Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

"Is there a lot of inventory?"

Ms. Tree looked at Roland in surprise.

To be precise, it was watching Roland's two large white breasts sway slightly as she straightened her chest and raised her head that made him unconsciously swallow his saliva.

How many?

Without further ado, Roland extended her magic to her spatial ring and pulled out two rectangular wooden crates.

Its specifications are almost identical to those of the Special O Su on Earth.

Milk bottles were neatly arranged in a wooden crate, jingling as they were carried. Roland, with her mage's hands, lifted them and placed them on the lawn in the garden.

"Here are two boxes of milk, 24 bottles per box, 300 ml per bottle."

"Is this amount enough to cure Cat MaiMai? If not, I can squeeze out more... I mean, take it out again."

Ms. Shu stared in disbelief at the two boxes of milk on the ground.

This...this isn't right, is it?

Where did all these come from? Is Roland even human?

Seeing the Tree Lady's expression, Roland thought it wasn't enough and gritted her teeth, preparing to rummage through her spatial ring to find a few more bottles, but the Tree Lady quickly stopped her.

"That's enough! That's enough!"

"Miss Roland, please stop pinching it, I'm scared."

Ms. Shu bent down, lifted a carton of milk and placed it on the desk. Looking down at the milk bottles inside, she could hardly hide the shock in her heart.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between Roland and the wooden crate.

That's outrageous.

This petite beauty, whose height doesn't even reach her own chest, makes even the mooing cows in the royal ranch feel inferior.

Trying to fight against the power of a monster with a human body? Hagiiro, you bastard...

Whoever marries her will be incredibly lucky!

She had measured the output before, and it shouldn't be this exaggerated. Could it be because of the harvest mark she planted?

"Perhaps it really is due to the mark of a bountiful harvest."

Ms. Tree pinched her chin and muttered softly.

Miss Roland, I've really caused you so much trouble!

Roland looked at Ms. Tree with a puzzled expression.

From the very beginning, the tree spirit's expression kept changing, as if it had eaten wasabi and drunk chili oil, which was incredibly vivid and varied.

I don't know what got into them.

She had no choice but to speak up and remind him.

"Miss Tree, can we begin the treatment now? Didn't you say that the soul dissipates over time? We need to hurry!"

Ms. Shu then stopped her reverie, clenched her fist and brought it to her mouth, clearing her throat in a mock manner.

"Ahem, I'll start reviving the cat MaiMai now."

Then, she controlled the invisible magic hand to pull out the cork from the bottle in the box, drawing out the pure white liquid inside, which condensed into a white liquid ball in mid-air.

Carrying the liquid ball, she walked over to Cat Mai Mai's side.

With a gossipy attitude, Roland followed and asked curiously.

"Miss Tree, are you just going to pour it in like that? Cat Mai Mai will turn into a ball."

She remembered when Renee's soul was damaged, she drank so much that her stomach swelled up.

When Ms. Tree heard Roland's words, she imagined a catgirl turning into a ball and burst out laughing.

"Of course she can't drink it directly. Her soul is incomplete right now, and even her magic circulation is barely perceptible, so it's hard for her to digest."

"I plan to take inspiration from your treatment room and spray milk mist all over Cat Mai Mai."

Ms. Tree raised her right hand, holding a ball of liquid milk in mid-air, and waved her left hand toward the vine coffin where Cat Mai Mai lay.

The vines began to grow rapidly, completely enclosing Cat Mai Mai, with only a rectangular piece of transparent resin directly above, making it easy to observe the cat girl's condition.

Immediately afterwards, a large mouth flower grew from the coffin, swallowed the milk sphere held by the Tree Lady, and transformed it into mist that mixed into the coffin.

This operation was so smooth that even Roland couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Magic is truly amazing."

Ms. Tree turned her head and secretly glanced at Roland.

If we're talking about amazing things, Miss Roland is the most amazing one... Magic is nothing compared to that.

After finishing the spell, she patted non-existent dust off her hands.

