My love is abyss mode

Chapter 100 The Devil's Game

The temperature dropped a few degrees overnight, and a cool breeze rushed in through the open window, causing a red leaf to fall between the pages of a book.

Kuronuma Kiba leaned against the wall, sitting in the bedding, his gaze occasionally drifting to Shirakawa Momo's delicate profile beside him. In the past half hour, he hadn't turned a single page of the book in his hand.

The kitten is so cute after its bath.

Under the warm light, her skin glowed with a lovely pink hue, her short black hair was damp with moisture, and her small ears peeked out from between her hair. Her golden eyes were focused intently on the pages of the book in front of her.

The gaze moves down the beautiful jawline, and through the neckline of the long-sleeved pajamas, the delicate and pretty collarbone is faintly visible.

Thinking of the youthful, innocent figure he had once played with, Kuronuma Kiba immediately looked away and brushed away the red leaves that had fallen onto the pages of the book.

The autumn air is so dry that it makes one's heart flutter.

Since having had three excellent experiences, my ambition and desires have been gradually expanding, and my nerves have become increasingly sensitive and unable to withstand any provocation.

The bittersweetness of happiness.

"If you don't want to read, just go to sleep."

Shirakawa Momo turned a page of her book, her face cold, and said in an indifferent tone, "I've already packed your suitcase. You can go see Matsuzaka Kanon tomorrow when you return to Tokyo."

"Momo, I think we can discuss this again." Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at her slender, bony hand, her fingertips delicate, her nails neatly trimmed.

"You've already filled all your spots. We're letting you stay here so we can monitor you."

Shirakawa Momo turned to meet his gaze, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she raised her face with a contemptuous expression as if looking at a pest: "If you make any moves you shouldn't, I'll immediately inform Ryo, and you'll be dead when you get back."

The girls' dormitory was completely different from what I had imagined.

Kuronuma resignedly covered his face with the book in his hand, lowered his body, and slid into the blanket.

It would be better to let Shirakawa Momo go to his room, at least he can hold her while he sleeps.

Now, their bedding is laid out side by side on the balcony, with Shirakawa Momo on one side and the balcony on the other. Above them is a wall, and they are surrounded on three sides, unable to get anything.

Before I even left for my study trip, I could sleep without having to hold my cat under the covers. Now I even have two sets of bedding, not to mention the wake-up call service in the morning.

That wretched cat! When we get back to Tokyo, I'll teach her a lesson: bad deeds have consequences.

I wonder what kind of interesting expression she'll make when her principles are broken.

Kuronuma removed the book from his face and placed it on Shirakawa Momo, then turned to face her. Because he was sitting against the wall, he could easily hug her legs.

"Momo, have you figured out how to help me defeat Senior Ryo?"

"I recommend Kendo. It has strict rules, and you happen to be good at it."

Shirakawa Momo glanced at him disdainfully, letting her restless hands wander up and down her legs through the blanket: "Anyway, you've already decided to join the kendo club."

"Matsusaka-senpai also hopes to reform the band and help Shinkai." Kuronuma Kiba closed his eyes, his fingers secretly slipping under the covers.

"I will not accept a band reunion; it makes no sense."

Shirakawa Momo lifted the blanket, took his hand away, and then rolled up the edge of the blanket and pressed it down with her leg: "I'm not short of money anymore, and I'm looking for a new part-time job."

"Won't you rest a little longer?"

"My life is already very good for me. It would be even better if you were willing to wash your own underwear, but it doesn't matter if you're not. In short, these are just small things that won't affect me."

"Still a bookstore?"

"I haven't decided yet, and I don't want to bother Liang any further."

Click.

The sound of the door opening interrupted their conversation, followed by a cheerful voice.

"I'm back~~~" Shinonome Shionai stepped into the room and saw two quilts placed side by side on the balcony. She raised her hand to cover her pink lips and asked in surprise, "Is Kiba going to stay in our room tonight?"

