"Why are your face so red again in Huahuo Chan?"

Aya Karie sat in front of Hanamaru Hanabu, and asked by holding her slender wrist holding her face.

——Press down, pull back from the back, and the center of gravity of the body shifts toward the tail—

Huamaru Huahuo shook his head repeatedly, his purple eyes shifted downwards, and his mind was filled with the look of his kiss.

——He raised his chin with his index finger, his fair white neck raised slightly, and his two little hands nervously grabbed the collar of his chest.

The eyebrows were bent, the lips were pursed, and the eyes were closed, but they wanted to peek at them, and the little face unconsciously turned pink and red.

Then...wait for his breath to approach himself...

OK, so shameful...!

Hanamaru Hanabu was immersed in the girl's fantasy and did not hear a series of inquiries from Aya Karie in front of her.

Her cheeks suddenly turned red like a fever, and she buckled her head in the palm of her holding it up with a "whip" sound.

His little hands covered his cheeks tightly, and kept making whine like a girl and a small animal.

“…”

"Is it really okay?"

Just as Aya Karie was thinking about something bad about Uesugi Uesugi doing to her, an orange cat suddenly jumped on the table between them.

She was startled by the cat.

The orange cat took elegant cat steps on the table, with its tail swaying, and the hair on its body was slightly pulled along with the movements of the forelimbs and hind limbs.

"How could there be an orange cat here?"

Aya Karie saw it rubbing its head against Hanamaru Hanai and supporting its arms, and fiddling with the girl's delicate skin with its beard. Its shaking throat made a thin meow.

Huamaru Huahuo heard the sound of the cat's gurgling and let go of his little hand holding his face.

"The cat raised by Hanawai-chan?" Aya Karie found that the cat was inexplicably close to Hanawai. "Why did you come to school? And it seems that you didn't get wet in the rain."

She turned to look out the window, and the sound of washing the trees as the rain washed them was as thin and soft as brushed cheese.

Two high school students wearing black sailor suits and holding books on their chests chatted and laughed through their eyes.

Huawan Huahuo’s purple eyes stared at the lazy eyes of the orange cat, with her hands slid down, and her face leaned against the desk with the textbook of "Mandarin Comprehensive", constantly looking at it.

It yawned the cat, then stretched out its relaxed and straight tail.

It turned its head and looked at the Huamaru Huaihuo who had been curious about it. Its lazy expression could hardly see it clearly with only one slit.

One person and one cat just stared at each other quietly.

"Its eyes... are so familiar..."

Huamaru Hanahuo felt inexplicably throbbing. He reached out to touch the cat's head and stroked it along the hair with his little hands.

The orange cat seemed to enjoy the girl's touch, rubbed her head straight on her palm and made a cat meow intimately.

"Isn't your cat?"

Ayaka Rie originally wanted to pick up the orange cat and drive it away, but she didn't do that when she saw it looking very gentle.

"The hair is also very clean, not like a wild cat."

The orange cat lies on the desk, turning out her white belly, enjoying the girl's slow rubbing and caressing in an extremely comfortable movement.

The squinting face has a very humanized lazy expression.

The normal body temperature of a cat is between 38° and 39°, which is slightly higher than that of a human, so the cat's belly is also hot to the touch.

"Is there a master?" Hanamaru Hanabu rubbed his stomach, his eyes never left, and he fell in love with this lazy lazy cat a little.

The main reason is that it looks very much like the orange cat potato from Chino's grandma's house next door when she was a child.

Potatoes like to lie on tiles, curling up and resting, look as fat as an oval potato.

Xiao Huahuo has always called it that way.

Unfortunately, Grandma Qianye has been away for a long time, and the house has been abandoned. After that, Fat Cat and Tudou have died quietly on the eaves where they always like to lie.

Xiao Huahuo was still sad for a long time.

Hanamaru Hanawa kept scratching its stomach. Its lazily squinted eyes and mumbled sounds evoked her memories.

"Do you want to raise it?" Ayano asked.

"Hmm..." Hanamaru Hanabu nodded, "But, does it have a master?"

"Not necessarily, I'll take a look."

Aya Karie raised the orange cat high and looked back and forth carefully, "Well... there is no identity brand, nor a collar."

The orange cat's body finally stabilized Shen'er in her palm and was looking at her with a pair of unsightly squinted eyes.

The attitudes towards fireworks are very different.

"I'll see if I've been sterilized."

"The cat...will you still make this?" Hanamara Hanabu asked curiously. She knew how many cats Ayaka's family had.

"Of course," Aya Karie replied, "While letting it rest a little, it can extend its lifespan to a certain extent. If you don't want a kitten, it's better to sterilize it."

She handed the unsightly orange cat to Hanamaru Hanabu.

"I'm a girl, so lazy and fat, I must have been sterilized."

"That is, there is a master?"

Huamao Hanai held it in his arms, feeling a little disappointed.

"It's roughly true."

"Then there is nothing I can do..."

The bell rang for class, Aya Karie glanced at the orange cat in the girl's arms and sat back to her seat.

Hanaman Hanabu continued to stroke the cat's hair, and the orange cat became enjoyable again, rubbing his head against the girl's chest.

Something itchy.

Hanamaru Hanabu's face turned slightly red, she hugged the orange cat on her legs, quietly lowered her head and said to it: "No, I don't even have a sage..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl quickly shook her head and patted her face.

The orange cat's cushion stepped on the girl's legs, stretched her tail back and sat down, tilting her head towards her shaking movement.

This class is a comprehensive Chinese language, and Haneda Shimu walked onto the podium.

"Why didn't Uesugi come?"

Takahiro Tsukigawa raised his hand and said, "He has a stomach upset, and he has gone to the infirmary."

"Not serious."

"have no idea."

"I see."

After a word of concern, Haneda Shimu began class.

Squad leader Jiujirika: "Stand up!"

"Good afternoon, teacher." Everyone shouted together, bowing to each other at the same time.

Squad leader: "Please sit down."

When Hanamaru Hanabu sat down, he glanced at the other end of Uesugi, and hid in Haneda's secretly took out his cell phone to send a line:

‘Are you okay with Mr. Ho? (Cute Shark·Care)’

......

No reply.

After waiting for a long time, the absent-minded Hanamaru Hanawa had to put his phone into the drawer.

When she went to the classroom, she looked at the chair where no one sat, and the pen in her hand drew several circles on the notebook, and whispered:

"Jingjun...is it's okay...why don't you reply to the message of Huahuo..."

Uesugi Cat, stuffed into the drawer, could hear the sound of Mr. Haneda's lecture.

Although I don’t know why cats can still understand human language, since they have become cats, there is no need to understand any logic.

He raised his head from his lying down and the light shot into the drawer hit his white beard.

Uesugi Cat stared at the little shirt that the girl had intersected with her pleated skirt, and narrowed her vertical pupils at her white belly.
Chapter completed!