Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Since Rena Takahashi did not attend a specialized art high school, it means that her daily practice time is limited, and it is even more commendable that she was able to pass the level 2 exam.

"Saya, didn't Aunt Kawai say she was very talented? Getting to level 2 is impressive, but if she's really talented, that's another story."

Miura Gensuke stared at Feilu who was massaging her feet earnestly: "What's more, she has studied with a famous pianist like Aunt Kawai, so it's only natural that she has made progress."

"That's not the problem." Hoshizaki Sayo continued to talk about Takahashi Reina: "Actually, Takahashi's piano skills were very good before, but she was always nervous when she went on stage, so she couldn't perform well."

"But during the exam last month, she was like a completely different person, very confident and natural."

"How is it possible that human psychology could undergo such a dramatic change in such a short period of time?"

"That makes sense." Miura Gensuke nodded in agreement: "Saya, how did you get this information?"

Hoshizaki Sayo smiled cutely: "I am very popular."

“I found that Marist had a rebellious group of students, and it was easy to fit in.”

"A rebellious student?" Miura Gensuke tilted his head. "How rebellious?"

"They get together during lunch break to play Identity V. This is a Christian high school." Hoshizaki Sayo held Miura Gensuke's hand and pinched his fingers. "That's already pretty rebellious."

Indeed, after all, there are many monsters in that game, and if the nun finds out, it would be very serious...

"By the way, what clues did Gensuke get from divination?" Saya asked curiously about what Gensuke Miura gained from returning to Tokyo.

"Not a lot." Miura Gensuke took out his phone and showed the sand painting of the girl. "This is the result of Nanakusa Lulu's divination. She said it's related to what we're investigating."

"Hmm... I haven't seen this girl in school..." Sayo glanced at the sand painting for a few seconds and said, "I'll ask the teacher tomorrow."

"If she was a Marist student, the teachers would have been impressed."

"I'm done, meow!" Feilu stood up and staggered onto the bed: "I'm so tired, meow..."

"I'm going to take a shower." Miura Gensuke took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body: "You can massage my feet later."

"Feilu doesn't want meow!" Catyashiki shook his tail to express his refusal.

"Maid." Seeing this, Hoshizaki Sayo grabbed her tail and said, "Listen to me."

"Filu is listening!" Nekoyashiki raised his head angrily.

"I'll also massage Gensuke's feet later." The eldest lady gave a simple order.

"Feilu knows, meow..."

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"Aha."

After taking a refreshing bath, Gensuke Miura hugged Saya, leaned against the bed, and watched a horror movie on his tablet.

Nekoyashiki, who was wearing a maid outfit, knelt on the bed with dissatisfaction, and used her cat paws to perfunctorily massage Miura Gensuke's feet.

So warm, the big hand of capital.

Miura Gensuke gently nuzzled Sayo's delicate cheek: "Miss, you smell so nice today too."

Women smell different.

Sakurano-senpai smells like a warm red rose.

Xiao Mio is like lavender on the grassland.

Xiaoyao has a sweet milky aroma.

"Saya is like a pink rose." He rubbed it again.

"Pink rose?" Hoshizaki Sayo pointed curiously at the cat house. "What does Fil taste like?"

"Uh..." Miura Gensuke grabbed Feilu's tail, dragged her to his side and sniffed her.

"It smells like cattail grass."

Feilu glared at him in dissatisfaction: "Feilu is so tired meow! Stop pinching my feet meow!"

"Okay, meow." Miura Gensuke patted her tail: "Remember to hide your tail, meow."

"Feilu is not a fool, meow." Nekoyashiki stood on the bed and lifted up his shirt, revealing his white and tender belly. The cat's tail behind him immediately wrapped around his waist flexibly.

"Ah, there's so much fat on your belly." Miura Gensuke poked it with a smile.

There is indeed some excess fat, but not much, and he looks quite healthy.

"Gensuke, meow!" Nekoyashiki just started to pant when he remembered something and interrupted his angry command: "Feilu will sleep with you guys today, meow."

