"...Heh, it’s only at times like this that you have a reaction."
Hearing this, Yan Huan speechlessly pinched its soft paw pad, wanting to pull it into his arms to play.
Just at that moment, the sound of the television slowly came from the guest room beside him.
Yan Huan glanced at the old-fashioned square TV in the room, where the morning news was being broadcast,
"Last night, a sudden fire broke out in a mansion near Lanshan, Kyoto Right District. After verification, the house is owned by the Sakuragi Family. At the time of the incident, the owner, Sakuragi Yoshi, died on the spot.
"Besides Sakuragi Yoshi, an unidentified charred body was also found at the scene, suspected to be a criminal committing burglary, initially identified as the crime suspect.
"The police department attaches great importance to this case and has dispatched personnel to Kyoto. Experts speculate that the cause of the fire is the illegal setting off of A-grade fireworks inside the house..."
Watching the serious-faced host of Ying Country TV broadcast inside the TV, Yan Huan, who was pinching the paws of Meow Sauce, suddenly froze.
"The case is currently full of suspicions, such as:
"Why didn’t the security system of the mansion get triggered? How did the crime suspect enter the master bedroom? Why choose fireworks to silence someone?
"This incident has caused dissatisfaction among the other residents of Lanshan Villa District, who have expressed their distrust of the management and security.
"The person in charge of Lanshan Villa District has decided to hold a public apology meeting at 14:00 this afternoon."
The host nodded and flipped to another script,
"The victim, Sakuragi Yoshi’s eldest son, Sakuragi Harutake, and his wife were devastated upon hearing this news, breaking down in tears multiple times while accepting media interviews..."
Yan Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the scene on TV of the Sakuragi couple being interviewed.
In the image, Sakuragi Harutake frowned, looking serious.
Beside him, Sakuragi Yuri covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly, seemingly overly emotional.
"Father, how could such a thing happen... boo hoo hoo..."
As she spoke, Sakuragi Yuri "sobbed" as she threw herself into her husband’s arms, unable to look directly at the camera anymore.
But no matter how Yan Huan looked at it, he couldn’t help but think:
Aunt Sakuragi, are you trying not to laugh, and can’t hold it in any longer, so you threw yourself into Uncle’s arms?
"..."
The news of the Sakuragi family’s patriarch passing aired, leaving Yan Huan somewhat surprised.
Others might not know about the fireworks, but he surely did, didn’t he?
He just didn’t expect the killer to happen to fall into Sakuragi Yoshi’s room.
Well now, Yan Huan’s one firework achieved a double kill.
Haji Killer didn’t think of shooting at first because Tong Yingying was chasing him; shooting would undoubtedly expose his position.
Besides, he had enough confidence in himself, believing Yan Huan, a mere high school student, couldn’t possibly beat him.
Even if he couldn’t win, shooting at the last moment was no problem.
Unexpectedly, Yan Huan was, as they say, "cheating."
Whether in fights or drawing a gun, Yan Huan always had the Kissing God and Fireworks to handle things.
In saying so, the things previously used did come in handy, didn’t they?
Thinking this, Yan Huan glanced at the adorable kitten trapped in his arms about to be tormented, showing a bit of a guilty expression.
"Repentance, Meow Sauce."
But in the end, Yan Huan decided to push all the blame onto Meow Sauce.
"Meow?!"
Hearing this, Meow Sauce immediately started to struggle.
With no choice, Yan Huan had to put it down.
"L-Little Huan..."
At that moment, from beside him came a voice like a small animal.
Yan Huan turned at the sound and saw An Le standing under the eaves nearby, having changed into a red and white witch costume, shyly looking at him in front of two elderly women.
The modern T-shirt from last night wasn’t suitable for An Le, a well-endowed girl, so Elderly Lady Jindai fetched a right-front witch costume for her to wear.
The overlapping right-to-left fabric didn’t constrain her as much, allowing An Le the freedom of breath.
However, it also highlighted her lush bust.
That lushness was slightly compressed by her arms, and below that lushness, the fingers at the end of her arms were tangled in front of the red skirt, adding to the girl’s shyness.
Underneath the red long skirt, a pair of not-so-thick white split-toe socks stepped on the ground, with the shape of the big toe protruding.
A headful of black hair, bare of any decoration or adornment, was simply bound at the back, yet enough to exude charm.
"Hmm, it’s truly suitable..."
"Oh yes, turn around and let him see, is it pretty?"
"Changed some fabric, try if it’s tight?"
The two elderly women chattered to An Le, and although An Le was extremely shy, she did as told.
Why was she so shy?
Because she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, there wasn’t a suitable size in the village, the one from last night was being washed, so she had to do without for now.
The problem was, the fabric of this witch costume was rather coarse, not some high-end material, touching certain parts of her skin felt uncomfortable.
In short...
Odd feeling.
After turning around, An Le originally wanted to jump a bit, to test the mobility.
But even just lifting her arms made her feel the heavy things at her chest wobble, so she stopped, quickly covering her chest with her hands.
"Oh, look, the young lad has his eyes glued watching you..."
"Eh?"
Beside her, the elderly woman’s reminder made An Le reluctantly give Yan Huan a shy glance.
Seeing him smiling while looking at her attire, seemingly thinking it looks good too.