Chapter 4: The Catgirl Set and a Boy’s Dilemma

The express station of Yunqi Academy was nestled on the northernmost side of the campus.

Ye Yu, having just left the small grove, confirmed that his child bride had truly departed. With bold thoughts swirling in his mind, he quickened his pace.

Yunqi Academy, a century-old institution, boasted more than just its expansive sports field.

Lining both sides of the road were towering trees, their lush, verdant canopies largely shielding the intense sunlight and scorching energy from the sky above.

Occasionally, a stray beam of sunlight would pierce through the layers of leaves, dappling passersby with a refreshing, ethereal glow.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Yu would have relished strolling along this very street.

However, the present was different. His mind was consumed by the thought of retrieving a certain alluring, nosebleed-inducing white silk catgirl lingerie set from the Pinduoduo page at the express station – a set he was destined to put on.

As a young man, just five days shy of his eighteenth birthday and possessing an impeccably upright moral compass, Ye Yu found himself in an agonizing dilemma.

On one hand, Ye Yu felt an inexplicable sense of discord. The idea of a boy wearing girls’ clothes seemed to infringe upon his masculine dignity.

What made it even harder for Ye Yu to articulate was the conflicting surge of emotions within him. While his conscious mind vehemently rejected the thought of donning girls’ attire, his heart pulsed with an unspeakable thrill and a faint glimmer of anticipation. What was this strange sensation?

Filled with profound trepidation, Ye Yu walked for a full quarter of an hour before finally arriving at the express station.

In this era plagued by rampant demons, the risks associated with transportation had become exceedingly high.

Only one courier service, the verdant Youyou Express, remained operational, yet this came at the cost of vastly extended delivery times.

Purchasing a single item could take anywhere from a week to a year to arrive. There was even a chance the package would be devoured by demons, never reaching its destination.

Despite the formidable transport challenges, humanity’s desire for shopping remained undiminished.

Even from a distance, two long queues snaked away from the station.

After contemplating the length of both lines, Ye Yu, following a moment of internal debate, quietly chose to join the shorter queue, which happened to consist mainly of girls.

His choice of line was not due to any lecherous intent.

Rather, it was because Tang Yue, with her stunning looks and those long, smooth limbs, was simply too captivating. As Tang Yue’s husband, and having not yet awakened his own special abilities, Ye Yu was intimately aware of the envy harbored by his male peers.

He even suspected that if his mother weren’t a high-level hunter, effectively a powerful backer, his male classmates would not merely resort to simple mockery.

After a grueling twenty-minute wait, Ye Yu finally obtained his package.

The ‘Be Your Cat’ package was remarkably small, wrapped in a plain, opaque plastic bag.

Taking the package in hand, Ye Yu felt a jolt of surprise.

Having lived with Tang Yue for fifteen years and seen her in all sorts of outfits, Ye Yu knew that girls’ clothes were often soft and diminutive.

Yet, holding the actual item, even without opening the bag, the sensation of the contents through the plastic left Ye Yu slightly stunned.

In every conceivable way, this set was incredibly soft and incredibly small.

Ye Yu even mused that with a bit of force, he could easily crumple the entire set into a size small enough to fit within his cupped hands.

As this realization dawned on him, Ye Yu was suddenly overcome with a sense of foreboding.

‘Such tiny clothes… could a boy like me truly fit into them?’ he wondered.

If Tang Yue had heard Ye Yu’s inner thoughts at that moment, she would undoubtedly have burst into laughter and shared a little-known fact with him.

Girls’ lingerie, especially those designed for playful intimacy, wasn’t just made from soft materials with exquisite craftsmanship; its elasticity was genuinely phenomenal.

Even a petite young man like Ye Yu, let alone a 180-pound adorable girl, could squeeze into it with a bit of effort.

If you were to ask why Tang Yue possessed such obscure knowledge, the reason was quite simple.

As a twenty-year-old woman, Tang Yue confessed that girls, too, harbored their own playful fantasies, and she had secretly purchased a similar item herself!

Ye Yu’s dormitory, room 503, was located in Building D on the southernmost side of Yunqi Academy.

Since today was Awakening Day, and Ye Yu’s two roommates had completed their awakening ceremonies years ago, they should have been in class at two in the afternoon.

The dormitory was utterly empty, leaving Ye Yu alone and presenting him with a rare opportunity to change into his new attire.

