The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

“I’m home!”
Although shouting this to an empty dorm seemed a bit silly, Adele’s happiness was priceless.

And what if, just what if, her cute, petite, soft, and fluffy little First Snow~ was curled up in a corner of the room, waiting for her return?
Adele held onto this hope, casually tossing her bag onto the sofa downstairs, then, like a little pony, quickly dashed up the stairs.
A bang of the door opening followed.

Adele was back in her room. Although it was small and nothing special, even disliked by Adele before, not even belonging to her, just a temporary accommodation provided by the school, undeniably, most of Adele’s memories, at least most of her memories after transmigrating, were made here.
She had gradually come to love this place, thinking there was nothing more enjoyable than curling up in her dorm, watching videos and playing games after a tiring day of studying.
No, wait, there was also petting the cat!

Therefore, her excitement was self-evident.
However, unfortunately, when she opened the door and excitedly shouted,
“First Snow~ I missed you so much!”, she was met with only silence and a cloud of dust that made her sneeze. “Achoo!”

Adele rubbed her nose, feeling the warm redness.
After looking around for a while, she finally had to accept the reality before her. “…Not here?”
So, First Snow wasn’t here…

With this fact before her, Adele’s excitement instantly vanished, like being doused with a bucket of cold water.
And what made Adele even sadder, making her purse her lips, was that she clearly remembered the arrangement of her room, including the location of First Snow’s favorite cat toys, scratching post, canned food, and cat food.
They were all neatly placed in their original positions, not even an inch moved. Combined with the thin layer of dust on the floor that rose when she opened the door, this could only mean one thing: This dorm hadn’t been occupied for a long time. Or rather, First Snow hadn’t been here since Adele left school.

This was the real reason why Adele felt so sad, her nose aching as if she was about to cry.
Everything before her seemed to be saying that only she, like a fool, even after leaving school, would still think of First Snow every day, wanting to stroke her soft fur, wanting to tease her about roasting her wings and eating them, but actually ordering chicken wings takeout for the little cat to enjoy, wanting to hold the petite catgirl in her arms and do this and that to her, watching her cute, unresisting, and gently submissive appearance, and then… reaching the peak of happiness together.
But in the end…

Was she just a convenient tool for First Snow?
A tool to pet, to play with, to feed canned food to?
Even a tool to satisfy First Snow’s adolescent desires!
Otherwise, it couldn’t be explained why First Snow hadn’t entered this place even once after she left, as if completely abandoning both Adele and her dorm.

What was this… Did First Snow really miss her? Or was it really like what people said online, that cats only cared about who fed them, and couldn’t be truly tamed?
Adele’s good mood, the anticipation of petting First Snow upon returning to the dorm, instantly withered like scattered petals.
Although Adele didn’t want to believe it, the reality was before her. She wanted to find an excuse for First Snow, like perhaps she had gone on a business trip with Headmaster Winona, or perhaps First Snow had slept for many days…

Even such foolish excuses, as long as First Snow told them to her, she would believe.
But the point was, there were none. She hadn’t seen First Snow, let alone heard any excuses from her.
There wasn’t a single trace of First Snow’s presence in the entire room since Adele left, as if she had been completely abandoned.

Adele’s eyes reddened.
She bit her lip and silently walked forward, closing the door, embracing this small yet now seemingly vast room alone.
Then she went to her bed, gently stroking the marks left by First Snow’s claws from their playful fights.

First Snow’s claws needed to be trimmed regularly. She was afraid of the nail clippers, afraid of the clicking sound. So, every time, Adele would let First Snow snuggle against her chest, feeling her small body tremble every time Adele clipped a nail, then letting out a soft laugh.
It wasn’t to make fun of First Snow, but simply because… it was such a cute and heartwarming scene.
Adele shook her head, pulling herself back to reality.

Now she regretted saying goodbye to Celeste and Sharon.
She shouldn’t have trusted this little brat cat!
Shouldn’t have trusted her…

But even so, if the situation repeated itself, Adele would probably still make the same decision.
Perhaps it was indeed a small matter; First Snow might simply dislike staying in a dorm without Adele.
Thinking this way did make her feel a little better.

But Adele was sensitive by nature, so she easily fell into a pit of sadness, unable to extricate herself. The girl knew this about herself. So, she simply curled up, sniffling, and thinking that as long as she rested for a while, she would be fine after waking up. After waking up, First Snow would definitely appear beside her, meowing softly, rubbing her wet cat nose against Adele’s cheek, licking her hair with her little tongue, purring…
Unconsciously, Adele actually fell into a deep sleep.
Perhaps it was because she had been traveling all the way; her body was already tired. It was only the thought of First Snow waiting for her at home that kept her energized. But when the cruel reality shattered Adele’s illusion, her spirit instantly wilted. At this time, sleep and rest were probably the best way for Adele to adjust her mood.

It was unknown whether it was due to their long-standing connection or something else, but Adele, curled up on her bed, looked exactly like First Snow, who had been curled up in the same spot earlier!
Yes, First Snow had never left.
If Adele had been more observant, she would have noticed a tail nervously twitching in ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) the corner of the windowsill, where the curtains were drawn, leaving only a small gap.

First Snow was hiding on the platform outside the window, squatting like a cat.
She had deliberately hidden herself and deliberately used her magic to restore the room to exactly how it was before Adele left, even using earth magic to spread a thin layer of dust on the floor to make the disguise more realistic.
The little catgirl, using this sulky method, wanted to get back at Adele for making her miss her so much that she cried every day and didn’t even have the mood to eat canned food. But after truly getting back at Adele, making her taste the same feeling, First Snow’s heart, for some reason, wasn’t filled with the satisfaction of revenge, but with heartache.

When tears welled up in Adele’s eyes, First Snow’s golden cat eyes also glistened with tears…
What Adele didn’t know was that after she fell asleep, a petite catgirl, with light yet hurried steps, went to her side…