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Roughly ten minutes after Zhao Zhao set off for the battlefield—

I was grooming Tangerine’s fur. Well, at this point, it should be called combing her hair.

Back when Tangerine was a cat, her fur was already incredibly soft. Even though she was just a generic short-haired cat with no distinguishable breed, petting her always felt like running my hand through something fluffy. It was probably because she ate a lot and had plenty of nutrients to supply her luxurious coat.

After turning into a beautiful girl, that same softness had been passed down to her shiny, orange hair. The silky texture made combing it an absolute pleasure, and it even carried a faint, peculiar fragrance—like a blanket sun-dried on a bright afternoon.

Sniff sniff, isn’t it perfectly normal for a big brother to help his little sister comb her hair? Her hair is so long; it must be hard to manage. Sniff sniff, isn’t it my duty as her brother to take care of this? Sniff sniff—

“Onii-chan… I never thought there’d come a day when you and I would become siblings.”

“Yeah, yeah, just a few hours ago, I still thought of you as an orange pig—oof!”

“Hey!”

A sharp elbow of judgment struck me in the side, a completely unrestrained attack that left me curled up like a shrimp in pain.

“I know I wasn’t exactly the most likable cat, but if you keep bringing it up, I’ll get self-conscious!”

“Alright, alright, I get it.”

Honestly, though, your verbal tones as a human aren’t that likable either… but since I’ve already acknowledged Tangerine as my little sister, whatever she says goes.

After all, I have a catgirl little sister now. That alone puts me leagues ahead of every other guy in my school.

“Onii-chan, you should brush my tail too.”

Her tail curled around my hand, then rested in my palm.

“Alright, I’m going in!”

“Come at me, Onii-chan!”

“Iku zo!”

“Nngh~ Ahh~ Oooh~”

As I smoothed out her tail fur, Tangerine blushed and let out some rather questionable noises.

What the hell? I was just brushing her tail, but her expression was… pretty ridiculous. How sensitive was this thing?

BAM!!

A thunderous crash echoed from the entrance, and the wooden front door went flying, landing at the edge of the living room.

“That’s as far as you go, hentai!”

A loud, commanding voice rang out as a girl in cat-ear stockings stepped onto the fallen door, standing wide-legged with her hands on her hips. In her left hand, she carried a paper bag, while her right hand, Conan-style, pointed straight at me. Her ponytail bobbed as she slightly tilted her head back, her gaze filled with pure contempt.

It’s worth noting—she was incredibly tall for a girl. But behind the straps of her pinafore dress, her chest was practically nonexistent. If it weren’t for her Sakura Ayane-tier voice, most people would probably mistake her for a cross-dressing boy.

No need to guess—this was the high wall monster I’d mentioned before, my childhood friend, a third-degree black belt in karate, and a living legend: Chen Haitang.

Behind her, an imaginary fiery aura blazed, forming the word “Justice” as it burned.

Although we all called her little Haitang, her 178 cm height put her far above most girls. ‘little’ didn’t quite suit her.

For the record, I’m only 176 cm tall…

“What the hell, did you just tear down my door with your bare hands?!”

“Let go of that girl, you spectacled pervert! I could hear everything from outside!”

“What did you even hear?! I didn’t do anything!”

“Weren’t you doing something lewd to that child!?”

“Haitang… uh… Sis Haitang?”

Realizing who had just arrived, Tangerine shot up from the couch, sending her unprotected oppai bouncing along
.
Since both Zhao Zhao and Haitang would occasionally come over to play PS4, Tangerine was already familiar with them.

As a cat, she had always hated Zhao Zhao, but she had been rather affectionate toward Haitang.

I’d heard that cats tend to attach themselves to strong individuals—which might be true.

Even though Zhao Zhao had plenty of muscle, the two of us combined still wouldn’t stand a chance against Haitang’s legendary kicks.

She was, after all, the strongest legend of the urban village, the Queen of Violence.

“Eh? How do you know me? Am I supposed to know you?”

“I’m Tangerine! The orange cat from Chang Kai’s house!”

Tangerine swayed her tail as she approached Haitang, who still hadn’t grasped the situation.

“…What? A cat?”

