Cat?

Girlish?

Is the body a cat can become a girl?

Or will the ontological girl turn into a cat?

"What is Mamoru thinking?"

At the dinner table, Mamoru Suzuki, who was still immersed in what he had just seen, heard the voice of his mother Yuko in a trance.

“... It's nothing. ”

Immediately answered, Suzuki Mamoru restarted his stagnant movements, took a small bite of rice with his chopsticks, and chewed unconsciously.

Two lifetimes,For the first time, I saw the kind of fantasy power that I thought only existed in fantasy novels or anime.,At the first time, Suzuki Mamoru really thought it would be because he was wrong.,The so-called girl and cat,It's just a separate and independent individual.,Girls are girls.,Cats are cats.。 The girl directly across from his room had a cat, and it was because of his delusion that the two were one, and that was it.

But the more he recalled, pondered, the white flashes, and the clear picture, the more Suzuki couldn't decide that it was an illusion.

It's true, directly across the bedroom from the new home, the neighbor's girl will become a cat – or the cat will become a girl. But either way, all...

"Mamoru Komoru?"

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted again.

Mamoru Suzuki had to lift his face and look to the other side, and Yuko looked at him with a wink.

"What's wrong?" Mamoru Suzuki asked casually.

"You've been thinking about something since the beginning."

"Nope." Mamoru Suzuki denied it.

"Obviously." Yuko's voice fell, muttering, "I was in the bedroom just now, and I shouted for a long time before I came down, and I stopped inexplicably while eating... In this case, there must be something. Still not used to the environment? ”

Finally, Yuko asked him again.

Mamoru Suzuki responded to Yuko's concerned look and replied, "Even so... But I've just moved here today, so it's impossible to get used to the environment. ”

"Huh... It seems to be too. Pheki's desire to ask something, but Mamoru Suzuki spoke first.

"Don't worry, it's nothing, I'm quite satisfied with my new home... That's right. ”

Mamoru Suzuki said, changing the subject.

"Didn't you say you were going to visit your neighbors?"

Yuko was successfully distracted, and thought about his words: "yes, what's wrong?" ”

"I'll go with you." Mamoru Suzuki said.

"Huh?" Yuko's tone rose and she looked at him with some surprise.

Mamoru Suzuki repeated again: "I said, I'll go with you." ”

Now Yuko confirmed that she heard clearly, and looked at him over and over again in amazement. This kind of look made Mamoto Suzuki a little awkward, "... What's wrong? ”

"No, nothing." Yuko was a little happy. "I didn't expect Mamoru to think about this kind of thing."

"I'm just worried about you."

As soon as she said this, Yuko's mood, which had just become happy, immediately turned sharp and her cheeks puffed out.

"What, it's impossible for mom to do such a trivial thing as visiting a neighbor."

"Maybe." Mamoru Suzuki resumed eating.

This vague statement made Yuko even more unhappy, and glared at him angrily.

After lunch, Mamoru Suzuki and Yuko did not immediately visit their neighbors, but began to tidy up their new home first, taking out the contents of the cardboard box and placing them.

After tidying up for almost an afternoon, I can barely fill up the empty home a little.

Towards the end of the evening, Yuko went to take a shower - the new home is fully decorated, and there is no shortage of various appliances, so it is to the point of moving in with a bag.

Mamoru Suzuki didn't bother so much, just wiped his face that was a little dusty.

When Yuko came out of the bathroom, it happened that Mamoru Suzuki opened the door and walked in from the outside.

"Huh? What are you going to do? ”

Dressed in a freshly changed outfit and wiping her hair with a towel, Yuko asked Mamoru Suzuki at the door.

Mamoru Suzuki lifted the fruit gift box in his hand and walked in from the entrance, "You can't be empty-handed when you visit, I bought a box of fruit at a nearby fruit store." ”

"Ahh It seems that it is, Xiao Shou is really sensible. Yuko complimented him, "But wait, I'll blow my hair, and I'll be fine right away... Forget it, you can blow it for me. ”

"Okay."

Mamoru Suzuki put the fruit gift box on the table next to him, stepped forward, and picked up a hair dryer to help Yuko dry her hair.

After blowing her hair, Yuko put on another coat and even wanted to put on makeup. The latter was stopped by Mamoru Suzuki.

"It doesn't have to be so formal."

"Okay." Yuko put away her cosmetics with some regret.

Everything was ready, the sun was already dim but the sunset was still hanging intact, and at such a point in time, Mamoru Suzuki and Yuko went out of the house.

