Chapter 1 The girl next door turns into a cat

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Chapter 1 The girl next door turns into a cat

Looking out through the window of the bedroom of his new home, he saw an unknown evergreen tree with lush foliage in the early spring of March. It grew from the neighbor's yard, and its leaves almost covered the window of Suzuki Mamoru's bedroom.

"How does the environment of your new home feel?"

Suzuki Mamoru walked around the lush leaves of the tree and looked out the window. Behind him, there was a sound from the bedroom door.

It's the mother, Yuko Suzuki.

Suzuki Mamoru did not turn around, but continued to look at the new environment outside the window, and replied after a moment: "It's okay."

After he nodded in response, Yuko behind him immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then, hearing his voice, he smiled.

"As long as you are satisfied."

Then there were a few footsteps, and Yuko walked up to him. After confirming where his eyes were, they looked out together with him.

"There is a tree. Doesn't it block the view a little?"

"Are you okay?" Suzuki Mamoru thought it didn't matter.

Yuko thought for a while and then said: "Yes, although it blocks the view a bit, it's good to see more green plants. Since Mamoru thinks it's nothing, then just keep it."

"Keep it?" Suzuki Mamoru turned his head and glanced at his mother beside him.

Yuko also withdrew his eyes from the lush trees and looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"That's from a neighbor's house, right?" Suzuki Mamoru reminded her.

"Eh? Really?"

“So ‘just keep it’ is not something you can decide.”

"What." Seeing that he was exposed, Yuko seemed a little unhappy, "Doesn't it show that I respect Mamoru's opinion? Why expose it? You kid really doesn't understand."

Suzuki Mamoru was speechless. He paused for a moment and looked out the window again. His eyes bypassed the dense tree canopy. On the other side, he could see the neighbor's house and a window facing him. He estimated that it was probably

5 meters away.

The curtains behind the window were not closed, and through the transparent glass window, the furnishings of the room behind the window could be seen.

"It's a neighbor's house." Yuko also saw it, "The room opposite looks like it belongs to a girl?"

Suzuki Mamoru didn't pay attention, glanced at it casually, and then turned his eyes in other directions.

Yuko continued to talk to herself: "Speaking of which, I just moved here. Do you want to visit your neighbor's house? Do you want to go now?"

"Then I'm going to take a shower. I'm very disgraced after moving. It's not good for people to see me like this. The first impression is very important, and you can't let the neighbors think that someone has moved in. Well, well, someone has moved in.

Reliable neighbor.”

"Then I will"

As Yuko talked, she seemed to have the idea of ​​taking a bath now and visiting her home. Suzuki Mamoru, who was still looking at the new environment outside the window, had to sigh softly when he heard this.

"Yuko."

"Call mom." Yuko immediately stopped talking and stared at him with her cheeks slightly puffed up.

"Mother," Suzuki Mamoru changed his words, "I think we should solve our lunch problem first before taking a shower and changing clothes to visit our neighbor's house."

The expression on Yuko's face was stunned. After a few seconds, she responded calmly: "The visit I mentioned was of course after lunch. Mamoru wouldn't think that her mother had forgotten about lunch and reminded her of it.

Really, there is no trust at all. Huh? What's going on with that look in your eyes?"

"No." Suzuki Mamoru looked out the window again.

"Obviously."

The cheek that he pretended to turn to the window was held by Yuko's cold hands and turned back. Suzuki Mamoru was forced to face Yuko's resentful eyes.

"You really are becoming less and less cute as you grow older."

"."

Finally, when Yuko walked out of the room, Suzuki Mamoru stood helplessly by the window, arranging the hair that Yuko had deliberately messed up. The sound of her walking away could be heard outside the room.

"I'm going to prepare lunch first. You can rest for a while and I'll call you later."

".good."

He tentatively responded, fixed his hair, and stood by the window for a while. His legs were a little sore. Suzuki Mamoru pulled out the chair under the table in front of the window and wiped his fingers on the wooden chair.

