My love is abyss mode

Chapter 115 Cat and Snake Swap Home
After listening to Kuronuma Kiba briefly recount his story with Shirakawa Momo, Matsuzaka Kanon smiled faintly, her delicate lips glistening with a gentle, unpretentious charm.

Just like her everyday outfits, they are simple, appropriate, and incredibly elegant.

"I see, so your teeth are different from most people's."

Matsuzaka Kanon got up from the sofa, walked into the kitchen under Kuronuma Kiba's gaze, carried a tea set on a wooden tray, and returned to his side.

She calmly set out the tea set and brewed black tea with steaming hot water. Her gentle voice, mixed with the sound of flowing water, said, "Ordinary people act out of emotion, but you act out of desire. You really want to do something, don't you?"

It is clearly a question, yet it carries an undeniable certainty.

Kuronuma nodded in agreement. He really didn't want to let Shirakawa Momo move away, but he had no right to keep her there—a somewhat uncomfortable situation.

"Your teeth are very controlling, please enjoy."

Matsuzaka Kanon gently placed the teacup on the coffee table in front of him, sat back on the sofa, picked up a notebook from her side and unfolded it on her lap: "After hearing what you said about Shirakawa, I guess she will probably move back to her old apartment in Edogawa Ward."

"Why?" Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at her notebook. On the unlined pages, there was a front view of a skirt.

Kanon Matsuzaka once said that she wants to become a fashion designer in the future.

"Because she might be a sentimental person, for example, someone who always takes great care of her leather backpack."

Matsuzaka Kanon turned to a blank page in her notebook, picked up a pencil, and slid it across the pristine white paper, making a soft, gentle "shush" sound.

"That old apartment building must have been meaningful to her, right? That's just how girls are."

If Shirakawa Momo really moves back to her old apartment in Edogawa Ward, the situation will be quite dire.

Kuronuma would much rather she lived under his watchful eye, even if she had a cold face and said some sarcastic things every day, it would be much better than never being able to see her.

"Hmm, I'm a little uneasy."

Matsuzaka Kanon turned to look at him, her soft, cool hand resting on Kuronuma Kiba's hand, and gently comforted him: "I have a way, but it will cause other problems."

"Tell me."

"Shionai-chan made plans to meet Shirakawa today. What do you think about letting Shirakawa stay at my place?"

"Okay, what's the problem?" Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at Matsusaka Kanon, a layer of mist rising in her beautiful gray eyes.

This is indeed a good idea. The two families live close by, and the only concern is whether they can get along peacefully.

Considering that Shirakawa Momo stood up for Shinkai Shiona when they were in Izu, perhaps their relationship wasn't as bad as he thought.

"The problem is that I can't get along with Shirakawa."

Matsuzaka Kanon rolled her eyes at him reproachfully, then turned back to continue scribbling in her notebook, saying in an unhappy tone, "Actually, they get along quite well, but what am I supposed to do?"

Rather than questioning, she seemed more like she was being coquettish.

Kuronuma Kiba relaxed, put his arm around Matsusaka Kanon's slender waist, brought his head close to her face, and said with a smile, "You and Momo can switch places."

"Is it alright? You can probably guess that this is what I want. After all, I also need someone to rely on."

Matsuzaka Kanon's expression suddenly darkened, as if she was disgusted by her own heavy thoughts: "Besides, I'm doing this to use Shirakawa to heal Shiona-chan. When we formed the band, Shiona-chan was genuinely happy."

"No one got hurt. I was just about to tell you that Senior Ryo will also be having dinner tonight."

Kuronuma Kiba lightly kissed her cheek and said nonchalantly, "If you really feel bad, move into my house tonight and make it up to me."

"Really, I'll arrange it now."

Matsuzaka Kanon picked up her phone from the coffee table and sent a message to Shinkai Shiona: "What a pity about the new oven."

"Have you contacted Chitose-senpai yet? Is she still in Izu?" Kuronuma Kiba asked.

"He went back to Tokyo, but refused to meet with me."

