Léon: The Cat Killer

After speaking, Cat suddenly realized a key point mentioned in Kroos's exclamation, and then looked at the only veteran operator she knew on the field:

"Can't Ace do it?"

"Him? He's no good... This guy just swings the hammer around randomly, at most he'll smash the site and the drone together, he doesn't have your precision, Medic... No wonder you're a new doctor in the medical department! Amazing!"

Just as the cat killer was pondering the connection between the doctor and this combat test, the protagonist the two were teasing also made his appearance:

"I can't be that precise... but I'm a heavy armor user, and my duty is to protect my comrades behind me. Next up is the close combat test... Do you need a break?" Jun

"If possible..." Sheep

Wiping the slight sweat from his forehead, the cat killer secretly wiped away his tears... If it had been a well-planned battle, with the support of appropriate weapons and equipment, he certainly wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

But Miss Medic didn't expect that what truly embarrasses her is yet to come. (Lin)

In short, let's skip the embarrassing moment when Warfarin, who was waiting on the sidelines, was laughing hysterically at the cat. Medic can only say that he's here to heal wounded people, not for a military training exercise...

In short, Kal'tsit did indeed obtain the comprehensive medical examination results from Medic as she had hoped.

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[Physical Strength] Standard; [Battlefield Mobility] Standard; [Physiological Tolerance] Excellent; [Tactical Planning] Superior; [Combat Skills] Superior; [Originium Arts Adaptability] ...

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The cat killer's attributes were mostly the same as Kal'tsit's predictions based on the combat records. However, when faced with the last item, the potted plant-colored cat raised its gaze to the girl who was sprawled on the ground alongside Blaze, unable to move, and further provoked by Ace's muscular display… It then took out its ever-present marker, completely blacked out those words, and added its own annotation at the end of the medical examination: i

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Following testing, Medical Department staff member Medic was granted Level 3 PRTS internal access.

He was appointed as a liaison officer in the Human Resources Department. (Nine)

He took office that day.

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PS2: Thank you for your support, both new and old readers... Also, I'd like to know your reading time... If I update in the evening, readers who need to catch the update at 8 AM can read it on the subway.

There are still too many distractions when writing during the day...

Ah Xi really does die when exposed to the light.

PS3: Today... there is no information to disclose... but I still hope for votes (sets bowl).

The Mystery of 2nd Medic: 030 Let's Get On Track

As a seasoned… 'salesperson,' solving problems for employers at their root has always been the business principle that Cat Killer adheres to.

As a Medic, I can certainly participate in treatment, stabilize logistics, even pilot ships, or even personally flip through my notebook to kill any troublemakers... but this still doesn't solve Rhodes Island's ultimate problem of manpower shortage at this time and place.

Or rather, it's just a ship hull sailing on the land, and victory is considered a victory if it doesn't disintegrate... Kal'tsit's insistence on Rhodes Island's corporate culture, rescuing the infected, participating in crisis contracts, and even fulfilling the oath of medical personnel is truly perplexing to the cat killer.

Of course, as a beneficiary of Rhodes Island's corporate culture, Cat Killer relies on Kal'tsit's support not only for eye treatment but also for the raising and education of kittens. As a full-time employee of Rhodes Island, Medic is naturally a loyal supporter of this corporate culture...

To address Rhodes Island's current situation of lacking everything, it seems that the cat will have to do some of the work of a salesperson.

Thus, amidst the body aches and pains following the extreme physical examination, Medic, with a cat's headbutt on his head, pounced back to the intensive care unit in the medical department area.

Watching the little one recount her adventures with her new friend to Medic, her eyes shining, the kitten seemed to have moved on from her previous accident. If we ignore the semi-transparent appearance of Cole and Kate playing with the kitten, Medic might actually be able to successfully emerge from the shadow of her first independent action.

But the more Medic saw the little guy trust and be close to him, the heavier the pain in the assassin's heart became... Was it guilt?

Or perhaps... this is what is meant by... being shunned by one's agent and suffering a 'heartbreaking failure'?

Medic doesn't know.

Having no past and unable to move forward on her own, she can only try her best to fulfill the contract she refused... But for a single woman, taking care of a teenager takes far more effort than she imagined.

[It's almost time. Nana's getting ready to take a bath. Mia, you can come too.]

"...Take a bath together?"

Cole's words reminded the assassin, who had been living alone. Medic, who was taking off her clothes, frowned when she heard that she was going to take a bath with the kitten... Admittedly, Matilda was quite dirty from crawling and rolling around somewhere, but taking a bath... Can a child who just had surgery the day before yesterday take a bath?

No, no, in the end, why would I let a child who just had surgery the day before yesterday run around on a strange ship?

Seeing Medic start banging his head against the wall, Kate, who was somewhat on the same wavelength as him, helplessly touched her cheek.

【You made her run around with her friends all day before you even started thinking about this? Besides, the doctor was there too, and she didn't say anything… If you're really worried, why not just call and ask? This ship has an internal network, right…?】

"...Ah, PRTS, please play Kal'tsit's communication for me."

Finally remembering that she had a Rhodes Island terminal in her equipment, the assassin cat saw Kal'tsit again, half-naked, with one arm around the happy kitten shouting "Time for a bath!", while her other hand, driven by her sales instincts, was frantically trying to focus the "recording device":

“Mia, wait a minute… Ah, Kal'tsit… I have something to ask you…”

"Could I take a shower?"

Clearly, compared to that certain cat killer, the potted plant-colored cat is well-versed in all aspects of raising children, and as a company executive, he didn't even seem to notice Matilda's antics in the background of his calls.

"The surgery on Loken's water tank comes with healing and anti-inflammatory spells. As you can see, little Bruce is healthy now, without any external injuries, and she can take a bath... Also..."

Kal'tsit winked at the cat-killer who was eagerly awaiting her next words, and her expression unexpectedly softened... although this sudden, heavy breathing once again elicited Medic's trembling ears:

"The bathroom mirror slides open, and the storage box behind it contains a hair care kit for you and hair growth serum for the little guy... I put it in there when you and Huang were running this afternoon."

"……Thanks……"

"It's okay. Remember to do your rounds tomorrow in addition to taking care of the little one... because I need to prepare the HR office for you, so I won't be with you in the morning. Just meet up with Susuluo yourself, and use PRTS navigation in the afternoon... I'll hang up now... If you have any questions about taking care of the child, just ask me... don't overthink it."

Watching her boss, who was always working and whose life revolved around potted plants, hang up the phone, Killer Cat pondered for a moment before looking at Cole and Kate, who were holding her kitten beside her:

"So... you're just something I made up?"

I don't think so...

Okay, go take a shower, I'll help you scrub your back... We still need to put on the hair-growth medicine for Mia, right?

As the smallest kitten raised its paws high in celebration, Medic sighed in response.

After that, it was just a lot of washing and cleaning... