My love is abyss mode

Chapter 120 For the Cat and Girlfriend (2-in-1)

Shinonome Shionai shakily lifted her foot and stepped onto the first step of the stairs. Under Shirakawa Momo's cold gaze, she reluctantly turned her back to her.

The 12-centimeter height and the dirty ground appeared to her as an abyss.

A cool breeze blew by, and Shinkai Shiona swallowed hard, her legs involuntarily going weak: "Momo, could you have told me before you pushed it?"

"Fine." Shirakawa Momo agreed coldly, a cruel smile hidden in her golden eyes.

She raised her hand, intending to suddenly push Shinkai Shionai down the steps, when her anxious voice suddenly interrupted her.

"Wait a moment!"

Shinonome Shionai took a deep breath, closed her eyes, covered her face with her hands, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there any other way?"

"No."

"Um, this...it won't hurt too much, will it?"

"You won't die even if you fall from the third step."

Shirakawa Momo raised her hand and touched her back, applying slight pressure with her fingertips. Shinkai Shiona let out a scream, instantly losing her balance and falling forward onto the ground.

Bang—utterly disheveled.

Her irregularly shaped short skirt was stained with mud, and her long chestnut hair fell into puddles.

Seeing that Shinkai Shiona had no balance and was lying face down on the ground, Shirakawa Momo frowned in disgust and said coldly, "Try it again. If you master your balance, you won't fall at all."

Even if you miss a step while going down the stairs, a normal person would only feel dazed and then quickly adjust their posture; they wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Shionai Shiona supported herself on her arms, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, she stood up, gently patted the soiled hem of her skirt, and turned back to Shirakawa Momo, forcing a smile: "It doesn't seem that scary."

"Wait until you can't fall down before you say things like that."

Shirakawa Momo pointed to the steps beneath her feet, and said in a cruel voice with a cold laugh, "Come and stand properly."

"How about we call it a day?" Shinkai Shiona clasped her hands together, rested her face on her side, and tried to get away with it by acting cute.

"Come over here and stand properly."

"Peach~ Let's take it slow~"

"Come here and stand properly!"

Shirakawa Momo's voice suddenly turned cold. Shinobu Shionai had no choice but to lower her head and reluctantly walk up the steps, turning her back to her.

This time, Shinkai Shionai had gotten a little used to the dizziness, but still fell to the ground before she could react.

After repeating this several times, Shirakawa Momo had her stand on the second step, doubling the height. What would be an easy 24 centimeters for an ordinary person to jump down was no different from bungee jumping in Shinkai Shiona's eyes.

"This time, I hope you can stand firmly, otherwise it might hurt a lot."

A cold voice came from behind her. Shirakawa Momo's voice made Shinkai Shiona pause for a moment, and before she could react, she lost her balance and fell forward.

She frantically waved her arms and legs, instinctively closing her eyes, as if a breeze was blowing across her cheeks, causing a sharp, knife-like pain.

boom--

The dull pain I imagined from falling onto the muddy ground didn't come; instead, it felt like a French fry stuck in yogurt, crashing into a cool yet soft embrace.

Shinkai Shiona opened her eyes, saw Kuronuma Kiba's face, and blinked in disbelief.

"tooth?"

"Passing by."

Kuronuma Kiba helped her to her feet, looked up and met Shirakawa Momo's golden eyes, and asked with a hint of helplessness, "There are stairs inside, right? Why do we have to be outside?"

This detached house is a two-story building. If you fall down the stairs inside, even if you lose your balance, there is a wall in front of you to cushion your fall and prevent your clothes from getting dirty.

I'm not saying this to blame Shirakawa Momo, but simply out of curiosity.

But in Shirakawa Momo's view, this was a philandering scumbag trying to offer warmth and then woo his next target.

In Shinkai Shionai's eyes, Kuronuma Kiba was also standing up for her, and her heart skipped a beat and trembled slightly.

Sure enough, he will protect me.

That's great, today is Shionai-chan's victory!
Shinkai Shiona grasped Kuronuma Kiba's hands with both of hers. When he looked at her, she shook her head slightly, her innocent face instantly blossoming into a bright smile: "I asked Momo to do it, Kiba, don't misunderstand, okay—"

Before she could finish speaking, Shirakawa Momo interrupted her coldly: "To get her used to other people's strange looks."

