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I left the workshop, heading down the hallway toward the kitchen. My stomach growled in anticipation of breakfast, and I picked up my pace, eager to see what Asia had cooked.
"Wonder what's on the nu today," I muttered to myself.
Before I could take another step, a familiar presence blocked my path. I looked up to see Koneko standing in the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest, golden eyes fixed on with a knowing look.
"Did you wash your hands?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.
I hesitated. "Uh… yeah?"
Her gaze narrowed slightly. "Shiro."
I glanced away, rubbing the back of my neck. "No."
Without another word, she grabbed my wrist and started dragging toward the bathroom.
"Hey, hey! I was gonna do it anyway!" I protested, though I didn't resist as she pulled along.
"Sure you were," she muttered, her tone dripping with skepticism.
We reached the bathroom, and she stood beside with her arms crossed, watching like a strict parent as I turned on the faucet. The sound of running water filled the room as I reluctantly scrubbed my hands, making sure to lather the soap properly under her watchful gaze.
"Happy now?" I asked, glancing at her with a playful pout.
"Much better," she replied with a faint smile, stepping aside to let pass.
In the Kitchen
When we entered the kitchen, the aroma of freshly cooked spaghetti filled the air. My eyes lit up as I saw the large pot of pasta sitting on the stove.
"Spaghetti! Hell yeah!" I dashed forward, grabbing a plate and piling on a mountain of noodles until the plate nearly overflowed. Without hesitation, I dug in, shoveling forkfuls of spaghetti into my mouth with the enthusiasm of a starving man.
Sauce sared across my cheeks as I ate, but I was too focused on the food to care. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the others watching with amused smiles. Even Kiba was chuckling softly, while Akeno giggled behind her hand.
I paused mid-bite, glancing toward Koneko. "What? Is there sothing on my face?" I asked, my words slightly muffled by the food in my mouth.
She sighed, shaking her head as if dealing with a child. Grabbing a napkin, she stepped closer and began wiping the sauce off my face with gentle but firm strokes.
"I swear, you're such a big baby sotis," she muttered, her tone both affectionate and exasperated.
"Eh! I can do it myself!" I protested, trying to pull back.
"Hold still," she ordered, her grip tightening slightly.
"But I don't wanna—"
Flick!
"Ow!" I yelped as she flicked my forehead with her finger. "That hurt!"
"Then stop squirming," she said, her lips curving into a faint smirk as she continued wiping my face.
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It was the final day before the much-anticipated rating ga, and the tension in the air had finally eased after weeks of preparation.
We had returned ho earlier that afternoon, weary but relieved to have a mont of peace. My room, a modest space with a cluttered desk, a worn-out chair, and a bed shoved against the wall, beca our sanctuary.
The soft hum of the ceiling fan filled the silence as I sprawled across the bed, my limbs heavy with exhaustion.
Koneko, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on the floor, her small fra hunched over my laptop, her golden eyes fixed intently on the glowing screen.
Her white hair caught the faint light streaming through the window, giving her an almost ethereal look as she typed away at sothing I couldn't quite see.
I was halfway through a yawn, my arms stretched above my head, when her voice broke through the calm like a sudden crack of thunder.
"Hey, Onii-chan," Koneko said casually, her tone light but carrying a mischievous edge.
I froze mid-stretch, my body locking up as if soone had dumped ice water over . My arms hovered awkwardly in the air, and my heart gave a loud thud against my ribcage.
Slowly, I turned my head toward her, my eyes wide with disbelief. The pet na lingered in the room, unfamiliar and startling coming from her lips.
Koneko tilted her head slightly, her expression calm but curious as she studied my reaction. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice soft yet teasing. Her fingers paused over the keyboard, and a faint smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
I could feel heat rushing to my face, my cheeks burning as I stamred out a response. "W-Why did you call that?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. My hands dropped to my lap, fidgeting nervously as I tried to make sense of her sudden shift in deanor.
Koneko leaned back on her hands, her smirk growing wider as she t my gaze. "I looked at your search history," she said matter-of-factly, her eyes glinting with amusent. "Thought I'd try it out."
My jaw dropped, and a wave of embarrassnt crashed over . I bolted upright on the bed, clutching the edge of the mattress as if it could anchor .
"Hey, that's not fair!" I protested, my voice rising in pitch. "A guy's search history is sacred—it's private, like a secret treasure!"
She shrugged, unbothered by my outburst, and her smirk turned downright devilish. "At least I got a few ideas for you," she replied smoothly, her tone dripping with playful nace.
Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto mine, and a shiver raced down my spine as I caught the glint of sothing dangerous in her expression.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "T-That's a bad kitty," I managed to say, my voice trembling as I pointed a shaky finger at her. The words slipped out before I could stop them, a weak attempt to regain so control.
To my surprise, a faint blush colored her pale cheeks, and her eyes softened for just a mont.
Then, as if a switch had flipped, she rose to her feet with the grace of a cat stalking its prey. She crossed the short distance between us, her movents slow and deliberate.
I scrambled backward instinctively, my heart pounding louder with every step she took. My back hit the wall with a dull thud, leaving trapped as she closed in.
Koneko didn't stop. She dropped to her hands and knees, crawling toward across the bed with a predatory gleam in her eyes. "You know," she purred, her voice low and sultry, "you need to be punished~"
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