Chapter 72: Dekan's Crisis

At this moment, she looked like someone trying to catch a pigeon.

She didn't dare to move too loudly, afraid of scaring the pigeon away.

She even held her breath.

Was this a miracle?

Or was the little cat in a coma due to illness?

Cornelia couldn't help but suspect.

When she thought that the little cat might need help, she slightly quickened her pace.

However, when she reached the side of the little cat, she inadvertently blocked the sunlight that had been covering it.

The cat turned over unconsciously, scratched its cheek, and continued to sleep soundly.

Cornelia finally confirmed that this was a cat that wasn't afraid of her!

An uncontrollable surge of emotions welled up in her heart, and she was filled with excitement and an indescribable thrill.

Her body was boiling with excitement.

She gently touched her chest and took a deep breath.

She allowed her mood to calm down a bit.

She gently placed the cat food she was holding on the ground.

Then, she walked over to the tree and sat down next to the light gray kitten, her face filled with a gentle expression.

She looked at it like this for a few minutes, finally unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch it.

Maybe this would startle it and make it run away.

But being able to stay by its side for so long and even touch it already satisfied Cornelia.

The moment her fingertips touched the kitten, it felt like an electric current flowed from her fingers into her heart.

Furry and soft.

The kitten didn't resist at all.

Cornelia felt incredibly happy.

Like a dream.

She shook her head, pinched her own face, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Being a bit greedy, she carefully picked up the kitten and let it lie in her arms.

And she continued to watch it.

...

Dekan felt like he had returned to the Demon Academy in his dream.

The familiar scent, the soft touch on his skin, and the soothing sense of security.

It seemed like he could even hear someone's heartbeat.

A little faster than his own.

Very soothing.

He wanted to sleep a little longer.

No, he couldn't get lost in this.

He would never wake up.

His consciousness gradually returned, and Dekan the cat slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his attention more than the light filtering through the trees was the cascading red hair and the clear eyes as clear as springwater.

Dekan Cat couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Meow!"

He didn't expect to wake up in Cornelia's arms.

Originally, he had just come here to pretend to be an ordinary elven cat and wait for Cornelia to come and play with him.

But he fell asleep lying on the grass.

During the break, he was even picked up by Cornelia.

Dekan realized that he had no sense of wariness towards her at all.

If it had been anyone else or another cat approaching, he probably would have woken up long ago.

"Ah, I'm sorry, kitty..."

Seeing the frightened look of the cat in her arms, Cornelia's eyes filled with a bit of sadness, and reluctantly, she loosened her grip.

She was about to let it go.

Or had she scared it?

"Meow."

However, she found that the cat's fright seemed to be only temporary, and it quickly calmed down.

"You, you're not, not afraid of me?"

Cornelia asked with a hint of testing in her soft voice.

Elven cats, in addition to being proficient in elven magic, could also understand the human language.

Teacher Cat, the elder elven cat, could even speak the Norton Kingdom language directly.

Dekan Cat nodded his head, though his eyes remained cool, indicating no resistance whatsoever.

Cornelia bit her lip and finally couldn't help but reveal a joyful smile.

This day had actually come!

"Can... can I touch you?"

The cat hesitated slightly but nodded again.

"Thank... thank you!"

Cornelia exerted great control over her strength, and her little hand gently touched the cat's chin.

Then she slowly stroked it twice.

Seeing that the cat didn't resist, she dared to gently stroke the cat's head and back.

She gradually realized that this little cat, despite its aloof appearance, had an incredibly gentle temperament.

So Cornelia's hand slowly moved towards the cat's belly.

However, this time, the cat struggled.

It seemed to find it too itchy and waved its limbs in the air.

Cornelia immediately stopped her hand.

She tentatively poked the flesh of the cat's paw pad.

The cat didn't react, looking as if it allowed her to play with it.

It seemed that the intentions of this cat were easy to understand.

No struggling meant it was okay.

Struggling meant it was not okay.

Cornelia used her hand to rub the cat's soft fur, her eyes becoming increasingly affectionate.

It seemed that the more she touched, the more addicted she became. Occasionally, she lifted the cat and rubbed it against her cheek a couple of times.

Dekan Cat's eyes seemed somewhat helpless, but gradually, he also became resigned to the situation.

He recalled when he first met Cornelia at school, he was actually quite afraid. Later, he found out that she was quite skilled at controlling her own power and almost never accidentally harmed others. It's just that sometimes Cornelia got a bit excited, so her trembling appearance made it look like she couldn't control her power. Probably, she had been used to being misunderstood since she was a child.

Alright, it's about time to escape.

Cornelia's mood should be improving.

Just as Dekan was about to struggle out of Cornelia's embrace and leap away.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Cornelia said, holding Dekan the cat to her chest, gazing at the cat's eyes reluctantly.

"Just... just stay with me a little longer, just... just a bit, okay?"

Ugh.

Dekan's inner struggle began.

This was not good.

He couldn't give in, or he didn't know how long she would keep him!

"Meow..."

Dekan Cat still nodded.

Cornelia was just too cunning.

How could he refuse that kind of gaze?

Cornelia began to gently caress the cat's smooth and silky fur.

Her technique became more and more proficient.

Dekan Cat couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy the comfortable massage. His brain was even becoming a bit sluggish.

Cornelia seemed to still be exploring which parts of the cat's body could be touched. She tried everything from the ears to the tail, satisfying her strong curiosity.

Finally, she stared at the cat for a long time.

"You, you're a boy, a boy! I can see your oo!"

As she spoke, Cornelia slowly reached out to try to poke.

This time, even Dekan felt a chill through his spine and abruptly opened his eyes.

"Meow meow meow!"

The cat struggled desperately in Cornelia's arms, rolled onto the grass, and stood firm, instantly becoming like a puffed-up little tiger.

It was a close call!

So close!

What if Cornelia really couldn't control her power?

He would be done for!

And no matter how you look at it, if he got poked in the oo by the girl he spent every day with, how could they work together in the future!