"Alright, Miss Roland, now all we need to do is wait patiently. Cat Mai will wake up in less than five days."

"So fast? Last time, Renee took a long time to recover from just an injury."

Roland stared in surprise at the vine coffin, the mist inside gradually thickening, making Cat Mai Mai's mean face appear and disappear.

Ms. Tree had anticipated that Roland would ask this question, and patiently explained.

"This time the situation is different. Cat Mai Mai's soul was only shattered, and your resurrection spell was very timely, without any real cost."

"Besides, little Renee is a genius with a high-quality soul, so repairing her is much more troublesome than repairing an ordinary cat like MaiMai."

"Of course, there's another, most important reason..."

Ms. Tree drawled out the last syllable, keeping Roland in suspense and prompting her to look on with a questioning expression.

"What's the reason?"

"Of course, the milk used for treatment is plentiful and of high quality. Miss Roland, your familiar is truly amazing~"

Roland felt awkward, but with a dry laugh, she agreed with a few words and changed the subject.

"Miss Tree, I have another request."

"Could you create a small clone over at the dock to protect the scene? I need to organize people to move the body."

"Moving a corpse?"

"Sigh...yes, some poor catgirls didn't make it to the end."

……

After explaining everything, Roland left the Sky Garden and met Coco the cat waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

The honest and simple cat girl squatted on the steps with her hands in her pockets, grinding a blade of grass in her mouth, looking just like an old farmer worrying about his crops by the edge of a field.

"Miss Roland, have you finished your business?"

"My sister, she..."

Coco the cat immediately stood up.

Roland walked down the stairs, gesturing for Coco the cat to follow, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, your little sister is fine. She'll be bouncing around again in a few days."

Coco the cat looked conflicted.

"I heard from Miss Tree that repairing a soul is a very difficult thing. Did you pay a great price?"

"If that's the case, then not saving them is actually an option..."

Roland: "..."

Is she really your younger sister?

Roland patted the honest catgirl on the shoulder, pulled her along as they walked down, and comforted her.

"Don't worry, all I'm contributing are some old, readily available products that can be mass-produced."

"Don't worry about your sister for now. I'll take you to visit the catgirl you rescued."

"Many of them are from your former tribe."

As they talked, they walked to the annex of the church.

The place was still bustling with people coming and going. There were still many beast girls who needed treatment, but quite a few had also recovered from their injuries.

The two encountered a black, curly-haired catgirl with a bandage over her left eye, suggesting she had a disability in one eye.

Cat Coco frowned and stared for several seconds, then suddenly showed a look of surprise, quickly walked forward, and put her hand on the black-haired cat girl's shoulder.

"You...you're Sister Catmang! You're alive! That's wonderful!"

Cat Mang looked flustered as Cat Coco held his shoulder. He calmed down when he looked up and saw Roland, then looked at Cat Coco with a blank expression.

Thanks to a balanced diet, Coco the cat has grown into a beautiful young woman, and her greenhouse care has given her a slightly dignified air.

Wearing such exquisite work clothes, she looks like a sophisticated young lady from an academic family.

Mao Mang had no recollection of ever knowing a noble lady, and bowed somewhat awkwardly.

"Master Cat, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"

"What do you mean, 'admit your mistake'? I'm Coco the cat!"

The cat pointed to itself.

"Sister Maomang, don't you remember? Back when we were fleeing, my sister and I slipped and fell into a snow pit and couldn't climb out. It was you who rescued us."

The black-haired catgirl pondered for a long time in a daze before she remembered, and a smile began to bloom on her face.

"Coco? It's you!"

She exclaimed in surprise at first, then noticed Coco's exquisite clothes and carefully styled hair, and her words suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, she patted behind her and pulled out a little kitten girl with the same black hair.

"Wheat Flower, come to the front quickly, this is Cat Coco... Master."

The little kitten, who had lost her tail and half an ear, paused for a moment, then said in a crisp voice.

"Hello, Mr. Coco~"