The small voice was filled with triumph, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering event.
Haruka Yuzan's heart skipped a beat. Are you a dog's nose or something? To guess what I ate for dinner is one thing, but to also figure out whether I saw a girl?
However, upon second thought, it seemed that the former would be much more difficult than the latter.
After all, I'd been cooped up with Otome all afternoon, so it's actually quite normal to have a hint of the young lady's scent on me.
"Don't let your little brain wander too much..."
I was about to argue in my defense when the little girl interrupted me,
Misaki Saki raised her little finger, wiggling it about, looking all profound and mysterious,
"You're still too young, Little Haruka. You're not very careful in your actions."
As she spoke, as if in sympathy, two slender fingers plucked a strand of lustrous black hair from the buttonhole of the boy's shirt,
It was so inconspicuous that, at a glance, one could mistake it for a thread on the button and not even notice it.
The long hair stood out clearly in mid-air. Haruka Yuzan felt a pang in his heart. Oh no, this is bad.
"So, what do you say? Still want to argue?"
Misaki Saki chuckled, her little fist tightly holding the strand of hair, looking very smug, as if the villain had succeeded in her scheme.
Haruka Yuzan seemed resigned, letting out a helpless sigh,
Just when the girl relaxed and was poised to continue her onslaught,
Haruka Yuzan suddenly showed a look of surprise, pointing behind the little girl,
"Look quick, the Roast Meat behind you just did a backflip!"
A backflip by a fat cat??? What a joke, an utterly absurd excuse,
Without the slightest hesitation, upon hearing the words, Misaki Saki immediately turned her head,
Her cherry lips uttering frantic, childish noises, afraid of missing out on something,
"Where? Where? Where is Roast Meat doing a backflip???"
The plump cat in the back was lazily nestled on the couch, and seemed to be aware of the girl's gaze. Roast Meat even lifted its chubby face and meowed,
As if to say, do I look like I can do a backflip to you?
Those clear, foolish Bean Eyes, for the first time, revealed a disdainful and indifferent gaze.
"It didn't! You tricked me!!!"
Feeling completely insulted, Misaki Saki turned her head back, her expression furious, looking quite menacing.
"Oh, maybe I saw it wrong, my eyes have been fuzzy lately, not seeing things clearly." Haruka Yuzan apologized, "Now where were we?"
"Oh, alright, I forgive you." Perhaps it was her first time seeing the boy with an apologetic look, his profound gaze almost seemed to draw her in, and Misaki Saki actually started to get embarrassed and coy,
"We were just talking about....."
At this, the little one suddenly perked up again, although her cheeks were still a bit flushed, her unrestrained laughter was nearly unstoppable,
"Hahaha! Little Haruka, never thought you'd fall into my hands one day, huh!! Hahaha! You're done for!!"
With that, the sinister little girl raised her clenched fist, as if boasting about her trophy,
"Let me think, what's a good punishment for you!! I'll step on you barefoot!!!"
The girl's smile grew more frenzied, as the little person leaned her head back, like a wicked little witch without remorse, a miniature version.
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Haruka Yuzan inquired with an innocent and curious look,
"Did something happen?"
He appeared to be an uninformed ordinary high school student, handsome and charming, yet with a touch of dorkiness.
Upon hearing the question, Misaki Saki, who had been laughing non-stop with her head back, paused, as if suddenly realizing something, sat up straight, and spoke ominously, "What, Haruka, you're playing dumb now? You know, although Sister Reiko's hair is black, it's a bit curly, and Chiba and I...."
Like gathering evidence, the little girl rarely used her brain . However, before she could finish, Haruka Yuzan interrupted,
"What hair? There's clearly nothing there."
"How could that be! You're trying to trick me again." Misaki Saki waved her hand, glancing casually at her clenched fist, "You fooled me once, but can you fool me a second, third, fourth, fifth time??? Stop...."
"Playing.... jokes...."
Her voice grew quieter and less confident as Misaki Saki stared dumbly at her still-tight fist,
Her adorable little hand looked like it was grasping her fate, but... it was empty, the black hair had disappeared without a trace,
"So, Misaki, what are you talking about, really?"
At that moment, Haruka Yuzan finally revealed his claws, seemingly wanting to help the girl confirm, and reached out to gently pry open the clenched little fist,
The tender skin was slightly sweaty, showing the little one had indeed exerted a lot of strength, and her fingers were gently unfolded, her whole hand transforming from a fist to a palm, open in the air.
Misaki Saki just stared blankly as he moved, until her hand was completely open, her bright eyes turning into those clear, foolish Bean Eyes, gazing at her own palm under the gentle light,