My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

The touch of the palm is dry and soft soft hair. The fluffy pink cat fur feels very smooth. Like the tailbone.

It is slippery and smooth, soft and warm. When it is held in the palm of the hand, it will twist like a struggle, trying to pull it out from his palm - in this way, people can't help but want to hold it more firmly. Clenching tightly, knead vigorously with your hands.

The soft and smooth tail hair squeezed in between the fingers, and the pink and fluffy cat hair clings to the fingertips, so comfortable that even the air exhaled from the lung cavity is scorching hot.

Obviously the weather is close to late autumn, and the air conditioner is not turned on in the room, but the dog curly spine just feels that the room is so hot that his breathing becomes heavy, and there is a fine layer of sweat on the front and back of his chest. The lining of the clothes was exceptionally damp and sticky and uncomfortable.

The tail encircled by the five fingers was still trying to pull itself out, but the friction force of the tightly clenched palm made it useless, and could only be pulled by a slight force.

Seeing the cat's tail writhing in vain, the white tip of the tail made people feel itchy, not sure whether it was dizziness or a coincidence, the dog curled its fingers hard, and squeezed it with a little strength.

"Meow-woo!"

The pink-haired cat lying on his body shook violently, and then, visible to the naked eye, the pink tail hair exploded completely, and the fingers pressing on his shoulders, neck, and chest couldn't help but buckle down, and the fingertips The magician's shoulders and neck were numb from the pressure, and he thought inappropriately, if Xia Ye still had sharp cat claws at this moment, they might have sunk into his flesh.

"Mr Thorn, your tail hurts."

Even the cat ears on the top of his head were flattened into airplane ears. The cat ears Xia Ye riding on his chest and abdomen seemed to shrink his body, and his back was slightly arched, as if he was about to be frightened and run away in the next moment. Or leaning down and attacking, the pink cat eyes with a thin pupil line are also covered with mist, as if a wild cat has been tamed and frightened, softly pressing its paws on his chest and acting like a baby:

"Let go of your hands, okay?"

The dog Curly Ji suddenly remembered that cats have a behavior called "stepping on milk", that is, retracting their paws to the tip of their paws, pressing them back and forth on the owner's body...just like what Xia Ye is doing now.

"Dried bonito."

The dog curly spine didn't want to let go of his hand, so he subconsciously rejected the request.

...But what should he do after refusing?

Have you been holding it?

The cat's tail held in his palm has been twisted so that he is sweating all over, and he can't vomit something in his heart. He really wants...he really wants to...

What exactly is he trying to do?

So my wife Xia Ye shook the cat's ears again, and after attracting the spellcaster's blank gaze, she raised her right hand, licked the back of her hand like a real cat, and then said slowly again:

"If Mr. Thorn doesn't want to let go, just lighten up, be gentle... let's touch it."

The spellcaster's gaze moved away from the little white dot on the tip of the pink cat's ear, and landed on the tip of the pink tongue licking the back of his hand in a daze, and after slowly understanding the meaning of my wife Xia Ye's words, slowly It moved to the half of the cat's tail held in the palm of his hand.

The soft and inductive voice continued to float in my ears:

"Whether it's kneading or pinching, the tip of my tail, the base of my tail, and my ears... Lord Thorn can do whatever he wants."

I don't know if it's the heat or the nervousness, the sweat slid down the sideburns, the dog's throat rolled, and then his eyes went blank for a moment.

——Already invited like this, if you don’t do anything else, can you still be considered a man?

The next moment, the silver-haired spellcaster, whose muscles were stiff and pressed to the floor, raised his upper body violently, and then wrapped one hand around the pink-haired cat that was blown all over because he didn't react, and supported the ground with the other hand, He moved back and half leaned against the bed with a fulcrum.

The purple eyes are a little deep, the curtains are tightly drawn, the light above the head is warm yellow, and a circle of light is cast in Xia Ye's cat pupils, just enough to cover the head of the little figure in the pink cat's eyes. His collarbone was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his chest heaved and heaved because of his heavy breathing.

One hand was still holding half of the cat's tail, while the other hand slid against the direction of hair growth, and finally landed on the base of Wen Wen's tail.

The hot fingertips paused, and then continued to slide upwards. The pulp of the fingers touched the smooth and tender skin that is different from the fluffy tail. The hands seemed to tremble finely, maybe it was a little itchy, so the dog curly thorns comforted lightly. Tapped and pressed.

He thought, it turns out that the cat's tail... grows on the last segment of the caudal vertebra.

……

Cats' tails seem to be extra sensitive.

Whether it is clenched, rubbed, stroked along the hair or against the hair, there will be different reactions, but apart from those subtle differences, the final results of the reactions that can be caused are mostly the same, and they will be classified into one in the end. kind.

