[Comprehensive Manga] The girl favored by God

"Hey--I said," Teacher Cat made a long voice, leaning sideways with one hand to prop up his head, and patted his round belly with the other hand, and the flesh there was instantly rippling There was a wave.

"Natsume, you idiot, stop dating girls!! I'm so hungry!!"

After three days of not going to the house, Natsume Takashi felt that the other party's appearance was too immoral and his tone was too obscene, so he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, raised the corners of his eyes, and in an instant, it was as moist as ink. There is a little gentle and charming style.

He slowly approached the fat cat two steps forward, and said slowly: "Teacher, what did you just say?"

There was a little innocence in the boy's tone, as if he was really asking a question and seeking an answer.

Toru Kurihara opened his mouth, and just as he was about to explain clearly, he saw the cunning in Natsume's eyes. He immediately closed his mouth tightly, and then looked at the big fat cat leaning there with a little pity.

Tsk tsk tsk, Natsume is not a vegetarian, Mr. Cat.

"Pick up a girl." Isn't it the process of picking up a girl by first asking her name, second asking her phone number, and third.

Mr. Mao, who didn't notice the danger, repeated without fear of death. He couldn't help making a purring sound until he felt that his body was covered by the shadow of the other party, trying not to make his voice tremble.

"You, what do you want to do??"

"It's nothing, it's just that the teacher doesn't like it all of a sudden." Natsume's young man smiled sweetly, then stretched out his palm, and vigorously hammered at a certain fat cat who was disrespectful.

After a period of turmoil, Natsume Takashi apologized to Kurihara Toru with his bright eyes: "Mr. Cat has caused you trouble..." Then he glanced menacingly at the fat cat with a string of red envelopes on his forehead.

"I'm sorry--" Comrade Madara quickly apologized for the issue of food for a while.

"It's okay." Toru Kurihara waved his hands indifferently, but felt that the clothes on his body were almost dry.

"Uh..." Apparently he also realized this, Natsume Takashi couldn't help but secretly annoyed, how could he just mess around with the teacher and forget that the girl was still wearing wet clothes.

"If you don't mind, I, I invite you to dinner."

There was a slight hint of nervousness in the voice of the invitation, but Kurihara Toru was busy indulging in the good news of having a free lunch, so he didn't care about the other party's strangeness.

"Okay."

Seemingly dissatisfied with Toru Kurihara's focus on other people, Snail, who was still firmly in the girl's pocket after all the storms, finally couldn't help showing a head, stretched out a small and cute hand, and patted Kurihara hard revealing wrist.

This little action immediately attracted Toru Kurihara's attention, she subconsciously pulled out the little snail and put it in the palm of her hand, poked its small body, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Zhi--" responded blankly, Xiaosnail was obviously slow to react, and then stretched out a thin finger to point at Natsume Takashi, and called out with a chirp.

"Hey, why do you have this thing?" Teacher Mao, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, quickly recovered from the state just now. His fat body was unexpectedly flexible, and he jumped up in a few moments, stretching his neck Want to see more clearly.

"It's still a cub." The long and narrow eyes were narrowed into a line by it, and Teacher Mao suddenly smiled cheaply, with a hint of obvious flattery in that smile.

"If you don't want it, let me eat it... Ah, it hurts!!" The tone that was originally flattering has now become wet and full of grievances, and it was seen by Mr. Mao who pulled his mustache and fell off in pain. After Toru Kurihara put the little thing back into his pocket vigilantly, he rolled over in frustration.

"Meow~" It's just a joke, why don't you be so vigilant.

Kurihara hummed twice, ignoring the other party's trickery, then walked up to Natsume, raised his head slightly, and said affirmatively, "Your back is hurt."

Natsume Takashi suddenly felt that his breathing was stagnant, he sighed slightly and said with a smile:

"Can you see that?"

Obviously he felt that he had concealed it perfectly, but the other party still found out that something was wrong.

it is as expected.Toru Kurihara thought calmly, just now when Komomo pointed at Natsume for no reason, she noticed that the boy had been bowing slightly, as if he was struggling—probably because he accidentally made it to catch her just now. .

Thinking of this, she felt a rare sense of guilt, took a rough look at it and found that there was no blood spilled, and then she was slightly relieved.

In other words, the situation is not too serious, after all, there is no broken skin.

"I want hard-boiled eggs," the girl who suddenly thought of something gave Natsume an order, emphatically emphasizing: "Many, many eggs."

"...Okay." Confused by the other party's quick change of topic, but quickly reacted, Natsume Takashi responded softly with a smile.

I don't know why, probably because I can also see monsters?He always felt that he was unwilling to refuse anything proposed by the girl in front of him no matter what.

