Macho Harem Paradise Project

Finally I can hold the little cookie in my hands instead of having it rolled up in my clothes.

?606 Cure

Yang Ming Xiuyi walked side by side with the cat litter and cat food he bought from a pet store he passed by.

The destination, of course, is the detached villa that a kind person gave to Yang Ming Xiuyi.

",,I suddenly feel a little regretful."

Utaha Kasumigaoka immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. Now they were really a single man and a single woman in the same room, and at the man's home.

Taking a peek at his physique, the instant he knocked down the bad guy is still vivid in my mind. If he did something to me, would I really be able to resist?

"It's not too late for you to regret it now."

Yang Ming Xiuyi said that it didn't matter. This was just one of the feasible options. As for him, with such appearance and temperament, if he really wanted to get close to a girl, it would be impossible for him to escape.

Therefore, he didn't care about Kasumigaoka Utaha's plan at all. At worst, he would just change Cookie's name back to Cannon.

"If Yangming Jun doesn't want to go to jail."

After seeing the slightly remote villa, Kasumigaoka took a deep breath and followed the man into the courtyard at the door.

I walked into the entrance hall with some anticipation, and soon my interest in the villa that looked mysterious from the outside dropped sharply. At least compared to the grand appearance outside, the internal structure was actually nothing too attractive. It was not as cute as the cookie that was looking around obediently in the man's arms.

"I don't want to eat prison food, and I can't eat it."

"Ah."

Such a frank attitude made her feel relieved. As a popular beauty in Toyosaki Academy, Kasumigaoka Utaha was aware of the extent of her attraction to men. However, after a brief contact with him, she found that he seemed quite calm.

Speaking of which, I got close to him without noticing during the lunch break at noon, and I didn't see any excessive behavior. He was just teasing the cat in his arms in a very calm manner.

Thinking of this, I still feel a little unhappy.

It's as if this man is denying his own value as a woman.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"Cookie~"

Cookie, who was placed in the living room, looked curiously at the human who was calling him in a sweet voice. His dark little eyes were also investigating the other person. He tilted his head from time to time, looking cute and adorable.

Although he didn't get close to me, the fact that he didn't run away immediately was a big improvement for Kasumigaoka.

In fact, animals' response mechanism to human proximity is more derived from their judgment of a sense of crisis. This is especially true for sensitive animals like cats that are at the bottom of the food chain. They have their own unique mechanism for distinguishing danger. For example, they are much more sensitive to unfamiliar smells and certain emotional atmospheres than humans.

People who adore cats tend to be good-tempered and even gentle when interacting with people, and the same applies to animals.

At this point, it also involves hormones, smells, etc. It is very complicated.

Cookie, who had completely calmed down after being comforted by Yang Ming Shuichi, was now very sure that he was "safe". When faced with the "strange" smell of Kasumigaoka Utaha, he was also in a state of sizing up.

"Meow~"

The gentle voice made Kasumigaoka Utaha smile even more. She tentatively stretched out her hand and paused in front of it, not moving forward to infringe on its sense of security.

When interacting with small animals, you should first let them get familiar with your smell. When this smell is associated with safety, it is natural to gain closeness.

"It's so pitiful that you're the only one in this empty house."

Kasumigaoka Utaha squatted beside the sofa in the living room, looking at Cookie who was slowly approaching her and sniffing her scent.

"I'm not human?"

Yang Mingxiu, wearing an apron, poked his head out of the kitchen with a spatula in one hand and said dissatisfiedly.

"Wasn't Cookie a cat when you went to school?"

"..."

Holding a spatula in his hand, Yang Mingxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he realized that the other party seemed to be right, he rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Do you like spicy food?"

"A little bit."

"OK."

In fact, the two people really got to know each other today, or to be precise, after lunch.

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt the somewhat cold cat's nose approaching her, and she smiled a smile that no one in the school had ever seen. She then looked towards the open kitchen that was emitting the aroma of food.

"Yang Mingjun is starting to cook now, are you trying to drive me away?"

"You are a novelist after all. Do you need me to tell you that I am the host and I am here to entertain guests?"

After being choked back, Kasumigaoka's expression changed, and then she smiled because of the touch of the furry and warm top of her head.

Cookie has begun to accept the smell of Kasumigaoka with a full sense of security.

She asked just now just to see if he really wanted to keep her for dinner.

If he brings out food for himself later, wouldn't it be extremely awkward for me to stay here?

Although from the brief contact, Yang Ming Shuichi is indeed a comfortable person to get along with. Although he looks a little scary, it is just the oppressive feeling brought by his body size. As far as his personal attitude towards doing things and speaking is concerned, there is really not much to find fault with him.

——Maybe he wanted to sit next to me before, and he just happened to want to sit there.

With this purposeless approach becoming familiar, Kasumigaoka began to relax his guard. After all, it was he who had suggested coming to his house from the beginning to the end.

As to whether there is any vague guidance in the words, the answer is no.

A hunger-inducing smell began to appear, and Kasumigaoka Utaha was able to stroke its furry head with her palms as she wished. After finding that there was no obvious resistance even on the neck and back, she finally put both hands on it.

——Cats are truly creatures that can heal people’s hearts.

As someone who likes cats but just doesn't have the physique to attract them, Kasumigaoka is now immersed in this happiness.

And when Yang Mingxiu appeared in the living room with a plate of obviously Chinese-style dishes and placed the plate on the table, Kasumigaoka subconsciously began to saliva.

