Love Daily with Grinding Cat

The winter sun is lazy.

The aroma of marshmallow hot cocoa fills the game room, now a multipurpose study.

She and Grind each occupy half the room.

The desk near the door belongs to the grinder, and Momo Sakurai usually nests on the beanbag sofa in front of the custom-made library bookshelf on the other side of the room to read magazines and media books.

Play games with headphones and listen to music with wireless headphones.

Do not disturb each other, but you can see the other party who is serious about writing and reading when you look up or look back.

to lunch time.

The laptop was moved to the corner of the small irregular mango-shaped coffee table, and the plate was placed next to the mug.

The plate is filled with steaming sweet potatoes whose skins are slightly cracked and the honey juice overflows.

This is a local product that my father brought two days ago.

Peanuts, all kinds of dried fruits, watermelons, and sweet potatoes with high sugar content and delicate flesh are the special products of Chiba Prefecture...

No one can refuse roasted sweet potatoes in winter. Among the local products of Chiba Prefecture, "Red Haruka" is the most suitable variety for roasting.

It's the New Year's holiday of the sophomore year.

It turned out that she and Grinding planned to go to New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year like last year, and then went back to their respective homes to spend the holidays.

This plan was broken by a call from Sakurai Momo's father that night.

He wants to see his daughter's boyfriend.

It's not as simple as saying hello and snorting coldly through the nose as in the video call, but grinding needs to truly face a major difficulty in life-how to make the family relationship and status initially harmonious and recognized.

Sakurai Momo didn't have such troubles.

Grinding parents are very nice, gentle and warm.

From Mo Mo's point of view, compared with the cold son when they came to pay New Year's greetings, the sincere, sweet-talking little girl and them are more like a family... chatting happily.

Only in the original plan, he would go home and hide in a small room with a door to shield visiting relatives. When he heard the news, Mo Mo showed a serious look.

Although he is now studying at Target School, which is highly favored by the job market in the comprehensive evaluation of the Department of Finance, he can often pretend to Xiao Hei and the others that he is still considered rich.

Not long ago, Yan Zong, who was promoted to chairman by angel investment, was still in a panic.

The status of the chairman did not give him any extra points or even a suspected deduction, because he got a sentence from his girlfriend's father, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a few extra money", grinding: "..."

The addition of the word "again" is really strange.

Xiaotao's father rejected the two of them's proposal to go to Chiba, and said that he came to visit an old friend and took the time to meet them.

While preparing New Year's gifts and meeting parents' gifts, the clever male college student who was once known as the "brain" fell into deep thought.

Meimei unwrapped Sakurai peach: owo

Sakurai Momo, who was trying to keep calm after seeing the contents clearly: "...what is this?"

Grinding, who has been anxious for two days and two nights and has seriously affected sleep, is listless: "[Beep——] brand belt tie, [beep——] brand watch, [beep——] brand leather clutch."

After facing the brain circuit of "as a teacher, you need to wear formal clothes in class, which are very practical", Momo Sakurai made up the picture of her simple and rigorous old father getting rich overnight and being surrounded by colleagues.

She twitched the corners of her mouth.

That meal was so dizzy, Shanzhi Sakurai Tao herself was dizzy from eating.

Except that the old father choked when he saw the gift prepared by grinding, and beeped: "Entrepreneurship is not good, it is unstable, and it is better to be a civil servant."

The rest of the time is as follows -

Grinding: sitting on pins and needles, being asked questions by the teacher, trying to maintain a good impression of fluent answers.

Dad: Looking at him carefully, holding a soju glass with one hand, and asking serious questions.

Xiaotao: Eat like a binge, drink fruit juice after eating salty food.

"Can you drink?"

Grind, who officially turned 20 at the end of last year and is legally allowed to drink alcohol, drank a small cup calmly while his future father-in-law looked at him with deep meaning.

The transparent wine was spicy, completely different from the low-alcohol shochu that the volleyball team sometimes ordered when they had dinner together.

Just a few days after the New Year's holiday is the coming-of-age ceremony.

