The girl next door turns into a cat

Chapter 2 Mamoru Suzuki fell in love at first sight?
cat?
girl?

The main body is a cat can become a girl?
Or will the main body girl turn into a cat?

"What is Xiao Shou thinking?"

At the dinner table, Suzuki Mamoru, who was still immersed in what he had just seen and heard, heard the voice of his mother Yuko when he was in a trance.

".nothing."

Immediately after answering, Suzuki Mamoru resumed his stagnant movements, took a small mouthful of rice with his chopsticks, and chewed unconsciously.

In two lives, it was the first time I saw that kind of fantasy power that I thought only existed in fantasy novels or anime. At the first moment, Suzuki Mamoru really thought that he might have misunderstood the so-called girl and cat, but are separate entities, girls are girls, cats are cats.The girl directly across from his room had a cat, and it was his delusion that the two were one, that's all.

But the more he remembered, thought about, the white flash, the clear picture, the more Suzuki Mamoru couldn't believe that it was an illusion.

It was true, directly across from the bedroom in the new house, that the neighbor's teenage girl would turn into a cat—or the cat would turn into a teenage girl.But no matter what it is.
"Xiao Shou?"

Thoughts were suddenly interrupted again.

Suzuki Mamoru had to raise his face and looked across, Yuko blinked at him.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki Mori asked nonchalantly.

"What have you been thinking since the beginning?"

"No." Suzuki Mamoru denied.

"Obviously there is." Yuko's voice dropped, muttering, "I was in the bedroom just now, and I yelled for a long time before I came down, and I stopped for no reason while eating, there must be something wrong .Still not used to the environment here?"

Finally Yuko asked him again.

Suzuki Mamoru responded to Yuko's concerned eyes, and replied: "Although I said so, I just moved here today, so it's impossible to get used to the environment here."

"Eh, it seems to be the same. Then" Yuko wanted to ask something, but Suzuki Mamoru spoke first.

"Don't worry, it's fine. I'm quite satisfied with my new home. That's right."

As Suzuki Mamoru spoke, he began to change the subject.

"Didn't you say you want to visit your neighbors?"

Yuko was successfully distracted, and thought about what he said: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"I'll go with you." Suzuki Mamoru said.

"Huh?" Yuko's tone rose, and she looked at him in surprise.

Suzuki Mamoru repeated again: "I said, let me go with you."

Now Yuko confirmed that he heard clearly, and looked him over and over again in surprise.This look made Suzuki Mamoru feel a little awkward, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Yuko cheered up. "I didn't expect Xiao Shou to think about such a thing."

"Just worried about you."

Having said that, Yuko, who was just happy, immediately turned down and puffed up her cheeks.

"What, it's impossible for my mother to fail in such a small matter as visiting neighbors."

"Maybe." Suzuki Mamoru resumed his meal.

Yuko was even more unhappy with this vague statement, and glared at him angrily.

After lunch, Suzuki Mamoru and Yuko did not immediately go to visit the neighbors, but started tidying up the new home first, taking out the things in the cardboard boxes and arranging them.

After tidying up for almost an afternoon, I barely filled up the empty home a little bit.

When the evening approached, Yuko went to take a shower—the new home was fully furnished, and there was no lack of various electrical appliances, so it was ready to move in with bags.

Suzuki Mamoru didn't bother, he just wiped his dusty face.

When Yuko came out of the bathroom, Suzuki Moriya just opened the door and walked in from the outside.

"Huh? What did you do?"

Wearing freshly changed clothes and wiping her hair with a towel, Yuko asked Mamoru Suzuki at the door.

Suzuki Mori picked up the fruit gift box in his hand, and walked in from the entrance, "You can't be empty-handed when you visit, I bought a box of fruit at a nearby fruit shop."

"Ah, it seems that Xiaoshou is really sensible." Yuko praised him, "But wait a minute, I'll blow-dry my hair, and it will be fine soon. Forget it, you can blow-dry for me."

"Row."

Mamoru Suzuki put the fruit gift box on the table beside him, stepped forward, picked up the hair dryer to help Yuko dry his hair.

After drying her hair, Yuko put on another coat and even wanted to put on makeup.The latter was stopped by Mamoru Suzuki.

"It doesn't have to be so formal."

"Okay." Yuko put away the cosmetics with some regret.

After everything was prepared, the sun had dimmed but the setting sun was still hanging intact. At this point in time, Suzuki Mori and Yuko left the house.

