Entering the private room, under the recomndation of the waitress, Kasahara Asuka eagerly studied the nu.
"Senpai, what would you like to eat?"
"Just order whatever you like."
Fujiwara Reya took off his shoes and walked on the wooden patterned floor.
Compared to the dim lobby, the private room had a large floor-to-ceiling window with excellent lighting. The interior decor was quite suggestive, using pink and yellow as much as possible. The sofa and dining table were quite sophisticated, and every place seed perfect for a grand affair. The walls and cabinets were adorned with many blush-inducing paintings and ornants, which were surely designed to captivate the hearts of pleasure-seeking custors.
Fujiwara Reya walked to the window, opened the floor-to-ceiling window facing the avenue, and bright sunlight poured in, the view almost entirely filled with the shimring facades of towering buildings.
"I want a macaron layered cake, chocolate ice cream, and a French caral pudding..." Kasahara Asuka excitedly ordered a bunch from the nu, regardless of whether she could finish it. Fujiwara Reya returned to sit down beside the sofa, the girl’s excited voice swirling in his ears, the soft afternoon sunlight filling the entire room, creating an illusion of floating in water.
After placing their orders, and with consent, the waiter considerately played a film for them.
The content was sowhat dull, roughly about a housewife whose husband was useless, forcing her to work part-ti in a bubble bath to supplent the household inco. One day, a special acquaintance ca to the shop, resulting in so events under coercion...
Fujiwara Reya yawned repeatedly while watching.
Not nearly as interesting as a whale docuntary. The female lead’s acting was very stiff, though she had a fantastic figure. Feeling bored, he turned his gaze to his junior.
Kasahara Asuka was nestled deeply into the sofa, her legs up, chin resting on her knees. She stared at the screen without blinking, occasionally mimicking the female lead’s voice, her cheeks flushed, lost in thought.
The waitress brought in cake, tea, donuts, and ice cream, along with a pair of cat ear headbands and a plug-in cat tail on the serving tray.
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Fujiwara Reya was stunned.
He looked at the conical tal tip of the cat tail, then turned to look at his junior. She was enthusiastically taking photos with her phone, capturing not only the food but also the cat ears, cat tail, and senpai.
"No, you can’t!" Fujiwara Reya snatched her phone away, loudly warning, "If you publish this stuff, the director will kill !"
"Senpai..."
Kasahara Asuka pouted, eyes glistening, as if on the verge of tears.
"No way!" Fujiwara Reya firmly refused.
Now was not the ti to soften his heart; if Mrs. Kasahara misunderstood that he wanted to play cat tail with her little daughter, he wouldn’t be able to stay in the Onmyo-ryo.
"Pfft~"
Kasahara Asuka stuck out her tongue at him.
Then, her eyes turned slyly, and she put on the cat ear headband, taking the cat tail’s conical tip and tucking it into the seam wrapped by her tights.
"..."
Fujiwara Reya was dumbfounded, watching her.
"Senpai," Kasahara Asuka stood before him, her alluring legs in white stockings close together, bending slightly in a beckoning cat pose, "Isn’t cat girl Asuka cute?"
"Cute, cute..."
Fujiwara Reya replied perfunctorily.
He’d seen real cat girls before, and this fake one seed crude to him, not very attractive. But given his junior’s exceptional beauty, he slightly shifted his position to show so respect.
"Haha..."
Kasahara Asuka blinked and stuck out her tongue, adorably tapping her fist on her head.
"ow ow~" she cooed childishly.
Then the little cat girl leaped in place, landing directly on Fujiwara Reya’s lap, wrapping her arms around his arm, and giggling as she nuzzled him with her nose.
With the film’s help, Kasahara Asuka was now in a very exuberant mood.
She mimicked the scenes from earlier, her warm, soft lips lightly moving against his neck.
"Pause for a mont..." Fujiwara Reya placed his hands on her back, "Eat the ice cream first, or it will lt..."
"Senpai’s scent is so nice." Kasahara Asuka opened her moist eyes.
"Can’t you be a bit more ladylike!" Fujiwara Reya hugged her tightly, inhaling her sweet citrus fragrance.
"I don’t want to be ladylike, I want to play like on TV..." Kasahara Asuka slightly lifted her waist, whispering with her mouth close to his earlobe, "Senpai surely wants to do the sa thing, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so..."
"Normal reaction, no need to ntion it!"
"Asuka wants to too..."
"Absolutely not!"
"Senpai~~" Kasahara Asuka wrapped her arms around his head, whining softly, "Play with Asuka again, like yesterday..."
"Eat first."
Fujiwara Reya let go of her waist, placing his hand on her thigh to support her.
His left hand inadvertently touched the garter on her right leg, pulled it up, then released, snapping it against her thigh with a "slap."
"Ah~~"
Kasahara Asuka shivered a little.
"Senpai, you’re naughty!" she playfully scolded.
"You’re not bad yourself."
"Is the garter nice?"
"Very sexy."
"Next ti, should I wear a collar for Senpai to lead around?"
"..." Fujiwara Reya pinched her thigh, grumbling, "Eat first, I’m hungry."
"Hehe~~" Kasahara Asuka mischievously glanced at him, then picked up a cup of chocolate ice cream from the table, scooping a spoonful. She took a bite first, then offered the rest to his mouth, "Be a good senpai, let your junior feed you."
Faced with that enchanting smile, Fujiwara Reya opened his mouth and ate it in one gulp.
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