Love Daily with Grinding Cat

The phone rings.

Sakurai Momo looked at the caller ID: "It's my dad."

The last second I was still complaining in my heart about who is so good at timing: ...that's okay.

She picks up the phone.

A serious male voice asked on the other end of the phone how he was doing, and after finishing the chores, he brought up the topic of whether he was going to have an exam soon.

Her father is a middle school teacher, and he would ask about his studies every week on the phone. Sakurai Momo reasonably suspected that he couldn't find other topics to talk about.

Sakurai Momo already has an answer template.

Don't ask, asking is trying.

She: "Review with friends and come home now."

Dad responded calmly: "Can you make up for what you usually miss two days before the exam?"

She: "..." She laughed dryly.

Dad beat around the bush as usual to express his concern: "It's late, let your mother pick you up."

"Mom is on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow night." She said honestly, "But someone will take me home, so don't worry."

Usually their chats will end here, Sakurai Momo's father is the kind of character who has a sense of distance and seldom talks.

Dad probably has a lot of free time today. After a few seconds of silence, he continued to ask, "Is your classmate taking you home? A male classmate?"

She subconsciously glanced at Grinding.

Grind while walking and look at the flower shop that opened beside the road.

Without thinking too much: "Of course, it must be a boy."

The father on the other end of the phone hesitated for some reason: "Your mother is not at home, so be careful."

She: "Don't worry, I will definitely lock the door."

Dad: "Okay, then you should pay attention to yourself."

hang up the phone.

Grinding had already withdrawn his gaze, and since she said that it must be a boy, he has been listening to her on the phone with full attention.

"..."

He felt that what Xiaotao's father said was to make her a little defensive about him.

Danger.

It is too deliberate to bring up the topic just now after a phone call. Although it is a bit regrettable, I feel relieved that the topic has been diverted.

Get home, lock the door, and turn on the lights.

Yuki jumped off the cat climbing platform and trotted towards her with his tail raised high.

She stuck with the cat for a while, and yuki quickly got bored with the Twoleg's affection and ran away.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock.

Open the English textbook...

Why do Japanese people learn English! !

The effect is excellent, and I gradually become drowsy and stupefied.

The books in his hands were gradually crooked on the quilt.

The cat food hasn't been released——

The litter box hasn't been cleaned—

She opened her eyes.

After a short operation, all the drowsiness was driven away.

Yuki didn't know why she kept squatting next to the anti-theft door. She walked over and was about to say "Mom won't come back today so don't wait at the door" when she heard a rustling sound.

It was a knock, not a knock.

"..."

Silently squatting side by side with the cat beside the anti-theft door.

She began to think that the neighbor was wandering in the corridor waiting for someone without a key.

Until his own fingerprint lock was also pressed, and the password sounded wrong.

Uh-huh?

The apartment needs to swipe the door card to enter, unless the upstairs resident opens the door.

She swallowed, and asked through the door: "Did I find the wrong one?"

No answer.

Looking at Maoyan after a while, the voice-activated lights have been dimmed, and it is pitch black.

After covering the cat's eye, I thought about it and pasted it with glass glue.

Not at ease, she called the security of the property, and the other party told them that they would send someone to patrol the building.

It should be fine...

something.

Big problem!English textbooks have lost their hypnotic power!

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep at all.

I was wondering whether the security of the property was reliable, and whether that person was a thief.

Anyway, she couldn't memorize words in this situation, so she casually picked up a comic book from the bookcase.

……

It's over, I can't even read comics.

She sat up straight against the head of the bed, thinking for a moment.

The room was too quiet, she turned on the TV, and the heroine of the late-night show Xiaotian was helping the heroine take off his glasses.

She squinted.

In the next second, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and looked through his fingers again.

Kiss, kiss, kiss! !

After watching it for a long time, it was so sweet that it was a bit sluggish. When I switched channels, it turned out to be a late-night thriller... or the kind that hides people in the closet of a girl's room alone.

She turned off the TV blankly.

Sakurai Momo: [What are you doing! ]

After waiting for a few minutes, Kurihara and Xia did not reply to the message.

She changed her target, and Dai Ichikawa didn't reply.

No, don't high school students have nightlife now?Go to bed at ten?Roll me up and work hard!

Grinding is different, staying up all night playing games...

Thinking of this, I immediately typed without hesitation.