— as it is now.

There is a fluffy head buried in the neck, and the soft hair makes his chin and neck itchy, and the trembling cat ears will rub against the position between his chin and neck, and it itch every time His heart was numb, and he couldn't control the strength of his fingertips, and accidentally grabbed the cat's tail and frowned in pain.

Curlythorn felt that it was too hot in the room.

He is also hot, the air is hot, the floor is hot, the foot of the bed on his back is hot, and the pink-haired cat in his arms is also hot.

It was so hot that it was like hugging a small stove, but somehow I didn't want to let go, and I even wanted to hold it tighter... Or, or do something else.

Can I do something else?He was too hot, his hair was sticking tightly to the side of his face with sweat, and his muscles were tense, what he was enduring...Xia Ye's current appearance, current movements, and current temperature all made him It's very difficult.

Reason seems to be a tight string, as long as there is any more pressure, the gravity will be broken. Gou Juanji feels that his bottom line has reached a precarious point. If Xia Ye goes too far...

It seems that he put himself in a weak position, but he pressed on every step of the way. He was forced to retreat again and again, and he used the softest tone to persuade him, but what he did was all very uncomfortable things for the teaser. Xia Ye, he... he was simply bullying people.

The dog curly thorn took another long breath, but the air sucked into the lung cavity was not cool, on the contrary, his trachea was hot, and it was hot from the inside to the outside.

If Xia Ye goes too far, he will...

... What is he doing?

Before he could think of the faint threat in his heart, the side of his neck suddenly became hot.

The hot air in his breath hit the skin on the side of his neck, and then he was rubbed by a small soft thing, leaving a wet mark, and then he continued to stare at the skin on the side of his neck and rub it , His blood almost flowed back to his face, and the roots of his ears were completely red.

The dog Juicing was half a beat slow to react, it seemed that the pink fur cat was licking his neck with the tip of its tongue.

It was too difficult, too much.

Xia Ye is really too much.

The dog Juicy took a deep breath, then yanked the tail in his hand, and after the dishonest pink-haired cat stopped trembling, he lowered his head, not using much force, but also slightly angry, He bit down on the trembling cat's ear, pressed it with the tip of his teeth, controlled not to hurt the fragile cat's ear, and rubbed it lightly.

***

The matter did not continue because after the painful cry of "meow", the door of the room was knocked hesitantly.

"Student Goujuan, are you alright?"

I didn't know that my wife Xia Ye had already dispelled the supernatural ability, and thought that there was only one person and one cat in Goujuan's room, so Yi Guyou, who couldn't do anything at all, asked too worriedly:

"Could it be that my wife's classmate is becoming a cat seriously? If you are controlled by the cat's instinct and accidentally bite you, I think you should—"

We should consider letting classmate Pang Da take care of my wife and classmate, after all, he is not afraid of being bitten.

Empress Dowager Yi Guyou didn't say a word, because the room that was silent after he finished knocking suddenly heard a "click" when the lock was unlocked, and the abnormally heavy footsteps and breathing stopped behind the door, and he watched the curse. The door of Teacher Yan's room was opened a crack, revealing a small scene that could be glimpsed through the crack.

"..."

The silver-haired classmate, the spellcaster, was still blushing on his face, the corners of his eyes and brows carried a mysterious aura of a mature adult at night, his collar was completely open, and his neck and collarbone were covered with a thin layer of sweat—emphasis, the side of his neck It is shiny, and you can still see a tooth mark oozing blood. It is very fresh, and it looks like it has just been bitten.

"Great mustard."

--fine.

So said the dog curly thorn.

Bone Yutai: "..."

Although Gou Juan said he was fine, his gaze was still dull—after all, seeing is believing.

The veins of patience are still floating on the back of the hand holding the door, the air is hot, the chest of Goujuan is still heaving, and the impatience of being disturbed is shining in the purple eyes (filter)... This, no matter No matter how you look at it, it looks like he was disturbed by something! ! !

Yi Gu Youtai gasped.

He is taller than Gouju, so even if he is blocked by the crack of the door, he can pass over the head of the silver-haired classmate and accidentally see something.

Although I didn't see much, because when my eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the pink-haired boy with cat ears in a coat, Yi Guyou stopped the car in time, pulled back his eyes firmly, and stared at him with his head down. He lifted the toe of his shoe, and said in the calmest voice he could utter:

"That's it... Maybe I misheard, sorry to disturb Goujuan, I'll go back first—no, I'll go to Panda's place to chat first, I haven't chatted with Panda for a long time."

After finishing speaking, when I was on a mission abroad, my aura exploded. Everyone put a lot of pressure on everyone. The former curse master Miguel worried about whether he would be hacked by a knife every day. He was not even afraid of super curse spirits. The super conjurer...the whole body was stiff, with the same hands and feet, and even with an aura of fear, he quickly left the door.