"By the way, fruit..."As soon as she walked out of the house, Yuko turned around and spoke.

Mamoru Suzuki closed the door, holding a fruit gift box in his right hand.

"I took it."

"That's good. Ah, the key, I didn't have the key. ”

Mamoru Suzuki, who closed the door, turned around and replied again, "I took it too, in my pocket." ”

Yuko breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I thought I was going to be locked out on the first day of moving..."

Mamoru Suzuki glanced at Yuko silently, but it turned out that it was just this look, which made Yuko find out.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Yuko suddenly stepped forward, pinched her thumb and forefinger, and pinched Mamoru Suzuki's face.

"What?" Mamoru Suzuki touched the place where he was pinched for some reason, and looked at Yuko, who turned around and left after letting go.

Yuko snorted in front of her and said, "Mamoru must have disrespectful thoughts in his heart about facing his mother." ”

“......”

"Also, you say that kind of thing at noon."

“......”

Mamoru Suzuki remembered the phrase "worried" at the lunch table.

What, I've been thinking about it for so long, and it's not worrying, right?

Touching his face helplessly, Mamoru Suzuki followed Yuko's back.

To visit a neighbor's house, of course, it was not a few steps away. Suzuki stood half a step behind Yuko and watched as Yuko reached out and rang the doorbell of her neighbor's house.

Will a girl who can turn into a cat come out and open the door?

It didn't take long for the inner problem to be reflected in reality, and a crack opened in the neighbor's door, and a cold-sounding female voice came from behind the door.

"Really?"

Yuko hurriedly replied: "Hello, we are the Suzuki family next door who moved in today, and we will be neighbors from now on." ”

After a short silence, the door that only opened the gap finally opened, and Mamoru Suzuki saw the person behind the door.

She was a young girl, wearing a sky-blue knitted sweater, and her long hair was neatly tied behind her. The expression is very calm, and the eyes - Suzuki Mamoru looked at her eyes for the first time, with a clean white background, and the black eyes are black and white, which is very beautiful.

"I thought it would be the same vertical pupils as a cat... Sure enough, I thought about it too much."

"This is Yucheng's house, it's rude, please let me tell my mother."

After appearing and surveying the two of them, the girl behind the door bowed slightly, and the voice she spoke, if you must describe it, was like the air of the beginning of March gently brushing her cheeks at this moment.

"I'm sorry for you." Yuko said.

The girl turned.

The next thing was not Suzuki's concern, and shortly after the girl left, Mrs. Tamaki appeared in the entrance and greeted Yuko.

Norimo Suzuki continued to think about the girl.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see anything out of the ordinary. I wanted to indirectly ask Mrs. Yucheng, who was chatting with Yuko, whether she had a cat or something at home, but she was too deliberate, so she had to give up.

The visit was soon over, and Mamoru Suzuki and Yuko walked back home, carrying a return gift from the Tamaki family, a box of sweets that were probably Kyoto's specialties.

"Let's just say, how can I not do such a trivial thing." Yuko seemed to be very proud of the conversation she had just had with her neighbor, Mrs. Tamaki, and the way home in just a few steps was like walking the red carpet, "Gentle, dignified, considerate and enthusiastic neighbor, did my mother show it just now?" ”

"yes." Yuko looks like a kid who wants to be recognized, and Mamoru Suzuki reluctantly agrees with her boasting.

"Hmph, so, Xiao Shou, you still question your mother..."

In Yuko's self-talk, Mamoru Suzuki came to the door and opened the door with the key.

It wasn't until she walked into the house and closed the door and changed her slippers in the entrance that Yuko seemed to have discovered something, stopped talking to herself, and stopped Mamoru Suzuki, who wanted to go upstairs to his room.

"Mamoru Komoru ."

"What's wrong?" Mamoru Suzuki retracted the steps he had already taken on the stairs on the second floor and turned to Yuko.

Yuko looked at him suspiciously, making Mamoru Suzuki wonder if there was something on his face.

He scratched his face lightly with his index finger and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yuko finally replied, in a surprising voice: "Do you like that girl in the neighborhood?" ”

"......" Mamoru Suzuki blinked.

Yuko continued to speak, speaking her reasoning.

"You would never have done such a thing as visiting your neighbors before, would you? As a result, I suddenly followed today. ”

"And then when I just visited, Mom, I paid special attention to Xiao Shou, when you opened the door, you stared at her very seriously, and when she left, you became less interested."

"On the way back, you still look like you're lost and depressed, and you don't care about your mother."

