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"Ah——!!!!!"
Early the next morning, a shameful shout sharply tore through the morning tranquility of the Mejiro family residence.
"Miss, what happened?" The butler hearing the sound, first time rushed to the doorway of Mejiro McQueen's room.
The steady knocking sound formed a sharp contrast with the panic and fluster of the young girl inside the door.
Mejiro McQueen like a startled rabbit, from the bed fiercely bounced up sitting, the silky nightgown shoulder straps slipped down, revealing fair fragrant shoulders.
She both hands cupped her own scorching cheeks, eyes written full of no desire to live.
Oh god!!! Yesterday she again did what all!?
"Miss?" The butler knocked the door again.
"I-I am fine, just had a nightmare only." Mejiro McQueen finished speaking, again escaped into the quilt, wrapping herself tightly.
But like this could not isolate the shameful memories outside.
"Miss, are you really fine?"
"Fine fine... really fine..." From inside the quilt came a muffled answer, sounding completely unpersuasive.
The butler pondered a moment, "Alright, if you have matter remember call me anytime."
Footsteps gradually far, Mejiro McQueen's inner heart however like an ocean nurturing a storm, more and more unrest.
Yesterday's "going crazy" scene clearly floated in her mind, she not only walked into the men's toilet, more terrifying was, she actually... actually directly sat on Lucian's legs, buried her head in his neck nest acting spoiled!?
The more she thought, her face got redder, hard in the airtight quilt forced herself to sweat out a layer of fine sweat.
The things done seemed more excessive one time than one time...
"Annoying to death!!!" Mejiro McQueen emitted a suppressed whimper.
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This side.
Lucian still like the previous day, in the early morning slightly cool air struggled getting up very early, after washing went to the shop.
Meisho Doto and others already arrived, as the boss he instead came the latest.
"Morning~" Lucian yawned a long one, eye corners unconsciously seeping a bit of physiological tears.
"Good morning, Lucian-kun."
"Good morning, Trainer."
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"Let's go, Meisho Doto." Lucian waved toward Meisho Doto.
"Mm desu."
Lucian and Meisho Doto one in front one behind walked into the changing room.
"So sleepy~" Lucian once entering the door, directly walked toward that chair, whole person leaned backward, deeply sank in.
"Trainer stayed up late yesterday? Looking complexion not very good appearance." Meisho Doto raised eyes looking at the haggard appearance of Lucian in the mirror.
"No, just not used to getting up this early."
"Alright."
Meisho Doto first took out those accessories one by one, neatly arranged on the countertop. Then took out a makeup bag with cat patterns, the brushes and cosmetics inside clear at a glance.
At this time, she then discovered Lucian still hadn't put on the uniform.
"Trainer, the uniform still not changed into...(ὅ ◡ ὅ )"
Could it be Trainer still throwing a small temper? Then she can only complain to Suzuka, soft not working then hard.
"Know la, going to change now." Lucian weakly waved a hand, stood up walked into the small compartment.
After a burst of rustling sounds, he again like a pile of soft mud leaned back to original position, completely not caring the disorder of the uniform on body.
The vest's button buttoned wrong one, the shirt's collar also soft collapsed on the neck, the sleeve cuffs' folds stacked together, appearing especially sloppy...
"Trainer... putting on clothes also need proper a bit desu!!(•ˇˍˇ•)" Tiny flaw, now in Meisho Doto's eyes would infinitely enlarge—— she must be responsible for cat-cat sama, absolutely cannot let him appear in front of guests with this image!
She finished speaking, actively went up smoothing the folds of Lucian's sleeves, then expression seriously helped him tidy the collar.
After doing all this, Meisho Doto stepped back one step, again looked toward the mirror.
Comfortable~
"Trainer, shall we start makeup?"
"Okay." Taking advantage of this bit of free time, Lucian directly closed his eyes, planned to doze a while.
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Yesterday had one experience, so today's Meisho Doto especially bold and skilled, from makeup to hairstyle, all arranged clearly for Lucian.
She satisfied looking toward the makeup look of Lucian in the mirror.
Today this vest especially form-fitting, the tight-binding waistline design perfectly outlined Lucian's lean waist, fully displaying the advantage of broad shoulders and wide back... same as she imagined, is looking a bit fierce cat-cat sama~
"Trainer-san, completed~╰(´︶`)╯" Meisho Doto's voice full of pride.
"So fast." Lucian muddle-headedly opened eyes, also by his own face in the mirror a little amazed, "Makeup is really a magical thing."
"Cannot say like this, Trainer originally grows very good-looking."
"Is that so?"
"Mm!"
Lucian smiled a bit, inner heart suddenly floated up yesterday's that guess, pretending casually asked: "Meisho Doto, these uniforms and accessories, all selected according to your own preferences right?"
He scooped the little Dango on the ground into his embrace. The little female cat also especially attached to him, throat emitted soft glutinous and coquettish "gulu" sounds.
Lucian did not directly go stroke it, instead interestingly curved his palm, forming a half-circle, hovering above little Dango's head top, patiently waiting for it to actively come rub itself.
"Yes-yes... because at the beginning was me alone responsible, so..." Being asked by Lucian like this, Meisho Doto's gaze a bit evasive.
People when flustered will unconsciously add more explanations, just like Meisho Doto now.
"Oh~ so my current image all according to the 'cat-cat' theme in Meisho Doto's heart." Lucian took away his hand, little Dango reluctantly used little claws pulling his wrist, pushed head a bit, pity pushed empty.
"Mm..... is like this desu." Meisho Doto although puzzled, but still admitted, "Trainer, is there something wrong?"
"Nothing, this block originally fully handed to you responsible. But I feel clearly Meisho Doto more suitable to dress as cat-cat ah."
Lucian stretched out hand, like just now stroking little Dango that way, the curved palm stopped not far from Meisho Doto's cheek, "Touch face?"
Meisho Doto's heartbeat instantly missed a beat.
Yesterday cat-cat sama also touched herself, but not as formal as today.
She entangled, inner heart heaven and man fighting. Finally, that little bit of desire defeated shyness, moved her pretty face little by little over.
Just at the previous second her cheek about to fit his palm, Lucian however suddenly retracted his hand.
Meisho Doto just puzzled, but heard Lucian deliberately considering saying: "Wrong, now I am the cat-cat, should let Meisho Doto come stroke me... Meisho Doto, don't you want to touch?"
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