Kuronuma looked around. The Shinkai family's house was located at the end of a small commercial street, and the shop assistants and scattered customers in the surrounding shops were all looking in this direction.

Shinkai Shiona subconsciously ignored it and was completely unaware. Normally, she would never let others see her in such a disheveled state.

"Ok."

Unable to refute, Kuronuma Kiba nodded and asked Shirakawa Momo, "Now, shall we go for a run?"

"Let's go."

Shirakawa Momo walked down the steps, glanced at Shinkai Shiona who was still clinging to Kuronuma Kiba, and a look of contempt flashed in her golden eyes: "Go back and wash your clothes yourself. We'll continue tomorrow night."

"Ah? Why is that?"

Ignoring Shinkai Shiona's cries of distress, she ran away, stepping into the dim light cast by the streetlights.

"The treatment is really bad." Kuronuma Kiba shook off Shinkai Shiona's hand and followed Shirakawa Momo, jogging slowly along the street.

A gentle night breeze blew, and Shirakawa Momo kept her lips pressed down, her petite figure exuding a strong sense of aloofness, as if she could write "Don't talk to me" all over her face.

Kuronuma didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he silently accompanied her on her run.

Cat is going through the worst period of her life right now, so there's no point in saying anything more. We'll wait until she's in a better mood in a few days before making any decisions.

An hour later, Kuronuma Ki took Shirakawa Momo back to the Shinkai family home and then returned to his apartment alone.

On the way, he sent a message to Shirakawa Momo.

[Kuronuma: A warm home isn't necessarily about a balcony filled with cat grass or a music room with floor-to-ceiling windows, is it?]
[Shirakawa: You're not too stupid.]
[Kuronuma: I will try my best]
[Shirakawa: I hope you don't use the allowance Ryo gave you to buy a house.]
[Shirakawa: I've already found a job and can earn enough to buy a house myself. You should be thinking about other things.]
[Kuronuma: I understand]
[Kuronuma: Where's the new job?]
[Shirakawa: Shimokitazawa]
[Shirakawa: Goodnight]
[Kuronuma: Goodnight]
For Shirakawa Momo, there is no difference between buying and renting a house, and it doesn't matter whether there is a music room or a balcony. What matters is the warmth of home.

This is also the most difficult thing for Kiba Kuronuma. Even if Momo Shirakawa's request is more specific, he can find a way to achieve it. But the word "warmth" is as difficult for him to understand as the "feeling" that Kanon Matsuzaka talks about.

Back at the apartment, upon opening the door, I saw Matsuzaka Kanon and Hatsushino Ryo standing on either side of the dining table, wearing aprons. Kuronuma Kiba curiously walked over to observe.

The two were making sushi, their nimble fingers shaping the plump, round rice into ovals. The orange-pink sheen and delicate oily texture of the salmon looked very appetizing.

"Ya is back just in time, because Hatsushino was a little impatient, so the match is scheduled for tonight."

Matsusaka Kanon picked up a piece of sushi with two fingers and brought it to Kuronuma's lips, smiling as she said, "Try it, I specially added red ginger."

Hatsushiro Ryo also cast an expectant look at him. The few pieces of sushi in front of her had no extra decorations, only the warm pearl white of the rice and the bright orange-red of the salmon overlapping, like the first snow covering maple leaves.

Kuronuma took a bite of the sushi that Matsusaka Kanon handed him, and while tasting it, he picked up the sushi made by Hatsushino Ryo and examined it closely.

The salmon fillet is cut as thin as a cicada's wing, revealing a clear, translucent color.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, he put the new sushi into his mouth and said without thinking, "Sorry, it's Ryo-senpai's victory."

Both in terms of texture and flavor, Hatsushiro Ryo's cooking skills are even more captivating.

Hatsushika Ryo picked up a piece of sushi made by Matsusaka Kanon, put it in her mouth, nodded expressionlessly, grabbed Kuronuma Kiba's hand, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

"Try baking next time."

Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at Matsuzaka Kanon and waved to her: "Kanon, you promised to make it up to me tonight."

"Seriously, is it okay not to clear the table?"

"There's still time to clean it up tomorrow."

"No, wait a moment, we can't waste food."

Matsuzaka Kanon had already heard about Kuronuma Kiba's absurdity from Shirakawa Momo. She gave him a reproachful look with her beautiful gray eyes, and slowly began to clear the table, preparing to pack the sushi into bento boxes for tomorrow.

