"What's wrong? You're such a spoiled brat."
Ulil broke into a smile at the striped cat that jumped on him as soon as he entered the house.
Unlike the cautious black cat, this striped male cat was mischievous and friendly.
Even now, when Yuril holds him in his arms, he clings to his chest with his claws outstretched.
"Hmmm, you just fed him, didn't you?
With these words, Yuril crouched down and held out his hand to the black she-cat who approached him slowly.
The black she-cat sniffed his fingertips and rubbed her head reassuringly.
The two cats make a small purr in their throats, which makes Ulille smile even more, but then she finally notices a change in her own body.
"Oh, I wonder if it's thanks to Thor-san.
The ash-eared woman looked down at her breasts, which had been jutting out before she knew it, and her eyes widened in surprise.
She had just assisted her lodger, Thor, in defeating a horde of hobgoblins that had broken down the outer wall and invaded the house.
In doing so, thanks to Thor's magical skills, Yuril was in better physical condition than ever before.
The weariness caused by the depletion of his magical power is gone, and every inch of his body is filled with strength.
The only problem is that her waist, which used to give her a dull ache when she twisted it, has become lighter, but now it is so tense that it pushes up her skirt, making it difficult for her to move.
The same is true for her breasts, which have swelled up to a large size.
"Don't play tricks on me anymore," she said.
Ulille warned the striped cat in an annoyed tone when the striped cat started rubbing its chest with its soft paw with a low growl in its throat.
From the other side, the black cat rubbed his chest in the same way.
Rumble, fir, rumble, fir, rumble, fir.
Unable to resist the itchy sensations, Ulil put the two naughty cats down on the floor.
Then he heads for his room, leaving the regretful cats clinging to his feet.
"I thought I put them around here somewhere. ....... Oh, here it is."
Rummaging around in his closet, Ulil finds the item he is looking for and pulls it out from the back.
Housed in a rather old box was a set of black lace underwear.
When she was young, the owner of the fabric store had recommended it to her, saying that it would look very good on her, and she had ordered it.
However, the finished product was a little too adult-attractive and there was no one to show it off to, so it was pushed into a corner of the wardrobe without much of a chance to be used.
Since I had spent half of my monthly salary at that time, I could not bring myself to dispose of it, and it had become a reassuring reminder of my youthful mistakes. .......
"Yes, the current size is just right."
It was a choice that had to be made, since there was no other underwear that would fit.
Telling himself this, Ulille quickly undresses and removes the modest underwear that was digging into his body.
The lacy underwear is of good quality, and is as good as new, with no fraying.
She felt funny about her wrinkled arms and legs, but when she put them on, they fit her better than she had expected.
"Hey, what do you think?"
"Meow."
"Meow."
"Thank you."
While thanking the two animals for their compliments, Yuril finally wonders why they don't feel more comfortable with him.
He glances at the large mirror next to the door.
"........................ What!"
He squeezed out a surprised voice.
It had been about three or four decades since Ulil had bought this mirror, since he was old enough to start his teaching career.
Teaching children, he used to groom himself every morning with this mirror.
And now, what I see in the mirror is exactly the same as I was then.
Her silver hair reaching down to her waist was full of luster, and her skin was fresh and taut.
The twin dunes that raised her black lace underwear, and her tight torso.
Her lower half is even more beautifully rounded.
"How ...... are you ......?"
I spun around on the spot to try it out.
The woman in the mirror flipped herself without a moment's delay.
I can see her clearly without staring at her, and there is no pain in my back.
As I stare at the mirror in stunned silence, I hear a cute mewling sound coming from her feet.
"Meow!"
"Meow!"
"Oh, dear?"
I spin around once more, and the cats that have been clinging to me leap up happily.
Apparently, they liked the way the tips of my long hair arced around.
"Huh, what is it?"
Ulil spins around on the spot, dodging the two dogs that are playing with him.
Not only his body, but also his mind is as light as if he had wings.
The prancing cats and the beautiful woman dance and frolic madly, losing track of time.
After a while, Ulil runs out of energy and sits down on the spot.
He picks up the cats that have come close to him, hugs them tightly, and exhales deeply with satisfaction.
"Phew...... Phew....... Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmm."
His mouth is wide open with a variety of emotions, and he looks up.
In the mirror in front of him was a woman in her underwear, with beads of sweat everywhere.
The figure was bold and too sensational.
Ulir was speechless, but then, somehow, the expression of the man who brought this miracle suddenly appeared in his mind.
He was staring straight at her and his face was slightly flushed.
In the next moment, the color of Ulil's neck turned red as well.
"Oh? Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
"Meow?"
"Meowon?"
"No, there's ...... everything. Hey, what can I do for you?"
"Meow."
"Meow."
Standing up, Ulil exhaled loudly once more, changed into his usual attire, and headed for the kitchen.
Then, as a hush-money, he served the cats their dinner plates with the best meat they had ever eaten.
"Um, please don't tell anyone about what you just said..."
"Meow, meow, meow!"
"Oooooh!"
"Well, what shall we have for dinner?"
Thor, Sora, and Mumu would be back in good spirits in a little while.
They must be very hungry.
Ulir picked up the knife with a big smile on his face when he thought of each of them.
Later, when Thor asked him how he was feeling, Yuril's cheeks turned red as he recalled this moment.