Chapter 228 Shame and Annoyance

Chapter 228: Chapter 228 Shame and Annoyance

The game was over, but today, An’s small face held more than just excitement—it was deep in thought.

That taste... it’s so familiar. I’ve smelled it on Big Sister several times... especially in her mouth...

A bolt of lightning flashed through the little airhead’s chaotic, dark mind. Whenever it concerned food, she was surprisingly witty. In an instant, it all clicked.

Big Sister really has been sneaking snacks!

"What are you thinking so hard about?" Shuichi pulled out some tissues to help the little airhead clean up before pulling her clothes back over her head.

An raised her slender arms to cooperate. With her head muffled by the fabric, her voice sounded a bit dull as she replied, "I want to eat too..."

"Eat what now?" Shuichi said, exasperated. "Didn’t we just finish dinner? You’re hungry again?"

"I want breakfast milk." An’s head popped out from the collar, her big eyes staring at Shuichi with intense focus.

"???" Shuichi’s movements froze. Seeing how clever she looked, he tested her. "You figured out what’s going on?"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm!" An nodded vigorously.

"You might not like the taste." Shuichi said, then realized he was overthinking. This little airhead would try anything—she’d even taste soy sauce just to see how salty it was. There was no way she wouldn’t drink milk.

"Either way, I have to be better than Big Sister." A look of absolute seriousness filled An’s small face.

Shuichi thought to himself: In that case, you still have a long way to go. "Fine, but tomorrow. At dinner time again. If you don’t head back now, your sister really is going to come hunting for you."

"Oh, right!" An had a realization and quickly shoved her legs into the skirt he was holding.

Once dressed and carrying her food box, An hurried back to help at the ramen shop. Shuichi watched her figure disappear, shaking his head with a laugh. After resting for a bit, he changed into his workout gear and headed to the gym.

However, Sayuki wasn’t feeling well again today. He and Fumika didn’t tease her, simply offering some gentle comfort before calling it a day.

He felt a slight pang of regret—it was the first day after the showdown, and he hadn’t managed to treat both sisters together.

The next day, Wednesday.

The school festival was over, and the students, who had been wild for three days, were finding it hard to focus and lacked energy.

However, Sumire was in very high spirits.

By the end of the second period, she couldn’t wait any longer. She found Shuichi and immediately dragged him toward the Student Council President’s office.

"What is sensei planning to do?" Shuichi asked with a playful expression. He hadn’t actually given Sumire any orders today, yet she had come seeking him out on her own.

"Weren’t you going to make me your kitty? Besides, I haven’t had ’breakfast’ yet. Didn’t Shuichi-kun tell me to remember to eat breakfast every day?" Sumire replied in a low voice.

"That’s right. But I’m truly heartened to see Sensei being so self-aware," Shuichi chuckled.

"Then... is Shuichi-kun in a good mood? About tonight..." Sumire looked at him expectantly.

"We’ll see how Sensei performs." Shuichi’s lips curled up. "If the COS is very accurate, perhaps I’ll give Sensei a surprise."

"A surprise?" Hearing this, Sumire’s heart began to race. Would it go even further than the night before last? The taste of Ichika...

At the thought, Sumire began to practice in advance, quietly trying out small meow... meow... cat calls.

Shuichi watched with amusement, thinking that Sumire really would do anything for Ichika. She was willing to throw everything away, even though she had been so reluctant before—though that had clearly involved a bit of playing hard to get.

They soon arrived at Tsuki’s office. Enter, lock, draw the curtains—all in one smooth motion.

"Did the Master bring fruit for the little maid? After two classes, I’m in the mood for a snack~"

As soon as the door closed, Tsuki became a different person, revealing her true nature. She bit the hem of her skirt and looked at Shuichi.

Shuichi walked over and glanced at the corner of the desk. "Right now it’s Sensei’s COS time. You can play around later."

"Eh? Sensei is very proactive. It seems she’s already fallen in love with these games." Tsuki’s desire to perform resurfaced. She let go of her skirt and immediately switched to being the little maid accomplice of the villainous Master.

