Chapter 552

Kaga Reisa lowered her head shyly, fumbling in the shopping bag, and soon found the small bag of catnip.

She handed it to Xia Xia Xia Mujun, her voice so soft it was almost melting into the air:

"H-here... Xia-brother."

"Mm, thank you." Xia Xia Xia Mujun thanked her gently.

Then, he held Shiro, who couldn't wait and was twisting in his arms, and sat cross-legged on the floor mat in front of the low table.

A slightly "evil" thought formed in his heart.

He intended to feed Shiro this "cat grass" that made cats lose their souls for several consecutive days to establish a conditioned reflex.

Then, suddenly stop the supply.

At that time, would this proud little cat become extra clingy due to "withdrawal symptoms," meowing and begging around him?

Eventually, under the "temptation" of catnip, would it completely surrender and willingly recognize him as its master?

Thinking of this, Xia Xia Xia Mujun couldn't suppress the arc of his mouth slightly rising.

And Kaga Reisa, who was standing quietly to the side, happened to catch the fleeting, slightly "S-type" pleasant smile on Xia Xia Xia Mujun's side profile.

For some reason, her thoughts suddenly drifted in some strange direction, and some blush-inducing scenes flashed in her mind.

"Whoosh," her face, which was already as fair as porcelain and prone to shyness, instantly became like a ripe apple, the blush spreading to her earlobes.

She lowered her head extremely shyly, her slender neck dyed pink, almost burying her hot cheeks into her own full chest.

At this moment.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun had already torn open the small package of catnip and poured a small amount of emerald green crushed leaves onto the smooth tabletop.

Subsequently, he gently placed Shiro, who had been impatient and restless in his arms, onto the edge of the table.

Shiro's eyes widened instantly.

Its small, moist nose twitched rapidly a few times, accurately capturing the tempting scent in the air that it could not resist.

It stretched out its pink little tongue, tentatively licked the green particles on the table, and then, as if struck by an invisible electric current, the whole cat froze for a moment.

Immediately after, it seemed to completely abandon the posture of a "cold cat master," burying its whole cat face into the pile of catnip, rubbing constantly, and even sniffing deeply and greedily.

Within a few seconds, the effect came like a tide.

Shiro began to become "soul-lost," its eyes blurred, and its body fell sideways on the table softly.

It used its cheeks, forehead, neck, and even its whole side to repeatedly rub against the catnip crumbs in an abstract and humorous way, making a "purr" sound of extreme satisfaction in its throat, its four legs occasionally making void movements similar to kneading milk in the air, as if immersed in a blissful illusion.

At this time.

Natsume Ruri and Fujiwara Aoi, who were originally head-to-head discussing manga storyboards and lines, were also attracted by Shiro's sudden "unseemly" performance.

The two paused their discussion, focused their gazes over, and then couldn't help but laugh.

"Pfft... Shiro really loves catnip!" Natsume Ruri pointed at Shiro's drunken appearance, laughing until her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Wow... it's really rare to see Shiro so... so 'unrestrained'!" Fujiwara Aoi also covered her mouth, her laughter crisp, "It feels like all its usual idol baggage has fallen off!"

However, the amount of catnip Xia Xia Xia Mujun poured was controlled extremely precisely, only a shallow pinch.

Shiro rubbed passionately for a while, and soon exhausted that bit of "source of happiness."

It raised its head blankly, the intoxication still lingering in its eyes, but more of it was a desire for more.

It jumped off the table lightly, and within a few steps, it rubbed back to Xia Xia Xia Mujun's side, beginning to rub against his calves and the back of his hands more enthusiastically and persistently with its head, cheeks, and even its whole body.

"Meow~ Meow-woo~~" The soft, glutinous meow dragged out the tail sound, full of clear pleading meaning.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun smiled, stretched out his fingers to scratch Shiro's chin, but did not take out catnip again as it wished.

Instead, he took out a prepared cat treat from the bag, tore open the packaging, and handed it to Shiro's mouth.

After all, Shiro's "fixed snack" every night—the cat treat—was basically fed by him.

Shiro leaned close to the cat treat to sniff it, then looked up at Xia Xia Xia Mujun's other empty hand, a trace of confusion and dissatisfaction flashing in its emerald green cat eyes.

"Meow! Meow-ow!" It gently pawed at Xia Xia Xia Mujun's wrist, as if protesting: Not this! I want that green, fragrant thing from just now!

But Xia Xia Xia Mujun remained unmoved, just handed the cat treat forward again, the smile on his face gentle but with an unnegotiable persistence:

"If you don't eat this, there won't be 'that kind' of reward tonight."

His voice was not high, carrying a tone of coaxing and slightly teasing.