To sum up, Yuko made a conclusion: "It's because you met the girl across the window from the window when you were in the bedroom at noon, and Mamoru fell in love at first sight, right?" ”

"......" logically doesn't make sense, so much so that for a moment Mamoru Suzuki had nothing to say. However, this silence was taken by Yuko as a tacit acquiescence.

Yuko immediately laughed: "Well, let's just say, no wonder Xiao Shou was absent-minded at lunch today, and proposed to visit the neighbors with his mother, in fact, he just wanted to meet that girl, right?" ”

"But it is... I'm at this age. ”

Yuko sighed.

"And that girl is really good-looking..."

Then, Yuko began to encourage Suzuki in a serious manner.

"But it's okay, Mamoru is also very handsome, if you want to chase girls, it must be easy."

“......”

Mamoru Suzuki didn't continue to listen to Yuko's nonsense, and after a long sigh, he turned and walked upstairs. Yuko, who is immersed in his own world, can't explain it, and any denial he has now will turn into justification, or be considered "innocent shyness".

What's more, Yuko's logic is indeed difficult to refute...

It's just that the imagination is still limited.,If you're a little bolder.,You should imagine that it's not Mamoru Suzuki who fell in love with the girl at first sight.,But because the girl who will turn into a cat is really curious.。

But Yuko is right about one thing.

In the dissatisfied shouts of Yuko behind him, Mamoru Suzuki's footsteps went up, and he couldn't help but recall the appearance of the girl he had just seen.

The neat long hair, black and white eyes, the facial features are all upright and beautiful, and the slightly cold voice spit out when the cherry lips open and close are all impressive.

The girl was indeed very good-looking.

......

After dinner, it's time for the evening. Before going to bed, Mamoru Suzuki went to the sink to wash.

While brushing his teeth, he stared at himself in the bust mirror in front of him in a daze.

Another sentence—as Yuko said when she came back this afternoon—"Mamoru is also very handsome, and if you want to chase a girl, it must be easy."

That's just as true.

Even if you say modestly, his skin is good-looking enough, if you are not modest, it is shameful but acceptable to use the usual introduction words of middle school two on the Japanese Internet, such as "the first beautiful boy".

Probably this is the power of genes, whether it is father or mother Yuko, his appearance is quite outstanding, as their son, he does not live up to this gene.

The only drawback is probably that he inherited from his father, and he has been frail and sickly since he was a child. Genes are not partial, and their power is also revealed at times like these.

After washing up, Mamoru Suzuki left the sink. Passing by the living room before going upstairs, he saw Yuko lying on the sofa, watching a soap opera with a tablet in one hand and a round snack in the other.

"What did you eat?" Mamoru Suzuki paused, walked over anyway, and sat down next to Yuko.

Yuko glanced at him and paused the video on the tablet. The living room quieted down, and Yuko sat up a little.

"It's a snack from a neighbor, it tastes good, can you eat it?" She gestured to the snacks on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Just finished brushing your teeth."

"Okay." Yuko took another bite of the snack and said vaguely, "Going to sleep?" ”

"Hmm."

"It's early."

"You're early, too."

"I can't sleep."

"Didn't you say you were tired of moving in the afternoon?"

"Afternoon is afternoon, evening is evening, and being sleepy in the afternoon does not mean being sleepy at night. And-" Yuko is the unconvinced girl again, obviously in her thirties, "It's not Mamoru's turn to teach her mother." ”

"Okay." Mamoru Suzuki casually responded, "Then I'll go back to my room." ”

"Huh?" Yuko spoke again.

"What's wrong?"

After Yuko swallowed the snack in her mouth, she looked up at Mamoru Suzuki, who was sitting next to her, who was a lot taller than her lying down, "Aren't you going to sleep with your mother?" ”

Mamoru Suzuki's face was calm, "Mother-sama, you are also an adult, and it is time to get rid of your dependence on your children. ”

"What, that's the kind of..."Yuko wiped her hand that had squeezed the snack onto Mamoru Suzuki's pants, "Am I a mom or are you a mom?" ”

Mamoru Suzuki glanced down at the gray marks on his pants, feeling helpless.

"You are."

"That's pretty much it." Yuko was satisfied, "Then you go back to your room and sleep... By the way, how does it feel about your new home? ”

Mamoru Suzuki thought about it, and the first impression of his new home that came to mind was the mysterious girl in the neighbor's house, and her other form, a cat with white and transparent hair.

So, he replied very seriously: "At the moment, it's not bad." ”

"That's good." Yuko smiled, "Good night." ”

"Good night."