All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

"What is this?"

After dinner, as she was about to go upstairs, Yukino happened to glance at the red stone in Yukima Azuma's hand and asked curiously.

"Ah... this is a long story. Actually, I'm not even sure what it is."

Yukima Azuma twirled the stone in his hand.

This was a fragment of Charlotte.

Yesterday, Suou Yuki had handed it over to him.

After bringing it back, Yukima Azuma had spent some time studying it—

But until now, he still hadn't identified any special properties.

In fact, he had even considered taking it up Mount Itomori—

To ask the guardian deity of Itomori for clarification.

"It looks like some kind of mineral."

Yukino leaned in closer and gently touched it.

"What if it's a meteorite from outer space?"

Yukima Azuma casually joked.

The two exchanged a few more words.

Yukino waved goodbye and turned to walk up the stairs.

After returning to her room—

Yukino let out a long sigh.

Being around that young man was truly comfortable and pleasant.

If possible, she wished she could live like this forever.

Then, she recalled the words her older sister had said.

For a moment, Yukino felt a little lost.

She removed her business attire and stepped into the bathroom.

Yukino looked at herself in the mirror.

Just like her name, snow under snow. If one had to describe her beauty, it was a kind of beauty that was untouchable, something one could never obtain—only marvel at its absolute perfection.

A Yukino like this, of course, had never once worried about her appearance from childhood to adulthood.

But at this moment, she placed her hand on her flat chest.

She bit her lip slightly.

Should she start eating more papayas or something?

She stood there in a daze for a long time.

Until she felt a slight chill and shivered.

Yukino snapped back to reality and quickly stepped under the shower.

After finishing her bath—

Wrapped in a towel, Yukino jumped onto her bed.

Her fair legs gently swayed.

If only she didn't have to deal with human relationships, if only she could cling to that young man without a care in the world, how wonderful that would be.

As she thought about it, Yukino gradually drifted into sleep.

The night slowly fell.

…

The next morning.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the pristine white bedsheets.

Yukino felt suffocated, as if a blanket had been completely covering her head.

She reached out to push it away, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn't.

She opened her eyes.

What met her gaze was a layer of soft fabric, blocking her vision.

Yukino frowned.

This texture… it seemed to be her towel?

Was someone playing a prank? Placing a towel over her head?

Yukino intended to reach out and pull the towel down.

But no matter how many times she touched around, she couldn't feel herself grabbing onto anything at all.

Suspicious, she looked down at her hands.

Yukino only saw a pair of snow-white, soft paws with pinkish pads.

"Nyani!"

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

A loud cry escaped.

Startled, Yukino struggled to free herself from the towel.

Her bed was still her bed, her room was still her room.

However, everything now appeared several times larger than before.

Yukino looked down at her body.

She only saw a sleek black fur coat, along with a cat's tail swaying behind her.

In an instant, Yukino's eyes widened in shock.

She wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, only "nyan nyan" came out.

After adapting to her current cat body, Yukino rolled around a little and then jumped off the bed.

She walked toward the large mirror in the room.

In the mirror, there was no longer the elegant black-haired beauty.

Instead, there was only a small cat with an entirely black body, except for four white paws, looking incredibly adorable.

On a normal day, seeing such a cute cat would certainly make Yukino feel affectionate.

But right now…

She tried raising her paw.

In the mirror, the little cat also lifted its white paw.

For a moment, Yukino fell into extreme shock.

She had turned into a cat!

/ᐠ ╥ ˕ ╥マ

Yukino stared at her reflection, her pupils turning into vertical slits from the shock.

What should she do now?

For a brief moment, Yukino was utterly bewildered.

Just then.

The door creaked open.

Yukino jumped in alarm, cautiously looking toward the door.

Someone was coming.

She tried lifting her small head to see who had entered.

It was Yukima Azuma.

Yukino panicked slightly.

How was she supposed to explain this situation now?

Wait, why wasn't he at school?

Oh, right, today was the weekend.

While she was still lost in her thoughts—

Yukima Azuma slowly walked over.

"A cat? Where did you come from?" Yukima Azuma looked at the unfamiliar cat that had appeared in his house, feeling a bit puzzled.

He had just finished his morning training and, while downstairs, had heard some strange "nyan nyan" sounds.

Shiratamaru and Hogyokumaru were still eating downstairs.

Feeling curious, Yukima Azuma had come upstairs to check.

Upon entering Yukino's room, he discovered this unfamiliar cat.

Reaching out to touch it, Yukima Azuma noticed that this cat didn't seem very afraid of people.

So he simply picked it up.

Its fur was incredibly soft—so unbelievably smooth that the sensation of touching it was unreal.

Unable to resist, Yukima Azuma stroked it a few more times.

The feeling of petting it was truly an indulgence.

Even Hogyokumaru, despite having the bloodline of a magical creature, didn't have fur that felt this good to the touch.

