"It may be a bit abrupt, but... May I touch you? ”

It was indeed very abrupt, and at the moment when he raised his face and saw that Tamashiro Sanchiyo was still staying, Suzuki Mamoru suddenly opened his mouth and made this request.

"Is that okay?"

“......”

Tamajo Michiyo stood in place, his claws frozen in mid-air with nowhere to place, and slowly fell to the ground.

But she still didn't leave, and there was a slight hesitation in the blue eyes that stared at Mamoru Suzuki.

On a sunny afternoon, the boy not far in front of her earnestly consulted her as a cat. The skin is very fair, the smile looks clean and pure under the eyes, and the earnest eyes are also a little dazzling.

"Since you didn't leave, then I'll take your consent."

Mamoru Suzuki had already come to Tamashiro Michiyo and squatted down. As for the tone, even if he is talking to animals, he is extremely serious.

Tamaki Michiyo's small, pointed ears trembled, and she watched Suzuki Mamoru silently as he stretched out a finger and cautiously approached her head.

The fingers are slender, the bones are distinct, with an almost pale white... In fact, it's not just hands.

It was only now that Tamashiro Michiyo discovered that his exposed skin was too fair, like a long-term illness.

"Thank you."

The white fingers finally landed on the top of her head, and after a tentative swipe, the young man in front of her smiled contentedly.

He withdrew his fingers and didn't make much more intimate contact.

"Okay, I won't bother you, please go home."

Squatting in front of her, his deep voice sounded very gentle.

"See you next time."

Tamaki Michiyo took one last look at Mamoru Suzuki, and this time he didn't stop and turned away quickly. Mamoru Suzuki squatted and watched the figure of the white cat disappear around the corner.

Everything is back to normal.

After a few moments, Mamoru Suzuki stood up from the ground. He stretched out his index finger and looked down. On my fingertips, the fluffy touch can still be vaguely recalled.

"I'm sorry for making up a lie."

Apologizing inwardly, Mamoru Suzuki put down his hand, and the expression on his face was also put away.

He no longer lingered, but also took steps and walked slowly in the direction of home.

......

When did you get this power? It's too specific at the time, and Mamoru Suzuki can't remember it clearly.

I just remember that when he took a break from school last year, he was lying in the hospital room - "almost miraculously improved" - the exact words of the doctor that Yuko relayed to him.

Mamoru Suzuki, who was in a coma at that time, didn't have much of an impression, he only knew that he had acquired such abilities after he woke up.

Observe, depict, copy.

Observing, depicting, and then outlining each other's characters is something that Mamoru Suzuki is very familiar with. Whether in class or in a hospital bed looking out of the window, this is how he spends his somewhat boring leisure time since he was a child.

The amazing thing is "copying".

When the "observation" reaches a certain level, he will be able to activate the "copy" to gain the opponent's abilities - perhaps the term "superpower" is more appropriate here.

For example, the ability of Tamajo Michiyo to turn into a cat.

The phone stood up next to the wall, and Mamoru Suzuki, who had turned into a cat, curiously looked at him on the phone screen through the front camera.

A gray cat with black eyes.

He opened his mouth to speak, but all he could do was make a "meow".

"It's unrealistic to try to make a cat's vocal cord anatomy speak human language."

At the end of the experiment, Mamoru Suzuki closed his mouth and gave up meowing. He sat and continued to look at him on the screen of his phone.

The tail behind him swayed unconsciously, his ears twitched, and his round head was crooked, as if he was selling cuteness.

"I seem pretty cute—" Mamoru Suzuki blinked at the thought.

Continuing to experience what it's like to be a cat for a while, Mamoru Suzuki explores his own new body.

Finally, when the door opened downstairs and Yuko's "I'm back" sound, Mamoru Suzuki decided to end today's experiment for the time being.

"So, how do you change it back?"

Mamoru Suzuki continued to blink.

It can be seen from the mobile phone screen that a cat does look very cute and cute when it makes such an action.

But the focus is clearly wrong.

Mamoru Suzuki had already gained the ability after coming into contact with Tamashiro Michiyo yesterday, but he waited until Yuko went out today to use it for the first time.

Obviously, Mamoru Suzuki, who was using the ability for the first time, was a little inexperienced.

... He didn't know how to change back.

Mamoru Suzuki stared at the screen of his phone, leaving only his tail and swinging uncontrollably from side to side.

He stretched out his paw and held down his tail.

"Calm down."

He fell silent completely, and began to listen to Yuko's movements downstairs with the help of cats' hearing, which was far superior to that of humans.

"Mamoru Komoru?"

Not so well, Yuko had just returned home when Yuko called his name. And, after receiving no response, Yuko, who had changed her shoes, stepped up the stairs to the second floor.

Footsteps are approaching.

"Mamoru Komoru, are you there?"

Mamoru Suzuki wanted to respond, but he lost his ability to speak, and now he can only meow.

"Huh? Not at home? ”

Still unable to get a response from him, Yuko muttered to herself and continued to approach his room. At this time, Mamoru Suzuki suddenly remembered a very important question.

He didn't care about the uncontrollable cat's tail anymore, the pads of flesh on his paws touched the ground without making any sound, and he made a few light leaps to the door of his room.

Sitting in front of the door, looking up at the doorknob, and looking through the crack in the door, you can see:

He didn't lock the door.

In fact, as a patient who may need to be cared for at any time, he has never been in the habit of locking the door.

In every sense, Mamoru Suzuki, who is using this ability for the first time, is a little inexperienced.

So, what to do exactly?

Windows... Mamoru Suzuki turned his head to look at the window.

In order to prevent the abnormality from being discovered by the opposite Tamaki Michiyo, he closed the windows in advance and closed the curtains.

It would be too difficult for a cat to open a closed window in a short period of time with its clumsy claws.

There is no way back.

And at this time.

"Tuk-tuk."

While Suzuki was thinking, Yuko had already come to his room and knocked on his door.

"Mamoru Komoru?" Tentatively shouted his name again.

Now, there is only one door away from one cat. As soon as Yuko pushes the door open, she can see Mamoru Suzuki, who has turned into a cat.

It seems too late to hide and engage in a literal peek-a-boo.

And in the bedroom of the new home that is still empty for the time being, even if it is a cat, it is inevitably difficult to hide.

The bottom of the bed fits snugly to the floor, and there is not enough room to get into. The closet door is also closed, if you want him to open the closet door and get in and close it again... It's also embarrassing for cats.

Well, the only hope is...

"Asleep?" Yuko lowered her voice and guessed, and then asked again, "Then shall I open the door?" ”

Hoping that Yuko won't open the door... There is no last hope.

The cat's ears twitched slightly, and Mamoru Suzuki could already hear Yuko's hand on the doorknob and slowly press down.

......

"If you're discovered, you'll meow twice and sell cute."