"If you don't agree, he can go back."

Shirakawa Momo expressionlessly picked up the paper bag beside her and threw it onto the low wooden table: "If you agree, this is his accommodation fee."

"Ugh—macarons!!!"

Shinonome Shionai picked up the paper bag, saw the colorful macarons inside, and looked up at Momo Shirakawa with a grateful expression:
"Of course I'd agree! Did Tao specially save this for me? You love desserts so much, thank you so much!!!"

Poor stupid dog—Kuronuma Fang sighed helplessly, lamenting that he shared a dorm room with three girls, yet no rosy incidents had occurred.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Shinkai Shiona was easily won over by Shirakawa Momo and happily walked into the bathroom.

The room's soundproofing was rather poor. With his eyes closed, Kuronuma Kiba relied solely on his hearing to conjure up a clear image in his mind.

She first took off her tight sweater and threw it into the laundry basket. The soft fabric of her tulip skirt rubbed against her legs and fell to the ground.
The warm, dry scent of cedarwood filled his nostrils. Amidst the clear sound of the shower, Kuronuma opened his eyes, looked up at Shirakawa Momo's delicate face, and said coldly, "Momo, next month, you'll definitely regret rejecting me today."

"I'm looking forward to it." Shirakawa Momo casually turned a page of her book, her deliberately rude tone mirroring his own.

She must have done it on purpose—Kuronuma Kiba closed her eyes again, pulled up the blanket to bury her head, leaving only her arm sticking out and draped over Shirakawa Momo's leg.

After a while, the door opened again.

When Chitose Toyama returned to her room, she saw the bedding and exposed hand beside Momo Shirakawa, and a sly glint appeared in her crystal-clear purple eyes.

She closed the door behind her, locked it, rolled up her bedding, and carried it to the balcony to spread it out again: "The autumn heat is still intense; it should be cooler on the balcony at night."

"It's already late autumn," Shirakawa Momo said without even looking up, not even glancing at her.

"It's okay, junior. If you get cold at night, you can come to your senior to warm up."

Chitose Toyama burrowed into the covers, lifted Kuronuma Kiba's blanket, and chuckled, lifting a strand of long hair behind her ear: "But be gentle, Senpai can't take a beating."

wow-

Momo Shirakawa decisively closed the wooden sliding door, completely isolating Chitose Toyama on the balcony.

wow-

Chitose Toyama reopened the sliding door, climbed onto Kiba Kuronuma, and used her body to block the door from closing. Her alluring face smiled as she met Momo Shirakawa's gaze, her eyes filled with provocation.

"Tsk." Shirakawa Momo glanced at the sliding door, her brows furrowing slightly.

I miscalculated; the wooden sliding door to the balcony didn't have a lock.

Their gazes collided, sparking fierce flames. Sensing the gunpowder in the air, Kuronuma Kiba kept his eyes tightly shut, pretending to be asleep. He just wanted to cuddle the cat tonight, what was wrong with that?

Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, the bathroom door opened, and Shinonome Shiona, while drying her hair with a towel, looked towards the balcony, tilted her head, and asked in confusion:

Are you going to isolate me?

"That's right."
Shirakawa Momo and Toyama Chitose answered in unison, simultaneously casting glances at her and telling her to get lost.

"Tooth, you heard me."

Shinkai Shionai dropped the towel in her hand and quickly walked to Kuronuma Kiba's feet. The duck sat on her lap, looking pitiful: "If my sister knew, she would be very sad."

Kuronuma rubbed his temples, looking like he was about to cry, and asked helplessly, "What do you want?"

Let's decide with a game.

Shinkai Shiona's innocent face instantly blossomed into a radiant smile, her sparkling emerald eyes fixed on Shirakawa Momo, as she lightly uttered the heavy price:

"I'm going to borrow mahjong tiles from a classmate. The person with the lowest score has to grant the person with the highest score a request, and they absolutely have to do it. Okay?"

(End of this chapter)