Sure enough, the message will be returned in seconds.

Smelly cat: [What's wrong? ]

When people are afraid, they have a strong desire to confide. With her extraordinary performance, the description of the scene, the appearance, and the psychological activities are not lost, and she sent a small composition.

Grinding happened to be researching... galgame when I received the news.

Girls, it's just too complicated.

why!

Why do I get "Huh? I don't want this kind of thing." when I give gifts!

It was obvious that I added 2 points for giving this favor last round, didn't I!

He searched the forum, and a player with the ID "Old Driver" made a complete guide.

[To focus, the protagonist of this work will lose his favor when he receives the same gift as before, which probably corresponds to the reality that if he gives the same thing every time, he will get a perfunctory evaluation (laughs). The sense of reality is up. 】

A group of nerds commenting below said that there is a partner in the three-dimensional dimension who can give gifts to the forum!

...It's not good to be too real, really.

Damn, it wasn't archived before.

However, I didn't expect Xiaotao to look for him at this time.

Grinding stared at the input for a long time, thinking that she was going to continue the topic on the way home.

As a result, a long list of eloquent messages popped up and directly swiped the screen.

He was stunned, and saw that the ending was "So I'm a little scared now, so I want to chat with someone qwq".

Reply to the message first: [Don't be afraid, it's a bit long, let me take a look. ]

Sakurai Momo felt that there was something wrong with the unfolding of the matter.

Smelly cat: [If you don't mind, you can talk to me, it would be better if someone talks with you. ]

Smelly Mao Mao: [And there are male voices in the house, generally people with evil intentions will be a little jealous. ]

Smelly Cat: [...If you don't like it, of course you can refuse it. ]

Refuse what, how can you refuse?

She didn't understand that He Xia would classify grinding into the high-cold category.

At that time, she felt that the grinding was so considerate - she decisively called the voice over.

Grinding's usual speaking tone is lazy.

Feeling powerless, you can lie down and act like a baby at any time.

It's not Yamamoto's enthusiastic-sounding voice, nor is it Xiao Hei's ostentatious, maddening voice.

The boy's voice sounded in the room.

The extraordinarily magnetic voice scratched sensitive ears like a feather, Sakurai Momo directly threw the fear behind her.

Sakurai Momo lamented that the sound of grinding was nice, and Grinding Jing was used to thinking about how to find a topic on the other side.

He glanced at the screen-casting game interface and was still stuck at the favorability point of being refused a gift, so he found a point of intervention.

"So, let's play a game."

Sakurai Momo was silent for a moment: "Alright, what are you playing?"

I was afraid that I would be too excited to play, so I stayed overnight.

Grind asked her to wait a moment.

Get up and turn off the computer, ready to lie on the bed and look for mobile games.

Looking at the forum interface for the last time, an enthusiastic netizen said: "After all, why do people who are either playing games or on the way to play games every day have girlfriends!"

Grinding feels bad.

He lay on the bed and cleared his throat: "Or is there anything you want to do, such as watching a movie with the microphone or I can tell you a story."

Sakurai Momo froze in place.

It's not you, it's too much like a couple!Too foul!

Probably seeing that she had been silent for a long time, he urged gently: "...Xiaotao?"

She drinks water tactically.

Tactics are useless.

Mosquito-repellent eyes, "Paji" put the glass back on the table: "You... the game is very good! Haha! Telling, telling stories is not a child anymore! Childish, really childish!"

22: 30.

Hello everyone, she is breaking eight eggs.

Sakurai Momo looked at the 5-minute countdown on the phone screen, lost in thought.

How did things become like this.

In fact, the two of them have already played a round, and she couldn't understand the bomb disposal instructions at all!Purely by reading it once, grinding and imagining it, the demolition was successful.

She said at the time: "Grinding is a bomb disposal expert!!"

Now it's her turn.

Laughing to death, people who can't read the manual came to defuse the bomb.

She was counting down to death: "Grinding!! There are a total of six threads which one to cut!!"

Grinding calmly replied: "Don't worry, what color is the thread?"

"Let me see... two white ones, one yellow, one blue, one black and one red."

After waiting for two or three seconds, grind: "Cut off the fourth and fifth roots."

She glanced at the countdown, there were four and a half minutes left.

