Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)-Chapter 32: Sleimfisch

Mmmmmmhhhh~!!!

Eris moans happily, hugging her cheek with one hand, eyes closed in pure bliss as she savors her portion of Schleimfisch. Her tail swishes lazily, her entire body radiating satisfaction.

But me?

"EUGHHHHH!!!!"

Just one whiff, and I feel my stomach do a full somersault.

What kind of unholy abomination is this?!

The dish before me is... beyond horrific.

It's literally rotten fish innards, mixed with some kind of slimy, mucousy substance until it resembles a giant booger. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's drenched in a pungent fishy brine so strong it feels like it could melt my nasal lining on contact.

And the texture...?

Oh, gods.

It's a full-blown nightmare.

The gelatinous mass glistens ominously, wobbling with a sickening wet sheen. It jiggles like it's alive, slopping off the spoon in slow motion, as if it's plotting its escape.

And yet...

Eris and the other catgirls around me are devouring it like it's the greatest dish ever created! Some mix it into their rice, others are just gulping it straight from the spoon without a second thought.

I don't understand.

How?

How is this possible?!

I glance down at my own bowl of Schleimfisch rice, and dread pools in my stomach.

There's no way this is edible... right?

Every time I move my spoon, the Schleimfisch makes this sticky, slopping sound that sends a violent shudder down my spine. Imagine natto—but worse. Why am I doing this to myself? I didn't even survive my first bite of natto back on Earth, and now I'm staring down this culinary nightmare.

"Huhuuuu..." I whimper, my lower lip trembling. "Eris... I can't..."

But Eris just beams at me, completely unfazed.

"Huh? Why? Just take a bite! You'll like it!"

"Yeah! You'll like it!"

The other catgirls chime in enthusiastically, their eyes wide and eager.

And now...

ALL of their eyes are on me.

Ahhhhhh...

I'm so screwed.

Damn it.

How did I even get here?!

On one hand, I don't want to die.

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But on the other... if I don't eat this, they're going to revoke my catgirl membership.

I'll be labeled a fraud—a catgirl imposter.

I swallow hard, my gaze locking onto the wobbly, jelly-like fish on my spoon.

It jiggles ominously, like it's daring me to eat it.

Alright!

I steel myself because I've decided.

Even if it kills me, I'll do it for the catgirls!

My hand is literally trembling as I scoop up a tiny, pathetic amount—barely a teaspoon's worth. I brace myself for the inevitable.

"Felicia! You got this!" Eris cheers, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She pinches her nose with a grin. "If the smell's too much, just block it like this!"

Alright... that might actually help! Maybe.

I follow her lead, pinching my nose tightly while my other hand, shaking like a leaf in a storm, shovels the spoon into my mouth.

The moment the Schleimfisch hits my tongue—

I freeze.

Ahhh...

It was a mistake.

I want to cry so bad.

The texture is beyond comprehension—slimy, slippery, and clinging to every corner of my mouth like an alien life form. It wiggles and oozes, refusing to go down easily.

And the flavor...

Salty.

TOO salty.

Like I just took a mouthful of the ocean.

But then...

Something changes.

In just seconds, my taste buds adjust—magically.

The overwhelming saltiness fades.

Replaced by...

A deep, rich umami goodness.

"...Oh damn!!!" I exclaim, my eyes wide with shock.

It's... it's...

"It's not bad!" I blink, barely believing my own words. "Actually... it's kinda... good???"

"See? I told you!" Eris grins, looking smug as hell.

"YAAAAAYYYY!!!"

The other catgirls burst into applause, cheering like I just performed a heroic feat.

But still...

I'm sooooo confused.

Am I tripping or something?

I take another whiff.

YUP.

The smell is still EUGHHHHH!!!

The texture is still nightmare fuel.

But the taste?

The taste is soooooooo good it somehow overrides all the grossness!

And so—

I scoop up another bite of Schleimfisch and rice.

EUGHHH!

I gag again.

But the moment it hits my tongue—

Mmmhhhhmmmmm!!!!!

My body trembles in pleasure!

It's so good.

SO GOOD.

I—I—

I just can't stop eating!!!

Nom nom nom nom!!!

Eughhhh!!!

I'm basically gagging and stuffing my face at the same time!

This is RIDICULOUS!!!

How can this be?!

The most nasty-tasty food ever!

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And just like that—in no time at all—my bowl is empty.

My spoon clatters against the bottom, the sound echoing like a battle bell signaling the end of an impossible fight.

"WOOOO!! That was... something!!!" I gasp, my whole body still trembling from the experience. Beads of sweat drip down my forehead like I've just woken up from a horrifying nightmare.

I can't believe it.

I actually survived that dish.

So that was Schleimfisch—the legendary catgirl food!

Definitely an acquired taste.

I slump back, wiping the sweat from my brow, my mind still reeling.

Now that I think about it...

It reminds me of something from Earth.

Ah—stinky tofu.

I tried it once.

The smell still haunts me to this day.

They say the worse it smells, the better it tastes.

But THIS?!

This is like stinky tofu x10—with extra nightmare fuel on top!

With that terrifying ordeal behind me, we say our goodbyes to the group of catgirls and catdudes and continue our morning quest for delicious food.

I try other dishes—kebabs, wings, skewers sizzling with juicy meat. But...

After eating Schleimfisch...

Everything else tastes bland.

I blink in disbelief. Did that dish just ruin my taste buds???

Eris giggles, clearly enjoying my distress.

"Hehe, that's the side effect! It just shows how awesome Schleimfisch is!" she beams.

"Eeeeehhh...." I groan, dragging my feet.

I don't even know if I want to try that dish again...

But at the very least—

It's an experience I'll never forget.