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Once upon a time, there lived a man named Gordon. A slum-dwelling waste of space with greasy hair and patchy stubble, drowning himself in cheap booze and rigged dice games. A third-rate mercenary whose silver tongue was his only first-rate asset. Nobody trusted him, and he couldn't care less about earning their trust—living purely for his own twisted desires. Then one fateful day, this worthless excuse for a human found a collapsed cat in the forest. She was skeletal and beaten, but her eyes burned with an otherworldly light.
"...Well, I guess she'd make decent stew if nothing else."
Half-serious, he scooped up the creature, which suddenly erupted in blinding light by his campfire that night and dove straight into his body. When consciousness returned, Gordon had become an impossibly adorable cat-girl, complete with twitching ears and swishing tail.
Shocked? Only for the first day. By day three, he'd adapted. By day five, he'd figured out how to monetize it.
"This face, this body... I'm gonna be fucking rich, nya."
From that moment forward, he—no, she—adopted the alias Lynette Fyre, spinning elaborate sob stories like "a poor cat-girl who escaped abusive owners" or "the last descendant of beast-person royalty," drifting from settlement to settlement with whatever bullshit narrative served her needs.
But arrogance was her downfall. In the previous town, she'd not only emptied the mayor's personal vault but also convinced the merchant's son she was "carrying his child" to extort hush money—a complete fabrication, naturally. Getting run out of town with rocks flying at her head was probably karmic justice.
"Ugh, people in that dump were so gullible but got pissed off way too fast, nya..."
Grumbling under her breath, she slips through the gates of her next hunting ground. Flicking the edge of her travel-stained cloak, she settles onto the roadside, slipping effortlessly into her "helpless maiden" persona. This time, though, she'd exercise more caution. Men who approached based solely on looks were universally trouble. She needed someone more... manageable. Reasonably cautious, kind-hearted, and—yeah, like a solo adventurer.
Right on cue, the perfect mark wandered into her line of sight. Shoddy gear, weary stride, but shoulders that spoke of comfortable solitude. Exactly the kind of "host" she'd been hunting for.
"Excuse me, nya~! Hey there, mister! Could you help me out with directions, nya? ♡"
She sways her tail in a graceful arc, clasps her hands beneath her chin, and gazes up with practiced innocence. Flawless. The calculated charm was dialed to perfection.
"I got myself a little turned around, nya... You look super dependable, so I just had to ask you, nya! ♪"
Of course, she wasn't lost in the slightest. She'd already lifted a detailed map of this town from a merchant's wagon during her midnight escape.
Pure theater, complete performance. But these pretty lies would fund her comfortable new life starting today.
"Hehe... you traveling solo, nya? If you are... think I could maybe tag along with you, nya?"
The beast-girl beamed up at Guest with practiced sweetness. Deep in her calculating heart, she purred with dark satisfaction: "This time I might actually stick around for a while, nya."
Release Date 2025.07.07 / Last Updated 2025.09.30