======= The home of the Fujiwara couple.

Aunt Toko and her husband went to visit relatives, so now there is only Natsume in the family, plus a cat.

After a brief grooming, Toru Kurihara changed into Natsume's own large robe, and then sat upright at the table watching Natsume classmate bring a small bowl of hot eggs and slowly peel the shells.

Regarding the question of wearing Natsume's clothes, the girl said that she absolutely and unswervingly believes in the character of the other party! !

"It is said that the egg skin is not easy to peel is a fresh egg." Kurihara said with a smile, and also reached out to take an egg and cracked it, revealing the shiny white meat inside.

"Well, so you see --- this is not fresh enough." The girl pointed to the smooth and jade-like egg meat and said seriously, and then swallowed it in two mouthfuls.

"..." Natsume Takashi didn't speak, but looked at the egg that was about to be peeled in his hand, and was a little ashamed.

From the looks of it, the egg I ate today must be very fresh - only the yolk is left after peeling the skin.

"Meow--hiccup." Teacher Mao, who had a round belly and a round belly, burped contentedly, and was still chattering and picking, "Boiled eggs are really tasteless..."

It should be cut into pieces and served with sauce or something! !

"Wait, I shouldn't have eaten it!!" Tomono Kurihara, who also ate a few times dryly, then reacted with hindsight, and found that the original small pot of eggs was only left with the efforts of her and Teacher Mao. 3, suddenly tangled.

"Why don't you eat it?" Natsume Takashi skillfully peeled an egg, handed it over and said softly, "Come on, reach out."

Toru Kurihara stretched out his palm subconsciously, watching the other party put the freshly peeled egg in his palm again and felt some black lines.

"..." Woohoo, it's because someone kept handing her peeled eggs that she kept eating one after another...

"It's not used in this way." The still warm egg was shaking slipperyly in her palm, and Kurihara Tora came back to his thoughts and explained seriously, "This is specially for you to reduce swelling."

Isn't it said that egg white has the effect of reducing swelling, so she gave it a try.

After all, the other party was injured just to catch her.

So Toru Kurihara, who had a conscience, waved at him kindly, with a hint of coaxing in his voice, "Turn around and take off your clothes OvO."

After all, he pretended to be shy and lowered his head—in fact, he was seeking long hair to cover his wolf-like eyes.

"..." Swallowed secretly, it was probably the first time that she saw the boy's naked back at such a close distance, and Toru Kurihara felt that the other's appearance satisfied her quite a bit.

I saw that the body in front of him didn't look as thin as his appearance, but had clear texture, showing a faint sense of strength. Although it was fair, it was not too tender.

It's just that it was destroyed by a large piece of green and red traces without any aesthetic feeling.

Kurihara regained his composure, then slowly picked up the boiled egg that had just been peeled, and then pushed and held it around the bruise bit by bit.

Her movements are very gentle, and her movements are very regular. Occasionally, her fingertips will accidentally touch the opponent's body, but they will shrink back quickly.

"It's itchy."

She didn't feel anything at first, but she only felt that the skin under her body was slightly tense, and then she heard the other party's secretly suppressed chuckle, "Xiao Tou, don't make trouble, okay?"

"But I'm helping you reduce the swelling!!" Toru Kurihara was confident, and he didn't think he was messing around at all.

"I'm... ticklish." After a while, the boy explained in a low voice.

However, is it really itchy? Natsume Takashi turned his head slightly to look over, the girl was lazily stretching her arms and stretching her waist vigorously, with an innocent and charming appearance.

----Can you hear the sound of flowers blooming?

Such a question popped up in Natsume Takashi's mind for some reason.If it was in the past, he would simply shake his head, indicating that he couldn't hear it.

But this time, the corner of his mouth slowly smeared with a very faint smile, and he stretched out his palm and slowly placed it on his heart.

But this time, he seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming from a corner of his heart.

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Leaving Natsume alone to change clothes, Kurihara came to the bushes behind the yard out of boredom, and wandered around leisurely.

He didn't turn around vigilantly until he heard the sound of "rustle" coming from behind.

Then I saw a man standing silently not far away.

"..." Seeing that Kurihara Toru didn't move, the man thought for a while, then raised his leg and walked a few steps towards her.

The man's elegant aura was like a fragrance permeating the air in an instant, slowly pouring out, surrounding her bit by bit, occupying the air she smelled in a short while.

The sunlight from the sky faintly shed mottled spots of light through the gaps in the dense branches and leaves, coating the other party's fine-textured ink-colored brocade robe with a layer of colorful colors.

Especially his face, with those bewitching pupils, seemed to be shining against the sunlight.

Such a person, even if he hides among the mountains and wild mountains, can't hide his dignified aura.

"..."