Sumire still felt her scalp tingle whenever she faced Tsuki. It was mainly because this girl was too wild—she was truly afraid Tsuki and Shuichi would gang up on her. "I don’t love it that much. It’s mainly for Ichika..."

"Sensei is still so dishonest. Surely you’ve been to the second floor of the flower shop? You should know you have to tell the truth," Tsuki teased playfully.

Sumire’s heart skipped a beat. "You... you’ve been there too?"

"Ah, just last night..." Tsuki walked over to Sumire, leaning in close to her ear and lowering her voice.

"!!!" Sumire’s eyes widened. Her face was a mix of envy and worry. Ichika, surely she didn’t... For some reason, she really wanted to see.

"Alright, let’s hurry. We only have the duration of the next math class." Shuichi clapped his hands, interrupting them.

Sumire snapped out of it, swallowed hard, and forced down her inner longing. "Then... breakfast first, or cat COS first?"

"Cat COS, then breakfast." Shuichi didn’t hesitate with his answer.

"Oh... then I’ll begin." Sumire didn’t resist much and began to change. Since Ichika’s hobby was this, she had to match it perfectly.

Shuichi and Tsuki, meanwhile, sat at the desk, inspecting the COS outfit she had brought. The bunny girl outfit from last time had already proven just how professional Sumire could be!

"Ah, what’s this? I’ve always wanted to try one." Tsuki rummaged through Sumire’s bag for a bit and quickly found something interesting. She put the decorative collar around her neck and asked impatiently, "Does Master think it looks good?"

Shuichi fiddled with it and noticed a cat paw print on it. "Let me hear a sound."

"Meow~~~" Tsuki called out daintily, then grabbed his finger.

"For the cat COS, does Shuichi-kun think I should wear one of the outfits in the bag, or just go like this?" Sumire’s voice suddenly rang out.

Shuichi and Tsuki turned back together. Sumire now had a fluffy cat tail attached behind her—it looked very warm. Meanwhile, her pale skin and the lines of her body were completely exposed, which looked rather cold.

But it made sense. Real cats relied on their fur for warmth.

"Isn’t that the cat tail the President left at your house? Is Sensei that frugal? You didn’t even think to buy a new one."

Shuichi pulled his finger back and beckoned. Sumire walked over. Shuichi focused all his attention on the cat tail. Gripping the fluffy tail, the sensation was so familiar that he couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental.

Without Shuichi saying a word, Sumire allowed him to stroke her head.

"By the way, the tail can move, right? The bunny tail couldn’t wag, but the cat tail should be fine?" Shuichi said, fiddling with it.

"Mhm... I’ll try..." Sumire replied bashfully.

Shuichi and Tsuki watched with rapt attention. Sumire’s face turned red as she clearly exerted some effort. Then, the cat tail began to sway slightly.

"It’s a bit hard to control. I can only manage this much." Sumire shook her head slightly.

Tsuki stared at the cat tail for a while, then licked her lips and reached out to grab it.

"Eh?" Sumire felt something was wrong, and her body froze.

"When I did the cat COS, Sensei did this to me too, right?" Tsuki gently pulled at the cat tail, fiddling with it with great interest. It was obvious she loved fluffy animals; her eyes were practically sparkling.

The things in her dreams were coming true—she and the Sensei had swapped roles...

Sumire’s lips were pressed tight, her heart beating faster and faster.

"Sensei really likes this, don’t you?" Tsuki had stopped her movements.

Sumire’s face flushed red, and she quickly stopped, feeling utterly humiliated. Shuichi looked at the scene, quirked an eyebrow, and scolded Tsuki. "Don’t keep bullying Sensei."

"But Master likes talking back to Sensei too, doesn’t he?" Tsuki muttered, obediently moving to the other side.

Satisfied with her obedience, Shuichi patted her head and leaned back against the chair. Having nothing to do, Shuichi began to play with the cat tail.

By accident, the tail got pulled off.

Sumire froze again, her eyes wide. "What happened?"

"Nothing." Shuichi didn’t push her.

