【Hui Shimazaki】Guide to domestication of wild cats

Hanazawa opened Shimazaki's wardrobe and frowned.It was dark inside.Black leather jacket, black windbreaker, black sweater, black T-shirt, even the tie for formal wear is only a little black.There are only a few pieces that are not black, but they are either white or red, and they are all big colors, not bright.Fortunately, Shimazaki has fair skin and good looks, and he looks good no matter what he wears.

His closet was the same as all men's closets, it was not big, and it was still not full, just a few empty clothes that were changed and washed in turn, looking lonely.Hanazawa pulled the hanger with the clothes to one side, so that all Shimazaki's clothes were crowded together, leaving a bigger piece.Then he hung up his new clothes one by one.

He picked out several hoodies, all with matching pants.I also chose different styles of baseball caps and peaked caps to match other clothes without hats that looked good and were thrown into the shopping cart.

After a while, the space he vacated was filled.

"I can see that you used to live a life with no concept of money at all." Shimazaki was in pain, and he glanced at the shopping bag that Hanazawa put on the ground, and there were still several bags that had not been taken out.

It's not that he doesn't have money, there is no other advantage in doing this business, that is, the salary is high.But Huaze is really not polite to him, if he likes it, he will try it, and he is satisfied after trying it.He has touched Shimazaki everywhere, and he is indeed in good shape, with good proportions, a typical hanger.No clothes pick him, only he picks clothes.

"Why, do you feel bad? I'll borrow it from you first. I have money, and I will pay you back when the time comes."

Huaze is really rich, and he has saved most of the remuneration he received since he was a child, as well as the gold and silver jewelry luxury goods that "that person" happily gave at the moment, he sold them and exchanged them for cash to save.Check the numbers every once in a while.I am so happy to have another zero. After I am free, I will fly to a foreign country first, find a place where the water is as blue as his eyes, and then bury myself in the sand on the beach from the neck down.

For no reason, Hua Ze wanted to do this.But such a thing is also a luxury for him who is still under the control of a contract.

Picking up his clothes, he caught a glimpse of Shimazaki's eyebrows twitching, thinking it was funny.Occasionally, the man would show a human-like expression.Although he immediately put on a smiling face again, it was like a mask, and it was annoying to see.

He thought for a while, and then added: "If you die, I will buy flowers and return them to you, pick the most expensive ones, and don't repeat the same every day."

"Whoever asks you to pay it back will buy it for you." Shimazaki thinks that the scary thing about teenagers is that they grow up so fast.Sometimes it only takes one sentence, one thing, and a quarter of an hour, and his mentality can change unexpectedly.

It is said that young people can grow up in just one night. After Huaze kissed him, he suddenly became unafraid.

Switching between guard and presumptuousness seems to be a cat's unique ability, and even Shimazaki feels that now he has a little bit of a feeling of losing control of this boy.Before, his light was too soft, and it would shatter when he pinched it, but now it jumped out with brilliance, and could pierce people's skin.

"Since you want to play, let's talk about the rules first." Hua Ze cut off the label of the last piece of clothing and hung it in, watching with satisfaction that her things occupied the black wardrobe and made it colorful: "I admit that you are better than me, so you set the rules. What can I do and what can't I do?"

"You can't escape, you can do anything else." Shimazaki sat on the edge of the bed, with his arms on his knees and his chin: "You can buy things or go out to play, as long as you are with me. If I find that you want to escape, so I……"

"Kill me, I understand." Hua Ze put on a bracelet.Made of colorful leather cords, and topped with beads of sanded wood.He thought it looked good, so he took it together when he picked out clothes.Shimazaki must have heard that he took something else, so he didn't express any opinion. Hanazawa accepted him as his acquiescence, and threw them into the shopping basket together.

"What's that?" Shimazaki heard the rustling voice, but couldn't figure out what Hanazawa was doing.Sometimes, his hearing is still limited.

Hanazawa stretched out his hand, grabbed Shimazaki's with the other hand, and placed it on his wrist.

It was a bracelet, Shimazaki thought.

Shimazaki never wears any accessories because he can't see and doesn't know what such things look like on a human body.It should make people look better, otherwise why everyone likes it.What's more, the one wearing the bracelet is his kitten, so he wants to see it even more.

"I really want to see you." Shimazaki held Hanazawa's thin wrist and pulled him into his arms.After a day of shopping, Hanazawa was sweating, and could smell a very faint smell when he got close, which made Shimazaki feel at ease.