"By the way, fruit," Yuko turned around and said as soon as he walked out of the house.

Suzuki Mori closed the door, holding the fruit gift box in his right hand.

"I took it."

"That's all right. Oh, and the key, I don't have the key."

After closing the door, Suzuki Mamoru turned around and replied again: "I took it too, it's in my pocket."

Yuko breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I thought I would be locked out on the first day of moving."

Suzuki Mamoru silently glanced at Yuko, but it was just this look that Yuko found out.

The two looked at each other, and Yuko suddenly stepped forward, pinching Suzuki Mori's face with his thumb and index finger together.

"Why?" Suzuki Mamoru touched the place where he was pinched, looking at Yuko who turned around and left after letting go.

Yuko hummed in front of her, and said, "Xiao Shou must have disrespectful thoughts towards her mother in her heart."

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"Also, you actually said that kind of thing at noon."

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Suzuki Mamoru remembered the phrase "worried" on the lunch table.

What, I've been thinking about it for so long, and it's not worrying, right?
Touching his face helplessly, Mamoru Suzuki followed Yuko's back.

To visit a neighbor's house, of course, within a few steps.Suzuki stood half a step behind Yuko, watching Yuko reach out and ring the neighbor's doorbell.

Will the girl who can turn into a cat come out and open the door?

It didn't take long for the inner problems to be reflected in reality. The door of the neighbor's house opened a gap, and a female voice sounded rather indifferent came from behind the door.

"Excuse me?"

Yuko quickly replied: "Hello, we are the Suzuki family who moved in next door today, and we will be neighbors from now on."

After a short period of silence, the door that was only opened a gap was finally opened, and Suzuki Shou saw the person behind the door clearly.

It was a young girl, wearing a sky blue knitted sweater, her long hair tied neatly behind her back.The expression is very calm, the eyes - Suzuki Mamoru looked at her eyes for the first time, with a clean white background, the black eyes are black and white, very beautiful.

"I thought it would have vertical pupils like cats, but I was overthinking it."

"This is Yucheng's house, I'm sorry, please let me tell mother."

After appearing and sizing up the two of them, the girl behind the door bowed slightly, and the voice when she spoke, if one had to describe it, was like the air in early March gently brushing her cheeks at this moment.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Yuko said.

The girl turned around.

Suzuki Mamoru was not concerned about the next thing. Not long after the girl left, Mrs. Yucheng appeared at the entrance and exchanged pleasantries with Yuko.

Noriki Suzuki continued to think about the girl.

No matter how you look at it, nothing abnormal can be seen.I wanted to ask Mrs. Yucheng, who was chatting with Yuko in front of me, indirectly, if she had any cats at home, but it was too deliberate, so I had to give up.

The door-to-door visit ended soon, and Suzuki Mamoru and Yuko walked back home. Yuko was holding a return gift from Yucheng's family, which was probably a box of Kyoto's specialty snacks.

"Let's just say, I can't do such a small thing well." Yuko seemed very proud of the conversation she had just had with her neighbor, Mrs. Yucheng. The short walk home was like walking on a red carpet. "Gentle, dignified, considerate and enthusiastic." My neighbor, did mom show it just now?"

"Really." Yuko looked like a child who wanted to be recognized now, and Suzuki Mamoru reluctantly agreed with her boast.

"Hmph, so, Xiao Shou, you still question your mother?"

In Yuko's soliloquies, Suzuki Mamoru came to the door of the house and opened the door with a key.

It wasn't until he entered the house and closed the door, and was changing slippers at the entrance, that Yuko seemed to have discovered something, stopped talking to himself, and stopped Suzuki Mamoru who wanted to go upstairs to his room.

"Xiao Shou."

"What's the matter?" Suzuki Mamoru took back the steps that had already stepped on the stairs on the second floor, and turned to Yuko.

Yuko looked at him suspiciously, making Suzuki Mamoru wonder if there was something on his face.

He gently scratched his face with his index finger, and asked again, "What's the matter?"

Yuko finally replied, with a surprising voice: "Have you fallen in love with that girl from the neighbor's house?"

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Yuko continued to speak, talking about her deduction.

"It's absolutely impossible for you to do things like visiting neighbors before, right? Then you suddenly followed suit today."

"And when I just visited, mom, I paid special attention to Xiaoshou. When the girl opened the door, you stared at her very seriously. When she left, you became less interested."

"On the way back, you still looked lost, and you ignored your mother."

