Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 66: What ill intentions could a kitten possibly have (please follow) _1

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: What ill intentions could a kitten possibly have (please follow) _1

6:30 a.m.

Aozawa finished breakfast and jogged along the road to school, gradually picking up his speed.

By the time he reached the school, his pace could hardly be called slow.

Discipline Committee Tsuneyoshi Kuzumi shouted, "Aozawa! How many times have I told you not to sprint at the school gate? What if you run into other students?"

Aozawa tossed the questioning voice behind him, letting it fade away with the wind.

He had great confidence in his reflexes.

At such a speed, there was absolutely no chance of him running into other students.

Even at blind spots around corners, he could use Time Suspension to turn any potential collision into an impossibility.

Once inside the school, Aozawa increased his speed another notch.

When he felt he had run enough, he headed to the Kendo club for the day’s practice.

There was no sign of Ayatsuki Iroha outside the door.

A chance encounter is one thing, but meeting every time isn’t a coincidence; it becomes routine.

Aozawa felt a twinge of regret.

There would be no free vegetable juice today.

Yesterday at noon, he had specifically washed the empty thermos and returned it to Ayatsuki Iroha, hoping for another serving of vegetable juice today.

Unfortunately... Aozawa set aside the slight regret in his heart and focused on his training.

As class time approached, he removed his protective gear and left the club building.

The sunlight outside was brilliant. The girl stood to the side of the door, her colorful hair tips and the pentagram sticker under her right eye shining brightly.

Her wheat-colored skin looked as invitingly soft as a freshly baked wheat roll.

"Hehe, here’s your vegetable juice for today."

Ayatsuki Iroha offered the pink thermos with both hands, smiling, her cheeks revealing two cute dimples.

"Iroha, did you wait here just for me?"

"I didn’t wait too long; I just timed it right. Saeko and the others don’t like vegetable juice, so it’s better you drink it than let it go to waste," Iroha replied, her eyes twinkling.

She hadn’t waited outside the Kendo club’s door; instead, she waited here specifically to avoid a repetitive scene. Plus, she wanted to deepen Aozawa’s impression of her.

No one can refuse a hot girl who stands in the sunshine offering vegetable juice!

Ayatsuki Iroha was putting into practice the experience she had gathered. Even she was astonished by her strategy, which was as cunning as Zhuge Liang’s.

At this rate, it’s only a matter of time before she wins Aozawa over.

"Thanks."

Aozawa took the thermos from Iroha’s hands, unscrewed the lid, and started to guzzle it down.

Free vegetable juice sure tastes good.

「...」

The morning classes passed in a flash. After finishing lunch, Aozawa didn’t hang around with Phoenix Academy Maggie to chat.

He made an excuse about wanting to take a nap and went to a secluded corner of the school to hide his cellphone.

Aozawa pictured a Persian cat in his mind and used his Transformation Ability, swiftly changing into a white one.

From a cat’s perspective, the trees in front of him grew enormous, their lush branches seeming to dominate the entire sky.

Even the grass no longer seemed short but instead became a barrier obstructing his view.

Aozawa curiously surveyed the world through his new cat eyes.

After a moment, he collected himself and, with graceful feline strides, began exploring the campus.

He avoided areas crowded with students, wandering through more secluded parts, until a tree in the courtyard caught his eye.

Aozawa pushed off with all four paws, using the Persian cat’s impressive leaping ability to jump onto the tree trunk. His paw pads made contact, and his sharp claws shot out, digging into the bark.

With a few more quick scrambles, Aozawa swiftly climbed the tall osmanthus tree.

Crouching on a branch, he looked down at the scene below, a novel sense of pleasure filling him.

However, when he looked straight down the trunk, he suddenly felt dizzy.

Aozawa didn’t have acrophobia, but looking down from such a height still made his heart flutter.

This was a natural human reaction, but it wouldn’t impede his actions.

He changed direction, ran a few steps along the branch, and then with a light leap, landed gracefully on the ground.

The movement was utterly smooth and fluid.

A cat’s body is truly agile!

If only a human body could be this agile, how wonderful would that be!

Aozawa stretched lazily where he stood and then continued his campus exploration.

「...」

Brilliant High School’s grounds were quite large by Adachi District standards and well-equipped.

It boasted a baseball field, an athletic track, a club activities building, academic buildings—all sorts of structures that seemed to sing the praises of youth.

Aozawa wove through the shrubbery, and suddenly the view before him opened up.

He emerged from the bushes.

Before him lay a grassy expanse—quite large from a cat’s perspective—lined with a row of cherry blossom trees. Under one of them, someone was sitting.

Her long, dark hair was tied into two braids that draped over her shoulders.

She wore square-framed glasses.

Perhaps because the midday sun was a bit warm, the girl hadn’t zipped up her light blue jacket. Instead, the zipper was pulled all the way down, showcasing her white shirt stretched impressively.

Even her plain outfit and hairstyle couldn’t overshadow the striking appeal of her fair skin and ample bust.

Aozawa recognized her at a glance: Arakawa Reina, the class president of 2-C, and also a qualified maid.

"MEOW~" Aozawa greeted Arakawa Reina. The sound he made was, naturally, not a human voice but the soft meow of a cat.

Arakawa Reina’s heart was instantly captivated by the Persian cat’s appearance. She smiled and said, "How adorable! Whose cat are you? Are you lost?"

The girl talked to the cat.

It has almost become a universal consensus: no one stops to wonder if cats can understand, yet everyone feels the need to talk to them.

"MEOW. MEOW. MEOW."

"So cute!"

Arakawa Reina beamed like a proud aunt, immediately broke off a piece of her lunchtime bread, held it out, and said expectantly, "This is cream bread from the convenience store. It’s really tasty!"

You’re testing *me*, your feline master, with *this*?!

Aozawa glanced at it. Deciding to make it clear to her that cats and humans were not equals, he stepped forward and, with one swipe of his paw, knocked the breadcrumbs from the girl’s palm.

This decisive strike landed like a critical hit to Arakawa Reina’s heart.

She watched the breadcrumbs fly away, her expression freezing.

So, even cats wouldn’t eat the bread she thought was delicious.

I’m so sorry. A poor child like me probably shouldn’t even exist in this world.

Arakawa Reina felt an overwhelming urge to die on the spot.

"I’m sorry. It’s all my fault for being so poor. This trashy bread is simply not worthy of you."

Hearing her dejected words, Aozawa took another leap and landed on the girl’s chest.

The sensation beneath his paw pads was incredibly soft and yielding.

Class President, don’t be sad. I was just teasing you.

As this "thought" crossed his mind, Aozawa rubbed his cheek against Arakawa Reina’s slender neck, indulging in the smooth, jade-like sensation of her skin.

To her, his "words" came across as charming meows.

Instantly, the sorrow in the heart of the girl with glasses was healed.

Although this cat had disdained her beloved cream bread, it was willing to approach and comfort her.

Deep down, it must be a very gentle and good cat.

"Aww, little kitty, I love you the most!"

Arakawa Reina hugged Aozawa tightly and began to stroke his fur. "Once I earn some money, I’ll definitely buy you the world’s tastiest cat food!"

Yikes...

Aozawa experienced the sensation of being petted, and his heart slipped further into another abyss of feline decadence.

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