The party didn't end until twelve o'clock in the evening.

"If you can't get up tomorrow, it doesn't matter if you take a day off." The two wives told their daughters.

After watching their elders leave, the three of them got into the back seat, which was spacious enough to serve as a small conference room.

The car slowly drove out and headed towards Yotsuya Station, leaving the orange Tokyo Tower behind in the night.

After sending Rin Kiyo to the apartment, the two returned to "Jimbocho".

After washing, Miki Kujo lay half on the bed in an ecstatic posture, and said to Toru Watanabe:

"Take out the tool that turns you into a cat."

"Wait a moment...Okay."

One of the two was on the bed, the other was under the bed, looking at each other.

Three seconds later, Toru Watanabe said: "Imagine this: the soul leaves the body and appears anywhere within fifty meters."

"soul?"

Watanabe Toru climbed into bed, slept on the left side, and covered himself with a quilt.

The next moment, a white cat with emerald-green eyes appeared on the belly of 'Toru Watanabe'.

"If you could directly transform your body into a cat, I would have given it to you as a means of escape." Cat Watanabe explained with his beautiful triangular mouth.

Miki Kujo glanced at 'Toru Watanabe' who seemed to be sleeping, and then at the cat.

She lay down on the right side of the soft white bed, covered herself with a quilt, and closed her eyes.

After a while, 'Kujo Miki''s body relaxed, as if she fell into a deep sleep. At the same time, a ragdoll cat appeared out of thin air on the quilt on 'Kujo Miki''s abdomen.

Cats are pets and can be described with words such as cute and cute, but the first thing that comes to mind for this fluffy ragdoll cat in front of me is the word 'beautiful'.

With her seductive eyeliner, round eyes, extremely curvaceous back, velvet-like hair, tail of just the right length, and elegant sitting posture, she can be said to be a stunner among cats.

The Kujo cat raised its soft front paws and looked at it, then looked at its own body.

"It's pretty cute," she said.

"Actually, this ability is very ordinary," Watanabe Cat said. "It can only transform the soul into a cat, and it cannot leave the body for fifty meters."

Kujo Cat put down its front paws and looked at Watanabe Cat.

The two cats stared at each other quietly for a while, and at some point they laughed at the same time, and then the Watanabe cat pounced on them.

Kuta Cat jumped lightly, its elegant and beautiful body avoiding the attack of Watanabe Cat.

The two cats chased each other on the bed, under the bed, on the chair, on the dressing table, and through the bay window, and they fought for a long time.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the two cats stopped.

They were coiled between two human bodies, with their cat faces touching each other.

"With the night vision and dexterity of a cat, if you can turn into a bird, you can fly to the sky?" The nine cats shook their tails and were in a great mood.

"Maybe." Watanabe Cat said softly, "then we can go to the clouds to see the sea of ​​clouds together."

"good."

The two stayed quietly for a while, feeling each other's warm bodies.

"Sister, sister~" Watanabe Cat said in the night as if he was afraid of waking up the moon.

"What are you doing?" Kujo Mao also asked in the tone of a whispering little girl.

"Can you go back?"

"Going back to do what?"

The two of them were like children who refused to sleep, hiding under the quilt and chatting secretly.

"I want to sleep with my sister."

"Sex Cat...Sister, I want to teach you well."

"Um."

The cat disappears and people start to move.

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Watanabe stayed up all night and got up at five o'clock for morning exercises.

Running is really the simplest form of exercise - you have a pair of shoes and a path to run on, and you can run as long as you like.

I run from Monday to Friday, and on weekends I go to a nearby swimming pool and swim dozens of times in the 50-meter swimming pool.

I started jogging from "Jimbocho", and gradually became familiar with the scenery on the roadside, and ran to "Yoshiya Station".

Then run southwest from "Yoshiya Station", pass Suga Shrine where I once had a quarrel with the old ladies, and return to "Shinano-cho".

I bought breakfast for three teachers and senior students at a nearby breakfast shop with only a window.

At this time in the morning, the streets were deserted and there was no one around. Only the crows squatted diligently on the roofs, patrolling the forty thousand with their black eyes.

Watanabe Toru stood on the street that looked like ruins.

The scenery above the street is divided by wires, and as the autumn atmosphere deepens, the sky becomes increasingly lonely.

There was an airplane that drew a white line straight in the sky from east to west.

Watanabe Toru raised his left hand and looked at the dial, 5:46.

"Guest, your milk, and cheese fried ham bread..."

"Thanks."

"Thank you for your patronage! Go slowly!"

Toru Watanabe walked into the apartment carrying breakfast for five people. The feeling of missing his hometown gradually faded away, replaced by the joyful mood of looking forward to their meeting.

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On September 10th, Kujo Miki did not come to school.

"How is the progress of the costume design?" Rin Kiyono asked Toru Watanabe before the morning shift meeting started.

"Your set is being finished. By the way, you can see for yourself."

Rin Kiyono took Tohru Toru's cell phone, clicked on the chat history between him and Kiyomi Ogawa, and zoomed in on the latest design sketch.

She put her hand on her chin, looking at the picture with eyes as clear as the autumn sky, and her lovely face showed a thoughtful expression.

"Change it again here, the neckline..."

"Wait a minute." Toru Watanabe took the notebook with the vote for "Female Voice Actor Ichiban Kaku" and wrote down what she said.

Not only are the two of them busy, but the entire fourth class is working hard for the cultural festival.

They decided to open a fried noodle shop and sell fried rice and grilled sausages.

At the evening shift meeting, under the auspices of the squad leader, candidates for each position are decided, shifts are arranged, and what clothes to wear are discussed to receive guests.

“First and foremost the chef.”

"Emi and Chieko! Those two are very good at family studies. It's no problem to just become brides!" the female monitor said directly.

There was laughter in the classroom.

"Emi-san, Chieko's only classmate, is that okay?" Koizumi Aona asked with a gentle smile.

Emi had no problem and nodded directly. Chieko raised her hand that rolled up her shirt sleeves and said, "Makoto must come too!"

"Eh - me?" the female monitor pointed at herself.

"Chieko, if you let Makoto take charge of the cooking, all the guests will be poisoned to death!" Osamu Kunii laughed.

"Kunii! Do you want to die?" Squad leader Makoto picked up the chalk and pretended to throw it away.

"Teacher, the class monitor wants to kill me!" Osamu Kunii raised his feet and covered his face with his hands.

The classroom became noisy.

Finally, the male class monitor pushed up his glasses: "There are still two weeks until the cultural festival. Makoto-san can borrow the home classroom. If you just cook noodles, you can learn it quickly."

"Okay." The female squad leader wrote her name on the back of the fried noodles, "There are three people, and there are still two people missing. By the way, there are also five people on shift. The cooking team has a total of ten people."

"Let Qingye-san go." One girl suggested, "If she makes fried noodles, there will definitely be a lot of boys queuing up."

"Yeah, let alone boys, I really want to try Kiyono-san's cooking!"

"marvelous!"

"I'm responsible for promotional copywriting or food purchasing." Qingye Rin's calm voice was like filling the classroom with water, and the world suddenly became quiet.

"...Oh, okay." The female monitor came back to her senses, "Then I'll leave it to Qingye-san for the copywriting."

This is the legendary campus upper class figure whose personal will is superior to that of the class.

The so-called monitor is just the middle management.

"What about Watanabe-kun?" Another girl suggested, "As long as the food is made by Watanabe-kun himself, even if it is poison, many girls will willingly eat it!"
To be continued...