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

...Well, Yuta definitely misunderstood what they were doing.

The dog Curly Thorn closed the door silently, then turned his head, and looked at the pink cat pupil who was staring straight at him with a little headache.

The originally soft tail hair was frizzy by him, and it "slapped" on the ground irritably, and the cute cat's ears that stood up were wet with paste, which was where he had bitten just now.

It didn't hurt the cat's fragile ears, but the pain still caused the pink cat to "meow", and even attracted Youtai who heard the sound... If it wasn't for the interruption of Youtai, they might really continue in a daze, It's also possible that something that is prohibited for minors will happen.

The jacket was picked up again and put on by Xia Ye, to cover the reddened shoulders, and the back, shoulders and waist where his fingerprints were pinched.

... They obviously didn't do anything, not even kissed, but why, no matter how it looks, it seems like they did everything?

"Mr. Thorn, the guy who got in the way has already left, let's continue."

The teeth were sharper than normal, and the tip of the tongue was thinner and thinner. The wild pink-haired cat licked its fingertips, and invited again stickily:

"We can be closer, more of each other's—"

"Dried bonito!"

--no!Not yet of age!So no!

At least, wait for him to become an adult in two days...

The curse speller, whose bottom line was already faltering, covered his face in pain.

Xia Ye is too good at flirting, too testing his moral bottom line... After all, he is also a vigorous male high school student, and it is too difficult to fight against the moral bottom line.

The upright male high school student is still struggling with the moral bottom line, while my wife Natsuno, who has already stepped over the other side, rushed to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and happily held up two small squares at him package of:

"There is everything in the room, Mr. Thorn, look!"

... What's going on, it feels like Xia Ye has prepared everything, only a little bit of his nod.

The dog curly spine wiped his sweat silently...too bad, he also wanted to run.

***

In the end, nothing was done.

The dog curly spine is already proficient in this method. First use [Sleep] to send the pink-haired cat with warm eyes to sleep, and then he is so skilled that he goes to the bathroom and takes a shower by himself.

In the end, he came back with a sage's breath and moisture, silently hugged the pillow in his arms again, and then opened his eyes for a long time, and only started to sleep when the sleepiness finally came.

He didn't sleep well this time.

It may be that the room is too hot, or it may be that the cat ears on Xia Ye's head are still rubbing his chin itchy, or his arm is being pillowed, which makes the blood flow not smooth, which is why the arm is numb... the back of the hand Also a little hot.

Moreover, I had a nightmare.

……

The picture in the dream was very blurry at the beginning, everything he could see was like a scribbled oil painting, and the people in it had no faces or voices, just like a grotesque silent film, which made his eyes dazzled.

It seems that the silent film is observed from the perspective of God. The protagonist is a figure with a pink fuzzy head. I can’t see what I’ve done, nor can I see the surrounding environment. In short, I can’t see anything except that pink head.

Then gradually, as if it was long overdue, the scene was gradually constructed, and the characters seemed to switch from a child's graffiti to a high-definition screen in an instant. The line was disconnected and it rang directly to my ears.

Pink soft hair, cute fair face, the difference is probably the expression - different from the usual innocent smiling face, in the dream, it seems to be mostly expressionless.

No matter when he was walking, or when he was standing still, or even when he was killing people with a blood-stained rust knife, he didn't smile, but his eyes widened a little, and his face flushed a little.

It wasn't until this time that the dog curled up in a haze, belatedly reacting to something.

It turned out that he had dreamed about Xia Ye.

The Xia Ye in the dream seems to be connected to the silent film of children's graffiti before. I can't imagine what happened before, but what he did, his environment, including The "people" around him can see clearly.

The clearest environment seems to be in some kind of dark basement, there are weird and mysterious magic circles, and strange props, which seem to have a mysterious atmosphere. If the dog rolls the spine to describe his feeling, it is probably Entering Maki's magic tool warehouse in the Chanyuan, it is obviously just a weapon, but because of the effect of the curse, it looks a little weird.

The magic circle seemed to be prepared by Xia Ye, because he was standing in the center, and there were two figures on the edge whose upper half of their faces were blocked by shadows, whispering and not knowing what they were talking about.

Gou Juanji just thought about it, the voice was too vague, he wanted to go over to listen to it, but the next moment his consciousness came back suddenly, he woke up from the dream, turned over and sat up quickly.

It was just dawn, and the protagonist who just appeared in the dream was sleeping next to him, with his body half curled up, his tail wrapped around one of his arms, his eyes closed, and he exhaled warm breath, with thick pink eyelashes protruding under his eyes. There is a circle of shadows, and even the pink cat ears are trembling in sleep, and they seem to be sleeping very comfortably.