The smell from a person who both parties agreed to kill him reassured him.

Shimazaki felt that maybe he was really crazy.

What is the opposite of madness?is it normal?Those ordinary people who come and go in the shopping mall, pick the freshest food, and talk about irrelevant topics with their family members, they must be normal.However, Shimazaki's life trajectory has been problematic from the very beginning, and he has never reached "normal".

The darkness that accompanies birth, the parents who have never masked their faces, the touch of a friend's broken neck bone in the hand, and the sobs of countless people when they die.

Is this normal?Shimazaki thought.And yet, even if abnormally, they did constitute him.

"What's good about me is just a face, everyone has it." Hua Ze snuggled into his arms, her face expressionless when she said this.

He thought it was a good thing Shimazaki couldn't see.

"You seem to hate your own appearance." Shimazaki traced Hanazawa's face with his fingers: big eyes, thick eyelashes, small and tall nose, matched with small and soft lips.

The kiss is like a mousse cake that melts on the tip of the tongue.

Shimazaki didn't know how to define such a face.He has never seen the appearance of others, so naturally there is no way to compare.But he knew that Huaze's appearance must be very good-looking in the eyes of normal people, just like himself.

"Do you like your face?" Hua Ze asked.

"I like it. Because it's very convenient."

Women will be fascinated by this face, and he will easily draw useful information from him, or use it as a cover for him to smoothly enter and exit the place he wants to enter and exit.

He was able to get in the banquet where he met Hua Ze by seducing a woman of high status.The other party is tired of dealing with the dignitaries who want to make friends with her, and notices that Shimazaki can't go away even if he attracts bees and butterflies.

"Don't you care what those women think of you? Don't you feel sick?"

"What do you think of me? Of course they regard me as a plaything for fun, to adjust their lives. Is it possible that they will really love me." Shimazaki laughed, which was different from his smirk, as if he really thought of it What's so funny: "Those women from famous families can't control their own feelings. They have long been determined to sign a marriage contract with a man who is also involuntary, so as to consolidate the status of the two families. "

"So, they need to have fun. They need a guy like me who is pleasing to the eye and a little pathetic. Give me a little nobility of cheap admiration to make them feel wanted."

Hua Ze stared at him blankly, chewing every word he said.

Shimazaki's point of view convinced him.The same is true for those who are obsessed with feline humans. It is not only pure sexual desire that breeds their love, but also the superiority of controlling the weak that they themselves refuse to admit.Their love for feline humans is by no means derived from the fact that the latter are worthy of being loved, but from the arrogance of alms from above.

Sadly, they're not absolute rights holders either.Just like those women fell in love with Shimazaki, he made them temporarily forget their helplessness and weakness.

"Then you still enjoy it?" Hua Ze said sullenly.

"Of course, the use is mutual. I also get corresponding pleasure from them."

"Dirty."

"You think I'm obscene because you interpreted my words as obscene." Shimazaki clasped his arms, kissed the fine hair on the top of his head, pecked it once and for all, and then pursed his hair with his lips.

The bandage on the boy's head was changed at the underground clinic on the way back, and the wound healed quickly, which is due to the better metabolism of cats than humans.Shimazaki bypassed the wrapped place, kissed from the forehead to the center of the head, and sucked the trembling ears.

"You mean I'm nasty?" asked the person being kissed, who was indeed thinking very nasty things at this moment.His head was itchy, and he no longer resisted such intimacy.He raised his head and rubbed Shimazaki's chin like a coquettish cat.

Many times he wants to be touched, whether it is skin, hair or even all organs that can feel foreign objects, he longs for the touch and peace of others' warmth staying on his body.But he was afraid that it was just released coldly by superficial desire and arrogant domination.

Huaze is very contradictory. He is constantly lost in the desire to be possessed and the fear of being possessed.

His desire cannot be seen, expressed, or grasped, and he cannot even describe its specific shape.But it had already swelled enough to burst his burning and painful body.

Now he was lying on Shimazaki's chest, feeling inexplicably calm.Shimazaki's body temperature is lower than his, cool, like his calm personality, gradually cooling down Hanazawa's burning pain.

Hua Ze has killed many people, but this is the first time someone has given him the right to kill him.

you are excellent.Shimazaki's voice echoed in his mind, realizing that he wanted to be recognized.As an enemy, Shimazaki recognized him. In the eyes of men, he was not only a beautiful and lovely killing tool, but also an opponent that he tried his best to conquer and defeat.

