Shota is surrounded by monsters!

Ignoring the other's words, Shota's wet tongue licked Senjougahara's shoulder, leaving a trail of gluttonous saliva on the smooth skin. The rich aroma of female crab roe filled the air, but...

The taste is a bit strange. It doesn't taste like the human form that a monster transforms into.

Undeterred, Shota licked it again, and due to the characteristics of the gluttonous tongue, a pink lick mark appeared on Senjougahara's shoulder this time.

However, it only had a fragrance, but no other trace of monster smell.

This feeling was as if the other person wasn't a monster at all, but an ordinary person possessed by a monster or vengeful spirit. But in that case, Shota would have noticed the difference much earlier; after all, when someone is first possessed, the demonic energy is only on the surface, not like it is now, almost completely integrated into their body. Wait a minute.

"You...are you human?"

Shota sat up, looking at Senjougahara Hitagi, who was pinned beneath him, with an expression that mixed with surprise, astonishment, and despair. He asked with a hint of doubt, "You...you're not a yokai in disguise?"

For some reason, Senjougahara Hitagi murmured her answer to Shota's question.

"I was originally human, until during the summer vacation between junior high and high school, I met a... crab. And then, it took away my weight."

"..."

This is troublesome. Either swallow the girl and the crab monster whole, or lick every corner of her body clean and eat the crab.

The former...is morally bankrupt. The latter...is morally bankrupt.

In short, it's inedible.

"Ugh! Why did the cooked meat in the bowl suddenly turn into expired meat?!"

Shota let out a dissatisfied growl, then climbed off Senjougahara and said to her, who was already sitting up while pulling on her clothes, "I don't eat people. If you don't want to die, just pretend nothing happened today. Or you can just transfer to a school somewhere I can't see you. Ah... I'm so tired."

As he spoke, he transformed back into human form—naked.

So, he transformed back into a gluttonous kitten, glanced at the plastic bag full of pure white food that had fallen to the ground, hooked it with his tail, and walked with cat-like steps toward his apartment.

"and many more!"

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Chapter 11. Hello, Lower Limit; Goodbye, Lower Limit

"Why are you following me, meow?"

Shota turned around and glared at Senjougahara Hitagi, who was following him, and said, "If you keep following me, I'll really eat you up, meow."

Hitagi Senjougahara continued to follow Shota, who was about the size of a cat.

"It was just on the way."

Oh, what an unreasonable woman.

Shota shook his head, then started hopping up the stairs to his room. He wanted to open the door himself, but found he didn't have the courage to transform into naked human form again in front of Senjougahara. So he simply left the plastic bag by the door and started jumping...

"Snapped."

Press the doorbell.

Shota landed gracefully, stretched lazily, and called out to the door, "Mashiro~ I'm back."

As footsteps echoed from inside the room, the door opened quickly. Still wearing her school uniform, Mashiro glanced outside, saw no one, and then looked down to find the miniature Taotie.

flutter.

"Don't rub against me, don't rub against me, ah, don't lick meow."

Mashiro hugged the miniature Taotie and rubbed it against her face. This was the first time she'd ever used the word "cute" to describe her brother. So, does everything become cute once it gets small?

Shota had no choice but to distract Mashiro by saying, "There's your juice and milk on the floor. Go get them and put them in the refrigerator."

"Uh-huh."

Upon hearing this, Mashiro finally released her grip on Shota, picked up the convenience bag, and noticed Hitagi Senjougahara, who had been watching the two of them.

Mashiro tilted her head and glanced at the other person, but didn't say anything. She then took the juice and milk and ran inside.

"Is it on my way now, meow? I remember your house is upstairs, right?"

Shota turned to look at the hesitant Senjougahara Hitagi and said, "Fine, come in if you want, meow."

With that, it walked into the house, and Senjougahara Hitagi hesitated for a few seconds before also entering the monster's lair.

It was more ordinary than I had imagined, much more ordinary.

This was Hitagi Senjougahara's first impression of the room. Since they lived in the same apartment, the layout was roughly the same. The only difference was that this room was too simple—it was like a place where an ascetic monk lived.

Senjougahara Hitagi glanced at the shoe rack, then took off her shoes, stepped onto the tatami mat, and went inside.

In the cramped space that could be called a living room, only a girl named Kosaka Mashiro knelt in front of a low table, doodling on paper with a pen in one hand, and occasionally taking a sip of milk from a can of milk in the other. When she noticed him looking at her, she merely glanced up before looking away.

Like a little child.

Not long after, Shota Kosaka casually put on a T-shirt and pants, let his tail dangle outside, and walked out of the cubicle.

He produced a plate of pre-opened compressed biscuits from somewhere, placed it on the low table, and then sat cross-legged next to Kosaka Mashiro. He picked up a biscuit and started munching on it as a snack.

"sit."

Shota pointed to the girl opposite him, gesturing for her to sit down and talk.