Having often scrolled through short videos in his leisure time, Ye Yu recalled numerous humorous skits featuring roommates cross-dressing, only to be unexpectedly discovered and subsequently blackmailed. Mindful of such scenarios, he decided to take precautions.

Before he began, he meticulously drew the outer curtains, ensuring not a single crack remained. Then, anticipating any unforeseen circumstances with his roommates, he locked the door from the inside, preventing any unexpected intrusions.

After meticulously completing these steps and double-checking everything to ensure absolute security, Ye Yu finally turned his gaze to the tightly sealed package.

From birth until now, Ye Yu had unpacked at least 800, if not 1000, packages. Yet, facing the one before him, he felt a surge of nervousness for the very first time.

He gently gripped both sides of the black plastic bag and applied a slight force. The opaque, yet not particularly sturdy, package tore open with a rip.

Peering through the opening, his eyes were met with a pristine, neatly folded white silk stocking, labeled ‘Gift’.

Ye Yu believed that no boy could resist the allure of stockings, a garment rumored to enhance a man’s ‘attack speed’.

While most boys preferred the slimming effect of black stockings, Ye Yu was among the minority who favored white silk. He was drawn to the innocent and beautiful feeling they evoked.

However, despite his fondness, after a few glances, Ye Yu set aside the 15D white silk gift.

His current objective was to activate and examine his cross-dressing ability by donning female attire.

While white silk was undeniably lovely, it didn’t quite fall into the category of clothing in the way he needed.

Moreover, he was a boy. His wife, Tang Yue, would undoubtedly look stunning in white silk, but for him to wear them… that felt far too mortifying!

With a faint blush, he placed the white stockings to the side. Ye Yu then continued to examine the other items within the package.

Upon seeing what lay beneath, Ye Yu instantly flushed crimson, resembling a boiled shrimp, with even faint tendrils of steam seemingly rising from his head.

The reason was simple: beneath the white silk lay a tiny piece of white fabric, designed with a tail and delicate ties.

The fabric was incredibly small, so much so that, in a sense, it was more accurately described as two connecting strings, aside from a small, alluringly hollowed-out piece of white cloth and a fixed little tail.

What further intensified Ye Yu’s embarrassment were the two small openings located beneath the cat tail ornament, their purpose painfully obvious.

Staring at this tiny white panty, Ye Yu understood the true meaning of ‘no-removal’ for the very first time.

Given the extreme difficulty of this particular undergarment, after some deliberation, and adhering to the principle of tackling easier tasks first, Ye Yu decided to save it for last.

He pinched the small tail on the panty and placed it alongside the white silk stockings, then turned his attention to the main component of the ‘Be Your Cat’ set within the package.

As a women’s garment designed for playful intimacy, the ‘Be Your Cat’ set naturally featured a skirt.

The skirt was remarkably short. While Ye Yu had known it would be brief from the model pictures during purchase, holding the actual item revealed that he had drastically underestimated its length.

The hemline was far shorter than he had imagined; standing normally, it would reveal a glimpse of panties. If one were to squat down to pick something up while wearing it, combined with the suggestive lace trim and the completely open-back, fabric-saving halter design, the implications were clear.

Just thinking about it, Ye Yu, who usually watched theoretical action films, immediately conjured a few associated keywords: ‘wife’, ‘kitchen’, ‘breakfast’, ‘afterwards’…

With the dress in hand, only one crucial element remained for the ‘Be Your Cat’ set to transform him into a catgirl: the cat ears.

Since Ye Yu had purchased the high-end version, the craftsmanship of the cat ears was excellent. They consisted of two fluffy, pristine white cat ear ornaments attached to a headband, looking utterly adorable.

While a boy wearing cat ears was still somewhat embarrassing, it was undeniably a far less challenging item compared to the previous garments.

Looking at the cute cat ears, and adhering to his teachers’ advice of tackling simple problems first, Ye Yu took three deep breaths.

Then, he slowly picked up the cat ear headband.

As he gently placed the headband on his head, a soft, muffled sound suddenly echoed through the empty dorm room 503.

Meow~

Listening to the involuntarily soft, delicate sound that escaped his own throat, Ye Yu froze in place.

‘Emmmmmmm… What just happened?’

‘Something is wrong with me!!!’