I beat my ragdoll cat Miura.

I beat my ragdoll cat Miura.

I am sure that it is possible to beat him.

But I am different from the above.

It was not me who beat our cat, but another cat in our family.

The first cat I raised was named Hanzo.

Not Hanzo from Hanzo Forest, nor Hanzo from Shimada Hanzo, but Hanzo from Hattori Hanzo.

When I raised it, I happened to be playing Nioh 1. Seeing that it looked very similar to Hattori Hanzo’s guardian cat, I casually gave it this name.

I don’t call it by its name at home, but usually call it Big Brother.

Why do I call it Big Brother? Because when two men are in the same room, they always have to distinguish their interpersonal relationships. I can never be his father. How can a father bow and scrape behind his son every day? If father and son cannot be father and son,

then we can be brothers.

His beard is longer than mine. Calling him Big Brother means that you don’t take advantage of me and I don’t suffer. Big

Brother’s personality is actually quite strange.

Four words to describe it: fierce on the outside but weak on the inside, or strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Every day, he has a very arrogant expression, as if he is not happy with anyone and is ready to beat someone up at any time.

But as long as you find his weakness, he will be very obedient and gentle.

My eldest brother has raised him for about a year. One time when I bought cat food, the boss gave me a stuffed doll.

I named this stuffed doll Miura, not Miura from Miura Tomokazu, but Miura from Miura Anzhen, which is also a character in the game Nioh.

Miura is a stupid child.

When he first came home, he was bullied and educated by the aboriginal eldest brother every other day. The eldest brother is an unreasonable pauper. Even if Miura did not pose any threat to him, but just walked past the eldest brother, the eldest brother would be fierce to Miura.

Of course, all this is just verbal cursing and spitting foul language, and the eldest brother never takes action.

The reason for not taking action is not that the eldest brother does not want to, but that the eldest brother is really afraid to face Miura’s size.

Miura is relatively docile in character, and basically accepts it.

In addition, after all, it came late, and has a certain degree of awe of the aboriginal eldest brother.

Things were in a delicate balance with the elder brother playing the role of the donkey and Sanpu playing the role of the tiger.

But after arriving in Changsha, the balance was broken.

In Changsha, I adopted another stray cat named Shimanjia. It

was a yellow British shorthair, very docile to people, but rather naughty to its own kind. It

often bared its teeth and claws at Sanpu, and had a cat-cat boxing contest with Sanpu.

No matter how good-tempered Sanpu was, he couldn’t stand such harassment.

Finally one day, Sanpu pinned Shimanjia to the ground and beat him up.

Shimanjia saw that he couldn’t beat Sanpu, so he went to harass the elder brother.

At first, it was also intimidated by the elder brother. After all, the elder brother was an aboriginal, and his skills in sweet talk were still very strong.

But Shimanjia was different from Sanpu. It didn’t take long for him to find that the elder brother was a straw bag who could only talk but didn’t dare to take action.

So he beat the elder brother.

This scene happened to be seen by Sanpu.

Sanpu’s huge mind and even bigger body were shocked.

It turned out that this white cat was so weak that such a small yellow cat could beat it.

So, when the elder brother was being unreasonable to Miura again, Miura fought back and beat the elder brother up against the wall. I was not at home that day, but when I got home, the white cat hair on the floor told me how fierce the fight was that day.

From then on, the elder brother never acted arrogantly again, and became a well-behaved little cat with his tail between his legs.