Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

"Not your cat?"

Rie Ayaka initially wanted to pick up the orange cat and chase it away, but seeing how gentle it was, she didn't do so.

"The fur is also very clean, it doesn't look like a stray cat."

The orange cat lay on its side on the desk, its white belly turned outwards, enjoying the girl's slow, gentle caress in an extremely comfortable position.

His narrowed eyes gave him a very human-like expression of laziness.

A cat's normal body temperature is between 38°C and 39°C, which is slightly higher than that of a human, so a cat's belly will feel warm to the touch.

"Does it have an owner?" Hanamaru Hanabi rubbed its belly, her gaze never leaving it, and she was starting to like this lazy cat.

The main reason is that it looks a lot like Potato, the orange cat from Grandma Chino's house next door when I was a child.

Potatoes like to lie on the roof tiles, curled up and resting, looking as plump as an oval potato.

That's what Little Fireworks has always been called.

Unfortunately, Granny Chino left a long time ago, and the house has been abandoned ever since. After that, Fat Cat Potato became depressed and died quietly on the roof where he always liked to perch.

Xiaohuahu was heartbroken for a long time because of this.

Hanamaru Hanabi kept scratching its belly. Its lazy, squinting eyes and grumbling sounds stirred up her memories.

"You want to keep it?" Ayaka asked.

"Hmm..." Hanabi Hanamaru nodded, "But it has an owner, right?"

"Not necessarily, let me see."

Rie Ayaka lifted the orange cat high and examined it carefully from head to toe. "Hmm... it doesn't have any identification tag or collar."

The orange cat finally managed to steady itself in her hand and was staring at her with lifeless, squinting eyes.

Their attitudes toward fireworks are completely different.

"Let me check if I've been sterilized."

"Kitty...do we still need to make this?" Hanabi asked curiously, knowing that Ayaka's family had several cats.

“Of course,” Ayaka Rie replied, stroking the cat’s leg. “Making it behave will also extend its lifespan to some extent. If you don’t want a kitten, it’s best to have it spayed or neutered.”

She handed the listless orange cat to Hanabi Hanamaru.

"It's a girl. She's so lazy and fat, she must have been neutered."

"So it has an owner?"

Hanabi Hanabi held it in her arms, feeling a little disappointed.

"That's about right."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about that then..."

The school bell rang, and Ayaka Rie glanced at the orange cat in the girl's arms before returning to her seat.

Hanabi Hanamaru continued stroking the cat's fur, and the orange cat seemed to enjoy it, rubbing its head against the girl's chest.

It's a little itchy.

Hanabi Hanamaru's face flushed slightly as she cradled the orange cat on her lap and whispered, "No, Kai-kun didn't even..."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl quickly shook her head and patted her cheeks.

The orange cat placed its paws on the girl's legs, stretched its tail back as it sat down, and tilted its head at her as she shook her head.

This lesson is a comprehensive Chinese language class, and Haneda Nozomi walks up to the podium.

Why isn't Uesugi here?

Takahiro Tsubokawa raised his hand and said, "He had an upset stomach and went to the infirmary."

"It's not serious, is it?"

"do not know."

"I see."

After offering a word of concern, Haneda Nozomi began the lesson.

Squad leader Kyushi Rika: "Stand up!"

"Good afternoon, teacher!" everyone shouted in unison, bowing to the teacher at the same time.

Squad leader: "Please sit down."

As Hanabi Hanamaru sat down, she glanced at the spot where Kaito Uesugi was sitting on the other side, and secretly took out her phone to send a LINE message, hiding from Haneda-sensei:

'Are you alright, Kai-kun?'

......

no reply.

After waiting for a long time, Hanabi Hanamaru, who was also distracted, had no choice but to put her phone in the drawer.

In the classroom, she would glance at the empty chairs every now and then, her pen tracing several circles on her notebook, and she would mutter to herself:

"Kai-kun...are you alright...? Why aren't you replying to Hanabi's messages...?"

The cat, Uesugi, who was stuffed into the drawer, could hear the voice of Mr. Haneda giving a lecture.

