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"Zhaojun, is it Zhaojun?"

“Meow~~~”

The mediocre and lazy voice, Huamaru Hanai cannot hear the meaning of this cat meow.

But it's very strange... I had a very strange feeling in my heart, which made her think that the orange cat in her hand is Uesugizo himself.

It looks like he usually stands beside him and looks at him.

She held the orange cat in her arms again and stretched out her index finger curiously.

The cat licked it affectionately, and the itchy touch between his fingers seemed to be plucking the heartstrings.

Hanamaru Hanagua stroked down along the soft hair of its head and asked in a low voice: "Can you understand what I said?"

"Meow." Uesugi Cat stretched her neck along her little hand.

"Is it...Zhaojun?"

"Meow."

Cats are spiritual animals that respond to what people say.

Hanaman Hanabu still dared not judge, but vaguely felt that it was not very real.

She sat down beside the bed.

"If, if you can understand me, can you call me twice?"

Uesugi Male looked up at her face in the girl's arms. He was also very confused. Should he tell Hanahuo about this?

She looks very beautiful, with short hair, beautiful face, and beautiful girl's pure and cute appearance can be well reflected in her.

She grew up with herself and didn't want to lie to her because of this.

“Meow.”

"I can really understand..." Hanamaru Hanaguchi hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Then, are you Jon?"

Uesugi Cat stiffened in her arms for a while, then rubbed his head, broke free from her hand, and jumped onto the bed.

Just as Hanamaru Hanabu was confused, Uesugi Cat walked slowly towards her on the pad, pushed her head away from the girl's white shirt, and got into her white and warm belly.

Huamaru Hanabu's face turned red and he was about to take out the cat, but he felt it rubbing against his stomach.

The surroundings of the navel are also itchy.

Others don't know, but she knows it very well. When she goes to bed at night, Uesugi Sao often secretly draws circles on her little belly button.

"No, Mr. Zhao."

Hanaman Hanabu's body trembled slightly, and his face became redder and redder. He quickly hugged the orange cat out.

Uesugi Cat still had that expressionless expression. Since Hanawa has indeed recognized it, there is no need for him to pretend anymore.

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Studio of the Department of Painting Building, Tokyo University of Art.

Several girls were looking at the lazy orange cat curiously.

Kitagawa Katsusa bent over and poked the belly of the lazy cat rolled on the table with her finger:

"Fishaman, is this your cat?"

Unfortunately, Uesugi Cat ignored her movements and just lay down, squinted her eyes and rested.

Hanamaru Hanawa was completing the new series of illustrations of "The Witch Girl is a Fox Demon" on the computer next to her. She heard the sound, turned around, and saw Uesugi Cat resting while lying down.

"Yeah, it's mine."

"But, when did you raise such a big cat?" Kitagawa Katsusa poked his stomach again, but unfortunately Uesugi still ignored it.

In terms of body shape, Uesugi Cat is indeed a big cat, not counting its tail, but also has a length of 70 cm.

"I raised it not long ago." Hanamaru Hanabu saw Uesugi Cat yawning, scratched his head with his forefoot, and his soft ears were pressed down and then quickly bounced back.

He looked at himself, and Hanamaru Hanabu also understood what he meant.

I don't want to be harassed by Kitagawa Katsusa to sleep.

Hanamaru Hanai walked over, and Uesugi Cat also stood up from the table, stretched his body, then squinted his eyes and stepped into her arms with four feet, rolled up his tail to rest.

"Isn't there an orange cat before Hanawa?" Ayano Riei asked.

"Is it... in high school?" Hanamaru Hanabu shook his hair along Uesugi Mama's head, and her movements seemed to make him feel comfortable.

"Yes, didn't a fat orange cat run to the school to look for you in high school?"

"Well, there is." Hanamaru Hanabu lowered his head and looked at Uesugi Cat in his arms. She was a little doubtful that it would be him before?

However, the orange cat was a female before, and now Zhaojun is a larger male cat.

"I haven't asked before, where did that orange cat go? It's quite docile." Ayano Riying said.

Hanamaru Hanabu replied: "That orange cat is not from Hanabu. I originally wanted to raise it...but it suddenly disappeared..."

She suddenly thought that she suddenly disappeared. It was possible that the cat was really Uesugi.

But why is Zhaojun a cat?

Will Zhaojun change back?

Hanamaru Hanabu touched his soft head, and there were more and more doubts in his heart.

"Family, what's the name of this cat in your house?"

"name......"

Hanamaru Hanabuki looked down at Uesugi Cat in his arms, and at the same time, he opened his eyes to see her.

Kitagawa Katsusa: "Have you chosen the name yet?"

"Not yet." Hanamara Hanami shook his head.

"How about giving it a name?" Jiuyu Rika, who was busy on the drawing board, also came over and said.

Most Japanese cats are named after their chirping, such as "Xiaomi" and "Xiaojiu"...

Of course, there are also flowers and children's nicknames, "cherry", "peach", "momo" and so on.

Kitagawa Katsusa bent down in front of Hanamaru Hanabu, looking at Uesugi Cat in her arms: "How about it be so wrapped up, what about it? "

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It's not dawn.

It is suitable for squids in the quilt to keep warm in winter.

I can't bear to get up, nor can I bear to change the quilt into clothes to prevent the cold.

I was even more reluctant to leave the warm hut and go outside to see the flying snow floating all over the sky.

The fragrance filled the slow and rhythmic breath. Uesugi Sao, who was lying in the quilt and enjoying the temperature, habitually touched Hanamara Hanawa's belly beside him.

Her stomach has always been very soft, smooth and soft. Evenly, it will feel warm and comfortable in the palm of her palm - because of this, she will be reluctant to leave after touching it.

But at this moment, Uesugi, who had his eyes closed, noticed the strangeness.

His hands stretched out were not touching his soft belly, but a little hard and very flat belly.

Although he was not fully awake and his consciousness was still blurred, he also vaguely knew that this feeling was very strange in terms of the feel.

He subconsciously frowned, and then continued to stroke his stomach, feeling more and more strange.

Following this feeling, skip the belt and slide your hands down.

As he touched, Uesugi Seo suddenly lost all sleepiness and sat up from the bed.

"you!"

Just as he was about to speak, he found that the face in front of him seemed a little familiar.

Perhaps because he didn't wake up, his eyes were still a little misty. He blinked several times in a row. Only when his eyes adapted to the faint light could he be sure that the face in front of him was his extremely familiar appearance.

Uesuma Sato was lying beside him.

But wait.

He is Uesugi, then...Who am I...?

"I..." He opened his mouth and made a sound in his throat, his voice lined up with a weak voice that was very familiar to him on weekdays.

The sound of the little fire?

Uesugi Dou realized something and stretched out his hands to look.

The wrists are as white as jade, the skin is delicate, and the fingers are slender.

"Haiwa's hand?"
To be continued...