My love is abyss mode

Chapter 99 Cat: Feeding the Dog
After queuing up at a dessert shop that's gone viral on social media and buying a box of cream puffs and a box of their signature macarons, Kuronuma took a taxi directly back to Shuzenji town.

As dusk approached, the orange-red sun slowly sank behind the mountains, while the sky was still bright.

As I lifted the curtain of the hot spring inn and climbed the stairs, I could faintly hear a girl sobbing in the second-floor corridor.

Kuronuma Kiba glanced back at the closed door of Inada Miyabi's room, then continued upstairs without a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

It's not like a life-or-death separation. Tokyo is a complex, huge, and indifferent city, but it only covers an area of ​​2199.94 square kilometers. There are 1418 million people living here, and countless people meet or part ways every day.

Stepping onto the third-floor corridor, he went straight to Shirakawa Momo's room and knocked on the door: "Momo, it's me."

After a series of light footsteps, the door clicked open.

Shirakawa Momo's delicate face was filled with impatience, as if she was annoyed that the extra noise was disturbing her concentration.

"come in."

"Did Inada Supervisor tell everyone about his resignation?" Kuronuma handed her the paper bag, went into the room, and closed the door behind him.

The pile of magazines next to the low wooden table has disappeared, and a mobile phone on the table is playing an interesting animal documentary.

"A notification was sent in the class group."

Shirakawa Momo took the paper bag, placed it on the low wooden table, sat down with her pleated skirt tucked under, and focused her golden eyes on her phone screen.

Kuronuma then noticed that she was wearing the black sailor uniform from the private Gunsei Academy.

Cat doesn't seem to have many clothes; she only has a few pieces over and over again. Given her frugal nature, she probably wouldn't be willing to waste money on clothes like that.

He sat down behind Shirakawa Momo, reached out and pulled her into his arms, his gaze passing over her thin shoulders to watch the newborn bird leaping off the cliff on the screen.

[This one, which was reincarnated right after being born, is a white-cheeked black swallow cub.]
[Its down density is three times that of a down jacket.]
[Can mitigate most of the impact]
[Let them.]
In the video, a bird that had jumped off a cliff crashes into a rock, causing the narrator to pause awkwardly before continuing.

Let them die peacefully.
Kuronuma Kiba inhaled the warm cedar scent emanating from her short black hair, and glanced at Shirakawa Momo's captivating smile.

Unlike the usual sarcastic sneer, this was a smile that came from a good mood and was captivating.

A puppet that can only move its eyelids—its humor is indeed quite cruel.

He reached out and ruffled Shirakawa Momo's hair, and while she was in a good mood, he whispered in her ear, "How about I take you shopping for clothes after we get back to Tokyo?"

"?" She turned her head to meet Kuronuma's gaze, the smile on her face dissipated by the cold wind, her golden eyes filled with indifference.

During the long silence, only the commentator's voice continued, and an awkward atmosphere separated the two.

The two can go shopping together, but they are not in a relationship where they can "buy clothes for each other".

Realizing he had crossed Shirakawa Momo's line, Kuronuma Kiba swallowed hard, reached out and straightened her head, letting the cat continue watching the animal documentary:

"I don't mean to pity or sympathize with you, I just think you're so cute."

"Heh, go buy it for Matsusaka Kanon."

Following Shirakawa Momo's familiar cold laugh came the expected rejection, with every word spoken perfectly matching her expectations.

Judging from the cat's indifferent expression, she really didn't want it.

Black Swamp Tooth temporarily abandoned this idea and continued watching the animal documentary, where a nest of white-cheeked black swallows was reduced to only one chick.

"Why do they build their nests on cliffs?" he suddenly asked.

"Avoiding natural enemies."

"I feel that the mortality rate of jumping off a cliff is higher than that of natural enemies."

