Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)
Chapter 204 - 204: Unloading stuff

As Eris starts explaining, I'm surprised to find out there's really not that much difference between a dimensional storage box and a storage ring.

"The main difference is capacity," she says, casually pulling items out of her box like it's nothing. "Boxes can hold more. A lot more, actually."

She flicks her finger and a pile of clothes tumbles onto the floor with a soft flump.

"And they're easier to make," she adds. "The flat surfaces make it way simpler to carve enchantments. But with rings? The surfaces are tiny, curved… it's honestly a nightmare to write on them."

"Ahh… I see," I say, nodding as I watch her with wide eyes.

"But," she goes on, "rings are more portable, since you can just wear them on your fingers. They're a lot more fashionable and discreet, too. Nobles love them. Some wear them like jewelry, just to show off."

"Oh, makes sense!" I murmur. "But wait... wouldn't that make them way more expensive?"

"Oh, yeah," Eris replies, nodding. "Depending on the quality and how detailed the enchantment engravings are, a ring can cost ten times as much as a box!"

"What???" I blink. "You're telling me people are actually paying ten times more just to look cool?"

"Exactly!"

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A few minutes later, we finally dump out the last of our things in the main foyer of Noctis Sanctum.

"…Is… is this everything?" I ask, staring at the modest mountain of personal belongings laid out before us.

Compared to the massive gothic estate around us, it honestly feels… tiny.

"Yep," Eris says, brushing her palms together. "That's all of it!"

We've got two generous piles of clothes, a couple sets of basic weapons and armor, a few personal trinkets, some personal care supplies, and the food we picked up from the market earlier.

That's it.

That's… everything we own.

Eris suddenly straightens up, hands on her hips and a bright grin on her face. "Hey! You know what? No more sharing closets!"

I blink at her. "Huh?"

"You heard me," she says proudly. "We've got such a huge home now—with space for everything we need. You get your own closet, and I get mine! Isn't that super cool?"

I pause. Then it hits me.

My own closet. My very own personal closet?

"YES!!!" I cheer, bouncing a little on the spot.

But just as quickly, I pause again, narrowing my eyes with a playful smirk. "...But that doesn't mean I won't still steal your clothes!"

Eris snorts. "Heh. Good. I was planning to steal yours too!"

We burst into giggles like little kids.

Back at the Gilded Horns, we only had one wardrobe between the two of us. Just one.

It was always overflowing. Shirts tangled up with cloaks, boots shoved into corners, socks disappearing into some mysterious void. Spare belts curled around themselves like little sleeping snakes. Every time we opened the doors, something would fall out.

It was chaos.

But… it was our chaos.

It felt familiar. Warm. Full of quiet, blurry mornings and sleepy late nights. We'd bump into each other while getting dressed in the dark, whispering half-laughs so we wouldn't wake anyone. And undressing… well, sometimes that turned into tickle fights, or lingering touches, or….

Suddenly, there's a heaviness inside my chest that I don't know how to explain.

Now we have space. Big rooms, big closets. Not just one or two, but as many as we want. We could take a hundred shopping trips to Mistvale, buy out every boutique and tailor in town, and still have room left over.

And yet…

I still love wearing Eris's clothes.

They smell like her. That soft, cool, slightly wild scent that clings to collars and sleeves. I don't know what it is, maybe her perfume, maybe just her, but it settles in the fabric like a memory. And so, I sometimes catch myself sniffing her shirts in the middle of the day, especially when she's out or training alone. I don't even mean to. It's just… calming. Like she's right there with me, even when she's not.

Maybe it's silly and ridiculous.

But I don't care.

"D-Do we really need separate closets…?" I murmur, my voice small as I glance over at her.

I don't know if she'll get it. I don't even know if I'm saying what I mean.

But she looks at me, and her expression softens.

"Hmm… well," she says with a gentle smile, "since we pretty much wear the same clothes anyway… maybe not?"

"Nn!" I nod, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest.

"But our undergarments should be kept separate," she adds matter-of-factly.

"Of course!!!" I yelp, face going red.

We both break into laughter again.

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"All right," Eris says, nudging me gently with her elbow. "Felicia… it's time. Go on. Give them their first commands."

"Nn!" I nod, heart fluttering with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, I step forward. The grand foyer of Noctis Sanctum stretches out around us, tall and echoing and just a little too quiet. My boots click softly against the marble floor.

