bookbashuk Chapter 88 Catching a Catgirl on the Road
Chapter 88 Catching a Catgirl on the Road
The midday sun was quite hot.
However, Lynn walked briskly on her way to the restaurant, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
He was still replaying the battles of last night and this morning in his mind.
My little sister is so well-behaved, so well-behaved that I can't help but want to love her even more.
Leah's complete trust and cooperation, and the allure of her exquisite body...
A balance between being too responsive and too laggy...
Lynn had to admit that he was starting to get hooked.
"Oh, Lydia really spoils me." Lynn had a satisfied smile on her face.
Then, somewhat guiltily, he added, "I'll have to be more restrained next time... um... probably."
Just then, Lynn saw a familiar petite figure.
The orange, fluffy cat ears were twitching slightly, and its signature tail was swaying back and forth.
It is amber.
But she's different from the energetic catgirl she usually is.
Amber looked somewhat haggard at the moment, with obvious dark circles under her eyes and droopy ears, as if she hadn't slept well.
She also spotted Lynn.
The moment their eyes met, Amber froze, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Immediately afterwards, her face turned bright red, the color spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears, and even her neck was tinged with pink.
It is him again!
How did I end up running into him!
The image of Lynn grabbing Amber and touching her tail from head to tail uncontrollably flashed through her mind.
That unfamiliar, tingling sensation, which almost made her make an embarrassing sound, has been haunting her dreams these past few days.
She dreamt that Lynn's fingers brushed against the tip of her ear, dreamt that she rolled on his lap like a real cat, dreamt that...
"Meow!" Amber let out a whimper of shame and indignation, and turned to run away.
However, she forgot that although the catgirl was fast, Lynn was now a Super-class.
"You run away as soon as you see me?" Lynn raised an eyebrow and took a step forward.
Amber only felt a blur before her eyes, and then the back of her neck was grabbed by the collar.
The next second, she was lifted up.
With her feet off the ground, she was back in that familiar position that made her so ashamed she wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it—being held by the scruff of her neck like a disobedient kitten.
"Let me go! Meow! Prophet, let me go!" Amber flailed her limbs, her sharp nails slicing through the air, but she dared not actually grab down.
Her tail bristled to twice its usual size, and all the fur stood on end.
"Why are you running?" Lynn found it funny; this catgirl's reaction was too exaggerated.
"I...I..." Amber's mind went blank.
You can't exactly say, "Because I keep dreaming about you touching my tail, I get shy and want to run away when I see you," can you?
That would be worse than just killing her!
In her panic, Amber's gaze fell on her flat stomach.
Just then, my stomach started rumbling.
A flash of inspiration—
Although cats don't have large brains, she's a catgirl, so she still has the ability to think quickly and cleverly.
"I'm hungry!"
"I'm so hungry! I need to find something to eat right away! That's why I ran!"
She spoke loudly, trying to make her voice sound assertive.
Lynn stared at her for two seconds, and Amber guiltily looked away, her tail curling up uneasily.
"Perfect."
"I'm going to the restaurant, come with me."
"I'll make you something to eat; I happen to have something to ask you."
Lynn put her down, but kept her hand on her shoulder to prevent her from running away again.
Amber's ears twitched.
The temptation of food was immense for her, especially the food Lynn made... She secretly swallowed.
"...Okay, okay." She agreed softly, but her tail wagged excitedly involuntarily, betraying her inner anticipation.
The restaurant is open.
Sylvia was humming a song while wiping the counter when she saw Lynn arrive, and her eyes lit up instantly.
"Master!"
"You're finally back! Are you here to teach Sylvia something new?"
She ran over with a cheerful expression, naturally grabbing Lynn's arm with both hands, practically hanging on him.
The girl's soft touch came through the fabric. Lynn coughed lightly and moved his arm slightly: "Sylvia, let go first..."
What's wrong with Sylvia? Didn't she hate herself the most in her past life?
Did I accidentally flirt with someone?
I'm not a succubus.
"Sylvia! Why are you being so affectionate with Lynn!"
Vera's voice came from the direction of the kitchen.
She must have run out after hearing the commotion; her emerald green eyes glared at Sylvia's hand that was holding Lynn's arm, and her cheeks were slightly puffed out.
When Vera came out, Sylvia's expression was somewhat sly.
Instead of letting go, she hugged me even tighter: "What's wrong with that! The Prophet is my master who taught me cooking. A teacher for a day is a father for life! My master teaches me so unreservedly, what's wrong with being a little affectionate?"
As she spoke, she deliberately rubbed her face against Lynn's arm, like a spoiled little animal.
Vera was speechless, choked by this fallacy.
She couldn't very well announce on the spot, "I'm Lynn's girlfriend now, so let go of my boyfriend," could she?
Vera couldn't bring herself to say those words!
So all she could do was glare angrily at Lynn, the resentment in her eyes almost solidifying.
Lynn quickly pulled her arm away from Sylvia's embrace.
He looked at Vera and gave her a reassuring smile: "Vera, don't be angry, I..."
"Who's angry? I'm not angry!" Vera turned her head away and snorted.
Lynn had a bad feeling.
The little foodie has turned into a jealous little devil; I need to coax him quickly.
"I'll make you something special today, I guarantee you'll like it." He walked over and naturally took her hand.
Vera's ears twitched, but she stubbornly refused to turn around: "...I'm not doing this for the food."
"Mmm, I know." Lynn followed her words and gently scratched her palm with her fingers.
Vera's face flushed red instantly. She pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, glared at him, but most of the resentment in her eyes had dissipated.
Sylvia, who witnessed the whole thing, smiled slightly – Vera, you were lying to me after all.
However, she stopped causing trouble and instead started to greet Amber.
"Miss Amber is here too!"
"Perfect timing! My master is going to teach me how to cook a new dish today!"
She greeted him warmly.
Amber's attention was completely elsewhere, not on the conversation.
From the moment she entered the restaurant, her nose kept twitching—
It smells so good, the aroma of various spices, and the delicious, fresh vegetables...
Her stomach, to her dismay, started rumbling.
"Um, that..."
"I'm so hungry..."
Amber responded softly, her ears drooping.
Lynn then remembered his business. He turned to Sylvia: "Did the fish I ordered from Gray Mountain arrive?"
"We're here!" Sylvia nodded vigorously, her twin ponytails swaying. "They're still lively in the pool! I've taken very good care of them!"
"Sylvia did a great job," Lynn praised with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" Sylvia's eyes narrowed into crescents with happiness, and she went over and hugged Lynn's arm.
Sensing Vera's "kind" gaze, Lynn quickly pulled her arm away.
"Yes, I'll make a few fish dishes today."
"Sylvia, come with me, I'll teach you how to do it."
Lynn spoke as she walked toward the backyard.
Sylvia followed closely behind.
Vera saw Sylvia follow, so she followed as well.
Amber walked at the back, watching the backs of the three people in front of her.
The catgirl tilted her head.
This relationship... is so complicated.
However, Amber is not in the mood to think about these things right now.
Her stomach growled again, and this time it was louder.
She just felt like she was starving.