"Then there are four symbols next to it, a four-square grid, a capital A in the upper left corner, and a capital K mirror next to it and put them together..."

Hi everyone, she's done.

No, there is no game experience tool man!

In the round just now, she took the paper and calculated it for a long time, and when there was one and a half minutes left, she solved it by grinding herself...

What the hell is this demolition finished with 3 minutes left in this round!

Her mentality collapsed, and she said directly: "I don't want to play anymore, I don't think this game is suitable for me."

Grinding usually does not swear casually because of his teammates even if he is online with others, at most he secretly frowns in displeasure.It was obviously the game she proposed, but he led the whole journey, and was secretly disgusted.

How can I still imagine the q version of the little girl in the small theater puffing up her cheeks, angrily playing tricks, falling to the ground and saying don't play this anymore, it won't look good to you if you play any more.

...cute as hell, isn't this much cuter than the one from galgame who sent flowers with a stinky face and showed affection?

After putting on the filter, Grinding didn't realize that he used a kind of bewildered tone to coax the children: "Then let's do something else, or go to sleep now?"

Do something. Something else. Anything or sleep.

Sakurai Momo choked, what kind of question is this asking, and how can she speak in the same tone as she usually finds Yuki Tie Tie.

She swallowed hard, and tentatively asked, "Do you want to sleep?"

Why is the quality of sleep so good? Now that she has opened eight eggs, she feels like she can open her eyes until dawn.

Before Grinding could answer, she heard a knock on the door.

Wait, you guys don't know how to open it.

She fell silent for a moment.

"Strange, why did I hear the voice of a girl talking in your room, is it an illusion—" The aunt who suspected of grinding her mother opened the door.

Sorry auntie, it's me.

It's not an illusion, please don't doubt yourself.

"I see, Momo is finally interested in this kind of game... But it's not good to play this in the middle of the night...?"

No, just defuse the bomb, auntie.

What are you talking about Auntie.

Oh, but it is true that bomb disposal in the middle of the night affects the quality of sleep.

There was the sound of clothes rubbing against the grinding side, and then he complained in a low voice: "Mom, go to sleep quickly and leave me alone..."

Auntie's dissatisfied voice: "What, let me care about you."

After a pause: "I see, heh heh. It's not for the girl you mentioned last time, to learn how to talk to girls in the game, right?"

Sakurai Momo was already dazed by the bomb disposal, but now she is directly dazzled.

Auntie is indeed an auntie.

How can there be three information points in one sentence——

When was the last time?Who is that girl?Bomb disposal games can also learn to talk to girls?

Sakurai Momo pricked up her ears, wanting to hear Grind's answer, and guessed with some information.

The ringing of the landline in the living room, which had not been ringing for thousands of years, made her almost turn over and fall to the ground in fright.

The aunt is over there: "What's the sound?"

For her, it might not be useful to escape shame, but she chose to escape to the living room to answer the phone.

"Ah... sorry the phone is indeed busy."

"Didn't you find anyone in the corridor? Have you checked the surveillance?...The one who came in with others has gone out now...but there is no guarantee that he won't sneak in again..."

After receiving a reply that she would pay attention to the increased number of security patrols in the near future, she put down the receiver.

Take a deep breath.

Back in the room, quietly staring at the voice that was still jumping second by second without being hung up.

There is no sound from the grinding side.

qwq help.

Should I speak up... what are you doing!In other words, should I hang up now!

Did not hang up.

Momo Sakurai heard a faint, fleeting chuckle.

"My mother has gone out."

Hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, before she calmed down from her nervousness, Grinding said something amazing again.

His voice was very soft, but it still came clearly: "Really just now, my heart beat faster than bomb defuse."

Heart beats faster than a bomb defuse...

Faster than defusing a bomb...

soon...

She stared at the phone, distracting her thoughts, does this phone have 3D surround sound effect?

Otherwise, how could these words echo in her ears like they were shouted in the mountains?

She fell on the bed and pretended not to answer, covered her face with the pillow, and wanted to roll around again.

Grinding is really super foul.

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The author has something to say:

When Tao went out to answer the phone——

Grinding mother took a look: "Hey, sleep with wheat? You can do it."

Grinding looked away: "...No, that's not the case."

But you reminded me, I think it can be implemented, let me think about how to cheat (strike out) to persuade her.

A lot of nutrient solution! ! kiss kisses! ! ! !

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