innocent catcher

"Catcher of Pure Love" Author: Ryoji w

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Mr. Long, who picked up an egg but didn't eat it because of high cholesterol, never expected a mammal to pop out of it

Mr. Long, who is of mixed Chinese and Western race, has no horns on his head and is excluded by his peers. He is eaten up by a kitten with fluffy fur and thick pads.

The wife is gentle and attacked by a little wolf dog (cat?)

silly white sweet

Magical creatures don't need to be bound by science

blindly write

It may be connected with the pit in front

maybe not

Content tags: next year fantasy magic

Search keywords: Protagonist: Duret, Eggsy┃Supporting role: Lilith┃Others:

Mr. Durett picked up an egg.

As a solitary dragon, when he came back from hunting in the forest, he was surprised to find an egg at the door of his cabin—a round, slippery egg that must be delicious just from its appearance. .

Mr. Durett thought for a while, hesitating whether to use this egg as an extra meal tonight. After all, such a beautiful egg must be delicious.

But... Last month's physical examination report showed that his cholesterol was somewhat high. The lady in charge of the examination, one of Mr. Durett's few friends, had Lilith with waist-length blond hair, Warn him, "Durett, you have to eat less protein."

Thinking of this, Duret thought, well, then I'd better eat meat.

But he picked up the egg anyway, brought it home, and put it in a small box in the kitchen.

His memory is sometimes not very good. He is worried that he will forget the egg when he goes out tomorrow and step on it, so he has to take it back and put it away.

Eat an egg every other day, so there will be no problem!Durett thought so.

The taste of the broth is very delicious, the rotten meat that has been simmered for a long time melts in the mouth, and the thick soup mixed with carrots, green beans and some vegetables was completely drunk by Duret.

As a solitary person, he only needs to ensure that he has enough to eat every day.

After the meal, he cleaned the pots and soup bowls, took a bath with the remaining hot water, and lay down on the small bed on the second floor of the wooden house, reading a book by the "crackling" fire in the fireplace.

Lilith, who lives in the city, always prepares the books and magazines he needs when he goes to the town to buy some daily necessities for this lonely, eccentric young man—in the eyes of outsiders, It was a way to pass the time he lived in the depths of the forest.

The good-tempered Duret said when Lilith invited him to live in the city for the umpteenth time, "Thank you for your kindness, Lilith." In terms of human appearance, he is a young man who is a bit too delicate for dragons After taking a sip of the witch's newly concocted drink, even though he tried his best to control his expression, the corners of his eyes still twitched a few times, "But you know, my kind don't like me living here."

The young man's expression was too gentle. The overly beautiful witch raised her finger covered with bright red nail polish, and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Duret, "Next time remember not to add celery to your drink", The young man pinched the witch's cheeks, which were obviously puffed out of dissatisfaction, "Then I will take my leave, dear Lilith, and see you next month."

Dulet was so engrossed in reading that he didn't hear the sound of cracking eggshells amidst the beeping of firewood.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Duret's face through the window, he woke up from his sleep.

As a dragon, Duret's love for fur far surpasses his kind's obsession with glittering jewels, so when he still failed to grow the horns that other dragons have when he became an adult, he was rightly punished. To everyone's exclusion.

"Well, it's so comfortable." I specially chose a pillow made of soft alpaca, and the nasal mucosa is very firm. Dulet, who never sneeze because of this, suddenly felt itchy nose.

"Meow~" Something wet licked his nose!

When Dulet carried the little guy on his shoulders and came to the kitchen, he found that in the basket used to put eggs, almost all the eggs had broken shells, and the sticky egg whites and yolks were dripping miserably. There are some complications.

However, the little guy who was born in the egg basket jumped off his shoulder happily, "Meow~!" The little guy raised his soft cat paw, and pointed to the piece that obviously looked bigger than the one next to him. There are many fragments on the eggshell, which seems to be showing off its power.

"..." Well, there are really no eggs to eat now, Duret thought to himself.

Looking at the little guy who was happily licking the dead egg liquid on the ground, Duret hugged a thick "Encyclopedia of Biology", trying to find out the true identity of this unknown kid.

