What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

The boy chose to interrupt her.

"Wait, who told you that?"

"Of course it's online—"

Kuang San's body was slightly startled, and then he replied without hesitation.

He stared helplessly at the girl's reaction.

"Tokisaki, I don't know where you saw this statement, and how did this statement come out..."

"But from my own experience, if you feed cats ... either goat's or cow's milk will do."

Holding Xiao Kailu in his arms, gently rubbing the other's little head, Fujiwara also said slowly.

"How is it possible, obviously on the Internet..."

Miss Kuang San still looked unbelievable.

"Probably a marketing strategy?"

The boy replied after thinking about it.

"But someone did post a picture that the kitten would have diarrhea if fed milk..."

Saying that, Kuangsan took out his mobile phone.

Quickly click on it, and then put the phone screen in front of the other party.

"Problems like water temperature can't be ruled out either."

"If the method is not correct, even goat-fed kittens can actually suffer from diarrhea."

Fujiwara also shook his head.

The person who posted did not pay attention to the control variable method, and the conclusions drawn in this way are obviously problematic.

"Meow~"

The kitten in the boy's arms also chose to speak for its master at this time.

After thinking about it, Fujiwara Oboroya spoke again to comfort him.

"Just like humans, cats may have different constitutions from cat to cat."

"If you are worried, you can only feed a little milk for the first time."

"Or mix some warm water with milk to see if there are any adverse reactions."

"If there is a little adverse reaction, stop immediately, if there is no more, just continue to feed."

While continuing to tease little Kailu, the boy casually recounted his experience.

"Well……"

Seeing that what he said didn't look like a lie, Miss Kuang San fell into self-doubt for a while.

"As for me, it's actually not the first time I've raised a cat."

"So don't worry."

"Because... I know cats better than you do."

Fujiwara Hakuya explained the facts in a calm tone.

In my previous life, I lived next door to the elder sister who had a good relationship with cats.

All the kittens of different breeds in her family were raised with milk, and none of them had adverse reactions.

Oboroya also helped to take care of it, and later raised cats himself, so he is very aware of these.

Compared with her, the girl in front of her was just a cloud sucker for a long time because her family was allergic to cats.

How could such a Tokisaki Kurumi be better than himself and others?

What the boy said made Tokisaki Kurumi feel very unwilling.

But even if you are unwilling, there is no way.

"Goodbye--"

"Meow~"

One person and one cat bid farewell to the third madam, then turned and left without hesitation.

It's completely different from Miss Elf.

The look of the other party falling into self-doubt made Oboroya feel very good.

It's not a sense of superiority or anything like that.

But just because of the other party's performance, he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

That's fine, as long as it's like this.

With this feeling in mind, the boy stopped in his tracks.

"Tokisaki Kurumi is just an ordinary girl."

"There is no need to get blood on your hands and bear the infamy of others for the illusory ideal of saving the world."

"Being obediently a cat slave, isn't it good?"

"This is... happiness."

Staring from a distance at Miss Elf, who seemed to be using her mobile phone to urgently search for more information about cats, Fujiwara Hakuya sincerely wished her well.

Chapter 18. So Good

Back home from the pet hospital.

I didn't do any special training today, but leaned on the sofa and took a nap.

The little black cat is crawling around on the owner's body in an unreasonable manner.

Fujiwara Hakuya didn't react at all as if he didn't realize it.

He was thinking about some recent things that happened around him, as well as his own future.

Ten minutes later, there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance.

"Saki, you're back—"

The boy smiled again and greeted the girl.

What appeared in front of her was a youthful, sporty girl with a single ponytail.

Because she has found a goal that she wants to work hard for, Xiaosaki does not go to the gym every day now.

But generally speaking, girls will always set aside two or three days a week to go to the Silver Gym to exercise.

After all, if you are always facing the computer, it is not good for your health, and it is a pity that the members who have managed to get it don't need it.

Moreover, the girl seems to really like the feeling of burning fat during exercise.

"Is Kailu-chan's vaccine finished?"

The shape of a heart appeared faintly in the two eyes.

The girl squatted down and smiled silly at the little black cat.

"Ah."

Fujiwara Haku also replied softly.

After playing with cats together for a while, Kosaki reluctantly returned to her room.

"You can't be tempted by Kailu sauce, you still have something to do, don't you?"

Patted his cheek.

From a single ponytail state to a girl with black and long straight again, she gave herself a sigh of relief.

Remove contact lenses and put on thick glasses frames.

Resume the computer from hibernation.

There is a notebook on the table, I lower my head in front of the desk, and return to my fantasy world.

For a moment, the sound of keyboard and mouse clicks seemed to be the only sound left in the entire room.

"Can not be done……"

After a long time, it seemed that there was some trouble.

Feeling overwhelmed, Kosaki suddenly stopped her fingers on the keyboard, and grabbed her hair impatiently.

"Well, it's completely impossible to go on like this."

Such a voice came faintly from behind.

"scare?!"

Kosaki hurriedly turned her head in a panic.

After discovering the familiar appearance of the visitor, he patted his chest with his right hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be scary, Oboroya."

Ms. Yoshida complained a little sadly.

"Is it because you're wearing headphones?"

Staring at the computer screen, Oboro Fujiwara didn't even look back.

After clicking the mouse one after another, the program starts to run.

A popular engine and system, and a streamlined, unremarkable UI.

Amateur-level illustrations, third-rate scripts.

However, just this level of things is enough to torture the child to death.

Undoubtedly a hit and miss.