I raise my voice, trying to summon my best Magical Girl Leader energy, even if my palms are a bit sweaty.

"Meowrelia! Purrlina! Nyabelle! Mintchii! Tangerinya!"

The five catgirl maids appear at once, sprinting into formation like a purring cavalry. Each one bows low in perfect synchronization, their tails swishing gracefully behind them.

"Yes, Master!" they say in unison.

Their eyes gleam with magical obedience.

Their twitchy ears and tails are so, so cute!!

I nearly squeal.

They're so ready, and I feel like… a commander of cuteness.

Gods… This is incredible!

Okay. Focus.

I puff out my chest just a little and take a breath.

"All right! Meowrelia! you're in charge of clothing. Please sort everything into home wear and travel wear, and hang them up neatly in our new wardrobes!"

"Yes, Master!" the yellow haired catgirl replies.

"Purrlina! You've got laundry duty. Wash everything, dry it gently, fluff it up nice and soft!"

"Yes, Master!" the pink haired one says.

"Nyabelle! I want you to inspect and maintain our adventuring gear. Polish the weapons, tighten any loose armor straps, and oil anything that needs it."

"Yes, Master!" the blue haired one chirps.

"And Mintchii, you're on food duty. Make sure it's all sorted properly. Fresh stuff, dry goods, meat and herbs and spices. Make sure everything in its place!"

"Yes, Master!" the green haired girl replies.

I pause and glance around.

Wait… that's four.

But we have five.

My eyes land on the last catgirl—Tangerinya. Her bright orange hair catches the light as she looks up at me, eyes sparkling, ears perked, tail swaying just slightly with anticipation.

"Um… hmm…"

I scratch my cheek, thinking.

"W-well… can you keep an eye on the others? Just… help out wherever you're needed?"

She bows deeply, her voice clear and proud. "Understood, Master Felicia! I shall assist wherever I am needed!"

And just like that… the task assigning is complete.

"Alright? All clear?"

"Yes, Master! Your wishes are our commands!" They all speak again, their voices echoing sweetly through the grand hall.

A pleasant little shiver runs down my spine.

"Hehe~"

I turn back to Eris, grinning sheepishly and rubbing my nose with the back of my hand.

"Sooo? How'd I do?"

Eris gives me a slow nod.

"Hmm. Not bad at all," she says with a little smile. "But… there's still one more step."

"One more?" I blink, tilting my head. "Whaaat is it?"

She steps forward with that signature stride of hers, super confident, and there's a glint in her eyes that makes me perk up.

"To all maids!" she then announces, voice ringing out clear and bold. "Carry out Master Felicia's instructions! And once your tasks are complete, you may work however you see fit!"

Then she spins toward Tangerinya and lifts her hand, pointing with dramatic flair.

"Tangerinya! I now name you leader of the maid squad. You'll be in charge of daily task delegation and making sure everything runs smoothly!"

Tangerinya gasps, eyes wide, ears perked, then drops to one knee like she's just been knighted in some royal ceremony.

"Yes! It is my greatest honor to serve as leader of the maid squad, Master Eris! Master Felicia!"

Eris turns to me, her expression smug in the most charming way, and gives me a playful wink.

"See? This way, they'll manage themselves! You won't need to micromanage anything. Just give them the overall direction and they'll take care of the rest!"

My eyes sparkle. I gasp, clasping my hands together.

"Uooooohhh!! That's so convenient!!"

Eris chuckles. "Told you."

And just like that, the entire maid squad bursts into motion.

Meowrelia and Purrlina dart off toward the closets, arms already full of neatly folded fabrics. Nyabelle slips away with our gear in tow, humming softly to herself as if prepping for battle. Meanwhile, Mintchii, the green haired one, floats gracefully toward the kitchen, baskets of ingredients bobbing behind her like obedient familiars. And Tangerinya… She's already checking in on everyone, clipboard in hand, tail swaying with boss-like determination.

They're like a perfectly tuned team of magical battle maids, so efficient and adorable!

And somehow… they're ours.

Meanwhile, Eris and I head upstairs, our footsteps light on the polished floors. We talk and laugh as we go, already planning how we'll decorate our rooms, where to hang curtains, where to stack books…. Basically, how to make this big, echoing mansion truly feel like home.

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