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Since the incident at the Juvenile Detention Center caused a slight delay, Hanakain Reiji arrived home a little later than usual dismissal time.
However, it wasn't much later, only about five to ten minutes.
After all, the time from meeting Busujima-senpai at the coffee shop, receiving the call and heading to the Detention Center, to eliminating the Special Grade Cursed Spirit didn't take long. Most of the time was actually spent waiting for the car and riding back.
Even so, when the young man took the elevator upstairs and used his key to open the door, before he could even turn the lock completely, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps rapidly approaching from inside.
Just like last night, the moment the door swung open, a full, black female silhouette rushed out from inside. Bringing with her the aroma of the dinner cooking in the living room, she greeted the young man outside the door with a big hug that had both elasticity and impact.
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"That's very naughty, Hana-Hana! Big Sister has been waiting for you all day. Why are you only just coming back now? Didn't you promise you wouldn't have to go out and 'work' today?"
Truly acting like an affectionate cat who couldn't wait to welcome its owner home, Kuroka clung to Hanakain Reiji, using both hands and feet without any regard for appearances. She buried her nose into him, sniffing everywhere, as if afraid of missing even the slightest clue.
"It wasn't that late, was it? It was only less than ten minutes late in total..."
Hanakain Reiji's tone was laced with helplessness.
Feeling that his clothes were starting to slip down slightly due to the weight of the cat-girl on his body, he was forced to free one hand, slip it under the front of her kimono, and give a firm upward boost.
"Awoo-meow!"
The sensation was clearly transmitted. Kuroka, who had been diligently checking the young man's scent with her head down a second ago, instantly lifted her head and stiffened her body. A subtle tremor ran from her torso through her entire body, vibrating all the way to the tips of her cat ears.
The kimono-clad cat-eared girl held her breath, biting her lower lip.
A large question mark rose above Hanakain Reiji's head.
"What's wrong?"
"Th-That..."
Managing to ease the stiffness in her body, Kuroka lowered her head slightly, presenting her flushed cheeks and water-filled eyes to the young man.
"...I'm hard." (I'm aroused.)
Hanakain Reiji "..."
What do you mean, just one hug and you're aroused? Am I some kind of human aphrodisiac?
That's crazy!
Besides, he had plenty of physical contact with Rias and the others at school, and none of them turned red-faced and started breathing white steam when he touched them.
As for the Nekomata heat cycle, that was completely out of the question.
"H-How should I know."
As if seeing through the young man's thoughts, Kuroka pouted with a blush.
"Anyway, I'm fine when I'm alone at home during the day, but as soon as you touch my body, Hana-Hana, I just can't help but want to..."
"Yes, yes~"
Hanakain Reiji casually hummed in acknowledgment. At this point, it didn't matter whose fault it was.
If he didn't take action immediately, Kuroka would soon ruin his jacket, which he could have worn for another day, forcing it to be cleaned right away.
At the very least... a faint, damp sensation was already curling around his fingertips.
With that thought, Hanakain Reiji stepped directly into the entryway, closed the door behind him, changed his shoes, dropped his backpack right there, and headed straight for the bathroom with the cat-eared girl still in his arms.
Since things have come to this, let's take a shower first.
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They were inside the bathroom for over an hour.
It wasn't until the freshly cooked food on the dining table in the living room was completely cold that the commotion in the bathroom gradually subsided.
The perspective shifts to the bathtub, where two towels lay soaked and intertwined in the warm bathwater.
Kuroka had now returned to her normal state and calmed down.
She stood by the sink, dried off, and lowered her head, allowing the young man behind her to move the hairdryer back and forth through her long hair. Her fair feet, slightly turned inward, were pressed together, her big toes continuously rubbing against each other. The mirror above the sink reflected the girl's still-flushed cheeks and her increasingly seductive red lips.
"Hana-Hana..."
"Hmm?"
"Just now in the bathtub, I thought I smelled another girl's scent on you..."
"Mhm."
"Whose?"
Her first sentence was pitiful, the second was a little probing, and by the third, it had completely turned into the tone of a girlfriend checking up on her man.
Hanakain Reiji's movement of operating the hairdryer paused slightly.
"She's from the Jujutsu Association. You wouldn't know her, Kuroka."
"Jujutsu Association... Oh, was it about that finger from yesterday?"
Kuroka was quite intelligent. With just a few words, she mentally filled in the general cause and effect of the situation.
After all, Hanakain Reiji had said yesterday that the finger belonged to the Sorcery world. It was only natural that the Jujutsu Association would send someone over for that reason.
"Yes."
Hanakain Reiji's hands didn't stop moving.
"Then I got a call from the Jujutsu Association, roughly about a Special Grade Cursed Spirit appearing in the Tokyo area, blah blah, so I went to help deal with it a bit."
"'Helped deal with it a bit'?"
Kuroka slightly emphasized the latter half of the sentence.
"Tell me the details. How much help was it? Did you go with that girl? Did you fight the Special Grade Cursed Spirit together?"
"Mhm, something like that."
"And did you happen to save that girl's life along the way?"
As if she was already intimately familiar with this kind of plotline, the cat-eared girl's tone was already quite hostile by this point.
"Save... I wouldn't say that. I just saw she was struggling a bit, so I lent a hand."
Hanakain Reiji stroked the girl's gradually drying and smooth long hair, manually adjusting the hairdryer to a natural wind setting.
"It wasn't long at all. I came straight back as soon as it was sorted."
"Oh—"
Kuroka slightly drew out the sound.
But this was not a tone of relief; rather, it felt like the wind-up phase before a charged attack.
Sure enough, the next moment, she performed a lightning-fast cat-like spin, and her slender hand instantly locked around the young man's neck.
"Aaaah, Hana-Hana, you're going to drive Big Sister crazy! Can't you just change this habit of saving everyone and sticking your nose into everything?! It's over, it's completely over now! That girl will completely fall for you soon, voluntarily becoming your Star Slave (Sei-dō-ryoku), and never be able to leave!"
"What kind of nonsense is that? You make it sound like I cast some kind of spell on her, and besides, I don't know Sorcery..."
Hanakain Reiji's face was lined with exasperation.
"Yes, yes, you don't cast spells, but Hana-Hana, you are the big spell yourself!"
The cat-eared girl's face was full of disappointment and frustration, almost to the point of grinding her teeth.
But when she reached the final sentence, her voice suddenly dropped, and her gaze flickered to the side. A faint blush crept up her cheeks again, and her seductive red lips slightly muttered.
"Don't talk about anyone else. How I got into this mess is something I know all too well..."
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