Sakurai Momo was eager to try and run away for a few days, and she took a small sip in the slightly subtle eyes of her old father and her boyfriend.

She couldn't figure out why her father would like to drink spicy and bitter wine.

He raised his head and took a big sip, savoring it carefully.

……

……

She just dropped the line.

Thoughts are severely dropped, connection fails from time to time, and even the connection delay is very serious.

The soft voice of the diners in the restaurant and the voice of the father seem to be far away in the sky, and it is impossible to distinguish the content.

It seems to be talking about "family"...

Sakurai Momo was about to fall asleep, and the tense dinner came to an end when she collapsed dizzily onto Grind's shoulder.

The old father retained his dignity and got up to pay the bill, Grinding adjusted his sitting posture so that she could lean more comfortably, and stared at her lips stained with crystal wine for a while.

Afraid of dirty hands, Sakurai Momo cut the roasted sweet potato in half with a knife and dug to eat.

Grinding sat next to her, and asked casually while eating: "Would you like to go somewhere during the three-day holiday for the coming-of-age ceremony? Do you want to check in the filming location of the movie we watched last week?"

Sakurai Momo felt that something was wrong.

Sakurai Momo silently moved back, taking a defensive stance.

Grinding: "..."

Grinding: "What's wrong?"

Feeling afraid of the cold, Momo Sakura offered to travel to places where the temperature is below zero, which is a big problem: "What's wrong with you???"

Snow-capped, the romantic snow scene is like being in a fairy tale world.

Bare tree trunks, branches of evergreen trees, roofs, street lights...

The snow is thick and covered with silver.

The vacation location they choose is not suitable for hurriedly following the scenic spots and leisurely itinerary.

After I went to the hotel to pack my luggage, I did not forget my original intention to go to the coffee shop and bookstore where the movie was filmed.

Taking the first step out of the hotel, Grind: "...It's so cold."

Wrap your scarf tightly and pull your hat down over your ears.

Sakurai Momo walked ahead, stepping on the snow, crunching.

Turning her head and seeing Grinding's face, "I really want to go back, there is a private soup in the room, that is my real home, I play games after soaking in the soup", she paused, her face puffed up.

She bent down, held some clean snow, and rubbed a swollen snowball.

Follow the icy winter wind to grind the thick coat.

She imagined: to arouse her boyfriend's desire to win and start a snowball fight, so that the grinding will cheer up.

Reality: The boyfriend is unmoved, and still walks forward slowly, approaching her.

When Sakurai Tao felt that she was about to be beaten and wanted to turn around and run away, she calmly held her hand and put it in her pocket to keep warm: "Snowballs, won't your hands be cold?"

Feeling like a primary school student, Sakurai Momo began to reflect: "..."

#boyfriend too mature and indifferent often forget the other party's identity as a college student#

After going to the coffee shop to check in, stroll along the road until the heat source of the coffee cup in your hand disappears.

When it was time for dinner, I ate a warm oyster soup curry.

During the meal, I heard the strange knowledge about oysters casually mentioned in the chat room of the uncle at the next table, about improving some functions.

Momo Sakurai glanced at Grinding meaningfully.

Feeling bad about her peculiar brain circuit: "...are you thinking about something impolite?"

Sakurai Momo, who was really thinking about something impolite, got stuck for a moment: "How could that be!! Eat and eat... um... eat more."

Learn from the words of the uncle at the next table: "Promoting blood circulation has many benefits——"

Sentences are broken where they should be.

It is really not suitable for going out to check in.

The two of them picked up their pace and just returned to the hotel before the snow fell heavily.

A leisure vacation filled with soup, food and snow scenes is more suitable for a daze, to heal people who are too stressed in the rush of modern pace.

Especially more suitable for quiet grinding.

The Japanese-style suite was very large, and there was a tea seat on the balcony. After she sorted out the materials that could be used for editing vlogs today, she looked up and looked out the window. Luoxue didn't get smaller at all.

Before sunset, the snow covered with light golden orange light was illuminated by the setting sun.

One stay and two meals, and you can go to the restaurant for dinner after a while.