Monday, October 11.

"Time to get up." Hearing the gentle voice, Kuronuma slowly opened his eyes and met the gaze of beautiful gray eyes.

Matsuzaka Kanon stood by the bed, a gentle smile on her face, and gently shook his shoulder.

She had already changed into her private Qinglan Academy uniform: a white shirt with a sleeveless sweater over it, a Western-style coat, and a black pleated skirt with thick, high-waisted black stockings.

It felt fuzzy to the touch—Kuronuma Kiba withdrew his hand, sat up from the bed, took the clothes from Matsuzaka Kanon, and turned to look out the window.

The curtains had been drawn open sometime earlier, revealing a clear blue sky that soothed the soul.

"For breakfast, I made bacon and egg sandwiches. It's nice to change things up once in a while, right? I packed up the sushi from last night into a bento box, and also made borscht. Drinking miso soup all the time gets boring. For dinner, hmm, Ya likes beef, right? Stewed potatoes."

Matsuzaka Kanon stood by the bed, softly sharing her thoughts on daily meals. Her straight, long black hair shone with a silky smoothness, and she exuded the aura of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Kuronuma sat quietly for a while, then got up and got out of bed, asking as he dressed, "What is borscht?"

This soup was not included in his previous recipes.

"Originating in the North, it is a dish that is widely popular in Eastern Europe, also known as borscht."

Matsuzaka Kanon walked up to Kuronuma Kiba and meticulously straightened his shirt collar and cuffs, explaining like an encyclopedia:

"Japanese borscht uses tomatoes as the main ingredient, paired with beets, and then includes beef, cabbage, onions, and celery. It has a unique flavor profile."

"I have no problem with the combination of beef and tomatoes."

After she finished explaining, Kuronuma had just finished getting dressed, and the two of them left the bedroom together to have breakfast.

Hatsushiro Ryo was already sitting at the dining table, still not wearing her school uniform, but instead wearing a burgundy sweater with black cargo pants.

She's not working today and is drinking black tea while reading a baking guidebook.

After Kuronuma Kiba sat down beside him, Hatsushino Ryo put down his book, turned his head to look at him, and said expressionlessly, "Greetings."

After saying that, she lowered her head and continued reading.

"morning."

Kuronuma nodded in response, picked up the sandwich from the white porcelain plate in front of him, took a bite, and then realized something was wrong.

He looked up at Matsuzaka Kanon, who had already finished breakfast with Hatsushika Ryo, each holding a cup of black tea and gently blowing away the rising steam.

Did Hatsushino Ryosuke just speak?

Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at Hatsushino Ryo, who was still studying a baking book. After quickly chewing and swallowing the food in her mouth, she asked her, "What did you just say?"

"Gui'an."

Hatsushiro Ryo repeated himself without changing his expression, took a sip of his lemon black tea, and then explained in a completely emotionless voice, "I feel like I'm getting closer to Kanon."

"Because you want to have a baking competition?"

Kuronuma's gaze fell on the book in her hand. The colorful illustrations explained in detail how much cream should be whipped, making it an excellent choice for learning baking from scratch.

Matsusaka Kanon's bread is indeed delicious.

"Momo too." Hatsushino Ryo shook her head, a hint of regret flashing in her wine-red eyes.

If Shirakawa Momo can continue living in the apartment, and Toyama Chitose can move in as well, this will be the warmest place in the world for her.

Kuronuma caught a fleeting emotion in Hatsushika Ryo's eyes, and a bold idea surged in his mind.

If you decide against it, there are no spots left.

Just giving Shirakawa Momo a warm home is already a headache enough, so let's not think too much about it for now. After all, persuading Hatsushino Ryo to allow it will require Shirakawa Momo to ask for permission.

However, this apartment is a bit small.

While eating breakfast, Kuronuma Kiba pondered the idea of ​​buying a house in Tokyo.

First, you need to earn your own money; second, you need to buy a big house, preferably a villa; and finally, maybe you can contact a furniture manufacturer to make a super-sized bed.

The last one is the simplest: it seems that the Hatsushino family owns a furniture factory.

After breakfast, the three of them went downstairs together and walked to the college, with two black cars following behind them at a distance of more than ten meters.

