Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Shortly after parting ways with Bai Song, Breakfast Guy arrived at his home. After all, it wasn't very far, just a minute away.

"Mm~ Ah, finally home. Time for breakfast." After changing his shoes at the entrance, Breakfast Guy raised his hands and stretched lazily. However, in that instant, he suddenly noticed a hole in the plastic bag he had been carrying all along.

The hole wasn't big or small, just the same size as the rice ball he had bought earlier.

Putting his hands down, Breakfast Guy quickly opened the bag containing the rice balls. But to his surprise, there were no rice balls inside. Instead, all he found was a small stone weighing slightly less than a rice ball.

"Ah... What? Where's my breakfast?! How did it turn into a stone?"

"Who the hell did this? They actually swapped my breakfast with a stone. Damn it, whoever did this, I hope I catch them, or else they'll pay for it." Breakfast Guy looked at the tampered breakfast with a face full of sadness and anger before throwing it into the trash can.

"Let's change the mood. The clothes are almost dry. Let's take them in first." Breakfast Guy patted his cheeks, trying to keep himself busy and forget the little unpleasant incident that just happened.

He pushed open the door to the backyard and looked at the empty clothesline. Breakfast Guy fell silent.

"I knew it. How come the clothes that guy was wearing were exactly the same as mine? Turns out he stole them... Well, that's fine..."

Recalling the tourist who had asked him about the Matou residence earlier, Breakfast Guy suddenly paused. What a miserable reality this was. After stealing his clothes, the person actually came up to him voluntarily to show off. This guy was a bit of a pervert, to say the least.

Upon further reflection, it seemed that after chatting with that man, Breakfast Guy felt a bit lighter, both literally and figuratively. Suddenly, everything made sense to Breakfast Guy.

Unable to hold back his composure any longer, Breakfast Guy dropped to his knees, hands on the ground, and cried out in despair.

"That man... is a Magus!!!"

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Breakfast Guy's anger and frustration went unheard by Bai Song. Upon realizing that Jerry had taken away his purchased food and eaten it with Tom, Bai Song knew it was not suitable to stay there any longer and immediately ran away.

"Phew~ I've run quite far. Even if he noticed, he won't be able to find me," Bai Song said, looking back at the path he had come from. Matou Family was no longer in sight, and even if that Breakfast Guy did notice, he wouldn't be able to catch up. Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief.

To some extent, Bai Song felt a tinge of guilt. After all, Bai Song still had a conscience. Moreover, the passerby had kindly explained what had happened at the Matou Family, intensifying Bai Song's guilt.

Slowing down his pace, Bai Song looked at Jerry, who was currently sitting on his right shoulder. He said to Jerry, "Jerry... let's discuss it. Next time, try to steal things discreetly, alright?"

Jerry, upon hearing this, clutched his legs with his hands, assuming a duck-like posture, and hesitantly looked at Bai Song. However... above Jerry's head, there was currently an angel and a demon, both in the form of mice. The two mice of different breeds were engaged in a heated argument, each pleading their case.

The angelic mouse flew forward and whispered in Jerry's ear, "Jerry, be an honest mouse. Just like this person said, you shouldn't steal things casually. If you really have to steal, do it quietly..."

"Smack!" The demonic mouse kicked the angelic mouse away and put its arm around Jerry's shoulder, trying to influence him.

"Hahaha, can a non-thieving mouse even call itself a mouse?! A mouse should only be discovered when stealing things. Besides, look, the person who's teaching you not to steal just stole someone else's clothes. Look at that, the teacher is corrupt. What he teaches is no good. What I say, is good!"

Jerry glanced back and forth between the angel and the demon, eventually making a very rational choice... the demonic mouse.

After firmly establishing his thoughts, Jerry nodded in agreement with Bai Song. However, only Jerry knew that what he was thinking at that moment was, 'I know I did wrong, but I'll do it again next time!'

"Very well." Bai Song smiled slightly upon seeing Jerry nod. Even the young mouse can be taught.

With that said, Bai Song reached out and patted Jerry's head.

However, at that moment, the zipper of Bai Song's jacket suddenly opened from the inside, and a cat's head popped out from the gap, directly raising its head and looking displeased at Bai Song's face. Seeing Tom suddenly appear, Bai Song quickly turned towards the wall, preventing others from seeing the cat.

Bai Song had initially thought of stuffing Tom back inside and cautioning him not to pop out randomly. But upon seeing Tom's expression, Bai Song promptly gave up on that idea and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Wha... what's wrong?"

Tom didn't say anything but continued to stare intently at Jerry, his jealousy almost overflowing. Initially, they could walk side by side on the ground when they first went out, which was the most comfortable time. Then, Bai Song insisted on having Tom wrapped around his neck like a plush toy.

Tom tolerated it, thinking it was just pretending to be a toy—a piece of cake—and it could still look around everywhere, so it wasn't boring. But now, being confined inside the clothes was something Tom couldn't accept. The most crucial point was that Jerry could sit on Bai Song's shoulder and enjoy the view. In the world of comparisons, Tom's jealousy reached an extremely high level.

Tom continued to stare directly at Jerry, without saying a word but conveying everything. Even if Bai Song didn't understand Tom's language, it was evident that Tom was jealous of Jerry being able to sit on the outside while it had to hide inside the clothes.

Jerry also noticed Tom's jealous expression and thought to himself, "If Tom embarrasses himself, I must be there at the scene to mock him immediately!"

Upon seeing Tom's expression, Jerry immediately stood up and started doing a comical gesture by placing his thumb on his temple and wiggling it, while sticking out his tongue at Tom. "Blah blah blah blah blah blah~~~!!!!"

Tom became even more displeased when Jerry started mocking him and even had the thought of launching Jerry out of a rocket.

"Quiet down, Jerry," Bai Song intervened.

Without further ado, Bai Song extended his left hand and delivered a forehead flick directly to Jerry. "Smack!"

However, with the sound of the flick, Jerry only paused for a moment before continuing to mock Tom in the exact same way as before. "Blah blah blah blah blah blah~~~!!!!"

After a full second, Jerry seemed to finally realize that he had endured the impact of the forehead flick. His body suddenly went limp, falling backward and resting on Bai Song's shoulder. A cluster of stars appeared above his head, and Jerry's pupils began to wander aimlessly in his eye sockets.

"Roar↘hoo↗hahaha~~~ !!!!" Seeing Jerry collapse instantly, Tom burst into laughter.