As for Yukino…

AWAWAWAWWAWAWAHHHHH!

ᕙ( ᗒᗣᗕ )ᕗ

Inside, Yukino was screaming at the top of her lungs.

Just a moment ago, she had been panicking, not knowing how to face him in her cat form.

And now, she had been directly scooped up into Yukima Azuma's arms.

Being held was one thing.

But where exactly was this guy petting?!

This weird feeling…

Somehow… it felt kind of nice?

Yukino snapped out of it, shaking her head vigorously.

No, this can't happen. If she started enjoying this, wouldn't she be losing her dignity as a human?!

And just at that moment—

Yukima Azuma casually scratched under Yukino's chin.

"Little one, where did you come from?"

"Could it be a cat Yukino adopted? Strange, if that were the case, she should have told me."

Yukima Azuma seemed to be speaking both to Yuki-Nyan in his arms and to himself.

As for Yukino…

At that moment, an uncontrollable purring sound of pleasure rumbled from her throat.

Just after letting out two purrs—

Yukino immediately used her small paws to push Yukima Azuma's hand away.

This is bad—his cat-petting skills are way too advanced.

She couldn't resist at all—her instincts were completely taking over!

Being pushed away by the little Yuki-Nyan in his arms,

Yukima Azuma raised an eyebrow.

"So, you turn out to be a proud little cat, huh?"

"But give up now—no cat can resist my technique! Hehehe"

( ≖‿ ≖ )

Saying that, Yukima Azuma began using an even more advanced cat-petting technique.

Yukino: Σ(°ロ°)!!!

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Five minutes later.

Unable to resist the relentless petting, Yukino unconsciously rubbed herself against Yukima Azuma's hand.

/ᐠ˵- ⩊ -˵マ

If she were in human form—

Then this scene would probably not be suitable for children.

But since she was a cat, everything was still within acceptable limits.

As for whether Yukino's mental state was still normal at this point…

Only she knew the answer.

At that moment, Yukima Azuma's phone rang.

He had to pause, holding Yukino with one arm while using the other to grab his phone.

Finally, he stopped. Yukino regained a sliver of sanity.

No, she had to escape!

If this continued any longer, the bigger danger wasn't actually becoming a cat—it was dying of embarrassment!

She began to squirm uneasily.

Trying to struggle free from Yukima Azuma's arms.

But unfortunately, it was a futile effort.

A cat's strength largely depended on its sharp claws.

But since Yukino had just gotten used to her feline body, she had no control over her claws yet.

At most, all she could do was extend them slightly from her paw pads when trying to exert force.

But she couldn't bear to hurt Yukima Azuma.

So, while struggling, she didn't dare to use too much strength.

Afraid that if her claws fully extended, she might accidentally scratch him.

With just a light press of one finger on her small head, Yukima Azuma effortlessly ended Yuki-Nyan's rebellion.

Yukima Azuma glanced at his phone.

The incoming call was from an unfamiliar number he hadn't saved.

Casually, he pressed the answer button, switched to speaker mode, and tossed the phone onto the bed.

"Yukima Azuma, this is Mrs. Yukinoshita."

Mrs. Yukinoshita's voice came through the speaker.

Hearing this voice, both Yukima Azuma and Yukino froze.

Yukima Azuma, who had been about to resume petting the cat, stopped in his tracks.

Yukino, too, obediently stopped squirming and perked her ears to listen to the voice coming from the phone.

"Oh, Mrs. Yukinoshita, is there something you need?"

Yukima Azuma replied casually, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes.

Then, before Mrs. Yukinoshita could answer—

Yukima Azuma suddenly spoke:

"Let me guess—did you just see Laplace's logo in your house?"

"Did you suddenly feel the overwhelming difference and finally see reality for what it is?"

"And so now, you're calling, hoping to ask Laplace for a favor?"

On the other end of the line—

A vein popped on Mrs. Yukinoshita's forehead.

<(ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)>

She was on the verge of breaking down!

If Yukima Azuma had just lashed out at her harshly—

She wouldn't have cared in the slightest. In fact, she might have even mocked him for being childish.

But these words—these words stung even worse than insults.

Lies wouldn't hurt people—truth was the sharpest knife.

Grinding her teeth in fury, Mrs. Yukinoshita spat out each word through clenched teeth:

"Y.E.S, that's right, you guessed correctly."

At this point, she had no choice but to adjust her attitude.

Being stubborn to the end would only lead to a worse outcome.

Yukima Azuma, on the other hand, was slightly surprised.

He hadn't expected Mrs. Yukinoshita to admit it so bluntly.

But immediately after—

His expression darkened.

"You went to see Yukino again, didn't you?"

"What did you say to her?"

"Is Yukino with you right now?"

Three consecutive questions.

Yukino, still nestled in Yukima Azuma's arms, suddenly felt her cat heart skip a beat.