Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

After the conversation with Cat MaiMai ended, Roland's evaluation of Cat MaiMai's professional abilities rose to another level.

She patted Cat MaiMaiDi on the shoulder with satisfaction, like a boss meeting a top-notch ox or horse.

"Miss Cat Mai Mai, I am very satisfied with the information you provided. You will continue to serve the group."

"Next, come with me back to the church to see your sister."

Cat MaiMai's expression was complicated. After hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded.

"Yes, Lady Roland."

"Well, but before that, I need to cover up your appearance a little."

Roland took out two gray cloaks from her ring, one for each of them, and then headed towards the greenhouse exit.

Once the two figures had completely disappeared, the central lawn of the greenhouse fell into complete silence.

As night fell, the fluorescent plants planted around the glass monument slowly emitted a warm glow, illuminating the loneliness of the animal girl figurine.

Thirty-five figurines face the neat wheat field, as if guarding the future hope of the vulnerable beastmen.

Among them, the figure at the very front had a barely perceptible glint of light flashing across it.

The figure depicts a cat-eared girl hugging wheat and grinning foolishly.

Looking at the magical lights lit by the beast girls on night duty in the greenhouse, the smile on her face seemed to carry a touch of vibrant life.

……

New Sprout Street Church.

Cat MaiMai stood in front of the gate, her steps hesitant.

Roland knew about MaiMai's concerns, but people always have to face things, so she pushed the orange cat into the church.

Today, the first floor of the church is no longer just a chapel.

Upon entering, one is greeted by an exquisite foyer, adorned with greenery on all sides, and in the center, a baptismal pool that is constantly spraying water, making it no less impressive than the estates of great nobles.

After all, the construction team's architectural drawings were designed according to the tastes of the nouveau riche.

The original independent chapel has been incorporated into the nave and side chapels within the garden.

Today, the church has essentially become Roland's estate.

Roland greeted the maids who were working and then took her cat, MaiMai, up to the second floor.

The second floor also features a spacious entrance hall, with a full-length glass wall facing outwards, offering a view of the hot water workshop and magic furnace in the distance.

After walking a distance to the left, we finally arrived at the residential area.

You'll see Coco the cat with two little girls from the church, eating snacks, reading books and newspapers on the sofa.

Coco the cat immediately stood up, smiling as she walked up to Roland.

"Miss Roland, welcome home."

"I've told the maids to prepare dinner for you. Thank you for your hard work in seeing my compatriots off today. The requiem you played really moved everyone."

Roland was momentarily stunned.

"A Requiem?"

Isn't it "Song of Rebirth"?

Roland quietly opened the system panel and took a closer look.

That's right, it's called the Song of Rebirth.

Cat Coco was also taken aback for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Yes, older people with more traditional tastes like to use this song, but later everyone got used to using local folk songs and religious songs."

"In my hometown in the south, people who love dogs still like to sing dog songs at funerals."

"Miss Roland, you sing so beautifully, how come you don't know your name?"

Roland realized what was happening and thought for a moment.

Requiem for the Dead.

The system wouldn't make such a statement without reason; since the name has changed, there must be something fishy going on.

Roland became curious about this, but her immediate priority was to fill her stomach.

She scratched her head and explained.

"It's probably just a slightly different name; I learned that from a history book."

"You know, there are big cultural differences in each region."

As she was speaking, she remembered that her cat Mai Mai was with her, and quickly called to the maid who was passing by.

"Miss Sakuya, please prepare an extra portion for dinner later. I'd like to dine with this lady."

The maid bowed slightly.

"I understand, Miss Roland. Tonight's menu is braised steak and spaghetti bolognese with tomato sauce. Do you have any other requests?"

Cat MaiMai was somewhat flattered and immediately shook her head.

The maid then left.

Coco the cat's gaze also shifted to Mai Mai the cat.

Although the woman in front of me was wearing a cloak that completely covered her face, she somehow gave off a sense of familiarity.

It felt as if I had spent some time with it.

Cat MaiMai also looked at her older sister.

The sister who once struggled in the alleys of the capital's slums, starving and lame, yet refused to accept his financial assistance.

Now she has transformed into a different person, resembling a wealthy noblewoman.

Healthy, beautiful, energetic, with a carefree smile on her face, without a trace of burden.

That's good.

Seeing the two staring at each other in silence, Roland put her hand to her mouth and coughed twice.

"Ahem, you should probably put your hood down."

"Some things you just have to face."

Cat Mai Mai's shoulders trembled slightly, and she gently lowered her hands from the edge of the hood.

Beneath the hood was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Coco the cat, only with an added touch of allure, harshness, and weariness.

Coco the cat's pupils contracted sharply, and its breathing became rapid.

She stood there in disbelief for a long time before taking a step closer.

Seeing her sister's appearance, Cat Mai Mai forced an awkward smile, her voice hoarse.

"elder sister……"

"It's me, Cat MaiMai."

"I'm back, and... I'm sorry."

Coco looked up at her younger sister, who was already taller than her, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"MaiMai..."

Her lips parted, and her right hand slowly rose toward Cat MaiMai.

It looks like a scene from a classic reunion drama.

Roland thought a scene of sisterly affection was about to unfold, so she even took out her handkerchief for wiping her tears, sunflower seeds, nuts, and snacks.

The two little girls on the sofa also placed the whole plate of cream puffs from the table onto their laps.

Suddenly, Coco's eyebrows shot up, and instead of stroking her sister's face, she slapped Mai Mai across the face with all her might.

This slap was so powerful and heavy that it felt like it could send Maomao flying to become an astronaut.

Coco the cat slapped him, and tears welled up in her own eyes.

"MaiMai, this slap is for our brothers and sisters who died."

"Your initial idea may have been good, but the tiger-skin nobles are inherently cruel. There will never be a good outcome for you to make a living under their rule. A slave has no future."

"Mom gave you the steamed bun, definitely not so that you could continue to live in the shadow of the tiger skin."

Cat Mai Mai was a little dizzy from being hit. Hearing her sister's words, she silently lowered her head.

She was at a loss and could only lower her head even further.

"sorry."

Any explanation is futile; no matter what her motives may be, it cannot change the fact that she led her compatriots into hell.

Seeing her sister's behavior, MaiMai felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Ultimately, he wasn't a bad person.

Of course, it's not exactly good either.

Immediately afterwards, MaiMai felt herself being embraced by a warm body.

It's my sister's warmth.

Coco the cat tiptoed and tilted her head back to rest on MaiMai the cat's shoulder, her voice somewhat intermittent.

"And... welcome home, MaiMai."

"From now on, be a good cat and atone for all the wrong things you've done over the years."