"I'll go see her this afternoon; I have some personal matters to attend to."

"Well, please."

“Actually, I was just about to say that we don’t need to use honorifics between us.” Kuronuma ran his fingers through Matsuzaka Kanon’s smooth, long hair, his dark eyes gazing expectantly at her profile: “Kanon?”

"Okay, let's go see Chairman Toyama after lunch."

Matsuzaka Kanon put down her phone, turned to him and gave him a gentle smile: "Help me move when you get back this afternoon."
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Ding-dong-

Upon hearing the special notification tone for the new message, Shinichi Shionai immediately rummaged through her light green tote bag to find her phone, unlocked the screen, and checked it.

Amidst the melodious piano music of the Italian restaurant, Shirakawa Momo sat opposite her, her face cold as she skillfully cut the sea bass with a knife and fork.

"You should know that even if you specially invited me to a place like this, I wouldn't agree to reform the band just because of the price."

"It's not about the band."

Shinonome Shiona put down her phone, picked up a glass of orange juice, and brought it to her moist lips: "I want to ask Momo to keep an eye on me. Huh?"

Shirakawa Momo looked up and met her gaze, seeing sincerity written in her emerald eyes, before lowering her head to continue eating her fish.

Not having been attacked, Shinkai Shionai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile bloomed on her pure face: "I don't want to try so hard to please everyone anymore. Momo hates me doing this, right?"

"Oh."

"So, Tao, please keep an eye on me. Stop doing those hypocritical things and saying things that put a lot of pressure on yourself."

"I agreed."

Shirakawa Momo took a tissue to wipe her mouth, swallowed a small sip of ice water, and then picked up a piece of bread to dip in the sea bass seasoning.

Although Shinkai Shiona spoke in a light and airy tone, she didn't seem guilty at all.

In Shirakawa Momo's view, she genuinely wanted to make a change.

Shinkai Shionai is one of her few friends. Although she is annoying, she should be supported as long as she wants to change for the better.

"I'm telling you, aren't you going to ask me why?" Shinkai Shiona stared longingly at the sea bass that Shirakawa Momo had cut under her knife, her throat rising and falling slightly.

Italian restaurants are expensive, so she only ordered herself a glass of orange juice.

"I do not care."

Shirakawa Momo glanced at her indifferently, a cruel smile appearing in her golden eyes: "The sea bass is delicious."

Shinkai Shionai receives a sum of money from her biological father every month, enough for her to live comfortably and even indulge in some luxury spending.

In the past, she always wasted this money on various parties, often treating people to meals to maintain relationships, which resulted in her wallet not being very full.

"Please, you must keep a close eye on me!"

Shinonome clasped her hands together in front of her, closed her eyes, and prayed: "I need to confirm something very important, something that might affect my life."

"I've already agreed, what more do you want?" Shirakawa Momo frowned impatiently. She hated overly heavy words, and her voice suddenly turned cold.

"Peach, please move in with me!"

"why?"

"That way they can supervise me 24/7. I definitely won't hang out with anyone outside the band at the academy. Okay?" Shinkai Shionai opened her eyes, giving a pitiful look.

She only wanted to confirm whether she could get enough security from Kuronuma after losing her friends at the academy.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly received a mission from Matsusaka Kanon and Kuronuma Kiba, which instantly increased the pressure on her. Her turquoise eyes glistened with tears, making her look exceptionally real.

Seeing that Shirakawa Momo was somewhat reluctant, Shinkai Shiona stood up, supporting herself on the table with both hands, and leaned forward to get closer to Shirakawa Momo: "Please, Momo, I will get Matsusaka-senpai to move out."

If they still didn't agree, she would have no choice but to kneel down and beg.

We must not let Kurozuma Fang down, no matter what.

Shirakawa Momo glanced at Shinkai Shiona's voluptuous chest, forked a piece of sea bass into her mouth, and nodded indifferently: "Alright, I'll keep a close eye on you."

(End of this chapter)