My love is abyss mode

Chapter 118 How to Shut Up Shin-chan
The air was thick with the scent of rain, and puddles reflected the dim light of the streetlights. A cool breeze carried the slightly bitter fragrance of perfume to my nose.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at Matsusaka Kanon beside him. Under the black umbrella, she smiled and walked with a good mood.

"What perfume is this? It's a bit bitter," he asked, frowning.

"Moon Goddess, every month after Shionai-chan receives her allowance, she gives me a bottle of perfume."

Matsuzaka Kanon held an umbrella in one hand and raised the other to her nose, sniffing the scent on her wrist: "Don't you like it, Ya?"

"It doesn't feel quite right for autumn and winter."

"Hmm, Shionai-chan gave me a bottle of Mason Margiela perfume yesterday. It smells like caramel cookies. I'll try it tomorrow."

"It sounds delicious, but why leave the taste of the food around?" Kuronuma asked, puzzled.

“It’s a feeling, a feeling.” Matsuzaka Kanon turned to him and smiled, without elaborating, as if “feeling” was enough to explain everything.

"You like perfume?"

"I like Shionai-chan's feelings."

The two chatted as they arrived at the apartment building, where they encountered Shirakawa Momo and Shinkai Shiona, each holding a transparent umbrella.

Upon seeing Kuronuma Kiba and Matsusaka Kanon sharing the same umbrella, Shirakawa Momo's delicate face grew even colder, her golden eyes giving Kuronuma Kiba a disdainful glance before she turned her face away.

Shinkai Shionai was the complete opposite of her; her turquoise eyes lit up as she ran cheerfully to the two of them.

"Kiba, Kanon-nee, are you all ready?"

"Yes, and what about you?" Matsuzaka Kanon nodded slightly, revealing a serene smile.

"The truck has already left, and I'm just going back to pack up," Shinkai Shiona said with a bright smile, her sweet voice brimming with joy.

She stood before me, and even the gloomy, rainy day seemed to brighten up.

A gust of cold wind swept in, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.

Shirakawa Momo walked up to Kuronuma with a cold face, completely ignoring him. Her golden eyes looked at Matsuzaka Kanon with an icy gaze: "I need to talk to you."

"sure."

Matsuzaka Kanon nodded in agreement, bowed slightly to Kuronuma Kiba, and said in a gentle tone with a hint of apology, "I'll talk to Shirakawa for a bit, it shouldn't take too long."

After saying that, she exchanged umbrellas with Shina Shinkai, followed Momo Shirakawa to a short distance away, leaving Shina Shinkai to deal with the situation alone.

Kuronuma Kiba turned his head and met Shinkai Shionai's sparkling eyes, then sighed with a headache.

He was really bad at dealing with this clingy and overly lively personality, and just hoped that she wouldn't be too noisy, and would preferably shut up.

This is obviously impossible.

Shinonome Shionai took the shopping bag from his hand in a flattering manner. Her chestnut hair, tied in low pigtails, swayed slightly in the wind. She tilted her head and smiled, saying, "Hey, Kiba, I just happen to have something I want to ask you."

"Speak," Kuronuma Kiba replied indifferently, shifting his gaze from her innocent face to Matsuzaka Kanon and Shirakawa Momo not far away.

Hopefully, the two of them won't have a conflict.

"If I'm in danger, will Ya protect me?" Shinkai Shiona asked in a light, airy tone, her hand resting on her collar.

"No, if you have paranoia, I can help you contact the Hatsushino family's hospital."

"For Hanon-nee's sake?"

Why do you change how you address her every day?

"Well, because I haven't decided yet."

Shinkai Shiona turned to look at Matsuzaka Kanon, frowning in distress before breaking into a smile, her tone almost coquettish: "Answer the question first, and for Kanon-nee's sake, Kiba will protect me, right?" "Maybe," Kuronuma Kiba replied dismissively, his golden eyes filled with contempt and disgust as he watched Shirakawa Momo turn to look at him.

The cat's affection level seems to be dropping rapidly.