——It smells so good.

When the food does not enter the mouth clearly to be felt by the taste buds, vision and smell are particularly important.

"It'll be ready soon."

After saying that, Yangming went into the kitchen and started working.

Cooking is actually a hassle.

Compared to stir-frying, the most troublesome step is the preparation of the dishes, including washing, cutting, preparing the dishes, etc. These are the things that really take up time.

"Do you usually cook for yourself?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but think of the fact that she usually ordered takeout, and she discovered that she didn't score as high as a man of the same age when it came to housework.

?607 Trust

"Ah."

The sizzling sound of frying and the fragrant smell continued to come from the kitchen.

Living alone, in a villa, with a cat, and food that looks tempting.

This is heaven.

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought about it seriously and came to a conclusion.

Just imagine that not only can I raise a cat here, but I can also eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and a strange sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

"There are drinks in the refrigerator, take a look at what you want to drink."

"Yang Mingjun, I am just a classmate visiting for the first time."

What she meant was that she was a guest. This didn't mean that she wanted to use this status to blackmail for any preferential treatment. She just wanted to emphasize her status. Even with his consent, she couldn't be too tactful and have no sense of boundaries in someone else's home.

Being familiar with others will only lead to a lack of sense of propriety and consume the emotions in your heart.

"Don't beat around the bush. Can't you just relax a little?"

"This is your home, how can I relax?"

——,,,Then you can relax as the future hostess.

As this thought flashed through her mind, a blush crossed Kasumigaoka's face.

"I asked you to come, so you are the guest, and the host's job is to satisfy the guest."

Kasumigaoka Utaha accepted this statement.

For Japanese people, this attitude of courtesy and politeness actually reflects a strong sense of boundaries.

Because he doesn't want to trouble others, he tries not to cause trouble to others. Conversely, he also hopes that others will not cause trouble to him. Compared with human touch, Yangming Xiuyi still prefers a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere rather than being restricted by rules everywhere.

When I opened the refrigerator, I saw some fresh-looking fruits and vegetables, as well as rows of neatly arranged canned drinks.

She picked out a can of coffee.

——There shouldn’t be any problem.

As a popular woman, I am naturally alert and know that such thoughts are rude, but I still do a quick check and find that the bottled coffee shows no signs of having been opened, nor does it have the undetectable pinholes that have been revealed in some news reports.

Then, she quickly began to regret it.

If I were worried about this kind of thing, I should go home immediately. I would be eating the meal he cooked soon, but I still had such doubts, which really made me feel ashamed of my trust in him.

At least Yangming witnessed a fight with a bad guy over a cat, but he kindly agreed to keep it at home. As a cat-lover, Kasumigaoka was unwilling to think of him as a bad guy.

Even if we consider doing it for ourselves, it is really unrealistic. It was me who offered to compensate him for the sushi I had eaten after lunch break, and I was even the one who discovered the bad behavior first.

The most plausible guess is that he wanted to show off in front of her.

But if he had such an attitude, then he would have to endure having the kitten in his arms for an entire afternoon. He himself also showed an unbearable ticklishness. He asked himself from the bottom of his heart, if Yang Ming Xiuyi did this just to show off his own ideas, then she would actually be quite happy about it.

This possibility is too small, and it is something that no one else would consider. However, as a novelist, Kasumigaoka considers it more and naturally has more ideas.

So why on earth would I even think of such a tiny guess, even though I knew it was unlikely?

What kind of mentality do I have when I guess about him?

"It's time for dinner, Kasumigaoka-san."

Yangming Shuichi's voice interrupted the girl who was lost in thought. She was so lost in her thoughts that she even forgot that she was here to take care of Cookie instead of entering his house in some capacity.

Placing the two unopened cans of coffee in her hands on the table, she chose one for herself and also gave him one.

Looking at her completely immersed in the delicious food, Yang Ming Xiuyi smiled and sat opposite her.

"I'm gonna start now."

. . . . . .

With her empty stomach filled, Kasumigaoka lazily leaned back in her seat. She couldn't remember the last time she felt something so delicious that she wanted to stuff herself with more bites until she was full.

At least takeout food can't do this.

"Are you satisfied with the reception?"

"...too satisfied."

At this moment, Kasumigaoka was already thinking about when the next time would come. Maybe she could just go with him after school tomorrow.

Food and cats, a subtle emotion, were pulling her thoughts.

"Pay attention to your daily routine."

"Yang Mingjun is concerned about me?"

"Yes."

"Okay, since you care, I'll pay attention to it."

As a girl majoring in literature, Kasumigaoka Utaha's physical strength and body are weak.

Staying up late to finish a manuscript is a common occurrence. I am not so exhausted that I can’t even lift a chicken, but I do find myself feeling very tired after the excitement at noon.

At that moment, her overly tense brain directly made her adrenaline surge, and only then did she realize afterwards that she seemed very tired.

The source of courage lies in the power that one possesses. When one finds that one's control over one's body is weakening and the environment is not absolutely safe, one's sense of crisis will naturally become stronger, even if the power that one originally possesses is not enough to preserve anything.

But for some reason, I don't feel too much vigilance now.

Just imagine that a beautiful girl like yourself appears in the home of a male classmate who looks tall and strong. There is no one else in the house except him, and you are also feeling tired. Either of these would be enough to make the girl's sense of security drop sharply.