The person coming down the stairs could, of course, only be Shiina Mashiro.
She was still wearing that white-stockinged cat-girl outfit. She wasn't wearing shoes, and her soft little feet, clad in white stockings, made a soft, muffled sound on the wooden stairs as she descended step by step.
With a glance, she quickly noticed the presence of the stranger, Ayano Kimishima. But she only gave her a flat, indifferent look.
Then she paid her no more mind, walking straight to the sofa and coming to Fumiya Jin's side.
She held out her hand, passing the tablet to Fumiya Jin.
Fumiya Jin was slightly startled, taking the graphics tablet to have a look. It was the same illustration Mashiro had been drawing in her room just a moment ago.
But back then it was only about halfway done, whereas now it was roughly ninety percent complete.
The content of the drawing was the most dazzling and yet most cruel part of the original movie—above the clouds, a brilliant meteor streaked across the sky, while below was a beautiful town built around a lake... It was Itomori.
A genius. She was a true genius.
A true, self-taught genius who could wield artistic expression—a skill that takes ordinary people more than a decade to even begin to grasp—as casually as drinking water.
For her, expressing herself through colors and lines was as simple as speaking. Whatever she wanted to say, her art would convey.
Fumiya Jin even felt a sliver of relief that he wasn't an artist himself. Otherwise, seeing something like this might have made him feel inadequate, perhaps even jealous.
"Miss Shiina, you're a real genius," Fumiya Jin remarked with heartfelt admiration.
"This is amazing..." Fumiya Jin couldn't help but marvel as he looked at it.
True artistic expression often transcends rational understanding.
Just as now, looking at this picture, Fumiya Jin couldn't discern what techniques or methods Shiina Mashiro had used, yet from the colors and lines, he simultaneously felt beauty, tranquility, brilliance, desolation, and despair—several completely different, even contradictory, emotions and sensations...
Hearing this, Shiina Mashiro remained expressionless, but in a place no one was watching, the tip of her little "white popsicle" clad in a white stocking twitched slightly.
She took back the graphics tablet and placed it on the coffee table. And sat down in Fumiya Jin's lap.
Fumiya Jin was slightly startled.
He suddenly felt that this girl was really like a little cat, a very affectionate one at that, already so close to him after only a day.
The key thing was, Ayano Kimishima was watching them right now.
The very moment Shiina Mashiro sat down, Fumiya Jin could feel the gaze secretly shooting at him from the side suddenly fill with disgust and contempt.
"What's wrong?" Fumiya Jin looked at the cute cat-girl in his lap. He wasn't so cold as to push her away, so he raised a hand and gently stroked her blonde hair. "Are you unhappy that I'm not bothering your drawing anymore? Came over to act spoiled on your own?"
"I'm done drawing," Shiina Mashiro said flatly.
"So?"
"You're not a bother anymore," Shiina Mashiro said.
Then, she obediently leaned back into Fumiya Jin's arms, looking as if he could do with her as he pleased.
Fumiya Jin was stunned for a moment. Then he understood what she meant. Because she was done drawing, his fondling wouldn't count as a disturbance, so he could play with her as he wished?
Shiina Mashiro's body trembled slightly, as if ticklish, but she didn't resist. And her Sharpness points didn't even show any sign of increasing.
Thank goodness, thank goodness. Since she was okay with it, it made sense that no points were being generated.
So these points must be coming from Ayano Kimishima!
So proactive, so submissive?
Fumiya Jin suddenly began to suspect that the cat-girl outfit he bought wasn't just a regular cosplay costume, but a magical item. Why does it feel like Mashiro has really been turned into a soft, clingy little cat-girl?
How is a man supposed to control himself!
Seeing the girl's two slender, white-stockinged legs resting naturally on the sofa beside them due to her sitting sideways in his lap, Fumiya Jin, in a moment of carelessness, reached out and held one of the little "popsicles," giving it a gentle squeeze.
Is raising a cat really this easy? Isn't Shiina the kitten a little too easy to raise?
It's a good thing she fell into my hands. If she had met a bad person, heaven knows what would have become of her.
An extremely quiet, grit-toothed whisper came from nearby. If you weren't listening carefully, you wouldn't even have caught what was said.
[+1]
Fumiya Jin was slightly startled. He turned his head and looked at Ayano Kimishima. He found Ayano Kimishima looking at him with an expression of utter disgust.
Of course, the moment Fumiya Jin looked over, Ayano Kimishima reacted. She quickly averted her gaze. But that split second before she reacted was enough for Fumiya Jin to catch the loathing in her eyes.
"Hm?"
Fumiya Jin suddenly realized something. He'd tested it before; Mashiro didn't actually mind him touching her. She only found him annoying when he bothered her while she was busy with something important.
And right now, Mashiro had already put down her graphics tablet and was obediently leaning in his arms, letting him...
I was staring at you lecherously for a long time, and you didn't find it disgusting. But the moment I get intimate with Mashiro in front of you, you find it disgusting?
Miss Kimishima, your mind is really full of other people!
However, this gave Fumiya Jin a new way to farm Sharpness. He deliberately lifted the white-clad "popsicle" slightly, allowing Ayano Kimishima's line of sight to pass over the sofa's backrest for a clearer view, and then...
[+1] [+1] [+1]
She now realized she hadn't been overthinking things at all, and her assessment of Fumiya-san wasn't the least bit exaggerated... This guy was an ultimate pervert on par with the criminals in doujins! His sunny, handsome appearance and demeanor couldn't possibly hide the filth in his heart!
This little blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl looked like the innocent, tender, and cute type. But she had already been tamed by Fumiya Jin into an obedient, proactive little kitten who threw her pure body into his arms, letting him play with her without the slightest hint of resistance.
What was this? This was clearly a textbook case of a beast's depraved actions!
It was also a snapshot of the tragic state of girls after being thoroughly toyed with by him—they would lose their sense of self, completely reduced to his pets, losing even the will to resist...
How terrifying. To think that Lady Yuki was also one of his victims, and could also be gradually tamed into such a state like this girl... Ayano Kimishima's heart filled with disgust.
How could such a disgusting person exist in this world?
No, I must keep this man completely in check and protect Lady Yuki. Even if I have to sacrifice everything, I absolutely cannot let her become a mindless thing like this girl!
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