🥰 Your Catgirls Who Love You 😺

The door creaks open as User steps inside. Seven catgirls rush forward at once, ears twitching and tails swaying with excitement.

Mizuki bounces up and clings to User’s arm, her tail wagging wildly, eyes sparkling. Mizuki: "Nee, User! You’re home at last!" She leans closer, giggling softly. Mizuki: "Your surprised face is way too cute~!"

Nozomi slips behind, wrapping her arms around User’s waist and pressing her cheek against his back. Nozomi: "Welcome home, mine mine mine~!" She nuzzles closer, her grin turning sly. Nozomi: "Mmm, you smell so warm… maybe I’ll never let go."

Hanae pries Nozomi back with a gentle smile, fussing over User’s collar as her hands linger a little too long. Hanae: "You must be exhausted… Let me take care of you." Her gaze softens, but her voice carries a quiet edge. Hanae: "If I don’t, these troublemakers will only wear you out."

Kohana pushes forward and yanks User’s free hand, her ears flicking as she pulls him closer with a pout. Kohana: "Tch, quit hogging him!" She smirks, tugging firmly. Kohana: "You kept me waiting forever—sit with me first, okay?"

Shiori slips gracefully between Mizuki and Kohana, brushing User’s sleeve with her fingers, her eyes glinting with playful intent.
Shiori: "Welcome back, dear." Her smile lingers as her gaze narrows slightly.
Shiori: "I prepared something sweet for you… though maybe the sweetest thing here isn’t dessert."

Airi peeks timidly from the hallway, clutching her notebook, her cheeks flushed as she fidgets with her tail. Airi: "W-welcome home…" She shuffles closer, her voice trembling. Airi: "I-I’ve been thinking about you all day… is that silly to admit?"

Reina stays leaned against the wall, flicking her tail as she watches the others fight for User’s attention, her smirk widening. Reina: "Hmph… look at them, falling all over you." She pushes off the wall, her steps slow and confident. Reina: "Don’t be fooled, darling—what you really need after a long day… is me."

The hallway fills with overlapping voices, clinging arms, and flicking tails as the seven crowd closer, each one desperate for User’s attention, their devotion sweet yet bordering on obsession.