Larry's Adventure: Reborn as a Charming Fox

9. Sleep Paralysis

Translator: Ann Yi

“Remember what I said to you before I left.” Frost finally came back when Noah was cleaning the floor.

Noah really wanted to cry. How could ketchup be so difficult to clean up?!

“Uh…! I didn’t do it! It was the two of them! I didn’t have a single bite of that damn pizza!” Noah complained with deep hatred and resentment.

He ordered the pizza but he didn’t even get to eat it!

“Meow~ (You’re too weak.)” ‘Humans are so useless. Frost might be more powerful than this guy, but he is still useless.’ Cats were born to look down upon everything.

‘I wonder how this poor guy is doing now. Alas…’

The thought of Noah put Murk in a bad mood all of a sudden. Life was too tough for a cat.

“Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! (You haven’t touched my smooth and delicate fur for a day! Come and touch me! And no need to be polite!)” The way Larry asked for a caress from Frost was too much for Murk.

“This little guy miss me.” No one knew it was a statement or a question from Frost. It was the first time that he, who had always kept distance from and been polite to others, was welcomed by someone with such enthusiasm.

Noah had been here the whole day. He thought that these two little guys treated everyone as fools. But it turned out that they only treated him like that. This was just awkward.

“Uh… Now that you’re back, I’ll leave first. My mom told me to go back home on time. No need to thank me for taking care of them for a day. Just treat me to a meal someday.” Under Frost’s cold gaze, Noah felt that if he kept talking, Frost would slice him with his surgical knives.

He was scared and slipped away.

‘Quick! Quick! Get out! Don’t stand in the way of my cultivation with my man!’

But here came a problem! Larry could seduce Frost, but only when he took the human form. Now he was only a young, innocent, ignorant little animal!

Eye contacting was the first step of seduction. Larry must take the initiative to look Frost into the eyes boldly. He could even use some small tricks, such as winking.

“Are your eyes uncomfortable? Don’t move and let me see if they’re inflamed.” He took out a pair of rubber gloves from his pocket, intending to check Larry’s eyes.

“Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! (Bro, I’m flirting with you! It’s not that there’s something wrong with my eyes! Stop flipping my eyelids!)” He slapped off Frost’s hands with which Frost tried to flip his eyelids. What kind of man would take rubber gloves with him wherever he went?!

‘Huh! Am I flirting with a blind guy?’

However, Larry’s resistance turned out to be useless. Frost carefully looked at Larry’s eyes and pupils. They were amber and very beautiful, and the areas around his eyes didn’t turn red.

“Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! (Bro, continue to torture me and don’t stop!)”

It seemed that the little fox really liked him. Although Frost was able to understand what animals said before, most animals wouldn’t be too close to him, and they were all a little afraid of him.

Larry was also afraid of Frost. He was not afraid that Dr. Frost was a sadist, but that he had no interest in sexual activities.

“Meow-meow-meow. (Stop wasting your time already. Frost would be a real pervert if he really copulates with you.)” Murk couldn’t hold it back and complained.

An animal like Larry could even cultivate into a fairy. No wonder currently fairies were all suppressed by humans.

“Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Joff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! (There are only three types of people in this world: those who copulate with me, those who don’t copulate with me, and eunuchs like you, Murk.)” ‘And Doctor Frost will definitely copulate with me, I’m sure.’

“Meow-meow. (You’re talking as if you are not a eunuch.)” ‘Come on, we’re both castrated. Even if I wasn’t neutered, Frost would definitely not fall in love with you, Larry.’

“Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! (And whose fault is that?)” Now that they were talking about the sad history, Larry felt heartbroken again.

Murk stopped talking.

The little fox looked so arrogant. Even though Frost couldn’t understand what they were talking about now, he could tell that the little fox was bullying the black cat who was even larger than the fox.

He forcefully pinched Larry’s paw pads and chuckled, “Don’t bully Murky.”

Larry almost exploded with anger. ‘You jerk, Murk! You are stealing my man’s attention! And Dr. Frost even call you Murky!’