It's the perfect time to take a bath before dinner.

Hot spring hotels have open-air public baths, but don't even think about it, Momo will not share such an overly private space with others.

There are bathrobes provided by the hotel in the cabinet at the entrance of the suite, and Sakurai Momo is placed in the private soup side of the suite where you can see the snow scenery outside the window.

With her hair tied up in a tall ball, she lay on the edge of the pool and looked out the window.

The icy cold snowflakes fluttered and fluttered, and she also emptied her head in the smoky hot spring, and her thoughts fluttered and fluttered along with the slight momentum of the circulating water.

The pool is very big, and the sound of splashing into the water can be heard in my ears.

Sakurai Momo controlled herself and turned her head without changing expression.

With nothing left but the refracted light on the water surface, she turned her head to look at Grinding, who had nothing left.

On this snowy afternoon, her tense voice sounded in the background sound of the hot spring circulation:

"The neckline of the yukata is not high, you can't keep it... umm..."

Putting his palm on his cheek, he kissed lightly.

Fingers were slowly pushed back into the hair, deepening this healthy and pure kiss.

In a snowy day with a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, the sunlight outside the window was almost covered by heavy snow.

She kisses the person she likes in the warm hot spring water and in the hot arms.

……

There is no bed in the Japanese room, only traditional tatami mats.

I thought it was nothing at first, but after finishing the meal, I returned to the room and was very glad that I booked a Japanese room.

After all... the gourmet food in the hot spring snow resort actually includes fine wine.

When serving the meal, the wife of the hotel introduced that this kaiseki meal was a self-brewed cherry blossom plum wine. When I saw Sakurai Momo's eyes glowing at the time of grinding, I felt that something big was going to happen.

Cup after cup of sweet wine poured into the throat.

Her cheeks that were gradually flushed were as sweet as the intoxicating liquid of the same light pink in the cup.

Grind and drink the first glass calmly, the alcohol content is much lower than last time, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

He thought so.

The drunken beauty's eyes were wet and she looked dazed.It is a beauty, and it is a beautiful scenery.

Until she narrowed her eyes and said, "Why... there are... three grinds."

She suddenly realized: "So Grinding is really a monster! I know it! A lot of monsters have their tails exposed in the snow, but Grinding is not a fox..."

"Isn't grinding a cat? It's actually a male vixen..."

"wrong!"

Momo Sakura shook her head vigorously, stood up suddenly and pulled him, pushing him away.

"Go back quickly, be careful not to be caught by others who see your tail."

The male vixen who was planning to do something big tonight. Grinding: "...what tail?"

Sakurai Momo turned her head incomparably slowly, trying to say something, and she was thinking about it for a long time.

Finally, there was a plum wine belch.

Grinding: "..."

At first she pushed the grinder away, and later the grinder supported her.

The long corridor seemed endless.

After finally returning to the room, Momo Sakurai's dizzy head completely lost control of the balance of her body.

Grinding watched her take a few steps crookedly and landed on the soft bed with precision, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, grinding sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the phone.

[Xiao Hei: How is the situation, is it going well? ]

He thought for a moment before replying.

The little alcoholic who had had too much fun in the coming-of-age ceremony these days threw himself on his back, wrapping his arms around his neck lightly and heavily.

He leaned over and rubbed his cheek affectionately: "What should I do if my boyfriend is a vixen?"

Grind: "?"

Why did he talk about what to do, but actually rubbed his head against his hair so hard that he couldn't stop.

The taste of fruit wine lingers in the nose.

The vixen swallowed, and decided that it was better to be an individual.

Wrap Sakurai Momo, who has no strength to resist, into the quilt, tuck both sides of the quilt, and press it tightly.

Sakurai Momo: "??"

Turn off the lights.

Sakurai Momo, whose eyes suddenly went dark: "It was you who blinded my eyes with magic!!"

Grinding: "It's because I want you to sleep quickly and not torment me."

Sakurai Momo choked for a moment at the blunt words, and then asked seriously: "Is there a magic spell to faint directly without a little brain!"

Grinding: "..."

Grind ignored her.