She didn't encounter Shirakawa Momo or Shinkai Shiona. After entering the courtyard, many girls greeted Matsuzaka Kanon, calling her "older sister" one after another, and she responded to them all with a smile.

Upon entering the teaching building, an unexpected incident occurred while changing shoes.

Kuronuma Kiba opened the shoe cabinet, and love letters poured out like an avalanche, scattering all over the floor—after the video of Kendo 8th Dan Han Shi's one-minute crushing defeat was leaked, his attractiveness to girls increased even more.

Even knowing it's impossible, some people still want to tell him how they feel.

Seeing the love letters scattered all over the ground, Matsuzaka Kanon slowly squatted down, picked them up, and put them into her white canvas bag.

"Can I handle these love letters?"

She smiled gently and asked, but her gray eyes held the gloom of a summer storm: "I'd like to invite them to the student council president's office for a short chat."

A terrifying aura spread silently. Kuronuma Kiba thought of the book that Shirakawa Momo had forced him to read, in which there was a sentence that said: "Within the heart of the same woman, there lies both the gentleness of a fairy and the terror of a witch."

Kanon Matsusaka is practically the perfect template.

"I have no objection." Kuronuma Kiba nodded in agreement, helped pick up the love letters scattered on the ground, and handed them all over to Matsuzaka Kanon to handle.

After changing into indoor shoes, the three parted ways at the stairs on the second floor. When Kuronuma Kiba entered the classroom through the back door, he saw Shirakawa Momo already sitting in her seat, and Shinkai Shiona standing to the side leaning against her desk. The atmosphere seemed very pleasant.

If Shinkai Shiona didn't always bring up the matter of reforming the band, Shirakawa Momo probably wouldn't have attacked her.

Kuronuma Kiba thought to himself, opened the window to let in some fresh air, then pulled out a chair, sat down, and started searching for Tokyo housing prices on his phone.

Considering the large number of people in his family, only the villa could provide warmth for him.

Tokyo's housing prices are higher than I imagined. In prime locations, prices are in the hundreds of millions of yen, and even in the outer suburbs, newly built affordable villas cost around 5 million yen.

Taxes and fees are also a huge expense. Although he has pocket money from Hatsushino Ryo, saving up for a few months to buy it wouldn't be a problem, Shirakawa Momo is clearly very opposed to him doing so.

Now that things have come to this, we must consider the cat's feelings.

Are there any jobs that pay quickly?

Kendo doesn't have much commercial value; it only makes one's resume look better.

Buy a bass and play in various bands? Most Japanese bands are just doing it for fun, and they make money too slowly. It's better to go back to Hokkaido and inherit the family business.

Just as I was thinking, there was a knock on the classroom door.

Kuronuma looked up and saw a female teacher who looked to be around 30 years old walk into the classroom with her lesson plan, stand on the podium, and introduce herself to the students below.

"Hello everyone, I am Nakajima Yuka, the supervisor of Class 1, Grade 2. Starting today, I will also serve as the supervisor of this class and be responsible for the math subject."

"As for me personally, I have some teaching philosophies to share with everyone, firstly..."

The new supervisor was a chatterbox, his incessant chatter making people a little sleepy. Kuronuma took out his handheld game console to perk himself up, as he was preparing to challenge Hatsushino Ryo.

A few minutes later, the new supervisor suddenly stopped speaking.

The familiar sound of wooden clogs clattering on the floor reached his ears. Kuronuma Kiba turned his head and saw Hatsushino Ryo walking straight up to him, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.

Her wine-red eyes stared intently at Kuronuma, and after a while, she took out her phone and sent him a message.

Since we still need to communicate by phone, isn't it strange for him to suddenly come over?

While puzzled, Kuroguma took out his phone and saw the newly popped-up chat box, his pupils dilating in shock.

[Hatsushino: I want to do it.]
"Now?" He didn't really want to refuse, but he felt a little awkward about it.

[Hatsushika: This afternoon, come home with me to see my mother.]
[Hatsushino: Your father is currently a guest at the Hatsushino house.]
"Ok."

Kuronuma Kiba put away his phone, stood up and said to the new supervisor, "Supervisor, I need to ask for leave to go to the Hatsushino family to discuss the marriage."

Hatsushiro Ryo clearly didn't care about the supervisor or the school. She took his hand, their fingers intertwined, and amidst the envious gazes of everyone, the two left together through the back door of the classroom.

(End of this chapter)