Chapter 68 - 67 I Just Made a Mistake Any Man Could Make_1

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Chapter 68: Chapter 67 I Just Made a Mistake Any Man Could Make_1Aozawa pushed off the window frame with his paws, leaped onto the girl, then curled up, searching for a comfortable spot. His snow-white fur brushed against her skin. "Haha," the girl straightened up, laughing. "That tickles! You’re so mischievous!" This is the life of a cat overlord, Aozawa mused, finally living the dream. The clubroom door creaked open as someone barged in. "Summer Flower, they were out of green tea, so I got you a bottle of black tea." The soft, sweet voice caught Aozawa’s attention. In his memory, only one girl spoke like that. A girl with black hair covering her ears stepped inside. She took off her shoes and placed them neatly in the middle of the shoe rack by the door. Her feet, clad in gray stockings, padded onto the tatami mats. "Shouko, look how pretty this cat is!" Natsuka Yanagimachi exclaimed, picking Aozawa up and holding him forward to show off. Hojo Shouko stared at Aozawa for a moment, a hint of confusion on her attractive oval face. "Is it a male or female cat?" Natsuka Yanagimachi paused, then said excitedly, "I don’t know! Let’s find out!" HISS! Aozawa’s first instinct was to bolt, but then he remembered he was a cat. As a cat, should I really care about such things? He hesitated, unsure if he should stop them. Hojo Shouko stretched out her hands. "I’ve heard you have to look under the tail to tell a cat’s gender." With that, she lifted his fluffy, snow-white tail with her left hand and gently, carefully felt around with her right, afraid of startling him. No! Aozawa cried out. To the two girls, his cry sounded like, "MEOW, MEOW, MEOW." "It’s a male cat." Hojo Shouko gave a gentle squeeze, determining its gender from the feel, then stroked him from his belly up towards his neck. Her willow-like eyebrows arched, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed. She felt the cat easing her physical and mental fatigue. It feels so nice to pet. Aozawa had thought Arakawa Reina’s touch was the pinnacle in the cat world. He never expected there could be even higher mountains beyond. Hojo Shouko’s cat-stroking skills far surpassed Arakawa Reina’s. Aozawa chose to enjoy it. Right now, I’m just a cute, harmless Persian cat. I’ll let the girls handle me however they want. "This cat is so well-behaved!" Natsuka Yanagimachi exclaimed in surprise. She had never seen such a docile Persian cat, one that allowed strangers to pet it freely. "I really want to take it home." "Summer Flower, don’t be impulsive. Look how clean its fur is; it must have an owner." "It seems like the little kitty was being naughty, snuck into its owner’s backpack, and ran off. Let’s help it find its owner!" Natsuka Yanagimachi suddenly wanted to meet the Persian cat’s owner. Hoisting Aozawa up, she said, "Maybe the owner of this cat is a handsome upperclassman!" Aozawa really wanted to tell them that the handsome senior *was* this cat. Hojo Shouko shook her head. "Summer Flower, don’t let your imagination run wild. My guess is that it belongs to the headmaster." Natsuka Yanagimachi’s fantasy of a handsome owner shattered, replaced by the image of a bald, greasy, portly uncle. "Ugh, that would be a disaster!" Holding Aozawa, she laughed. "Little kitty, do you want to come home with me from now on?" "Summer Flower." Hojo Shouko stood up, snatched Aozawa back into her arms, and said, "I know you like cats, but don’t start thinking about committing a crime." Natsuka Yanagimachi pouted and declared confidently, "Shouko, the cat likes me! If you let go, I guarantee it will pounce right into my arms!" Hojo Shouko, though skeptical, let go. Aozawa couldn’t even be bothered to glance at Natsuka Yanagimachi. Didn’t she know his own worth? Between an ordinary bed and a Simmons mattress, he’d choose the Simmons. "Summer Flower, it seems to like me better." "Darn it! Even cats are so materialistic these days!" Natsuka Yanagimachi knelt on the tatami mat, accusing, "You stupid cat! You’ve lost me forever!" Hojo Shouko handed her a bottle of black tea. "Weren’t you just saying you were thirsty? Here, drink this." "Shouko, you’re the only one who cares about me." Natsuka Yanagimachi quickly regained her spirits, twisting open the bottle cap. "As a healthy high school girl, I don’t need cats, I need boys! And gentle, considerate seniors at that!" "Summer Flower, it’s not that I don’t want to help. Aozawa-senpai is indeed handsome, responsible, and ambitious, but his level of perversion is far beyond what you can imagine." Hojo Shouko cut her best friend off before she could even make the request, rejecting her in advance. She didn’t like to speak ill of others behind their backs. However, Hojo Shouko couldn’t withstand her best friend repeatedly asking her to introduce Aozawa-senpai. This forced her to reveal some critical information to make her friend drop the idea. Summer Flower said, annoyed, "Listen to you! I’m not a normal girl either, you know. So, what kind of perverted fetishes does Aozawa-senpai have, exactly?" "Summer Flower, it’s not good to speak ill of people behind their backs." Hojo Shouko refused to provide her best friend with any specific details of Aozawa’s perversions. Aozawa couldn’t listen anymore. I’d merely committed the kind of mistake any man with Superpowers might make; I wasn’t perverted at all! If I stay any longer, my blood pressure will skyrocket. He stopped lying down, sprang up elastically, landed by the door, and swaggered out. Natsuka Yanagimachi instantly forgot their conversation and called out, "Little kitty, where are you going?" "Summer Flower, if it wants to leave, let it go." Hojo Shouko wouldn’t force him to stay. Even though she was just as reluctant to see him go, she respected the cat’s choice. 「」 After wandering around the campus for a bit, Aozawa went back to where he had hidden his phone. Seeing no one around, he deactivated his Transformation Ability and quickly turned back into a human. He dusted off his phone, carelessly wiped the screen on his pants, and slipped it into his pocket. Humming a tune, Aozawa walked off cheerfully. It’s true what they say: people are no match for cats. That saying was no exaggeration. At least, most girls couldn’t resist a snow-white, clingy Persian cat. He’d been getting massages and being fed almost non-stop since he barged into the club building. Tomorrow, I’ll become a Persian cat again and fully enjoy being surrounded, served, and praised by the girls. Aozawa returned to the classroom. Class was about to start, so most students were already back in their seats, chatting with friends. In the second-to-last row, by the window, Phoenix Academy Maggie sat upright, focused on reviewing her textbook, not glancing around. White clouds drifted outside the window, and the occasional bird chirp only deepened the serenity around her. The beautiful scene created an undisturbed zone around her; no one dared to approach and break the spell. Aozawa strode up, clapped her on the shoulder, and grinned. "Maggie, stop reading and chat with me." Phoenix Academy Maggie glanced at the hand on her shoulder. Instead of looking annoyed at the interruption, she turned around. Her ample bosom pressed against the desk, making it awkward to converse, so she simply crossed her arms and rested them on the desktop. Compared to their first awkward encounter, Phoenix Academy Maggie could now easily construct a double "Steel Fortress" on her desk. "You seem very happy." "I had a good nap at noon and even had a wonderful dream." "What wonderful dream?" "I turned into a beautiful kitty and enjoyed being petted by high school girls." Hearing this, a hint of resignation touched Phoenix Academy Maggie’s picturesque features. "Aozawa, you really don’t need to tell me about these... interests of yours." "Maggie, every man sometimes wishes he could become a cat. I just happen to have the ability to make it a reality," Aozawa argued earnestly. Phoenix Academy Maggie, assuming he was talking about a dream, casually responded, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."

Chapter 68 - 67 I Just Made a Mistake Any Man Could Make_1

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