Be quiet for a while, then turn over.

After getting used to the darkness, under the faint moonlight, Sakurai Momo stared at the silhouette of the person next to him, vaguely identifying: "Grinding."

Restlessly, he burrowed into the quilt: "So where is your fox tail? Can you pet it for me?"

The soft hands are as precise as landing on the bed, and the bathrobe is precisely opened.

Descending into the lean midriff, groping and moving, delineating the thin muscular shape and waistline beneath your hands.

looking for something.

When he was about to linger and touch the edge of danger, his hand was caught.Grinding was silent, and suddenly recalled the conversation about oysters in the afternoon.

Grinding thought, being a youkai is also good.

At least I am not a real saint.

...asking for advice from a drunk person would be like bullying her no matter what the answer is.

The plum wine smells nice and sweet.

He tentatively lowered his head to kiss his cheeks and lips, and got a dazed subconscious response—Sakura Momo raised her hand to hook his neck, rubbed it for a while, then turned over and pressed her down, who was sweeter and more intoxicating than wine.

His fingers nimbly untied the knots of the bathrobe that had become loose during the rubbing.

the next day.

Sakurai Momo woke up before him, and felt the intimate contact between her body and the quilt: "..."

A throbbing pain in the temple after a hangover.

Painful, thinking about it, Grinding complained lightly in her ear last night: "You will really disrupt my plan, I can't propose marriage when you are drunk."

She was not the only one who drank, and in the past, grinding would definitely be buried in the bottom of my heart and become a secret.

...that's not the point.

The point is why she still remembers it! !

What to do what to do what to do, missed?

Or is it that she pretended not to know for the next two days and waited for a chance to adapt to the situation?

Drink wrong.

Don't drink it don't drink it.

woo woo woo woo.

While she regretted it, Quietly pulled up the arm on her waist and squeezed it twice.

Turning over, hugging him, silent for a moment: "..."

Why are you wearing nothing! !

Forget it...that's not the point either.

He raised his head and kissed the corner of his lips.

The snow outside the window is gentle, the kisses are gentle, the hugs are gentle, and the voice is also gentle.

Just lips on lips.

Everything is quiet except breathing, unwilling to wake up the grinder who is deeply asleep.

Continue to watch for a long time after the kiss is over.

"I would," she said.

……

Conservation of mass.

Drunk, she did not forget the "failed" marriage proposal announcement, and Mo Mo, who pretended to be asleep and wanted her to kiss more, also heard her answer in advance.

When he opened his eyes, there was no hazy drowsiness, and there was only sobriety in the golden eyes.

He said: "Then go back and hand in the marriage certificate."

Sakurai Momo was silent for a while: "I regret it, okay..."

Make me propose! !

If you regret it, it will be turned into "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"...

Grinding likes to leave various imprints on her body, just like the light red tooth marks that gently gnawed on her shoulders when she was deeply in love.

Should have been greedy for more.

But nothing pleased him more than the stamp of a marriage.

He put on his bathrobe and gathered it up.

Take out the customized marriage certificate that was prepared earlier from the bag—the neon marriage certificate can make the pattern you want by yourself, and it is very considerate to keep one copy in triplicate.

Little girls like cute things.

Cherries, strawberry cake, pink peaches, and even the little three-colored cat that often visits their yard.

Sign it, and stamp his life as Mrs. Lonely Claw.

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The author has something to say:

It's over~~ Please rate everyone!

Leave a comment on this chapter of the convention and give me a pinch. There will be red envelopes falling in the past few days.

It has been exactly three months since I started grinding this book in 6.1, thank you for your company, thank you for meeting me! ! !

This IF line extra will be updated for free in the short story collection of the column~ The short story collection will include extraterrestrial/parallel worlds... sweet and sweet short stories anyway ovo

After that, during the free manuscript deposit period, I will seriously finish the other copywriting of the small volleyball column to be opened, and some free/strong wind blowing... pits, I love sports

Looking forward to meeting you next time~

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Guoguo Kueh; 12 bottles of Xuewu Xueying; 7 bottles of Mandrill I don’t know;

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