Probably because of the effect of the spell, so he didn't even wake him up abruptly, so the dog curled up and lay down again silently - there was everything in the dream, didn't it just have a strange dream, shouldn't let it affect him of rest.

Everything else is normal, except the back of the hand is a little hot.

***

"Spine, even if we all know how beautiful cat's ears are... But we still have to have some rest."

The next day, probably Yi Guyoutai went to Pang Da's room and slept together, or maybe this panda with a head full of yellow cotton made up something in his own brain. In short, after seeing the dog After curling up the shadows under his eyes, he said so in an unsurprising tone.

"..."

This time, Gou Juanji didn't bother to refute "dried bonito" anymore, he raised his eyes sullenly, glanced at his classmate with his gloomy purple eyes, then moved back again, staring straight ahead without moving.

After all, his negation was too weak. In this state and background, he would not believe it if he replaced the bystander with himself, so he couldn't explain it at all.

—what could he do?Pang Da thought they had done everything as early as in the sister school exchange competition, and even asked "how many times you have done it" instead of "to what extent" in the first sentence... What is the explanation? Feel free to misunderstand go.

Gou Juanji smashed the pot and thought, anyway, Xia Ye has been going too far recently, maybe one day it will come true... His moral bottom line has really been shaken by the impact, and Xia Ye may become an exceptional person when he becomes an adult. It is really unknown whether the arduous task can last until then.

However, he already felt indifferent to Buddhism, but my wife Xia Ye suddenly twitched her ears and looked over with pink cat eyes.

"So, right?Even Senior Pang Da thinks so. 』

『Thinking-kun and I should belong to each other long ago and become the closest relationship. 』

With a hat on top of his head, he hid the eye-catching cat ears in the hat, and put on a long windbreaker over his school uniform jacket. In order to block his tail, my wife Natsuno kicked the ground expressionlessly, and then used the corners of her eyes to From the corner of the eye, he went to scan the spellcaster who was very listless.

"Obviously it's already reached that level...what are you still worried about? 』

Before the curse speller noticed, my wife Xia Ye slowly looked back, his eyes were a little dark, and there seemed to be a layer of haze in the pink pupils, dusty, as if he had made some plans.

"In this case, Mr. Thorn's thoughts... don't think about it anymore, right? 』

"There is nothing to be scruples about, and there is nothing to hesitate. Mr. Thorn is always unwilling to take that step, so you can only take some measures, and I will take that step." 』

"...Speaking of which, after today is over, it will be Thorn-kun's birthday, so I need to give him an unforgettable birthday present. 』

……

On this side, no one knows what kind of roller coaster my wife Xia Ye is driving in her heart with an innocent and well-behaved expression on her face. On the other side, she doesn't know that she has reached a dangerous distance from the small black house, and Gou Juanji is also a little absent-minded.

Said it was because of the dream... That's not true, after all, the dream is just a dream, there is no need to struggle after waking up from the dream.

However, probably something somewhere gave him a premonition, and he always felt a little strange, from the back of his left hand to that dream, even, he always felt that on the ground of the winter wood he was stepping on, Something is wrong.

——If there is a magician here, it may be seen that this is probably a sign of the activation of a weak magic circuit.

It may be no different from what is contained in the body of ordinary people, but even ordinary people, in this state, will have reactions that they can't figure out to the magic power in the air, including the perception of underground spiritual veins. It may only last for a short period of time, but once it appears, with the conditioned reflex of the conjurer consciously controlling the spell power, there will also be a weak reaction of "feeling a little strange" inexplicably.

Or to put it another way, the magic power and the magic power overflowing from the underground spiritual veins of Fuyuki City produced a weak perception, which is probably not much different from the airflow vibrating from the wings of mosquitoes. At the maximum, it can only be perceived to this extent.

However, just because he can't perceive others doesn't mean others can't perceive him.

……

The man in a priest's attire turned his head slightly, stared at a few young people who seemed to be waiting for the bus, and turned his gaze back with a flat expression before his sight was caught.

The breath is unusual, but the flow of magic power is too weak... so is it another type of ability user whose pitifully few magic power circuits have been activated by Fuyuki's spiritual vein?

This kind of situation is not uncommon. After all, the composition of personnel in Japan is extremely complicated. Magicians, supernatural beings, conjurers, and more common fire ability users in southern Europe, as well as special illusionists... Some of them have magical powers The guy in the loop couldn't be more normal, and it's normal to be activated by the magic loop after stepping on the Fuyuki boundary.

So... special only one other.

Kotomine Kirei rubbed the cross on his chest, thinking casually.

The other, it seems... doesn't look very human.