Senjougahara was sitting opposite Shota.

"I have to say, seeing my true form and still daring to follow me, I don't know whether to call you brave or just incredibly stupid."

Shota looked at the girl sitting opposite him, a girl who was quite beautiful, and asked, "Aren't you scared?"

"From a certain perspective, I am considered a monster in the eyes of the world."

Senjougahara answered with a blank expression.

Thinking of the girl's sharp tongue before, and her current helpless state, Shota found it amusing. So he asked again, "Aren't you afraid I'll eat you?"

“If you wanted to eat me, you would have eaten me before. If you didn’t want me to follow you, you could have easily killed or maimed me and left me there. But you didn’t do that.”

"so?"

“You are a monster with a code of conduct.”

“Hmm. That’s right. I don’t like eating people or hurting people, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do it.” Shota stretched and continued, “I know you want me to get rid of the crab monster that’s attached to you, but I’m sorry, I’m not an exorcist or an Onmyoji. I’m just a glutton, and the only way I can think of is to eat you up in one bite.”

"..."

Senjougahara Hitagi remained silent.

"Well, you don't need to expect me to introduce you to anyone." Shota shrugged and said, "After all, I've only been here for three days."

"And what about this girl?"

“Her?” Shota ruffled Shinjiro’s hair and said, “My sister, a slime. Don’t count on her.”

The combination of the ancient Chinese ferocious beast Taotie and the lowly Western monster slime is rather bizarre.

However, their very existence is even stranger.

"You must have another way."

Senjougahara Hitagi suddenly spoke up: "You have a way to eat that monster without eating me, don't you?"

Although he did, Shota was too lazy to do something so shameless.

"No."

So Shota shook his head and said, "Besides, I have no reason to help you."

“I noticed… ever since you licked me, I feel like I’ve gained some weight—trust me, I can tell even a change of just one kilogram.”

The reason why Senjougahara Hitagi risked her life to follow Shota was because after being attacked, she sat up and found that the gravity binding her suddenly became stronger—in fact, her lack of weight was manifested in the aspect of gravity, and from her own perspective, her body had always been intact.

She was convinced that the person in front of her could solve the problem that had been bothering her for a year or two.

"Humans... I've already encountered five liars." Senjougahara looked at Shota with unwavering determination and said, "I've lost all hope in humanity."

"As for the reason... I'd be willing to pay anything, money or anything else. I'd do anything."

Shota stopped eating and began tapping the table slowly but rhythmically with his fingertips, which annoyed Mashiro, who grabbed his finger and bit it.

Shota quickly pressed Mashiro's head down and pulled his finger out.

"Just as you said, I do have a way to devour the monster inside you, but the process... I'm afraid you won't be able to endure it."

"It's just being licked all over by a wet tongue. I've been aware of that for a long time."

Hitagi Senjougahara seemed to be talking about something very ordinary.

"This is quite unexpected. But since that's the case, please go back first, take a shower, and then come back. Ah, don't use any shower gel or shampoo, I don't want my breath to smell like that." Shota said to Senjougahara Hitagi, "As for what you should repay me for, we'll talk about that later. But don't worry, I'm not that interested in your soul or body."

"I understand."

Senjougahara Hitagi nodded, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Why did my brother help her?

Mashiro, who hadn't spoken until now, asked Shota with some confusion, "Why should we help strange humans?"

"It's just an equal exchange. I do things for her, and she does something for me. But actually, I'm the one who benefits the most. Because I get to eat a crab for free, and I can even ask her to repay me. If Mashiro likes it, I can have her buy you a bottle of juice every day and send it over."

Shota patted Mashiro's head. The matter was simple: since the other party was willing to let him lick her and even offered other conditions, then he might as well throw away his morals.

Food is the most important thing for people, and eating is the first priority for gluttons. Shota had been planning to secretly knock that woman unconscious and eat the crab off her. Since she'd willingly come to him...

Shota accepted it without hesitation.

He lost all his moral compass and integrity after licking Masashi's boots for thirty years.

Half an hour later, Senjougahara Hitagi, who had just finished showering and was only wearing a white shirt, reappeared in Shota's room.

Shota locked Mashiro out of the room, and what happened next was a bit inappropriate for children—although Mashiro's very presence was inappropriate for children. The main reason was that if Mashiro came in, the simple meal would probably be ruined.

Shota glanced at Senjougahara Hitagi, who had just come out of the bath, and pushed other emotions out of his mind, saying, "Are you mentally prepared?"

"Yes."

Hitagi Senjougahara nodded, then took off the shirt jacket she was wearing, revealing a white undergarment with a subtle pattern.

She has a surprisingly good figure.

Shota turned his face away awkwardly, then saw Hitagi Senjougahara preparing to take off her underwear again, and said, "Let's talk about that last."

Senjougahara Hitagi paused, saying, "If possible, please don't lick me in human form. It makes me feel terrible."

"I wouldn't use this form even if you told me to."