The more uncompromising the means, the more it shows that Huaze has such value.

Shimazaki was teased by the boy's dawdling, he turned over and pressed the cat on the bed, and put his hand into the new sweater he just bought.That skin was hot, and it seemed that there was an intention to burn him down.

When relaxing, Huaze is very soft, and her defenseless body turns into a puddle of water surrounded by balloons.It wasn't Shimazaki's hand that was stroking him, but his body guiding the hand into it.His clothes were shoved roughly against his chest, and more kisses and bites landed on the exposed areas.Hickey marks scattered on his fair skin, like spring flowers blown into the lake by the wind.

"It's so comfortable." Hanazawa narrowed his eyes, and he twisted his body following Shimazaki's movements, feeling the ever-spreading pleasure from his chest to his legs.His fingers pinched the edge of the bed tightly, revealing white knuckles.When the tail involuntarily wrapped itself around Shimazaki's arm, the boy suddenly bent his legs.

As soon as he gripped the edge of the bed hard, his legs clamped Shimazaki's neck and turned around, throwing him on the bed.

In the case of losing the strength of the upper body to the opponent, using the lower body to strangle the opponent to suffocation is indeed the right choice for Huaze.But the opponent was Shimazaki.

The moment Shimazaki's hand touched Hanazawa's ankle, he sharply shook off the opponent's neck, jumped up in mid-air with the strength of his hand, and landed exactly where he had put the scissors just now.If Shimazaki can see it, he must praise him for the beautiful lines drawn by his light movements, right?

Even if he couldn't see it, a smile spread from Shimazaki's lips.

"The right decision." Shimazaki looked in the direction of the feline boy, who was holding his breath, holding what could barely be called a weapon in his hand, and was concentrating on observing his every move.

The ankle was hot, and it was only for a moment that Shimazaki grabbed it.Hua Ze had no doubt that the man who was kissing him just a second ago would break his joints and throw him to the ground, and of course he was not much better.

He chuckled: "You are not the only one who can predict."

Hanazawa also began to be familiar with Shimazaki's movements.For example, he is right-handed.It's always the hand that grabs someone by the throat, and it's the same hand that grabs things from shelves and purses.For example, the corners of his mouth droop slightly before being aggressive, but not when joking.For another example, he always pretends to be in control of everything. When things are out of his control, his closed eyes will open and close without a trace, as if subconsciously wanting to see clearly.

It was the first time Shimazaki heard Hanazawa laughing, the boy's voice was very clear, he felt that someone was scratching his heart, and he couldn't wait for everything the other party would give him.

It's getting closer, and the boy's movements are always as fast as the wind.The sleeves fluttered, and the metal came through the wind.Shimazaki turned sideways to hide, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, more than one sharp blade came with killing intent.He raised his hand to block one, and the other made a muffled sound of piercing flesh on his shoulder.

"Ah, it's crooked." Hua Ze regretted that he was so far away from his heart.

The scissors in the left hand were knocked to the ground by Shimazaki, and the pocket knife in the right was inserted into Shimazaki's body and pulled out again, dripping with blood.He took this knife from the shelf next to them when the two were picking eggs. It was the same as the bracelet, and Shimazaki didn't ask.That's why I was able to put them into the paper bag I used to buy clothes and bring them into the bedroom together.

Otherwise, it would not be easy to get a knife from Shimazaki's nose into the kitchen.

It is false to escape in a hurry, and it is false to use scissors as weapons.Only this folding knife hidden in the sleeve, when Hanazawa was lying on his back on the bed and panting lightly, he was a little worried whether Shimazaki would touch it.

Fortunately, Shimazaki didn't. It turns out that he would be distracted sometimes.If it hadn't been for carefully hiding the knife all the time, Hanazawa really wanted to hug Shimazaki with open arms, caress his back and waist, want to get more from him before stopping all this.

Hanazawa didn't think he could defeat Shimazaki with this little trick, so when Shimazaki grabbed his wrist holding the knife, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Really strong, obviously a human being.

Hua Ze was pressed on the carpet, it was different from when she was on the bed, the man was not gentle at all.The pain replaced the kiss, taking away Hanazawa's thoughts inch by inch.

"You are awesome, my little guy, I really read it right." Panting, Shimazaki praised his kitten from the bottom of his heart: "But, you still rely too much on weapons. This can't work, how can you do this? Can kill me."

He picked up the hand of the boy who was unable to move, and kissed the back of his hand stained with his own blood: "But, I should still give you a reward."

TBC