Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)

From Vanessa Outpost, a well-trodden path winds its way toward the Vanessa Dungeon Cluster, carved into the earth by the countless footsteps of adventurers before us. It's not as smooth as a paved road, but it's firm, reliable, and easy to follow.

After nearly two hours of steady walking, we finally reach the dungeon entrance location.

"Phew!!!" I exhale sharply, my breath ragged, each gulp of air searing my lungs. Sweat clings to my skin, sticking to my clothes like I've just stepped out of a steaming bath. My legs burn, my muscles protest—but despite the exhaustion weighing down on me, I can't help but feel proud.

Because compared to yesterday? I'm already stronger!

I pushed myself harder.

I didn't rely on Eris carrying me this time.

Good job, Felicia!

Meanwhile, Eris… well, Eris is Eris.

Not a single drop of sweat mars her flawless skin. She stands tall, poised, perfectly composed, as if we just took a leisurely afternoon stroll instead of an exhausting two-hour trek. Her breathing is steady, not even the slightest bit strained. It's unfair, really.

"Would you like to rest a bit?" she asks, amusement lacing her voice.

"Yeah…" I gasp, barely able to string the word together before collapsing onto a nearby log.

Eris chuckles, crossing her arms. "Honestly, what's gotten into you today? You're so determined."

"I am," I huff, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

Then—gulp, gulp, gulp!

I tilt my flask back and chug. Ice-cold water rushes down my throat in huge, desperate gulps. It's an enchanted flask, made with some cooling magic for keeping the water cold, crisp and refreshing. The contrast against my overheated body is nothing short of divine.

"Pwaaaahhh~!!!" I sigh in sheer bliss, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

Nothing—

Nothing beats ice-cold water after a brutal workout!

But this is just the beginning.

We still have to go inside the dungeon.

And I know there's going to be way more walking, more pushing my limits.

But no problem!

I dig into my bag, rummaging for fuel—and pull out my protein bar!

…Well, not an actual protein bar though.

It's just a thick, hefty sausage made from spiced Filoan meat, nearly the size of my arm.

But still! It's Pure protein! Pure muscle-building material!

I tear into it with the ferocity of a starving beast, determined to fuel my body for what's ahead. Each bite is packed with savory richness, the flavors bursting on my tongue as I chew with single-minded focus.

It's only been a few days since my reincarnation, but I've already gotten used to my new catgirl body.

And in doing so, I've discovered that I'm now possessing a few very useful perks:

Perk number one: I can eat a lot. Like, a ridiculously a lot.

Perk number two: I fall asleep instantly and sleep deeply.

Perk number three: I'm way faster and have insane balance.

Perk number four: My eyesight is amazing, and my sense of smell is pretty sharp too.

And finally—perk number five: My recovery speed is insanely fast!

Honestly, now that I think about it, I totally get how Eris has trained her body to such perfection.

With perks like these, it's optimal gym genetics! This girl eats tons of high-quality meat, sleeps like a log, and recovers ridiculously fast!

That's basically the ultimate muscle-building combo right there!

Therefore, I have to make use of my catgirl genetics as well.

So, if I can get 30 minutes rest and devour this protein bar, I think I can go for another three hours!

Or maybe four!

Alright.

Now that I take a moment to look around, I realize just how many people are gathered here.

There must be at least thirty adventurers scattered across the clearing in groups of three to five. Some stand in small huddles, murmuring strategies. Others sit on logs or crates, doing final gear checks, tightening straps, or adjusting weapons.

It's not surprising—Vanessa Dungeon is the largest and richest dungeon cluster in the area. Inside, you can find hundreds of rare materials, exotic flowers, and valuable herbs. There are, of course, a lot of monsters too, though most of them are low ranked.

So, naturally, it draws adventurers like moths to a flame.

Because of its popularity, the guild built a resting area right next to the entrance. Simple wooden benches line the space, while makeshift fire pits provide warmth to those who need it. A handful of merchants have set up temporary stalls, selling last-minute supplies—potions, enchanted trinkets, even extra layers of clothing.

But if I have to guess, the price of those things they sell should be way higher than normal market price.

that's why we prepare everything from home, or from Vanessa Outpost.

Now, to my left, a team murmurs among themselves, discussing their strategy for the day. Their voices rise and fall in an easy rhythm, punctuated by nods and the occasional chuckle.

A little further away, another group is busy changing into their winter gear. One by one, they pull thick jackets, thick pants, sturdy leather boots, scarves, and woolen hats from their packs. The rustling of cold-resistant fabric fills the air as they layer up.

Even the Bear Furren, a towering figure covered in a dense coat of fur, shrugs into a heavy winter coat.

If he needs extra layers…

Yeah. Vanessa Dungeon is going to be freezing.

But… will it be as cold as Canada?

Honestly, I'm kind of excited to find out.

Beside me, Eris stretches, going through her usual warm-ups with casual ease. A slow roll of her shoulders, then a few dozen of quick one arm push-ups.

And then, after she finishes, she reaches into her bag and replenish her energy with a sausage as well.

Moments later, after thirty minutes of well-earned rest…

"Alright!" I sit up, grinning, feeling refreshed.

Indeed, catgirl recovery is amazing!

My muscles no longer sore, and I can feel energy surging inside my limbs!

My body feels alive again!

Catgirls genetic… banzai!!!

"Eris, I'm ready! Let's go!" I announces.

Eris raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Oh? You sure you don't need more rest?"

"Nuh-uh!" I shake my head vigorously. "Let's go! We don't have all day!"

Eris chuckles. "Alright, alright."

She then reaches into her oversized backpack and pulls out our winter clothes—thick, insulated gear built to withstand the dungeon's harsh chill.

I receive them with a smile

Now, it's time to suit up.