The white cat was stubborn at first, sitting in front of him, turning its face away, with an arrogant look of "not bowing for five pecks of rice," firmly refusing to look at that "mediocre" cat treat.

But after a stalemate of more than ten seconds, it found that Xia Xia Xia Mujun really had no intention of taking out catnip.

Eventually, the instinctive desire for delicious food, perhaps mixed with a bit of cat wisdom of "those who know the times are heroes," made it compromise.

It approached reluctantly and slowly, starting to lick the cat treat in small bites, making a faint "smack" sound in its throat.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun was very satisfied on the side, using his free hand to gently rub Shiro's head and back, feeling the soft and warm touch from his fingertips, as well as the slight trembling of the cat's body while eating.

And at this time.

Not only was Kaga Reisa on the side becoming more and more shy, not knowing where to put her gaze.

Even Natsume Ruri and Fujiwara Aoi, who were originally laughing and watching the fun, listened to Xia Xia Xia Mujun's dialogue with inducing and rewarding meanings, and then looked at the scene of the "master" "taming" the "arrogant pet" with snacks...

Both of them couldn't help but associate it with some... strange, subtle scenes of domination and submission.

Their faces also slowly and synchronously flushed, and their eyes began to drift.

The original interest in discussing manga also slowly fell silent.

In the living room, only the canned laughter from the variety show on the TV and the exaggerated tone of the host remained as background sound.

And, Xia Xia Xia Mujun's continuous, soft-toned yet inexplicably magnetic words teasing the little cat.

Among them, Kaga Reisa, who was the most delicate and introverted, even ghost-like, used her slightly trembling fingers to quietly take out the phone in her pocket, and under the cover of her body, quickly pressed the recording button...

"Yes, that's it, eat slowly."

"You've finished it all."

"Mm, you're very good and great today."

"Come, this is your reward."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun's original voice was clear and pleasant, and now that he lowered his volume, it added a few more gentle textures.

Plus these lines full of guidance and reward...

It could be said that at this very moment, his voice was like the highest quality hypnotic ASMR for the three girls present, acting directly on their sensitive eardrums and restless heartstrings.

After hearing it, the three girls all felt their heartbeats accelerate uncontrollably, their earlobes slightly hot.

They, who were originally sitting casually in a duck-sit or cross-legged position, seemed to have received some invisible command at this moment, and all adjusted their sitting postures quietly and unanimously, pulling their closed legs tighter.

Not long after.

The cat treat was licked clean.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked helplessly at the white cat in his arms that was licking its paws with satisfaction but still hadn't popped up the "recognition" prompt, and thought to himself.

Sure enough, without the effect of special equipment like the 'damaged ladle of the Oden Immortal' that could increase food flavor, relying solely on ordinary cat treats and catnip, the temptation still lacked a "decisive" taste.

Subsequently, he turned his gaze to the three unusually quiet girls on the side.

He intended to see how their discussion on the manga plot was going.

But his gaze had just swept over—

As if three radars had received the same signal, the three girls almost simultaneously, with a tiny amplitude, quickly shifted their gazes away.

Natsume Ruri pretended to lower her head to organize the manga.

Fujiwara Aoi suddenly cast her gaze at the TV screen, as if she had suddenly developed a strong interest in the variety show.

Kaga Reisa buried her face even lower, revealing only a red, small hair whorl.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun was stunned, and asked with some confusion:

"Mm? Why are you all not talking? Have you already discussed the next plot?"

Fujiwara Aoi seemed to be awakened, hurriedly laughed, trying to cover up her guilty conscience with vitality:

"Ha, haha... p-pretty much! Some key points have been straightened out!"

Kaga Reisa was still in a state of high shyness, her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't say a word, just crazily envying the little white cat that had just been coaxed and fed by Xia-brother.

Natsume Ruri took a deep breath, trying to suppress the heat on her face, stood up, and walked over to pick up the little white cat, which was still a bit dizzy and soft after finishing the catnip, into her arms.

She cleared her throat, trying to use her sister's "authority" to cover up her shyness, put her hands on her hips, and "complained" to Xia Xia Xia Mujun with a pout:

"Brother! You've played with the cat for long enough!"

"Hurry up and take a bath! Ruri has already filled the bathtub with water!"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked at his sister's slightly red but forcefully serious little face, although he felt their reactions were a bit strange, he didn't think too deeply.

He simply responded: "Mm, got it."

Then he got up, took his change of clothes, and walked toward the bathroom.

Fujiwara Aoi patted her cheeks, which were still a bit hot, and in order to distract herself, and also out of genuine curiosity, she said:

"Ruri-chan, your new house is really much more spacious than the previous one!"

"Can I look around and take some photos and short videos by the way?"