In summary, Yuko made a conclusion: "It's because you met the girl opposite the window when you were in the bedroom at noon, and Xiaoshou fell in love at first sight right away. That's right, right?"

"." There was nothing logically unreasonable, so that Mamoru Suzuki had nothing to say for a while.However, this silence was regarded as tacit consent by Yuko.

Yuko laughed immediately: "Well, let's just say it, no wonder Xiaoshou was absent-minded during lunch today, and even proposed to visit the neighbors with his mother. In fact, he wanted to meet that girl, right?"

"But it is true. It is also at this age."

Yuko sighed.

"And that girl is really pretty"

Then, Yuko began to encourage Suzuki Mamoru solemnly.

"But it's okay. Xiao Shou is also very handsome. If you want to chase girls, it must be easy."

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Suzuki Mamoru soon stopped listening to Yuko's nonsense, and after a long sigh, he turned and walked upstairs.Yuko, who is immersed in his own world, can't explain it. Any denial he has now will become an excuse, or be considered "pure shyness".

What's more, Yuko's logic is really hard to argue against.
It’s just that the imagination is still limited. If you are more daring, you should imagine that it’s not that Suzuki Mamoru fell in love with the girl at first sight, but because the girl who will turn into a cat is really curious.

But Yuko was right about one thing.

Amid Yuko's dissatisfied shouts behind him, Suzuki Mamoru walked up, and he could not help recalling the appearance of the girl he had just seen in his mind.

The neat long hair, the black and white eyes, the facial features are all upright and beautiful, and the slightly cold voice when the cherry-colored lips open and close are all impressive.

That girl was indeed beautiful.

After dinner, it was evening.Before going to bed, Suzuki Mori went to the sink to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, he stared blankly at himself in the half-length mirror in front of him.

Another sentence - what Yuko said when I came back this afternoon - "Xiao Mori is also very handsome, if you want to chase girls, it must be easy."

This sentence is also true.

Even modestly speaking, his skin is good-looking enough. If he is not modest, he can be dubbed the usual introductory words on the Japanese Internet, "the most beautiful boy" and the like, although it is shameful but acceptable.

Probably this is the power of genes. Both father and mother, Yuko, have outstanding looks. As their son, he lives up to this gene.

The only shortcoming is probably inherited from his father, and he has been weak and sick since he was a child.Genes are not partial, and its power is also revealed at such times.

After washing up, Mamoru Suzuki left the sink.Passing the living room before going upstairs, he saw Yuko lying on the sofa, watching a soap opera with a tablet in one hand, and holding a round snack in the other.

"What are you eating?" Suzuki Mori paused, then walked over and sat down next to Yuko.

Yuko glanced at him and paused the video on the tablet.The living room became quiet, and Yuko also sat up a little.

"It's the dim sum sent by the neighbor. It tastes good. Do you want to eat it?" She pointed to the dim sum on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Just finished brushing my teeth."

"Okay." Yuko took another bite of the snack and said vaguely, "Going to sleep?"

"Ah."

"So early."

"You too."

"I can't sleep anymore."

"Didn't you say you were tired from moving in the afternoon?"

"Afternoon is afternoon, and evening is night. Being sleepy in the afternoon doesn't mean sleepy at night. Also—" Yuko was in that unconvinced girlish posture again, obviously in her 30s, "It's not Xiaoshou's turn to teach mom a lesson. "

"Okay." Suzuki Mamoru responded casually, "Then I'll go back to my room."

"Huh?" Yuko said again.

"what happened?"

After Yuko swallowed the snack in her mouth, she looked up at Mamoru Suzuki, who sat next to her and was taller than her, "Aren't you going to sleep with mom?"

Suzuki Mori looked calm, "Mother, you have grown up, and it's time to get rid of your dependence on children."

"What, this kind of words?" Yuko wiped the hand that had squeezed the dim sum on Suzuki Mori's pants, "Am I the mother or are you the mother?"

Suzuki Mamoru looked down at the gray marks on his trousers, feeling helpless.

"you are."

"It's about the same." Yuko was satisfied, "Then go back to your room and sleep. By the way, let me ask again, how do you feel about your new home?"

Suzuki Mamoru thought about it, and the first impression of the new home that came to mind was the mysterious girl next door, and her other form, a cat with white and translucent hair.

So, he replied seriously: "So far, it's not bad."

"That's good." Yuko smiled, "Good night, Xiaoshu."

"Good night."

(End of this chapter)