His slender eyelashes fluttered, and his face was reflected in his crystal eyes.

Mamoru Suzuki watched as his delicate face as he approached Kishio stopped less than a centimeter in front of him, the tips of his noses about to touch, and a gentle snort hit his cheek with the girl's undulating breathing.

What's more...

Mamoru Suzuki looked down at his sides again: his shoulders were pressed against the hand towards the miri.

So the current situation is that in Chao Wuxi's bedroom, Chao Wuxi, who was just lying next to him, suddenly turned over and pressed him under him again.

And... He couldn't break free.

“... Morning fog? Mamoru Suzuki looked at the asagi tide above.

"Yes, Suzuki-kun." Asagi Moshi replied softly as if nothing had happened, as if the person who was holding him down was not her at all.

“......”

“......”

"What is this for?"

"Prevent Suzuki-kun from changing the subject and running away."

The touch of the girl on "......", so close, so close to the distance in front of him that completely shows the perfect face, Suzuki Mamoru feels that it is not something that can be summed up by "preventing him from changing the topic and running away".

And the eyes towards the tide are dangerous. A room of solitude, a dim light in the evening... It makes people have the idea that "boys should protect themselves when they go out".

"So, what does Suzuki-kun think of the gray cat?" Chao Xixi asked again.

“... It's okay. ”

"I think it's cute."

"......" Mamoru Suzuki didn't know how to answer.

And Chao Wuxi continued: "When I saw that cat, I had an urge to take it home and raise it. ”

“... Well, forget it, right? ”

"Can't you?"

"It still depends on the cat's wishes, right?"

"Then does Suzuki-kun think the cat is willing?"

"......" Suzuki was speechless for a while.

The face in front of me, but no matter how closely you look at it, you still can't find a flaw, fair and delicate, with a faint crimson, the beautiful appearance is enough to make people distracted, and people can't help but slow down their breathing.

“... Does Asagiri think the cat is willing? It was so close that Mamoru Suzuki had to turn his face away and look away.

Chao Xi's voice complained for a moment, "There is a feeling that I can be hugged to my home at any time, but if I really do this, I will definitely not be able to." ”

The phrase "......" was said very subtly, which made Mamoru Suzuki a little embarrassed. After a moment he replied, "I don't want to... Of course, there are reasons for reluctance. Because—"

"Of course I do." Leaning down towards the motidal tide, interrupted him. The distance between the two of them was also erased, and Chao Mixi hugged him, his cheek against his shoulder.

"That..."

"Of course I know what Suzuki-kun thinks. However, when I came to Kyoto from Tokyo, I think my intentions were already obvious. ”

“......”

"Suzuki-kun."

The girl on his body called his name, and the feeling of pressure in his chest made people breathless.

Mamoru Suzuki took a deep breath.

He tried his best to make himself ignore the sensations in his body, and then, softly, "Aagi, we're not... Are you talking about cats? ”

“......”

“......”

The sudden sound of "snort" laughter was sent towards the fog tide.

"Suzuki-kun is always like that."

“......”

The girl got up, the feeling of oppression in her chest disappeared, and Mamoru Suzuki finally turned her face.

His shoulders were finally free, but Mamoru Suzuki raised his head and glanced at him, and although he got up, he didn't actually leave his body, and now, the girl was sitting on his waist in a duck sitting style.

Mamoru Suzuki was a little awkward, and this delicate position made him not move, nor did he move.

"Suzuki-kun." After finishing his hair, he lowered his hand towards the fog and leaned forward slightly, his gaze locking onto him.

The pleated skirt in this position only covered half of his thighs, and part of the skirt fell on him, and the snow-white legs were on his waist.

Mamoru Suzuki gave up struggling, his head lay down again, touching the soft bed, his eyes were almost helpless: "Asagiri, do we have to communicate in this posture?" ”

"Hmm." Asaki nodded affirmatively, "This is a punishment for Suzuki-kun." ”

"Is this really a punishment?"

Mamoru Suzuki was speechless for a moment. Being sat on the body by a beautiful girl.,Tight thigh meat sandwiched around the waist.,If this is also a punishment.,What can be considered a reward?

"What kind of punishment is this?" Mamoru Suzuki asked.

"Punishment for concealment from Suzuki-kun."

"Concealment?"

"Suzuki-kun can turn into a cat, right?" Asaki easily said Suzuki's ability without any tone of surprise.

In fact, there is really nothing surprising about it now. Mamoru Suzuki also knew from the subtle chat just now, and obviously Asaki had seen through it.

"So, how did Asagiri see it?" Mamoru Suzuki looked at the ceiling, and his tone was also not too undulating.

"Guess?"

"Intuition? Moreover, it's not a simple intuition, it's a "superpower" in this regard, right? ”

"Does Suzuki-kun call this a "superpower"?" Undeniable, Asaki answered Mamoru Suzuki's guess with another question.

There is no other possibility except for this situation, and only when he also has superpowers, can Asagi Shixi believe and see through that he also has this ability.

"Well, superpowers."

"Then I do." Nodding at the Tide.

"Didn't Asagiri hide it from me?" Mamoru Suzuki said helplessly.

"I don't count."

“......”

Full of girlish wayward speeches.

“... Well, it doesn't count. Under Asahi Mishio's eyes, Mamoru Suzuki could only give in.

"And Suzuki-kun obviously has something to hide." Asahi stared into his eyes and continued.

"Huh? Why? ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Chao Xi's mouth, she looked at him, and said slowly but firmly, "Suzuki-kun's ability is actually not to turn into a cat, right?" ”

“......”

It wasn't until Asagi said this sentence that Mamoru Suzuki raised his head and looked at Asagi in amazement.

At this moment, he was indeed surprised.