"It’s not..." Sumire shook her head repeatedly, causing Shuichi to frown slightly.

"Then what is it?"

Sumire hesitated, looking up and asking cautiously, "Um... would you like... a bit more cat performance? Like meowing, rubbing against your leg, acting spoiled?"

"Why is Sensei suddenly so proactive? Is there a reason?" Shuichi looked her over playfully.

"No, it’s nothing..." Sumire shook her head guiltily. "Shuichi-kun... meow~~~"

Sumire let out a cat call, looking at him expectantly, then tentatively pulled the cat tail from his hand. As if afraid he would help her install a new tail, she quickly put the cat tail back herself, blocking that possibility.

"You’re not in a bad mood, are you? Anything else is fine, but that... I’m a bit scared of." Sumire was terrified he was unhappy and wouldn’t take her along tonight. She wagged her tail with a pleading tone.

"Sensei doesn’t need to worry so much. You make me sound so unreasonable. It’s fine, I won’t force you." Shuichi shook his head with a laugh.

"No! Please don’t say that!" Sumire said quickly.

She remembered clearly that he had said that many times before, followed by "then the matter with Ichika will be discussed later." But Ichika was the absolute number one priority! How could they delay?!

Sumire was panicking and wanted to compensate with something else, but she suddenly realized she was so poor that her generosity wouldn’t be very attractive...

Oh! Wait! She did have one thing! Her legs were very long!

Sumire immediately stood up, proactively presenting her long legs fully before him. This was the one advantage she could be proud of.

"Tsuki-chan, could you move back a little? Sorry for the trouble." Sumire didn’t dare speak too loudly, afraid this little devil would come up with some other wicked idea to encourage Shuichi to torment her in a different way. Shuichi at least actually helped, but Tsuki was pure malice!

Though it was quite exciting...

"Fine." Tsuki stood up somewhat reluctantly, licking her lips with lingering interest.

"What is this for?" Shuichi looked at Sumire curiously.

Sumire didn’t answer. She took off her glasses and placed them on the desk, revealing her defined features and the beautiful face usually hidden by her frames. Then, she proactively crawled into Shuichi’s arms, curling up on her side against his chest in the most comfortable position.

"Meow~~~" She whispered in his ear, mimicking a cat’s call as she gently rubbed her head against his neck.

Hiss—

Shuichi shuddered. Who could resist this? The strict and old-fashioned sensei, curled up in his arms like a kitten, meowing and acting spoiled! Most importantly... a kitty with such a sultry voice... who wouldn’t be dazed?

Well, someone would. Tsuki. She was already reaching out to grab the cat tail again, playing with it while the two were too busy for her...

Time always passes quickly. By noon, Shuichi had finished his Economics class and hurried toward the Health Room with his bento.

However, his mind was still filled with the image of Sumire nesting in his arms and acting spoiled. Since she had performed so well, he could reward her with something good tonight.

Knock, knock, knock—

He knocked on the familiar Health Room door. From inside came a series of hurried footsteps, which then stopped at the door. Then, there was a strange silence.

Shuichi was used to this. He just waited with a smile, playing along until someone inside spoke. Before long, Naomi’s voice drifted out.

"Who is it?"

"Sensei, it’s me," Shuichi said.

"Is there something? If not, Sensei is going to rest."

"I brought a bento to eat with Sensei. I also have takoyaki," Shuichi said calmly.

"No thank you, Chiba-kun. But Sensei has already eaten. Go eat with your classmates." Naomi had reverted to a distant way of addressing him.

"I see. Well then." Shuichi agreed immediately, then quietly hid to one side of the door, mimicking the sound of footsteps walking away.

He hadn’t practiced it specifically, so there were quite a few flaws, but it didn’t matter—there was no way Naomi could tell right now.

As expected, a moment after he stopped, the Health Room door opened on its own. Naomi appeared, looking confused and disappointed. Her expression seemed to say: He’s really gone? Shouldn’t he have persisted a bit longer?

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she saw the boy leaning against the wall by the door with a smile on his face. She realized she’d been tricked, and her face immediately flared with a mix of shame and annoyance.

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