Jiang Songshi swiped through his phone, uninterested in the popular DJ his friend mentioned.
He glanced at the pictures, only seeing a sea of swaying lights.
Unimpressed, Jiang Songshi thought of the soft, silly little mushroom at home and found the rowdiness of the bar even more unappealing.
Jiang Songshi didn’t even open the pictures and responded to his friend perfunctorily.
Then, Jiang Songshi put away his phone and called out upstairs, “Yiyi?”
Still no answer.
Jiang Songshi hesitated for a couple of seconds in his mind, “Mushroom Overlord?”
The neighbor’s ginger cat jumped onto the balcony, covering its ears with its paws.
Jiang Songshi: …
Jiang Songshi rummaged through his pockets, intending to open the door himself, but realized he hadn’t carried the keys for a long time, too confident about the little mushroom at home.
Jiang Songshi had no choice but to take out his phone again and message the little mushroom.
Shi: Where are you?
Shi: I’m home.
The ginger cat jumped down again, stepping on Jiang Songshi’s shoes and lazily swishing its tail.
Jiang Songshi picked up the plump ginger cat and pinched its front paws, “Did you go digging in the birdhouses again today?”
The ginger cat slapped Jiang Songshi’s hand.
Ginger Cat: As if everyone is as childish as your mushroom, digging in birdhouses. How childish!
Jiang Songshi couldn’t understand cat language, so stupid. The ginger cat stretched lazily, waiting for Jiang Songshi to stroke its fur.
Meanwhile, at a newly opened bar in South City…
Swaying lights, unbridled cheers. Little Mushroom wore a baseball cap, its brim tilted slightly, and a mask covering his face securely. As the song ended, Little Mushroom was still dancing to the beat.
It was his first day there, and the owner only gave him a chance to perform one song as a trial.
His phone buzzed occasionally, and Little Mushroom leaned against the railing backstage, casually swiping through it.
Shi: Are you still sleeping?
Jiang Songshi’s question wasn’t redundant. During the initial days after his transformation, Little Mushroom would easily get drowsy due to excessive energy consumption.
The owner approached and finalized the DJ arrangements with the little mushroom. Unable to write or speak human language fluently, Little Mushroom simply nodded or shook his head, exuding an aloof demeanor.
Little Mushroom originally wanted to inform Jiang Songshi about finding a job through his phone but hesitated. It seemed a bit informal. After a minute of indecision, he pocketed his phone.
Nevermind, he’d tell the stupid human in person.
When Little Mushroom returned home, Jiang Songshi had grown bored waiting and visited the neighbors with the ginger cat. The two villas were separated by a courtyard, so Jiang Songshi didn’t notice Little Mushroom’s return. Unable to find Jiang Songshi, Little Mushroom was about to message him when he spotted the neatly folded white lab coat by the sofa.
Oh no, Little Mushroom’s eyes swiveled, nearly forgetting—could that clueless, experiment-obsessed human tolerate the smell of smoke from bars?
Little Mushroom felt a little annoyed. Stupid humans were really troublesome. After some thought, in order to avoid hurting that stupid human’s delicate heart, the little mushroom changed into the pajamas he wore at home.
While showering, Little Mushroom gingerly stroked the bent mushroom on his head, courtesy of the baseball cap.
The lit room finally caught Jiang Songshi’s attention. By the time he returned, Little Mushroom had changed into soft pajamas, exuding a fresh shower gel scent, holding the cute ceramic cup prepared by Jiang Songshi at the stairs.
Jiang Songshi still held the ginger cat.
Little Mushroom frowned, “Why are you hugging that stupid cat? It digs in birdhouses and needs my help. So stupid, can’t even climb trees.”
What Jiang Songshi heard: “You…%#￥&*cat…#@#?##birdhouse#@@…tree%#…”
Jiang Songshi thought he understood and scolded the ginger cat sternly, “See, even my Yiyi knows you went tree-climbing and birdhouse-digging today. If you keep misbehaving, we’ll have Uncle Li neuter you!”
Ginger cat: …
Little mushroom: …
The little mushroom once again found the human stupid but quickly shifted his focus, gesturing earnestly at Jiang Songshi, “I’m Mushroom Overlord!”
Little Mushroom: “￥#@%Mushroom! Overlord!”
This time, Jiang Songshi genuinely understood and leaned closer to the ginger cat, “My Overlord said if you keep climbing trees and digging birdhouses, Uncle Li will neuter you. Got it?”
Ginger cat: …
Author’s Note:
Ginger cat: As long as the world where kitties get hurt is realized… (;′⌒`)
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