"I suggest you use the same care you have for White-cheeked Black Swallow to care for yourself." Shirakawa Momo took out a macaron from a paper bag in the dessert shop, opened the plastic box, brought it to her nose and sniffed it lightly, frowning unhappily: "Disgusting, it tastes like cheap artificial flavoring."

"The online reviews are clearly very good." Kuronuma gripped the back of her neck, suspecting that the cat was saying this on purpose.

"I only trust my gut feeling; those popular stores rely almost entirely on marketing."

Shirakawa Momo forcefully shook off his hand, resealed the macaron box, and put it back in the paper bag: "We can't waste food. Let's leave it for Shionai. She's not a picky eater."

Hearing her say that, Kuronuma felt inexplicably like he was feeding the dog the family's leftovers, and Shinkai Shiona's image in his mind became even more pitiful.

He couldn't bear to look at Shinkai Shionai's tearful expression when she returned tonight and received the macarons from Shirakawa Momo.

So miserable.

Shirakawa Momo took out a cream puff, smelled it, popped it into her mouth, picked up her phone, paused the documentary, and opened another video: "Continuing with the previous topic, you're famous now."

"what?"

Kuronuma Kiba took the phone she handed him; the video cover featured a photo of Toyama Jusaburo, the one he had taken himself.

The video shows Ba Dan Fan Shi suffering a crushing defeat in one minute, getting ruthlessly humiliated. The title is very eye-catching.

[A novice kendo player effortlessly defeats an eighth-dan master in a minute!]
With over 100,000 likes and tens of thousands of comments, this video is poised to go viral in Japan, a country with a strong senior-junior culture.

Video posted by: LoveTrap Band
Clicking into Kuronuma's homepage and zooming in on his profile picture reveals a photo taken in a practice room. The four familiar faces are each sitting in front of their instruments, and their expressions suggest a very harmonious atmosphere.

"What is this account?"

"The band's account was managed by Shionai. Thanks to her, even though the band never had a performance, they still had some fame."

Shirakawa Momo didn't want him to see the old rehearsal clips, so she took back her phone and replayed the animal documentary: "If you don't want to be famous, go tell Shionai to delete the video right away. She's very good at creating hype online."

This is also a talent, as can be seen from the college forum.

No wonder Shinkai Shiona wasn't clingy like usual today, and even chased him away; it turns out she was asking her friends to do these things.

Kuronuma shrugged indifferently and said in a nonchalant tone, "You know, I've never cared what other people think of me, especially those who are not as good as me."

"It's good that you don't care. I've already told Ryo, and she said we don't need to care about the official kendo organization." Shirakawa Momo nodded gently, picked up a cream puff with two fingers, and put it in her mouth.

Kuronuma's actions will undoubtedly affect the interests of many people, especially those who make a living through kendo. However, in the face of the conglomerates that control the economic lifeline, the entire kendo association is no match for them.

For example, if the cost of raw materials for making bamboo swords and protective gear increases, factories will stop producing them, no companies will sponsor competitions, and even the media will stop promoting them. Kendo will then become a niche hobby for a small number of people.

But has the cat already considered the impact on him?
Kuronuma gazed at Shirakawa Momo's profile, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her into a tight embrace: "It's time to pay the friend fee for today."

"What do you want?" Shirakawa Momo glanced at him coldly, her brows furrowed in disdain as she suppressed her lip.

"Sleep with me tonight. I might not be able to withstand the test if my senior tries to sneak up on me."

"No."

"I hit Toyama Natsusaburo today, and my senior wasn't angry at all. She's serious."

Hearing Kuronuma Kiba say this, Shirakawa Momo rested her chin on her hand and began to think seriously.

I did not pay my friends' fees as usual during the study trip, and guarding the door every night also affected my sleep, but it was not appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room with him.

After a moment's hesitation, a chill crept into her golden eyes, and she said with a cold laugh, "Why don't you move in with us tonight? They'll agree."

"Huh?" Kuronuma Kiba blinked blankly.

(End of this chapter)