Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)

"Anyway, Felicia, you were amazing!" Eris exclaims, bouncing with excitement. "The way you chopped and sliced those vegetables so perfectly—it was unbelievable!"

"Yeah, even I can't chop that fast," Gordon adds with a hearty laugh, his massive frame shaking as he chuckles.

I giggle, feeling a warm flush spread across my cheeks and ears.

Their compliments are making me blush, but…

It's nice.

Really nice.

I can't help but smile.

But as the initial rush of praise starts to fade, something odd settles into my thoughts.

I was fast.

Too fast.

Faster and more efficient than I've ever been before.

How did I do that?

Sure, knife skills were always something I took pride in back in my old life.

But at that speed?

No.

I've never been that fast.

And it wasn't just the speed—it was the feeling.

The moment I held the knife, it was as if I became one with it.

Every slice, every chop—effortless.

The blade glided through the vegetables like they were made of air.

No resistance.

No hesitation.

Just smooth, perfect cuts.

And that hyper-focused state—

It was surreal.

I don't know if I was actually three times faster… or if time itself had slowed down.

Either way—

It felt like I was moving in another realm entirely.

Could this be one of the perks of being a catgirl?

But then—

"Felicia."

Eris suddenly leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, her usual cheerful face shifting into one of curiosity.

"Didn't you lose all your memories? How do you still remember how to cut vegetables like that?"

!!!

Her words hit me like lightning.

SHIT.

I hadn't thought about that.

If I'm supposed to have amnesia, how can I be this skilled with a knife?

My mind scrambles for an answer.

"A-ahh…" I stammer.

Think. Think. THINK.

"I don't really know, b-but… maybe it's just instinct?!"

I blurt it out before I can stop myself.

"Yeah! Instinct! When I saw the job poster, I just knew I could do it! Like a gut feeling, you know? It's not like I was lying or anything!"

…

…

Oh my god.

What the hell was that answer?!

Even a child could tell that was a lie!

Eris leans in even closer, her brows furrowing.

Her eyes narrow.

She's scrutinizing me.

"Hmmmm…. HMMMMMMMMM????"

BA-DUMP!

BA-DUMP!

My heart pounds like crazy.

FUCK.

She's onto me.

I can feel it.

However—

"Ahh!!! Yeah, that makes sense!"

Eris suddenly exclaims, her expression lighting up like a sparkler.

"Even if you lost your memory, you'd still have muscle memory! Felicia, could it be that you were a chef before???"

"O-ohhhh!!!!" I fake a gasp, my acting instincts kicking in.

"Wait!"

Eris grabs my hands excitedly, her tail wagging slightly.

"That means if you work in the kitchen long enough, you might remember more!"

Her eyes sparkle.

"Felicia, this is amazing!!!"

"R-right!!!" I blurt out.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!"

It looks like my lie worked.

Eris bought it completely.

SAFEEEE!!!

I let out an inward sigh of relief, feeling the tension drain from my body.

Oh boy.

That was close.

Too close.

I NEARLY got caught there.

I'll have to be more careful from now on.

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Moments later, the door swings open, and Lilly returns with a stack of papers—contracts and forms I need to fill out before I can officially start the job.

However—

There's a problem.

A BIG problem.

The form asks for my full name, age, and place of birth.

Those? Easy. I can make something up without much trouble.

But then—

It asks for something impossible.

An ID number.

I freeze.

I don't have any ID.

To be able to work, I need a valid ID—the same kind that Eris showed me earlier.

According to Gordon, IDs are issued by the Administrative Office of the Knights Order of Löwenberg.

But… since I'm from another world…

I don't have one.

I'm basically undocumented.

Which means—

I can't work. I can't travel. I can't do anything official in this world.

SHIT.

Just when I thought everything was going smoothly…

But then—

"Don't worry! I'll help you get one!"

Eris's voice rings out, filled with confidence.

I blink. "Wait, you can?"

"Of course!" she grins, giving me a playful wink. "I've got some… connections."

Oh? Connections?

I don't know what that means exactly, but I get the feeling I probably shouldn't ask.

"It might take a few days, but I've got it covered!"

Gordon chuckles, stepping forward and patting my shoulder with a heavy hand.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. This lady knows her way around things. You can trust her!"

He then crosses his arms, his voice turning warm, reassuring.

"Since you won't be able to work until we get the paperwork sorted, why not take a few days to rest and explore Mistvale?"

"Oh! That's a great idea!" Eris exclaims, her face lighting up.

She turns to me with a grin, her tail swishing excitedly.

"Yeah, Felicia! I'll take a break from the dungeons and show you around!"

I hesitate. "Is… is that really okay?"

"Absolutely!" Eris nods enthusiastically, her excitement contagious.

If she's so insistent, who am I to say no?

I take a deep breath, then bow slightly. "Thank you so much, Eris."

Since I'm living here now, I need to get familiar with this town, its customs, and the people.

This is the perfect opportunity.

"Alright then!" Eris claps her hands together. "Since it's still pretty early, why don't we go for a walk right now?"

Her eyes sparkle with excitement.

"I'll show you the night market!"

A night market?

That sounds… exciting!

My ears perk up, and I nod, feeling bubbles of anticipation rise in my chest.

"Yeah!"

Eris giggles, grabbing my hand.

We say our goodbyes to Gordon and Lilly, then step outside.

I follow Eris, ready to explore Mistvale's nightlife.