Temperature Control in Academy City

The cat lady, who was held by the back of Fate's neck, looked very docile, with her four legs dangling and swaying left and right in the air.

She didn't take the offense from mortals to heart at all, and she didn't feel any anger or irritation at all.

"It's not time for you to rest easy yet. We have other things to do later."

"To be honest, it's a bit hard to accompany you out so late, but there are some things that must be done."

Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but stretch, and didn't plan to continue sorting out her memories, so she stood up and said.

It's almost time, because the students or adults who were injured by this god are probably already asleep.

Although it was a little unusual to visit so late at night, after all, the fat cat in his hand could not go out and do anything openly.

Moreover, the time that the other party can transform is limited every day, and it will take quite a few days to comfort each of them one by one.

"By the way, I still need to buy some comfort supplies. There should be a convenience store open right now."

"As for the funds needed, let's borrow some from Shigefuku-san first, and as gifts, just buy some simple fruits."

A look of hesitation immediately appeared on her face. Natsume Sonoko was a little shy as it was her first time asking someone for money. It took her a long time before she knocked on the door of Shigefuku's dormitory next door.

Why did she have to go through such an embarrassing thing? It was all because of this annoying fat cat. But suddenly she couldn't get angry anymore. The other party couldn't understand her thoughts at all, and she just wasted her expression in vain.

However, Natsume Sonoko felt embarrassed to go empty-handed, so when she knocked on the door, she specially took the high-end perfume that Shokuhou-senpai had given her before, as a sign of sincerity when asking for someone's help.

She quite liked this bottle of perfume. It was considered a prohibited item in the student dormitory that was not easily discovered. After all, everyone in Tokiwadai wore perfume, and there were all kinds of shower gels with simulated perfume scents for sale in the supermarket.

The student dormitory seemed quiet and peaceful at night. Once the door was closed, everyone was busy with their own things.

The dormitory supervisor came back in the evening, and when he was making rounds, he kindly spent a little more time visiting the most pitiful student in the dormitory, the one with the ball-head hairstyle.

Senior Misaka from the next door dormitory 208 also sneaked in from the window at the last minute before the room inspection. She was covered in dust and looked a little unhappy, probably because she didn't find any useful information.

On the other hand, Shirai-san was in a bad situation. After lights out, he was caught at the entrance of the student dormitory. Although he had the ability of spatial teleportation, which was the most convenient for traveling, he was always on the verge of being late.

Standing on the edge of the window, letting the night breeze blow wildly on your face.

There were two ten thousand yuan bills and a dozen coins of different sizes in the bag. This was the pocket money that Chongfu had saved from her teeth.

Holding a certain god in her hand, Natsume Sonoko looked out at the dark night with confidence. When you have money, you feel more confident.

She also changed into a Gothic princess dress that was not easily recognized. This was made by her mother during the Daiba Star Festival. It had been stuffed in a box for the past few days and was basically not used.

The color of this Gothic princess dress tends to be cool, but it is not so dark that it seems to blend into the night. Instead, it tends to be a mixture of black and white, and there are some shiny metal gaskets at the neckline.

The cuffs of the princess dress are designed to be wide. When you stretch out your hands, the fabric on the cuffs falls down like an open fan, and a wave of your hands seems to blow out a gust of wind.

Just like Misaka-senpai always changes clothes when she goes out, Natsume Sonoko also has this habit. After all, the Tokiwadai school uniform is too conspicuous.

She was also very satisfied with her current look. As long as she covered her head with the gauze, no one would recognize her.

"I remember there should be a veil."

"Whatever, this is fine."

After posing with satisfaction, Natsume Sonoko jumped down from the windowsill.

Entangled in the air currents, it looked like a gorgeously dancing black butterfly, instantly disappearing into the steel city.

Chapter 602: Supervisor Girl

There were not many people in the convenience store at night, it was empty and looked very deserted.

The only people who came out to buy things at this time, apart from some researchers and security teachers who had just got off work, were probably some bad boys who didn't return home at night.

Or maybe it's just like the rumors that always appear in urban legends, that there are ghosts and monsters wandering around in Academy City.