"The dune cat has short legs, a proportionally large head, and large ears. Its fur is soft and thick, its body color is close to the color of sand, and its legs have black stripes." Looking at the three-dimensional picture that floated up on the magic book, Duret I thought, this should be the type of this kid, but...why is a cat born from an egg?

However, he was soon relieved. After all, magical creatures are born in all kinds of strange ways. The most important thing right now is to find out what this kid should eat and whether he can transform into a human.

In the Dulet's house deep in the dense forest, a little boy has recently appeared. This is a piece of news that the magical creatures in the woods are talking about recently.

A strange dragon with only one horn has lived alone in the depths of the woods for many years, and I don't know where to pick up a little boy!This is really surprising.

Duret didn't know that he had become the protagonist of gossip. One day he woke up from his sleep and slept with himself in the same bed since he was born. He often couldn't help pointing a fart at Duret in his dream. The kid who woke him up from the smell suddenly woke him up from his dream with a cry.

The child, who was not used to being covered with fur, cried all night and woke up Mr. Pigeon who lived near Duret.

When Mr. Pigeon pecked at the door of Dulet's house and politely indicated whether he could come in, Duret was wrapping the little guy in a soft blanket, pacing in the living room and coaxing him to sleep.

There were still tears on the little guy's face, obviously he had cried a lot just now.

"...Hey Durrett" Mr. Pigeon greeted, turned his gaze to the little boy lying on the other's neck, and asked softly, "This is...?"

Apparently he was afraid that the loud communication from the adults would wake up the children who had been crying all night, and Duret answered him in a low voice, "I picked it up at the door!"

Mr Pigeon "????"

After telling the other party the ins and outs, Duret asked Mr. Pigeon for help with a sad face, "Can you do me a favor?"

So, the next day, Mr. Pigeon took a letter from Duret and flew to the town to deliver an apology and explanation to Miss Lilith for his monthly trip to the city.

In the past few days, curious forest residents have visited all over the place. Miss Rabbit brought a soft woolen scarf for the little guy—the woods are still a bit cold at night, so the kids can’t be frozen; Mother Goose brought A basket of eggs——"Please accept Mr. Durett! You have helped us a lot, and it should be!" The shy and shy dragon had no choice but to accept a solid basket of eggs with a blushing face; even It is a unicorn who lives in seclusion by the stream, and when there is no one in the early morning, he quietly leaves a glass bottle filled with his tears at the door-"Drinking it will be good for your health", Mr. Unicorn The words are also very beautiful.

Dulet dressed up all the children, and the little guy with darker hair than flaxen and gray-green eyes looked no different from those noble little ghosts living in the capital.

"But, what should your name be?"

Returning with Mr. Carrier Pigeon, there is also the witch Miss Lilith riding on a broom.

"I hate it, the wind in the sky messed up my hair." The beautiful witch pouted her lips, a little dissatisfied, but after hearing Mr. Carrier Pigeon's compliment, "You are the most beautiful lady I know", she immediately Happy again.

"Lilith!" Duret, who was hugging the little guy—now Eggsy's kid—cooking soup, exclaimed in surprise, and was unfortunately scalded by the hot spoon to create a blister.

"Durett, you look like a warm mother now," Lilith said bluntly after watching the whole process of how the other party coaxed the children to sleep, "And it's still the kind of ewu... Do you understand! You should really see how disgusting and nasty your expression was just now!"

The good-tempered Dulet listened, and took him to the living room downstairs. A soup pot was hung on a small stove, and the broth inside was still bubbling, and the aroma was strong just by smelling it , Lilith felt her stomach start to growl.

"You know I'm on a diet." Muttering, she took the full bowl that Dulet handed over with a smile, Lilith complained, but still took it in her hand, "You always do this, trying to buy me off with delicious food! "

Du Lite smiled and said nothing, and after hearing the other party's amazement at the rich taste, he laughed in satisfaction, "Look, but this method is very effective."

No one knows what the dragon and the witch talked about that night, but when Eggsy wanted to pee in the middle of the night and woke up and found that Duret was not by his side, his