Forget it, anyway, after last night, their relationship was already nearing its lowest point, so it's too late to worry about this now.

"Right? Hey, you definitely will, right?" Shinkai Shionai was still chattering in my ear, it was really annoying.

Kuronuma frowned at her, a cold glint in his black eyes, and asked impatiently, "What exactly do you want? Do you have to get beaten up to shut up?"

"Uh-huh."

Shinonome Shiona's eyes lit up with surprise. She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, then turned to face Matsuzaka Kanon and Shirakawa Momo, so they wouldn't see behind her.

Today she wore an asymmetrical coffee-colored mini skirt, leaning towards a sexy style. She bent over slightly, and her round, pert buttocks bulged out against the leather-like fabric.

"Shut up immediately after you're done hitting me."

As she spoke, Shinkai Shiona made a "zipping up" motion with her finger on her moist lips, then turned back to give her an expectant look.

"You're hopeless." Kuronuma rubbed his temples, looking pained, and then slapped her buttocks hard.

Snapped--

Through the fabric of the skirt, the soft, bouncy texture could be clearly felt in his palm. Under Kuronuma Kiba's gaze, Shinkai Shiona's pure face quickly flushed red, and her eyes shimmered with a watery light.

She pressed her lips tightly together, stood up straight without saying a word, and her legs trembled slightly as if in spasm.

The air quieted down, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. The fine rain falling on the umbrella overhead was particularly clear, along with Shinkai Shionai's slightly rapid breathing.

After a while, she slowly exhaled a breath of sweet-smelling air, the blush on her face quickly faded, and her emerald eyes became clearer.

Kuronuma Kiba continued to observe Shirakawa Momo and Matsuzaka Kanon with a cold expression. The atmosphere seemed relatively harmonious, except for Shirakawa Momo occasionally glancing at him with a cold gaze.

Not long after, Shinkai Shiona made a "zipping up" gesture with her finger to her lips and asked in a weak, soft voice, "Can I ask you a favor?"

"No, shut up."

"Oh."

Seeing that Kuronuma was really annoyed with her, Shiona Shinkai took out her phone from the light green tote bag slung over her shoulder and sent him a message.

Matsuzaka Kanon and Shirakawa Momo didn't chat for very long. A few minutes later, Shirakawa Momo left alone with her umbrella, and Matsuzaka Kanon returned to their side and gave the umbrella back to Shinkai Shiona.

After saying goodbye, Shiona Shinkai jogged after Momo Shirakawa, while Kiba Kuronuma stood still, watching their figures disappear into the distance, and asked Kanon Matsuzaka, "What did you two talk about?"

"Some very important things."

Matsuzaka Kanon gave him a mysterious look, her gray eyes smiling as she stared at him, and said in a deliberately troubled tone, "I don't really want to tell Kiba, hmm, what should I do?"

"How important is it?" Kuronuma Fang asked.

"For example, Ya only drinks bottled milk."

Matsuzaka Kanon still told him, and took Kuronuma Kiba's arm as they walked towards the apartment building door, smiling helplessly as she said, "Honestly, she doesn't want anyone else to share Kiba's affections. Women are just such greedy creatures."

Even if he moves, and is angry, possibly unable to forgive, and extremely cold, Shirakawa Momo is still worried that he will be unable to take care of himself.

Thinking of this, Kuronuma Kiba's lips curled into a happy smile. Cats are still quite cute, aren't they?

The two took the elevator back to the apartment. Hatsushika Ryo hadn't returned home yet. After Kuronuma Kiba took Matsusaka Kanon to check her room, Matsusaka Kanon went into the kitchen, put on an apron, and prepared dinner.

While waiting for Kobayakawa to arrange for the move, Kuronuma Kiba sat on the sofa and took out his phone to contact Shirakawa Momo when he saw a message from Shinkai Shiona.

[Shinkai: Actually, my personality is terrible, you probably know that, right?]
[Shinkai: If I get too emotional next time, I hope Ya can help me; it doesn't matter how rough he is.]
(End of this chapter)