Domineering Moral Animal Husbandry: Where Can Sanhua’S Lovely Wife Escape? Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Cousin

An advance on your salary? That is fine. Sanhua knocked on the door and walked in with a smile, placing the braised marrow bones on the table and gesturing for the German Shepherd to try his cooking.

Sorry, I did not mean to overhear Mr. Ade’s phone call. I just came to tell you that because I am very satisfied with the results of the frisbee lessons, I would like to hire Mr. Ade as my ball sports teacher as well. The salary will be triple the original amount.

The German Shepherd’s ears drooped in shame.

Breaking furniture was bad enough, but not having the money to pay for it made him feel like a hooligan.

If he told Sanhua he was currently a runaway because he refused to fulfill a marriage contract, it would not explain his lack of funds; it would only leave his friend with negative impressions like irresponsible, fickle, or glib-tongued.

So, the German Shepherd’s ears twitched up and down a few times as he said dejectedly, I will pay for it.

Sanhua did not care about that at all!

He suppressed the urge to rub those ears and made an excuse for his sudden late-night visit: In today’s cooking class, I learned the 10 Classic Dishes Most Popular in the Woof Kingdom. I thought Mr. Ade might like them, so I brought some as a midnight snack. It is a good chance for Mr. Ade to taste my cooking.

Hearing this, the German Shepherd found the food somewhat tasteless.

He crunched down on a large bone. Is it worth learning all this for a fiancé you have never even met?

Sanhua: Well, as you can see, I do not really have a choice anyway. Looking on the bright side, maybe he is an upright, reliable, and trustworthy dog I can entrust my life to?

The German Shepherd: …

But he could also be a fierce, violent, morally bankrupt bastard who would ruin your life!

I hope he is just like Mr. Ade. Then I would have nothing to worry about.

Sanhua estimated the size of the window frame and left with the tray, smiling.

Crunch. Inside the room, the German Shepherd bit the marrow bone into pieces.

Outside the guest room, a fluffy bird head suddenly appeared under the eaves of the corridor. Night Owl the High Justice gripped the beam with his talons, hanging upside down outside the window.

Too cautious, cousin. It was just a piece of marrow bone, wasn’t it? I have already disabled the surveillance at the kitchen entrance. No other cat will find out you know me.

Sanhua: Shut up!

Night Owl: Oh.

Sanhua: Turn around. Why are you acting like a bat? Don’t you know they are distant relatives of Mouseros?

Night Owl silently pulled himself up 180 degrees and stood straight.

He did not really want to admit he was a bit afraid of this distant cousin.

Although Night Owl the Great Lawyer was now the famous Owl Vigilante in the dark world, back when he had just hatched and could not fly very high, he had been beaten up by his cousin Sanhua many times. He even got the humiliating nickname Yexiao because he lost a fight once.

It was a tale of tears.

…

Night Owl the Great Lawyer took advantage of his black feathers to hover brazenly by the police dog’s window to eavesdrop.

He asked Sanhua, Cousin, want a ride on the flying eagle?

Sanhua stepped lightly onto the narrow windowsill and nodded with dignity.

Night Owl dove down, picked him up, and took a deep sniff while he was at it.

Mmm, his little cousin still smelled so healthy and energetic.

Sanhua also sneezed softly.

His cousin’s chest feathers were still so black and thick… well, maybe because he had been fighting crime more lately, his chest muscles seemed a bit sturdier.

Inside the room, the two officers finished dealing with the sudden interlude. The German Shepherd pulled the computer out from under the mattress.

Reopening the video, the German Shepherd took over a dozen screenshots of Mouseros’s true face from the front, side, and back.

Night Owl the Great Lawyer: What fast paw speed! As expected of a famous Single Dog in the police world!

Sanhua: Is he very famous?

He is a police dog, you know. They would rather fall in love with handcuffs… Night Owl replied casually, then suddenly realized he was talking to his soft and cute little cousin.

He became alert: What are you planning?

Sanhua: …

Damn it, Night Owl the Great Lawyer noticed that the tips of Sanhua’s ears were red!

He wished he did not have night-vision eyes so he would not see the creamy white and pale yellow fluff on the tips of those twitching ears, or the heat radiating from the bright red capillaries beneath.

I will crush him with a dead rat! Night Owl the Great Lawyer dove down, gently placed his cousin on the windowsill, and then took off aggressively.

Stop!

His scruff was bitten. The sharp tips of teeth made every feather on Night Owl’s back stand on end. He turned his head 180 degrees. Sanhua’s claws extended from his paw pads, his meticulously groomed nails gleaming coldly as they pointed at Night Owl’s carotid artery.

Shut up and help me!

…Oh.

Night Owl silently raised his wings.