The female clerk hurriedly picked up something that looked like a cane nearby, and finally had some support. She blinked and stuck to the side of the cashier counter, staring nervously at the short girl whose face she could never see.

The other person was wearing a gorgeous black and white dress, with a valuable silver bag hanging around her waist and a strange doll like a familiar on her shoulder. No matter how you looked at it, it was extremely weird.

And every time that person turned around, the clerk's vision would involuntarily blur, as if the air was suddenly disordered, causing her to only see a faint white light and unable to see the other person's appearance clearly.

The most important thing is that the other party has been staying in front of the fruit counter for a while, picking and choosing among some apples and oranges with sacred and focused movements, and occasionally reaching out his hand to weigh the fruit.

It seemed that he wanted to buy an apple, but hesitated before putting it in the bag. After picking for a while, he put it back and finally focused his attention on the oranges.

Oranges are on special today.

"He's a poor ghost."

"Hey, why do I have this sense of déjà vu? It suddenly feels real."

The salesgirl muttered something silently and couldn't help but straighten her back.

“Let’s buy these for now.”

"If there are special offers next time, the money that Shigefuku-san lent me might be enough."

Natsume Sonoko couldn't help thinking as she divided a dozen oranges into three small bags while preparing to visit three patients tonight.

Although it still looks a bit shabby, it is at least a comfort gift.

Obviously, there was no one else buying fruit in the middle of the night.

The power restored by the Great God on his shoulder is limited every day, and even the transformation can only last for three minutes. It seems useless no matter how you look at it.

Originally, she wanted to ask the other party if he had any savings, as the money for these gifts should be paid by him. However, the whole cat did not look like there was any hidden treasure from top to bottom, so Natsume Sonoko had to give up the idea.

"Is that all?"

With a forced smile on her face, the shop assistant said tremblingly, and carefully took the bags of oranges from the other party.

I thought it was an illusion before, but now I realize that I really can’t see her face.

Even when I got closer, I couldn't hear any footsteps. When I took the orange, the palm of my hand felt icy cold, and I couldn't feel any normal human body temperature.

"Ah."

Natsume Sonoko nodded slightly, slowly took out a ten thousand dollar bill from her bag and placed it on the counter.

A girl with a bun seemed to notice the weird expression of the shop assistant and suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

However, facing this situation, she already had a plan in mind.

"Actually, I got a little wound on my face, and it's easy to scare people when I go out at night. This is a power, it's definitely not a ghost or anything like that."

Natsume Sonoko tried to explain something before leaving the store.

A head wrapped in gauze is probably scarier than not being able to see the face, Natsume Sonoko thought to herself.

"I see. Here's your change."

“Welcome next time.”

With both hands stretched out, the shop assistant read in a serious tone.

After a girl with a bun walked out of the store, the clerk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her cheeks.

Academy City really has everything at night.

Suddenly thinking of something, the shop assistant hurriedly opened her cell phone and took a picture of the back of the Gothic girl in the distance.

The head part was still blurry, but this time even the body started to become confused, probably because the distance was too far.

Wearing a silk robe from ancient times, her body was shrouded in a halo. From a distance, a gorgeous figure appeared in the window of the intensive care unit of a university hospital.

The God who had returned to his original form floated lightly in the air, radiating dazzling light and heat with every move, but did not burn anyone.

There seemed to be a Gothic loli supervising the work nearby, looking at the guy who made such a big noise with dissatisfaction. Fortunately, she chose the time when everyone was sleeping, otherwise there would definitely be big trouble.

Even if you want to apologize, there's no need to make such a big fuss.

"terribly sorry."

"As compensation, I will give you treatment and blessings."

Omikami's face was still expressionless, and his whole body seemed to be filled with some kind of remarkable divinity.

But when speaking, it seems to have some human touch, but in fact it just adds some common clichés and empty words.

How can people and stones be equal and understand each other?

A certain god who had studied social interactions in human society knew how to gain favor from humans. She could not understand what favor was, but she knew that it could be achieved in certain ways.

However, the target of gaining favor is naturally not the injured person in front of him, but the serious-looking supervisor girl.