Haitang stared at the fluffy tail curling around her wrist, then at Tangerine’s excited face, and finally turned to look at me in confusion.

Compared to Zhao Zhao, who instantly accepted the transformation, Haitang’s reaction was the normal one. After all, no sane person would immediately believe a cat had turned into a girl.

“Yeah, she’s my cat Tangerine. She suddenly gained sentience this morning and became a catgirl to repay my kindness.”

I decided to keep the notebook a secret. If Haitang found out about the Bishoujo Notebook, she’d probably confiscate it. And while I trust her to use it for good, I also have personal ambitions.

I need this power to change the miserable reality of my all-boys school!

“Do you think I haven’t seen Tangerine’s cat balls before? That was a male cat!”

Wait, hold up. You actually checked Tangerine’s balls?! I didn’t know you were that kind of person, Haitang. Just look at her blushing face right now!

“I… I really am Tangerine. When a cat turns into a human, it is already decided by fate to become a catgirl.”

Even dropping the usual tone, she instinctively helped me maintain my cover. As expected of my perfect partner—she could really read the atmosphere.

“Alright, let’s assume that’s true. But then why does a tomcat-turned-girl have such big breasts?”

With that, Haitang casually reached out and grabbed Tangerine’s breasts, molding it through her sports jacket into various shapes.
For a moment, I felt something deep inside me stir.

Hold it together, Little Chang Kai! If you pop up now, the Black Belt Triple-Rider Kick: Crimson Spiral Drill will send you straight to the afterlife!

“Aahhh! Sis Haitang… not in front of Onii-chan~!”

“Onii-chan? Hey, you four-eyed closet pervert, what kind of weird things have you been teaching your catgirl?”

I suspect it’s because she used to sit on my lap while we watched anime together when she was a cat.

“Wait, Tangerine, are you… going commando?”

Before I could respond, Haitang realized the true crisis on her own.

“Which is why I called you to ask for some underwear.”

“How was I supposed to know that?! I thought you’d awakened some cross-dressing fetish and wanted to wear them yourself!”

Excuse me? I, Chang Kai, a dignified man among men, would never cross-dress. Not in this life, not ever.

She handed Tangerine the paper bag by her feet.

“Here. Besides underwear, there’s also a dress. These were originally for the Commander, so they’re a bit old, but they’ll do for now. I’ll take you shopping later.”

“What the hell do you mean, ‘for me’?! Do you really think I’d become a cross-dresser?!”

“Thank you Sis Haitang!”

Tangerine hugged the bag and hurried into the bathroom.

“…So tell me, how many mental battles and absurd fantasies did you go through after hanging up my call?”

“Can you blame me? You’re so pretty without your glasses that even I feel overshadowed. If you ever got into cross-dressing, I wouldn’t even be surprised. Didn’t you just confess to the ‘school beauty’ the other day?”

“I didn’t know Tan Rinka was a guy!! I thought he was placed in the wrong campus!”

“Do you think the school teachers are idiots? Why would they ever place a girl in the all-boys campus?”

“!—Wait a second! How do you know about what happens in our boys campus?”

“Don’t underestimate the gossip network of the girls campus. To the girls at Biyang Academy, the poor souls at the boys campus exist purely as material for gossip and BL pairings. Oh, and by the way, Zhao Zhao is an exception—he has a campus legend about him that goes: ‘Say that man’s name, and you’ll get pregnant.'”

He actually became a living urban legend? Just how many times has that pervert tried to infiltrate the girls’ yuri sanctuary?

Considering his level of perversion, I can’t say I blame them for being terrified. But seriously, does the girls campus not have proper health education? Saying a name causes pregnancy? Even Voldemort couldn’t pull that off! What’s next—does Zhao Zhao have some kind of Avada Pregnancy spell?

“Ha—Sis Haitang, this is bad!”

Tangerine’s distressed voice came from the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?”

“This tube top is too small! I can’t fit into it!”

“…(Depression intensifies).”

“Don’t worry, little Haitang! Kai-oniichan can tell you with absolute certainty—
‘Flat chests are rare treasures.’”

And then I was Rider Kicked across the room by a third-degree black belt.

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