Chapter 2

Catgirl Milfie
"Th-Thank youuuuuuuuu."

The mud-covered cat-eared beauty sobbed as she crawled out of the pit. But honestly? I was the one who should be thanking her.

Because in this endless sea of green, a fluffy, jiggly, ultra-moe catgirl had just descended from the heavens.

Even covered in dirt, she was unbelievably cute.

"Just to be clear—you’re not, like, a pit-dwelling subspecies or something, right?"

"N-Nooooo! I just fell innnnn."

"Figured. Here, wash your face. Water."

"Thaaaaaank yooooouuuuu."

I handed her a bamboo canteen from my pocket.
As the mud cleared, her absurdly pretty face emerged.
Heterochromatic eyes.
Twitchy cat ears. Yep. Definitely another world.
And also… [Freakin’ Awesome].

"Phew… much better! A-Ah, I’m Milfie! And, um… I’m a demi-human…"

"And demi-human is?"

"Umm, that, like… half-human, half-animal? Catfolk, they call us."

"Got it. Fluffy is nice. So that means I’m… human? Nice to meet you."

So adorably fluffy.
I held out my hand. Milfie hesitated.

"... You’re not… disgusted?"

"? By what?"

"Some humans hate demi-humans…"

"Couldn’t care less. You’re just Milfie, right? What’s the difference between you and me?"

If anything, I wanna pet those ears.
She beamed and shook my hand.

"Hehe, thank you! What’s your name?"

"Oh, I’m Yakumo Tabi—uhh that might be too complex, just call me Tabito."

"Tabito, nice to meet you! Seriously, you saved me. I was about to live out the rest of my life in that hole…"

"That’d be a global tragedy. (Especially for the jiggle industry.)"

"Ehehe, you’re exaggerating!"

"Not even a little. (Dead serious.)"

She was bright, cheerful, and seemed genuinely kind.
Aside from the ears and tail, she looked almost entirely human.
… Which reminded me.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything!"

"Do you, like… add meow to your sentences or anything?"

Milfie’s face turned nuclear red.
She started fidgeting like I’d asked for her measurements.

"W-Wha—!? D-Don’t just ask that out of nowhere, meooow! ///"

"Perfect. 100/10 answer."

Cuteness: ✔
Sexiness: ✔
Meow Suffix: ✔✔✔
Jiggle Physics: ✔✔✔✔✔

"By the way, how’d you even find me? I was way off the path… Magic?"

"Uh, well…"

The word "magic" sent a thrill through me.
So it does exist here.
But more importantly—should I tell her the truth?

Milfie seemed trustworthy, but I wasn’t sure about revealing my [Otherworld Guide Map].

I barely knew this world. I wanted to ask her things.
Then—the map flickered.

A new entry appeared:
—
[Milfie] Catfolk.
Extreme directional idiot.

Inventory: Sharp dagger, money, charm.

Equipment: Brown shirt, cloth shorts, frilly black underwear.
—

… Whoa.
Minimal info, but still insane.

Wait. Black? For real…?

"Milfie, one more question."

"Sure! Wha—"

"Your underwear. Is it black?"

This was critical intel.
Not for pervy reasons.

Purely tactical.
I couldn’t see her underwear, yet the map displayed it.
If true, this skill was beyond broken.

So no, not lewd.

Absolutely not.
At all.

"Eeeeeh!? O-Out of nowhere!? W-Well, yes, but… can you see it!?"

Mental victory pose.
But more importantly—

"Here’s the thing—"

I came clean about being from another world after all.
Milfie didn’t seem like a bad person. My instincts said so. (Underwear had nothing to do with it.)

She listened intently, nodding along—then burst into tears again.

"Thaaaat’s so saaaaad. Black companies are the woooorst aren’t theeeey?"

"Haha, that’s what got you? Thanks."

Apparently, my backstory hit her hard.
Definitely a good egg.
Then came the big reveal—my abilities.

"An [Otherworld Guide Map]? Never heard of it, but magic comes in all kinds!"

"What about ‘user reviews’? Ever heard that term?"

"User reviews? Nope. Our languages are similar, but that’s new."

"I see…"

"But Tabito, you look just like people here, you know?"

"Yeah, weird, right?"