Gently awakened a former Tokiwadai-senpai who had already graduated. She seemed to see a strange glowing figure in a trance, and could even smell the scent of oranges.

He waved his equally wide silk sleeves, and a large amount of spore energy poured out from the cuffs, constantly transforming into life energy and injecting into the opponent's body.

The organs in the other person's body that were not completely damaged began to heal rapidly under the repair of the spore energy, and some implanted artificial organs were also gradually being transformed into the state most suitable for this senior sister.

The body that was originally in pain all over finally had a chance to catch its breath. The senior student looked at the two strange people in the ward in a daze, and a relaxed smile finally appeared on her tired face.

The moment the treatment was completed, Oomikami turned back into the form of a doll and could no longer maintain the transformed state. It seemed that he had used up most of his energy.

This senior student was almost the first one with the most serious injuries, so Natsume Sonoko also ranked her first, and the conditions of the following injured people were much lighter.

By the way, Oomikami now seems to have no desire to turn into the fat and heavy cat image she had before, and instead treats Natsume's bag as her new home.

It’s hard to say whether this is good or bad, but it’s a bit inappropriate to continue calling the other party “fat cat”.

"By the way, do you have a convenient name?"

"Omi-gami or something like that is totally wrong. It sounds like a god."

Seeing that the other party was doing his best to treat her, Natsume Sonoko's attitude softened a little, and she acquiesced to the fact that she would live with the other party in the future.

"Does it sound like a human name?"

The stuffed cat flapped its wings, thinking about something, then shook its head, and soon flew back to Natsume Sonoko's bag.

"Then let me think of one for you."

"By the way, just call me Xiaoke."

Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, the rather strong Natsume Sonoko thought for a moment and said.

Chapter 603 Super Bad

In the corner of the intensive care unit, a strange girl in a Gothic princess dress was still chattering about something, and her chattering seriously disturbed the normal rest of the patients next to her.

Always wanting to gain the upper hand in front of a certain god, a certain bun-haired girl is working hard to enhance her own majesty and making her own insignificant contribution to maintaining world peace.

"Of course, if it's a more formal name, it would be 'Can You Be Brave to Love the Last of the Mohicans: The Living Room MacGuffin of Death'."

"Xiao Ke is just a nickname that is easy to use and can be used in daily life. A formal name is longer and more impressive. This is very popular in some other worlds."

With a slightly serious face, a girl with a bun said seriously that this was a valuable experience she gained from some comics.

Moreover, naming is really a very difficult task. What's more, the other party is an extremely strange life form with an unclear definition. Once my brain starts thinking about it, it takes up a lot of my energy at once.

In the end, I took full reference to the surrealist style that Index and Misaka 10032 used when naming their cats, and came up with a name that is fashionable in all aspects.

As expected of me, the corners of Natsume Sonoko's mouth curled up unnaturally.

This is a terrible name from all angles, but it's fine if the subject is a creature that looks like a cat.

Obviously, Natsume Sonoko has put herself in the shoes of a certain cat-raising group in Academy City.

Although the opponent's status is a phase god, he is now a cat monster. After all, a cat monster is still a cat, so they are all the same anyway.

"That doesn't sound like a human name."

"Instead, it seems like a strange sentence made up of a bunch of random words that makes no sense."

The god, who had pricked up his ears to listen to Sonoko's words, poked his head out of his bag and spoke.

She suddenly began to care about naming, because the person who was naming her was worth caring about. Similarly, she also cared about how the other person would address her in the future.

However, as far as Omikami knows, human surnames are usually composed of two parts. The order of names in different countries may be slightly different, but they are all long-established rules.

The name of the garden can probably only be found in some primitive tribes, and it is a hip-hop style one.

"Certainly not a human name."

"You are not human."

Frowning slightly, Natsume Sonoko retorted as a matter of course.

"Similarly, this is not some strange sentence with no clear meaning. This is the normal way Academy City names cat-shaped life forms like you. It is different from the human society outside of Academy City."

Natsume Sonoko thought for a moment and continued, pointing out that the other party's previous social experience did not fit the reality of Academy City.