Although I don't know why a cat's brain can still understand human language, since it has become a cat, it no longer needs to understand any logic.

He raised his head from his prone position, and the light shining obliquely into the drawer shone on his white beard.

Uesugi Neko stared intently at the girl's blouse where her pleated skirt met hers, narrowing his vertical pupils at her fair and clean belly.

Its tail wagged behind it as it took elegant cat steps outwards.

###Chapter 151 Uesugi Neko's Leisurely Time###

What's it like to be a cat?

Uesugi Neko didn't know how to explain it, but in short, it felt very comfortable.

Cats are flexible, so they can stretch and yawn from all angles.

Its agile and nimble body allows it to perch on high places and enjoy a nice nap in the gentle breeze.

This is something that Uesugi Neko enjoys.

It is incredibly pleasant to stroll gracefully on a rooftop where humans would find it difficult to walk.

Most importantly, you'll get noticed and approached by girls, and naturally, they'll pat your head and rub your belly.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with casually approaching girls.

A cat's head popped out of the drawer, and its furry paws stepped on the girl's thigh, which was covered by stockings.

Hanabi Hanamaru naturally saw his actions, but it was class time and she couldn't let him be discovered by everyone.

She lifted him up by the waist with both hands and stuffed Uesugi Neko back into the drawer.

He muttered under his breath, "You can't say that yet."

In response, Uesugi Cat shook its head.

My cat understands human speech, right?

Uesugi cat yawned from inside the drawer and then stepped out.

However, just then, Hanabi was called upon to answer a question, and naturally, he was blocked from answering by a small hand again.

Uesugi Neko sat down casually, turning her head back and forth to look at the hand that was blocking her way.

Her fingers were a pale pink, slender and delicate.

Her fingers weren't long, but they had a lovely, soft feel.

It's the kind of delicate little hand that curls up into a ball when it's scared.

We're cats, so it's okay for us to be a little strange, right?

Haneda Nozomi saw Hanabi Hanabira suddenly lower her head and purse her lips, asking, "Hanabira-kun, are you alright?"

Hanabi Hanamaru peeked into the drawer, wanting to pull back her itchy fingers, but afraid that the orange cat would suddenly run out.

"N-nothing." She forced a smile that wasn't very pretty, but it was still quite beautiful on her face.

In short, it's weird and strange.

Rie Ayaka roughly knew what was going on, probably because of that cat, but she only glanced back at her.

"Alright, you can sit down first."

Haneda Nozomi wouldn't deliberately ask Hanamaru Hanabi anything, given her usual well-behaved and quiet nature.

Hanabi sat back on the stool, gently stroked Uesugi Cat's head with her fingers that had just been licked, and whispered to him not to come out and just to have a quiet nap.

Although it feels quite nice to have your hair stroked by a young girl.

But we're just a little kitten, it shouldn't be so obedient, and it shouldn't sleep in a cold drawer.

A young girl's fair and clean belly is often the most attractive feature to cats.

Following its feline instincts, Uesugi Neko reluctantly crawled out and climbed onto Hanabi's lap, following the hand that was stroking its fur.

"Is it uncomfortable inside?" Hanabi asked, noticing his resistance and looking down at Uesugi Neko's upturned head.

Uesugi Neko only glanced at her before stepping over the pleated skirt with her paws and burrowing directly into the blouse of her black sailor uniform.

Her warm, flat belly had the soft, tender skin of a young girl, and Uesugi Neko rubbed her head against it, letting out a soft meow in comfort.

Because of its more sensitive nose, the scent of lilies emanating from the girl was even more delightful to the cat.

Sleeping on it gives you a lazy, warm, and comfortable feeling.

Hanabi Hanabi's face was rosy and she was very ticklish, so she grabbed Uesugi Neko by the scruff of his neck and pulled him straight out of her little shirt.

Then she placed it on her lap, puffed out her little face, and stared intently at him.

Uesugi Neko raised his head, his eyes narrowing into slits as he met the girl's gaze.

From this angle, even the little red scarf on Xiaohuahuo's chest looks much bigger.