The girl next door turns into a cat

Chapter 1 The girl next door turns into a cat
Looking out through the window of the bedroom of the new house, there is an unknown evergreen tree that is still luxuriant in the early spring of March. It grows from the courtyard of the neighbor’s house, and its leaves almost cover the window of Suzuki Mori’s bedroom.

"How do you feel about the environment of your new home?"

Suzuki Mamoru walked around the luxuriant leaves of the tree, looking out of the window, and behind him, a voice came from the door of the bedroom.

It was Yuko Suzuki, the mother.

Suzuki Mamoru didn't turn around, but continued to look at the new environment outside the window, and replied after a while: "It's okay."

After he nodded in response, Yuko behind him immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then, hearing the voice, he smiled.

"As long as you are satisfied."

Then there were a few footsteps, and Yuko walked up to him, and after confirming where his gaze was, they looked out together with him.

"There's a tree. Is it blocking the view a bit?"

"Are you okay?" Suzuki Mamoru felt indifferent.

Yuko thought for a while, and then said: "Yes, although it is a bit blocking the view, it is good to see more green plants. Since Xiaoshou thinks there is nothing wrong, then let's keep it."

"Keep it?" Suzuki Mori turned his face and glanced at his mother beside him.

Yuko also looked away from the luxuriant tree and looked at him.

"what happened?"

"It belongs to the neighbor's house." Suzuki Mamoru reminded her.

"Eh? Is it?"

"So "then keep it", this is not something you can decide. "

"What?" Yuko seemed a little upset when she was exposed, "Doesn't it show that I respect Xiaoshou's opinion, what are you doing? You really don't understand."

Suzuki Mori was speechless, his eyes paused for a moment, and he looked out of the window again.Looking around the dense canopy, on the other side, you can see the neighbor's house and a window facing him, which is estimated to be about 5 meters away.

The curtain behind the window was not drawn, and through the transparent glass window, the furnishings of the room behind the window could be seen.

"It's the neighbor's house." Yuko also saw it, "The room opposite looks like it belongs to a girl?"

Suzuki Mamoru didn't care, he glanced casually, and then turned his eyes to other directions.

Yuko continued to talk to himself: "Speaking of which, you just moved here, are you going to visit your neighbor's house? Are you going now?"

"Then I'm going to take a shower. The move made me feel ashamed. It's not good for people to see me like this. The first impression is very important. You can't let the neighbors think that a... um... um... moved a no Reliable neighbor."

"Then I will"

As Yuko was talking, it seemed that she had the idea of ​​taking a bath now and then visiting the house. Mamoru Suzuki, who was still looking at the new environment outside the window, had to sigh softly when he heard this.

"Yuko."

"Call mom." Yuko immediately stopped speaking, and stared at him with slightly bulging cheeks.

"Mother." Suzuki Mamoru changed his words, "I think we should settle our lunch problem before we take a shower and change clothes to visit our neighbors."

The expression on Yuko's face was stunned, and after a few seconds, he replied nonchalantly: "The visit I said, of course, is after lunch, Xiao Shou will not feel that mother has forgotten about lunch and reminds me specially. Really, there is no trust at all. Huh? What's the matter with your eyes?"

"No." Suzuki Mamoru looked out the window again.

"Obviously."

The cheek that pretended to be turned out of the window was held by Yuko's cold hand and then turned back, Suzuki Mamoru was forced to face Yuko's resentful eyes.

"The older you get, the less cute you become."

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Finally, when Yuko walked out of the room, Suzuki Mamoru stood helplessly by the window, arranging the messy hair that Yuko had deliberately rubbed.There was also the sound of her walking away from outside the room.

"I'm going to prepare lunch first, you rest for a while, wait for me to call you."

".it is good."

After a tentative answer, he straightened his hair and stood by the window for a while. His legs were a little sore. Suzuki Morisai pulled out the chair under the table in front of the window and wiped his fingers on the wooden chair. Visible dust, still within acceptable range, sat down.

Leaning against the back of the chair, his eyes naturally lifted up and passed through the window.The left half is full of green leaves, and there is a fragmented sky hidden between the leaves.The right half is divided into upper and lower parts, the upper part is the sky, and the lower part is the neighbor's house, which is built by one family on two floors.

Looking at the sky, Suzuki Mamoru's thoughts began to wander disorderly.

"Starting today, I will live here."

Some emotions.

Reborn, the beginning of a new life, as a result of being weak since childhood, the fragments of the hospital always flashed in his memory; his biological father had never seen it, and the only impression left was a photo and a stone tablet more than one meter high; his mother, Yuko, was alone Taking care of him growing up Although with Yuko's character, sometimes it is difficult to tell who takes care of whom.

But despite some difficulties, Yuko still tried her best to fulfill her duties as a mother.In the first year of high school last year, Suzuki Mori was seriously ill and was forced to take a year off from school to recuperate in the hospital, and Yuko was always by his side.

Until recently when it got better, after consulting a doctor, it was determined that Suzuki Mamoru’s body was indeed not adapted to the rhythm of Tokyo, and after fully listening to Suzuki Mamoru’s thoughts, Yuko wanted to take him back to Kyoto—it was said to be back, but in fact it was mainly because This is where Yuko grew up, said Mamoru Suzuki, who was only 4 years old when he left Kyoto.

In short, it was like this, the address was selected, and various procedures were completed. Not long after Suzuki Mamoru was discharged from the hospital, Yuko sold the house in Tokyo and bought the house in Kyoto—that is, here.

Official relocation today.

Thinking of this, Suzuki Mamoru looked back at his new room.But there is nothing to see. Beds, tables, chairs, cabinets, and furniture are complete, but they are all empty. There are only several cardboard boxes piled up next to the door. The items are all placed inside and have not been taken out yet.

I'm a little tired, let's tidy up later.

Suzuki Mamoru didn't move anymore, he just leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes gradually lost focus as he looked out of the window.

"Xiao Shou, you can come down to eat."

After posting for a long time, the time was lost in the inexplicable reverie without knowing it, until Yuko's voice came from downstairs, and Suzuki Mamoru came back to his senses.

His eyes recovered, he glanced at the time, then raised the phone above his head and straightened his arms.After a slouch, he put down his hands, and Suzuki Mamoru's gaze finally drifted out of the window.

The window directly opposite was the bedroom that Yuko identified as a girl's room. In the room that was empty just now, there was a figure, and it seemed to be a girl.

Yuko's deduction was right.

In this way, after affirming Yuko's statement in his heart, Suzuki Mamoru stopped paying more attention to him. He was about to get up and go downstairs to eat.

Just as he regained his senses, Suzuki Mamoru was stunned again.

From the corner of his eyes, a white light seemed to flash across the bedroom directly opposite.

The sudden flash of light caught Suzuki Morimoto's eyes, which were about to move away, and refocused his eyes. Then, between the branches of the trees, through the window of the neighbor's house that was opened at some time, he saw the white light flashed by, the first few The figure of the girl in the bedroom that I had seen just now had disappeared.

And on the table behind the opposite window, a white cat squatted in place.

It jumped out of the window lightly, and climbed down along the branches of the tree by the window.

Suzuki Shou was stunned for a moment, got up quickly, leaned forward, his cheeks were close to the window, and his eyes followed the cat's traces, but after the cat's leaps and bounds, he was still on the wall of the neighbor's house after all. Under the barrier, he lost the capture of the cat's trace.

Disappeared.

Suzuki Mamoru stood there for a long time, in front of him, only the shadows of the trees bathed in the sun and wind in early March were left.

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