The Coercion of Scum

"Ah...It's not because Master Zhiying doesn't value me, but I don't want others to entangle."

She seemed to see through my thoughts and explained to me with a wry smile.

In this way, she is also a girl who cannibalizes with fireworks, has a troubled expression, and likes animals.

I sighed like this again in my heart.

Then my vision became more and more blurred.

Ah, that's it!

I suddenly realized that I had been standing in the rain talking to her, my coat was soaked, and water was dripping, which could not help me continue to keep out the rain.

After uttering a low curse, I simply took the jacket off the top of my head and grabbed it in my hand.

"Hehe, then I'll go."

Although she is very cute, she is still a Japanese witch, but firstly, Yuriko is the enemy's position, and secondly, she seems to be Zhiying's harem. It is always troublesome to approach casually.

"Wait!"

She suddenly stopped me.

Looking back, I was surprised to find that Yuriko was shooting straight gazes at me.

Being stared at by the witch like this, I have an illusion that she should help me clean up because she saw some filth on my body.

But what she said was--

"His Royal Highness Takezawa, can you do me a favor!"

She lowered her eyes and asked me with a pitiful look.

And I looked at the sky and pointed at my finger helplessly. My hair style was completely wet by the rain and drooped on my head.

"Ah, sorry!"

Knowing what I meant, Yuriko panicked and put the umbrella on top of my head, but she immediately looked back at the cat in the carton in panic.

"His Royal Highness Takezawa, please go to the side to take shelter from the rain."

"Oh."

Her umbrella was forcibly stuffed, so I could only walk under the eaves next to me.

And Yuriko hurriedly picked up the cardboard box and came to my side.

"Ha...it's a disaster."

After putting down the box, she flicked the wet hair with the drops of water with her fingers, and looked at the cat sighfully.

At first I thought that the disaster she said was that we were drenched in soup, but looking at Yuriko's gentle staring at the cat's eyes, I realized that she seemed to care more about the cat than herself.

It's really weird... Well, it smells like a Virgin.

I secretly stared at her unsuspecting profile, and cared a little bit about her elegant temperament and matching delicate face. Probably because of wearing a witch costume, the scene now has a more illusory feeling.

Ah, not good!

Suddenly, I noticed that because her top was actually a bit thin, not only her socks and trousers were wet after being drenched in the rain, but also her top was soaked, completely close to the body, revealing the unevenness. The curve, and the transparent coat makes the inner black underwear reveal the tip of the iceberg.

Contrary to traditional clothing, underwear is bold.

I secretly came to such a conclusion.

"Yeah!"

Yuriko cast her gaze inadvertently. After meeting my eyes, she followed my gaze and looked down at her body. She immediately covered her shoulders in a panic, and I turned away wittily. .

Anyway, it's Zhiying's woman, so I don't see any loss.

Thinking so hooligan, I looked at the cat in the carton because of the sudden embarrassment of the atmosphere.

Ah, this cat is worthy of attention, because although the rain is heavy, it has not been wetted much, and even the sticky rain is less than ours. This is a big reason due to Yuriko's care for it. Protection.

"You are taking good care of the cat."

I muttered that, and at the same time stretched out my hand to tease because of the slightly cute appearance of this spotted cat.

"Meow~~~"

"Ah, so good, I can rub my chin."

Seeing a cat seems to be psychic, because I know who I’m caring for, so I have a very good attitude. For the time being, whether it’s staring at me in a harmless manner with its eyes wide open, is it deliberately cute. The attitude of knowing how to judge the situation makes me unpleasant.

Well, the main reason is that we strayed into a white-eyed wolf cat in my family before. Although it looks very good, it troubled me as if I owed it money. In the end, I cried and made it look like I'm sorry for her, so helpless.

Now I just touch the cat lightly with my fingers, and feel the fur that feels great with my skin, and I feel ecstatic.

"Ah, Your Highness Takezawa! Can you let me talk about business now?"

Before, Yuriko, who was smiling and putting on a wait-and-see expression of "This is so nice" seemed to think of something important. She put her hands on her chest anxiously and leaned out towards me.

When I was in a good mood to be served by a kitten, I just answered in an unsuspecting voice.

"Ah, what's the matter? By the way, you seem to have something to ask me just now, right?"

"Yes, that's the one, His Royal Highness Takezawa!"

Yuriko straightened her waist earnestly, her face timid and full of firm will, it seemed that she had made up her mind to ask my enemy to do something no matter what.

"Okay, just say it."

After all, I am a bit softhearted towards women, and at the moment I can only waved to her in a magnanimous manner.

"Um... this cat was put in a cardboard box, which means it was discarded, so, don't you think it is too pitiful, His Highness Takezawa?"

After hesitating for a while, Yuriko turned her eyes slightly, peeking at my reaction.

I also nodded.

"Well, it's too much. Not only did the cats be discarded, but they were still discarded on a rainy day. If the cats get sick, they may endanger their lives."

"Yes, that's it! So it needs adoption!"

Yuriko's eyes lit up, and she moved her body closer to me with a look of joy.

Because of her swaying little **** and fluttering black hair, I even feel that she is the cat that needs to be adopted.