My love is abyss mode

Chapter 70 The Cat is Furious (Please continue reading qwq)

Clearly defined clouds grow from the horizon and stretch into the endless sky, while the bright autumn sunlight casts shadows on the marble floor in front of the teaching building.

Upon reaching the shoe cabinet, the sullen Shirakawa Momo stopped and turned to face Kuronuma Kiba, who was walking behind her, her short black hair slowly rising and falling.

Her delicate and lovely face fell, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with disdain, and her voice tinged with resentment: "You like that woman?"

Cat's plan did not include contingency plans such as "Black Swamp Fang might like another woman".

"How should I put it? This is the first time I've ever met someone like Matsuzaka-senpai."

Kuronuma Kiba walked past her nonchalantly, opened the shoe cabinet, took out indoor shoes and threw them on the ground: "And Ryo-senpai also allowed it, although because of a certain disobedient cat, there is only one spot left."

I wouldn't say I like her a lot, but I don't dislike her either, and I'm quite interested in her.

"you--"

Shirakawa Momo clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and, unable to contain her anger, walked over to Kuronuma Kiba and lightly kicked him.

Speechless and furious.

Since Hatsushino Ryo allowed it, she really had no grounds to object.

"The question now is, what price are you willing to pay?"

Kuronuma Kiba bent down to change into his indoor shoes, then reached out and pinched Shirakawa Momo's cheek. Seeing the disdain and unhappiness in her golden eyes, he smiled and asked, "Come to my room tonight?"

"No."

"This spot is very precious."

"Absolutely not!"

Shirakawa Momo slapped his hand away, walked towards the girls' shoe cabinet, and said in a softer voice, "This is my principle. I will think of a way to compensate you that will satisfy you."

Sensing her lack of confidence, Kuronuma put the sneakers in the shoe cabinet, quickly caught up, and grabbed the cat by the scruff of her neck from behind: "No, I want it now."

"What do you want?" Shirakawa Momo muttered softly, her head drooping, her short black hair falling down as if she had her fate in his grasp.

"We can't spend the night together, but other things shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"I don't want to eat it..."

"If that's what you're saying, then I'll have no choice but to go back and find Matsusaka-senpai."

Kuronuma leaned down and brought his head close to her face, inhaling the warm cedar scent from her hair. He gazed into her guilty, evasive golden eyes and asked with displeasure:
"Originally, I could have at least gotten Matsuzaka-senpai's first kiss, right?"

"I already gave it to you." Shirakawa Momo turned her face away, not daring to look at him, but a faint expectation lingered in her heart.

If it was Kuronuma Fang who forced him, and he had no way to resist, then it shouldn't be considered that he wronged Ryo, right?

No, you can't have such despicable thoughts.

If he succeeds, he will inevitably fall into depravity when trying to stop others in the future.

Her face instantly turned cold, extinguishing the flames of anger in her heart. She pursed her lips and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty from her trembling throat: "I can wake you up in the morning, and you can be as grumpy as you want when you wake up, as long as it doesn't violate my principles."

"not enough."

"I can occasionally take a nap with you."

"Momo, aren't you taking advantage of me?" Kuronuma Kiba asked with a smile, thinking that it would be more appropriate for Hatsushino Ryo to do this.

Shirakawa Momo's delicate face flushed red from the roots of her ears, her shy expression indescribably adorable.

Under Kuronuma's amused gaze, she hesitated for a moment, then suddenly broke free from the hand gripping the back of her neck and fled towards the stairs without even changing her shoes: "If you don't like it, go find that woman."

Cats are so cute.

However, his awkward personality is still a bit of a headache. Shirakawa Momo's strong principles are not a good thing for him.

It feels like adopting a stray cat; it's hard for her to accept that she's become a house cat in a short time.

It's alright, Matsuzaka Kanon needs my help.

He could lure Shirakawa Momo little by little, just like when they caught birds by scattering wheat grains in Hokkaido. Kuronuma Kiba thought to himself as he slowly climbed the stairs. In front of the classroom, Ishiguro Go and Aizawa Tora were standing by the vending machine, huddled together watching the anime girl.

"Ah Hu, how did you come to like this kind of thing?"

Kuronuma stopped in front of the two, looked down at them, and asked with a puzzled expression, "How's things going with you and Komura?"

“I gave up. She only likes my money.”

Aizawa Tora raised his hand, crushed the empty can in his hand, and showed a resentful expression: "She made me pay for her drinks, makeup, outings, and dating every month, which is 20 yen every month!"

"That's really going too far."

Thinking about how he has 1 million yen in pocket money every month, Kiba Kuronuma once again realized how lucky he was to have a girlfriend like Ryo Hatsushino.

“20 yen can buy 50 regular figures and 15 high-end limited edition figures,” Go Ishiguro interjected.

"That's right, I will never trust women again!" Aizawa Tora shouted, raising his fist.

"Women in Tokyo only think about money."

"Fake characters are still the best!"

"This money would have been better spent on McDonald's!"

The two were of one mind, bumped fists with each other, and shared a common hatred for the enemy.

"Alright then." Kuronuma sighed helplessly, turned around and walked into the classroom through the back door.

That's fine too, at least we don't have to worry about their red hair suddenly turning green one day.

I never expected that my friend Xiaocun was a gold digger, but compared to the world of anime, my life is much better.

Clubs, shared apartments, classes, and the upcoming study tour—everything is painted in a rosy hue.

Tokyo is indeed a great place.

The classroom was quiet, and the afternoon sun slanted through the clean glass, spilling onto the old wooden floor.

Shirakawa Momo had resumed her usual indifferent expression, sitting at her desk, focused on reading.

The slightly rolled-up white shirt cuffs revealed slender wrists, and the black pleated skirt flowed down from her slim waist, the hem gently covering the wooden chair.

Educating a cat can't be rushed, so Black Swamp Fang didn't provoke her anymore. He returned to his seat, took out his phone, and called his hometown.

"Ya, you can't stay in Tokyo anymore and are going back to Hokkaido?"

A gentle female voice drifted to my ears along with the breeze blowing in through the window.

"No, has Father come back to life? I want to talk to him about having a girlfriend. She's the eldest daughter of the Hatsushino family."

"The Hatsushino family? I remember that child. Wait a moment."

After a series of hurried footsteps downstairs and inaudible whispers, a deep, serious male voice came from the phone.

"I will go to Tokyo before the New Year."

"She seems special?" Kuronuma Fang asked.

"That's a child of the gods. You'll only know the details after you inherit the shrine. As for your thoughts on the Hatsushino family, whether you want to get engaged or break up, we'll discuss that when we meet."

"I will not inherit the shrine."

The call ended abruptly. Kuronuma put down his phone, turned to look out the window. The sky was a clear blue, and the atrium below was filled with the scent of autumn. In the distance, skyscrapers stood tall in the sunlight, their glass curtain walls gleaming.

He had never believed in "aliens, time travelers, superpowered individuals," etc., but he never expected that one day they would suddenly appear in his life.

Tokyo is amazing.

As lunch break was about to end, the students returned to the classroom one after another. Not long after, Shinkai Shiona skipped and hopped into the classroom through the front door, her innocent face adorned with a practiced fake smile, as dazzling as the summer sun.

She glanced at Kurozuma, who was sitting in his seat playing a handheld game console, a hint of hesitation flashing in her emerald eyes. In the end, she didn't approach him and easily joined a small group of girls chatting.

(End of this chapter)