"Nya? Did I hear that right just now?"
Kuroka blinked in disbelief, her tail fluffing up instinctively.
"I don't think we misheard. I'm pretty sure I heard the exact same thing."
Bikou's expression mirrored hers, clearly stunned by what he had just heard.
"Of course you didn't mishear Naturally, I won't hand over the little cat to you. After all, it's her own wish as well. But Kuroka, I really want your sister. So, I propose this solution: if you become mine, then there's no need for us to fight. Plus, over time, this could also help resolve the conflict between you two sisters."
Vitahn spoke with a gentle smile.
Kuroka's brows twitched sharply, a dangerous gleam flashing in her eyes.
Sharp claws extended from between her fingers, and a wave of demonic aura rippled around her. Her flirtatious gaze turned sharp as she said,
"Although I appreciate your offer, and I don't dislike your appearance, I don't want to become a demon's servant again."
"Whoa, I was just about to flee earlier! And you actually went and said something that dramatic!" Bikou grinned playfully, leaping into the air with both hands raising his Ruyi Jingu Bang, striking straight down toward Vitah's head.
Kuroka, meanwhile, launched into graceful motion, her figure gliding across the forest like a cat dancing in moonlight.
Her long robe split at the sides, revealing slender, pale legs. Under the high-slit Taoist-style robe, there was a glimpse of tantalizing beauty.
In the next moment, those voluptuous white thighs whipped up a strong gust, kicking toward Vitan's waist.
"Whoa now, you shouldn't kick that spot. I won't be able to have kids if you hit me there."
With a casual motion, Vitan blocked with both arms—one raised to the left and the other up.
He held two rod-like objects in his hands, but the sensations they gave were entirely different.
One was firm and solid, like iron.
The other smooth and supple, like stroking a piece of fine jade.
"Nice view, I must say. As expected of a cat youkai. But from now on, no more wearing outfits that show that much skin."
Vitan's eyes glanced sideways and spotted Kuroka's dangerously exposed underwear beneath her high-cut robe, clearly visible in her high kick.
"My, my, so it turns out I was actually your target all along?"
Vitan didn't make things difficult for them. He slightly loosened his grip, letting go of the girl and her companion who both fell to the ground.
Gasping for breath, the girl's heaving chest was already showing the signs of her intense emotional state. This was a girl with a unique kind of charm.
"Yes, that's right. So what? Based on the psychology of Nekomatas, you'd want to have children with the strongest possible mate, right? I believe I'm quite qualified to meet your mating standards."
This girl was not someone with a happy, ideal heroine's background.
Unlike others, she endured inhuman pain from a young age for the sake of her younger sister.
And when her master broke his promise and extended his claws toward her sister, she did not hesitate to kill him—just to protect the one she loved most.
After escaping the underworld, she bore the hatred of her beloved sister and was pursued by the underworld's assassins.
Despite her tragic and twisted childhood, she never developed a twisted personality.
Instead, she was like a wildcat—unpredictable, untamed.
But that kind of temperament, in a woman, was incredibly attractive.
Tell me, who wouldn't fall for a catgirl with an explosive figure and the personality of a wild kitten?
"Nya! Though I'm really touched by your offer, whether you're qualified or not still needs personal verification from me."
Like a flash of black lightning, she sprang forward. Her sharp claws gleamed as they slashed through the air.
In just the blink of an eye, the black beam of light crossed space and headed straight for Vitan's face.
"Radix, go!"
"Yes, Master."
"Connect to the Library of Gluttony. Execute theme—"
Pure white mist enveloped Vitan. The sound of chains breaking echoed in the air.
Now appeared Vitan in his mage form. Facing the powerful attack, he casually threw a punch forward.
Boom!
The dark magical beam shattered under Vitan's fist like fireworks scattered in the air.
But the attack wasn't over.
As the beam shattered, a strong gust surged from his side.
Accompanied by hot explosions behind him, the crackling sounded like burning firewood.
He shifted slightly, and a small black-flamed fist passed right in front of his eyes.
The glowing blue '卍' symbol on his chest shimmered as he passed through the fiery punch, stepping into his opponent's range.
"Meow!"
The girl yelped, her legs curling back in alarm. Her tail, like a frightened whip, twitched rapidly.
"I told you, if you keep acting like a wildcat, you won't have any future bliss."
With a sigh, Vitan grabbed her black, snake-like tail.
Shifting his stance slightly, he had her immobilized with one hand, pulling her close and pinning her against his chest like a tangled cat.
"Nya—!
You actually…!"
The girl's flushed face was buried in his chest, recalling the scene from earlier, her body couldn't help but heat up again.
Along with the familiar scent lingering around her and the chaotic energy surging through her body…
She, who had been observing through the window earlier, still didn't know exactly what this feeling was.