My love index is at its maximum.

"Close your eyes!" she snapped.

"I'll help you."

"unnecessary!"

"Don't worry, I'll be perfectly well-behaved!" Tsukasa Tazaki walked over and gently took her wrist.

"Goo~"

Kuriyama Sakura didn't speak or struggle; she just swallowed nervously.

When she noticed Tsukasa Tazaki's hand reaching for the buttons on her coat, her heart began to pound violently, as if someone were drumming inside.

Unbuttoning and pulling back, the girl swung her arms in coordination.

Her short skirt slipped down to her feet and was stepped on.

Even in the darkness, her waist remained slender and graceful, and her snow-white skin was still irresistibly alluring.

A chill ran through her body, and Miss Kuriyama, embarrassed, clutched Tsukasa Tazaki's clothes tightly, her burning cheeks pressed against his shoulder, too ashamed to lift her head.

"Put on your socks!" Tsukasa Tazaki coaxed her like a child. "First step, lift your left leg up..."

Kuriyama Sakura obediently raised her left leg a little higher.

After both legs were covered in black stockings, Tsukasa Tazaki asked her to raise her hands so he could put the skirt on. Then he put his hands around her back and zipped up the back of the skirt, while constantly brushing her hair away from her ears and kissing them.

After getting dressed again, Kuriyama Sakura let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the sofa as if she were completely exhausted.

Tsukasa Tazaki went to draw back the curtains and, while he was at it, opened the fireplace door and added some more firewood.

The room became bright again.

Kuriyama Sakura looked down and examined her clothes.

This is a white long-sleeved dress that perfectly showcases the curves of the figure. The black background features small orange and yellow flowers, and the curves of the bust, waist, and hips are displayed to the fullest extent. The skirt is very short, so that if you are not careful, your thighs will be completely exposed.

"Beautiful!" Tsukasa Tazaki returned to the sofa, bent down, and took her hand. "Minister, please..."

"and many more!"

Kuriyama Sakura interrupted him and ran upstairs.

"asshole!"

"shameful!"

"This guy is absolutely stupid!"

"Don't you know I need to pad it to make this dress hold up?"

Listening to the minister's angry and embarrassed curses, Tsukasa Tazaki stood there in the first-floor living room, thinking to herself, "No wonder she always looks so well-endowed when she wears a dress, so she really does wear padding..."

“Minister,” he called out, “remember to transform into a catgirl, otherwise that thing won’t work on you.”

A few minutes later, Kuriyama Sakura reappeared as Kuriyama Catgirl, with a pair of fluffy ears on her head and a long black tail under her skirt.

Her feet, clad in black stockings, slowly descended the stairs.

Tazaki Tsukasa watched her waist sway and the rhythm of her steps; all her movements were incredibly elegant, yet subtly contained a wild allure.

"Where's the stuff?" Kuriyama Sakura asked with a smile, her deep, complex cat-like pupils narrowing as she stared at him like she was eyeing prey. "If you don't satisfy me, I'll scratch your face."

Tazaki Shirai laughed and beckoned to her, "Come here!"

“…You.” Kuriyama Sakura took a deep breath, clenching her sharp little fangs as she walked toward him.

Your Excellency swears!

Today, I'm going to teach this scumbag a lesson: Ms. Kuriyama is not someone to be trifled with.

Ok?

what?

Kuriyama Sakura suddenly stopped when she got within a meter of Tazaki Tsukasa.

An unusually alluring scent hit its head; it smelled wonderful and tickled the cat's heart.

Her tail tensed instantly as if it had been touched, and she stretched out her nose toward the source of the scent, sniffing hard as she cautiously approached Tsukasa Tazaki.

Finally, the cat found the source of the scent in his shirt pocket.

"Give me!"

"Give me this thing right now!"

The girl cried out excitedly, having long forgotten her status as a young lady, and immediately rammed into Tsukasa Tazaki's arms, tilting her pretty little face up.

Meow~!

The minister, now transformed into a catgirl, possessed an exceptionally clear and sweet voice.

Tsukasa Tazaki's heart melted instantly.