"Huh? Why? There's no bunk bed here." Miura Gensuke flatly refused: "Besides, Sayo and I have important things to do."

"But Feilu discovered that Xiaoyao sleepwalks and disappears every night. It's so scary."

"Sleepwalking?" Hoshizaki Sayo looked at Miura Gensuke and blinked.

"Ah! Maybe Feilu was confused in her sleep!" Miura Gensuke was sweating a little.

Of course Xiaoyao was not sleepwalking, he just came to sleep with her, but Sayo didn't know that yet.

"Actually, sleeping in a dormitory isn't bad either." Saya smiled and stood up. "We can chat and stuff, just like we were traveling in Ashikaga during Golden Week."

"Okay then." Miura Gensuke picked up the pillow and said, "Let's go to your bedroom and sleep well today."

Chapter 168 The notes passed by students in class are full of secrets

The moonlight was beautiful, the shadows of the trees were swaying in the bedroom, and the cool night breeze blew the curtains and blew on the pink cat ears of Nekoyashiki.

"Hoohoo meow..."

"Finally, I can sleep, meow!"

After changing into pink pajamas with cat paw prints, Nekoyashiki lay down in the middle of the tatami mat, spreading her body in a spread-eagle position.

Miura Gensuke kicked her to the side and slept in the middle.

"Damn it, meow!" Cat House rolled back and pinched his face viciously: "Filu wants to sleep in the middle, meow!"

Miura Gensuke held out his palm: "It's great that Feilu sleeps in the middle, meow!"

"I've been coveting Feilu's body for a long time, meow!"

"Meow!" Feilu's hair stood on end. She jumped up in shock, almost hitting the ceiling. "Pervert meow!"

Outside the door, Shiraishi Rina, who was eavesdropping against the door, covered her chest and took a few steps back in despair.

"Okay." Saya knew Miura Gensuke was just joking. "Gensuke and I will sleep in the middle."

Haruka Xuekawa lay down beside Gensuke Miura and closed her eyes.

After Sayo lay down, she quietly hugged Miura Gensuke's arm and rubbed her face against his shoulder gently.

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Thursday.

Before class, Gensuke Miura walked to the door of the principal's office with his cell phone.

"Dong dong."

"Please come in."

Sister Anna was typing on the computer. When she saw it was Miura Gensuke, she smiled and raised her hand: "Miura-san, how is your recovery going?"

"It's ready."

"I'm sorry that something unexpected happened during cooking class." Sister Anna poured him a glass of water and asked, "Are you used to it here?"

"Yeah, I'm used to it." Miura Gensuke smiled and nodded: "Principal, actually I want to inquire about a student's information."

Sister Anna was a little confused.

Miura Gensuke showed her the photo of the girl painting in the sand: "That's the student."

"Miura-san, where did this photo come from?"

“It’s the work of an artist who said she was a student of Marist.”

After observing carefully several times, Sister Anna shook her head and said, "We don't have this student in our school."

"Is that so..." Miura Gensuke was a little disappointed, but he thought of another possibility.

Sister Anna is only in her thirties and has probably not been the principal for long.

"Principal, do you have any graduation photos of previous students?"

"Hmm..." Sister Anna nodded. "Miura-san, why are you asking about this student?"

"I'm just curious about her name." Miura Gensuke scratched his head cutely.

Sister Anna smiled and opened a folder on her computer desktop. "Last year, I scanned all the students' graduation photos into electronic form. This way, even if the files are accidentally damaged, there will be a backup online."

"Thirty years ago..." Miura Gensuke pointed to a document from 1995. "Principal, let's start with this."

The piano piece that only he and Reina Takahashi could hear was an unfinished work by Aiko Kawai. Perhaps that girl was also related to Aiko Kawai.

And Aiko Kawai is a student of the class of 1995.

Sister Anna clicked on the folder.

“There are three classes in total.”

"let me see……"

Miura Gensuke also quickly searched through the graduation photos.

"No……"

"No……"

"Still no." Principal Anna shook her head.

Just as Gensuke Miura was about to check the other years, he discovered something strange.