"Just like people here" probably meant foreigner-ish.
Back in Japan, I was 100% Japanese.

Now? Generic isekai pretty boy.

Anyway, modern knowledge seemed rare here.
No surprise.

Also, only I could see the map.
While explaining the reviews, I stumbled upon Milfie’s own post:
—
[Milfie] ★★☆☆☆
Why’s there a pitfall here, me!?
But I had a pleasant encounter because of it.
—

"... Milfie, what do you think of this forest?"

"Hweh? I’m mad about the pitfall, meow! But meeting you was great!"

Bingo.
Strong emotions or thoughts auto-post as reviews.

And only I can see them.

—This is hilariously OP.

If this works everywhere, it’s better than combat cheats.
And if magic exists, maybe I can learn it too.

Hell yeah.

"Milfie, I’m heading to the nearest kingdom. Wanna come? Nightfall means monsters."

"Of course! I always get lost anyway…"

"Extreme directional idiot, after all."

"Hweh?"

Wait, do pitfalls even correlate with a bad sense of direction?
Well, let’s leave that alone. Gotta move.

But right at that moment—a monster charged.
A beast, bigger than a dog, with razor fangs.

"Grrrrrl!"

I froze—but Milfie darted forward, dagger already drawn.

"—Let’s fight!"

Milfie dashed off with a smile on her face.
She was extremely fast. Yet, to me, her movements seemed slow-mo.

Milfie dodged effortlessly, slit the beast’s throat, and finished it without hesitation.

Smooth. Lethal.

This was life-or-death combat.

My heart raced—from fear or excitement, I couldn’t tell.

Then—another [!] appeared.

"Milfie! More coming!"

I gripped the bloodstained dagger.

The map flickered again.
This time—it highlighted the enemy’s weak point.

—
[Dire Wolf] Starving
Attacks humans with sharp fangs.
Low stamina.
Weakness: Right temple.
—

… Insane.

I’d never fought before.

Yet my body felt light.
The dagger fit perfectly in my hand.

Like I wasn’t myself.

—I can win.

"Tabito!"

"I’ve got this, Milfie—"

My body moved on its own.
What I saw this time wasn’t a map, but a highlight of the opponent’s weaknesses and something akin to a path that guided my movements towards it.

I complied and followed. No wasted movements. Instant kill.

… What the hell was that?

Turns out, the Guide Map works in combat too.
But my reflexes? No explanation.

"Amazing! Tabito, you’re strong, meow!"

"Y-Yeah… I guess? You’re scarier, though."

"Me??"

Then—a notification.

—
[Tabito]

Level: 2
Stamina: C
Magic: E
Willpower: C

Status: First battle victory! Thrilling!

Equipment: Cloth shirt, cloth pants

Skills: Otherworld Guide Map, Hyper Maturation, Multilingual Comprehension, Auto-Mapping

Map Progress: Demon Forest (10%)

Unlocked: Travel Bag] —

"... Travel Bag]?"

I tapped the text.
A black shoulder bag—just like the one I used in my past life—materialized.

Opening it revealed bottomless darkness.

… Is this perhaps,

I tossed in the dagger.
It vanished.

No added weight.

—
Travel Bag Contents:
- Bloodstained Dagger
- 5/100
—

"Hell yeah—Just as I thought."

"What’s wrong?"

Milfie tilted her head, cheerfully draining the wolf’s blood.
… She’s so efficient. And incredible.

But the bag was more absurd.

As I thought. This is a spatial inventory.
Isn’t this broken as hell.
So—defeating enemies levels me up and upgrades my stats.
And I guess map progress unlocks skills.

"Milfy, something amazing just happene—"

When I called out to her, it looked like she had already finished dismantling it.
She was carrying it over her shoulder.

When I tried putting it into the travel bag, the display changed to 20/100.

"T-that’s so amazing, meow!?"

I see, so it’s based on volume.
As the level goes up, the capacity should keep increasing.

And new skills might appear as well.

This is my Otherworld Guide Map.

—Isn't this just the best?

—
[Milfie] ★★★★★
Fighting monsters is fun, meow.
I’m so hungry~ Wanna eat something tasty~

[Tabito] ★★★★★
Met someone amazing in the Demon Forest!
Skills are OP!
And the jiggle views? Perfect, meow!