"Here, have a lollipop." He pulled the lollipop out of his pocket.

Looking at the catnip in his palm, Kuriyama Sakura, her voice trembling, used her last bit of strength to accuse Tazaki Tsukasa: "How could you use catnip on me... How could you be so despicable..."

Tsukasa Tazaki shoved the catnip right in front of her nose.

Kuriyama Sakura shuddered.

Despite feeling incredibly ashamed and trying her best to control herself, the allure of catnip caused her reason to evaporate at an alarming rate, vanishing completely in an instant.

Meow~!

I can't control myself anymore!

Kuriyama Neko-chan shook her head one last time, then opened her mouth, meowed, and snatched the catnip away, then lay down on the ground and started rolling around.

One moment it's wagging its tail, the next it's vigorously washing its face with its two paws, then it's stretching its legs out and glaring at the ground, and then it's rolling around on the carpet.

The meowing and purring sounds from its nose never stopped.

Is it really that addictive?

While taking photos with his phone, Tsukasa Tazaki shook his head and sighed in amazement.

This catgirl is finished!

How about we...

Chapter 360 Master, the coffee is ready.

His face was flushed and he was drooling.

Dull eyes, rapid breathing, body spasms...

Kuriyama Sakura is currently in this "broken" state.

"Minister, can you still speak?" Tsukasa Tazaki rested his cheek on his hand, lying on his side next to her.

"Ah... um?" Kuriyama Sakura opened her mouth slightly, her eyes were hazy, and her soft tail covered with fine fur, which extended from under her skirt, gently patted him.

"I'm going to start eating!"

Tazaki Tsukasa didn't hold back at all, grabbing her tail and giving her a good rub.

"Hey, let go..."

Kuriyama Sakura suddenly raised her drooping head and called out weakly.

At this moment, she was still in a state of ecstasy, her skin flushed as if she were drunk, revealing a charm that was inappropriate for her age, like a living inflatable doll, with even the details appearing quite exquisite.

Of course, the most impressive feature is its cat-like pupils.

The intricate patterns, beautiful as glass, and deep as the sky, captivated Tsukasa Tazaki, making him completely forget the joy of petting the cat and become deeply attracted by her eyes.

The person and the cat looked at each other for a moment.

Suddenly—

Meow~!

Kuriyama Sakura let out a soft, cute meow, a weak voice squeezed out with all her might, as tender as a newborn kitten.

Tazaki Tsukasa trembled upon hearing this.

Then, the fluffy triangular cat ears twitched, and Kuriyama Sakura stretched out her slender arms to hug Tazaki Tsukasa's neck, rubbing her nose against his cheek like a cat, her barbed tongue also busy at work.

How comfortable does this feel...?

Tazaki Tsukasa couldn't describe it; his mind was completely blank.

He lay flat on his back, one hand stroking her furry ears and the other twirling her tail. His mouth became dry and he had to swallow repeatedly to keep himself calm.

……

It took Kuriyama Sakura a long time to gradually come out of her reverie.

but……

Seeing Tsukasa Tazaki's wet face, the girl's eyes widened.

Beautiful eyes reflected boundless despair.

"You, you, you, you, you've committed a crime! How could you give catnip to a cat? Shameful—"

She was so ashamed that tears welled up in her eyes, and her petite body trembled violently.

"I just wanted to try it out, I didn't expect it to be so strong." Tsukasa Tazaki quickly leaned forward, hugged her, and gently comforted her. "I'm sorry, it was my fault, please forgive me, Captain."

Kuriyama Sakura opened her teary eyes and said, "Shameful, awful, I will never forgive you!"

Her tone was fierce and stubborn, but her expression was extremely flustered. Even so, she still tried her best to express her point of view.

"Are you sure you won't forgive me?" Tsukasa Tazaki smiled maliciously.

Kuriyama Sakura: "...?"

An ominous premonition instantly enveloped my heart.

“Minister,” Tsukasa Tazaki took out his phone and opened the video he had just recorded, “you don’t want to be shown like this in front of everyone, do you?”

Kuriyama Sakura's body stiffened instantly.