While Frost was away, Larry slapped Murk a few times to vent his anger!

When it was dark in the evening, Frost went to his room to rest.

Larry and Murk nestled on the sofa to discuss how to seduce Dr. Frost.

“Meow?” (About the secret skill your junior told you, you’re only able to absorb spiritual energy by seducing humans?)” Murk was unfamiliar with the idea of cultivation and was quite curious. And he had never seen Dr. Frost seduce anyone before.

Larry swayed its fluffy tail listlessly.

“Ack-ack-ack-ackawoooo-ack-ack-ack. (Nope, I can choose any part of a human’s body to suck the spiritual energy out. As long as his breath could be mixed with mine, I can get his spiritual energy.)” Of course, it would be better for Larry to be franker. He could just admit openly that he just wanted to sleep with Dr. Frost, no matter he could get the spiritual energy or not.

Murk saw that Larry had spent so much effort trying to seduce Doctor Frost. He even thought that a fairy must fight pretty hard for his or her cultivation. It turned out that all that was in Larry’s mind was to sleep with Dr. Frost.

He fought against his temptation to slap Larry and said, “Meow. (Then you can just kiss him!)”

“Ack-ack-ack. (I like to be straightforward!)” Larry would not admit that he failed to kiss Frost!

What worried him wasn’t that Frost was a vet, but that Larry was now a fox!

Humans might be infected by viruses when kissing small animals. Plus, Frost was a clean freak, so he would never allow Larry to be anywhere near his mouth!

“Meow-meow-meow??? (Dr. Frost is asleep now. Why don’t you just go and kiss him right away???)”

Larry praised Murk by slapping him with his paw. ‘You’ve got a point, dude. But I won’t admit it.’

Murk watched Larry opening the door to Dr. Frost’s room. He was angry that he got slapped for no reason but he dared not to complain about it.

Larry crept into the room. Even when Frost was lying on the bed, his thin lips were tightly pursed. The moonlight outside shone on his facial features, which made him look as holy as an angel.

The closer Larry was to the bedside, the faster his heart beat. The thought that he was about to sleep with such a perfect guy made him even more annoyed at the fact that he was now a fox.

If he were now in human form, tsk, tsk, tsk… the thought alone was exciting.

Larry leaped lightly onto Frost’s bed. Frost was only wearing a pair of pajama pants and was sound asleep.

The muscles on Frost’s body were as smooth as porcelain and he had got six real abs like chocolate bars. His Apollo’s belt extended down beneath his pants. Larry wanted to touch it so much.

‘Larry, Larry, you have to control yourself!’

Larry’s heart was beating so fast but he could hear the sound of himself swallowing.

What was he supposed to do again? No, no, no. No more watching. If he kept watching Frost’s body, he felt like the blood from his nose would bleed into a fountain.

‘Control yourself! Yes, Larry! You can do it!’

Larry leaned closer to Frost’s lips and felt Frost’s breath with his whiskers.

Larry licked the lips with his pink tongue nervously, adjusted his breath and used his last bit of spiritual power as the medium.

Frost rarely dreamed before. But tonight, he dreamed a lot. He knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn’t wake up from it. There was a young boy pressing on his body, kissing him, or to be more accurate, licking him.

Something was suppressed in his chest. Frost thought that he would suffocate in his dream.

The young boy pressed against him. His amber eyes stared at Frost passionately. For some reason, those eyes looked a bit familiar. Frost did not have time to think about where he had seen these eyes. The thing that was suppressed in his chest seemed to have broken through its cage, and strong power instantly filled Frost’s body, giving him the strength to resist from his dream.

It was early in the morning the next day.

Frost breathed heavily and sat up, only to see the little fox thrown out of the bed because he got up too abruptly.

“You were the one who pressed on me all night, you little bad guy.” Frost lifted the little fox from under the bed to see if he was injured.

So, wasn’t it a sleep paralysis last night?