I couldn’t find any charms that really suited my taste, so I just turned and left the merchandise area, heading back toward the main entrance.
Since I couldn’t figure out what kind of charm Gu Fan would like, it was better to put the idea aside for now.
Wait until my relationship with Gu Fan was repaired… No, I should say, until it took a huge step forward—that kind of step where we’re old enough to go to the civil affairs bureau to get our marriage certificate, then have a whole soccer team’s worth of babies… Heh li.
Unconsciously cupping my cheeks, I smiled foolishly. Before the curious glance of a nearby clerk could reach me, I stopped walking and turned to look at the aquarium beside me, pretending to admire the goldfish with their tails fluffed like delicate veils.
Really, such a tiny charm was enough to send my thoughts soaring. I shouldn’t let my imagination run wild like this all the time. If I kept this up, I might fall hopelessly for Gu Fan before I even managed to make him love me.
I warned myself inwardly like this. Though right now, my need for Gu Fan’s energy was already so high it nearly became my spiritual pillar.
I stared at the goldfish swimming freely in the tank, their mouths opening and closing, occasionally blowing little bubbles.
With a flick of their tails, they darted into the tall water plants, pecking at the colorful stones on the bottom of the tank—looking quite hungry.
After watching the fish for a while, I gradually suppressed my emotions. I recorded the idea of coming back to the pet store with Gu Fan into my memo and took a deep breath before returning to the mall’s corridor.
Gu Fan’s energy deficiency… was causing me to relapse into mood swings and wild overthinking.
In places with dense surveillance, I didn’t dare open his contact number to see if he had sent me any new messages. It always gave me a feeling of being watched.
Although no one would care about a useless cat girl like me, I still wanted to hide these overly trivial and complicated thoughts deep inside, afraid of scaring strangers and making them form baseless prejudices against me and Gu Fan.
Besides, my ringtone was already set to maximum volume, and Gu Fan’s contact was marked as a top-priority alert. All other messages were put on Do Not Disturb.
“Meow, gura, ami…”
Thoughts sprouted like inexhaustible seaweed, filling my mind to the brim. My mental processor ran at full speed but still couldn’t classify or sort them all out, so some unrecognized thoughts spilled out of my mouth as incoherent syllables.
Fortunately, it was a weekday afternoon, and the foot traffic wasn’t heavy. I was the only one in this second-floor corridor, so no one would hear my crazy-sounding shrieks—or rather, this crazy cat girl’s shrieks.
After silently correcting myself, I found a soft sofa in the second-floor rest area and sat down. I also bought a bottle of jasmine tea from a nearby vending machine and took small sips.
Although I wasn’t sure whether the flower tea contained caffeine, I bought it hoping for some psychological boost. It tasted alright—light and delicate.
Most importantly… if I kissed the person I liked while carrying this floral scent… could the fragrance somehow pass to them, making them feel it too? Hmm~
At that thought, my cat ears on top of my head happily twitched a few times, and my cat tail behind me switched into wagging mode, slowly swaying left and right while standing upright.
The daydream didn’t last long, though—I soon felt the uncomfortable urge to pee. Sure enough, drinking tea always gave me that urge.
There were two restrooms on every floor of the mall, so unlike the Fallen Church or other wild areas, I didn’t have to worry about whether anyone was nearby or find a sheltered spot to relieve myself safely.
I capped the half-finished bottle of tea and continued walking down the corridor, searching for the ladies’ restroom.
Along the way, I suddenly noticed a dessert shop where a male employee in uniform came out holding a small blackboard covered in artistic writing.
He placed the board outside the shop, dusted his hands off, and went back inside.
Since it was on my way, I slowed down to read the promotional message on the board.
“Valentine’s Day Pre-Event… New Customer Benefits… Couples 50% Off, all chocolates drastically discounted, spend 100 and get nine free roses! Hehe, looks pretty good.”
Lost in a sweet fantasy of Gu Fan picking up a piece of liqueur-filled chocolate and feeding it to me, I couldn’t resist pulling out my phone to message him, hoping to invite him to come here on Valentine’s Day.
But soon, seeing only a solitary message he sent me days ago on the contact screen, I immediately calmed down.
I realized I hadn’t apologized to Gu Fan yet. I couldn’t just pretend nothing happened and invite him out like nothing was wrong. That would make me seem heartless.
“Only two days left…”
I murmured, pursing my lips and clenching my fingers as I pondered how to seize this last chance to get Gu Fan to play the part of my boyfriend just for Valentine’s Day.
Just sending a message saying “Sorry”? Too cliché. Even a fool wouldn’t apologize so plainly.
At that moment, an image popped into my mind—a horned demon holding a black trident, grinning wickedly as it urged me to send Gu Fan a photo of myself wearing a cropped sports tank top.
After all, the most effective apology was to show him my bare belly and let him touch it. That was exactly how dogs or cats apologized, and as a cat girl, I should obviously choose this method.
Just as I hesitated, a haloed angel appeared on the other side, holding a golden scepter. It unleashed a beam of light, imprisoning the demon.
The angel then reminded me that Gu Fan wouldn’t like a bad woman who didn’t care about her image. I had to maintain a lady’s grace and use gentle, tactful means to let him feel a girl’s warmth and consideration.
“Hmm, the angel makes a good point.”
Before I could type out the angel’s advice, the demon suddenly shouted, breaking free from the light pillar and resumed its seductive persuasion.
As a cat girl, I should fully use my advantages instead of competing with other women with those worn-out tricks. Only the purest allure could firmly capture Gu Fan’s heart—far more effective than any fancy words.
After saying that, the demon gave a very bold suggestion—so bold that I felt steam might start rising from my head out of embarrassment.
“Th-This… isn’t appropriate, right?”
Could I really send such a bold “suggestion” to Gu Fan? I was really afraid he might dislike it. Even though this was my proudest feature, I couldn’t guarantee Gu Fan, such an extraordinary man, would like this particular advantage of mine.