The visible dust was still within the acceptable range, so he sat down.

Leaning on the back of the chair, my gaze naturally lifted up and passed through the window. The left half was full of green leaves, as well as the tiny sky hidden between the leaves. The right half was divided into upper and lower parts, with the sky above and the sky below.

The neighbor's house is a two-story, one-family house.

Staring at the sky, Suzuki Mamoru gradually became stunned involuntarily, and his thoughts began to wander disorderly.

"From today onwards, I will live here."

Somewhat emotional.

Rebirth, the beginning of a new life. As a result, I have been weak since I was a child, and the fragmented image of the hospital always flashes in my memory. I have never seen my biological father, and the only impressions left are photos and a one-meter-high stone tablet. My mother, Yuko, is alone.

Taking care of him as he grew up. Although with Yuko's character, sometimes it's hard to tell who takes care of whom.

However, despite some difficulties, Yuko still tried her best to fulfill her duties as a mother. Last year, when she was a freshman in high school, Suzuki Mamoru became seriously ill and was forced to take a year off from school to recuperate in the hospital. Yuko was always by his side.

It wasn't until recently that he got better. After consulting a doctor, he determined that Suzuki Mamoru's body was indeed not adaptable to the rhythm of Tokyo. After fully listening to Suzuki Mamoru's thoughts, Yuko wanted to take him back to Kyoto - back to Kyoto, but actually mainly because

This is where Yuko grew up. As for Suzuki Mamoru, he was only 4 years old when he left Kyoto.

In short, that's it, the address was chosen, and all the procedures were completed. Not long after Suzuki Mamoru was discharged from the hospital, Yuko sold the house in Tokyo and bought the house in Kyoto-that is, here.

Officially moved today.

Thinking of this, Suzuki Mamoru turned around and took a look at his new room. But there was nothing good to see. The bed, tables, chairs, cabinets, and furniture were all complete, but they were all empty. There were only several cardboard boxes stacked next to the door with all the items.

It's in there and hasn't been taken out yet.

I'm a little tired, so I'll sort it out later.

Suzuki Mamoru stopped moving and just leaned on the back of his chair, looking out the window with his eyes gradually losing focus.

"Xiao Mamoru, you can come down and eat."

I was in a daze for a while, and the time was lost in my inexplicable reverie. It wasn't until Yuko's voice came from downstairs that Suzuki Mamoru came back to his senses.

His eyes regained their vigor, he checked the time, then raised the phone above his head and straightened his arms. After a lazy stretch, he put down his hand, and Suzuki Mamoru's eyes finally drifted out of the window.

The window directly opposite was the bedroom that Yuko identified as a girl's room. In the room that was empty just now, there was now a figure, and it seemed to be a girl.

Yuko's deduction was correct.

After confirming Yuko's statement in his heart, Suzuki Mamoru stopped paying more attention to the person opposite him. He was about to get up and go downstairs to eat.

Just as he regained his composure, Suzuki Mamoru was stunned again.

In the corner of his eyes, a white light seemed to flash in the bedroom directly opposite.

The sudden flash of light attracted Suzuki Morimoto's eyes that were about to look away, and his eyes refocused. So, between the branches of the tree, through the window of the neighbor's house that had been opened at some point, he saw the white light flashing through, the first few people in front of him.

The figure of the girl in the bedroom that he saw just a few seconds ago has disappeared.

And on the table behind the other party's window, a white cat squatted in place.

It jumped out of the window lightly, climbed down along the branches of the tree beside the window.

Suzuki Mamoru was stunned for a moment, then stood up and leaned forward, his cheek almost touching the window, his eyes closely following the traces of the cat, but after several leaps from the cat, he was still on the wall of the neighbor's house.

Under the obstruction, I lost track of the cat.

Disappeared.

Suzuki Mamoru stood there for a long time. In front of him, only the shadows of the trees leisurely bathed in the sunshine and wind in early March were left.

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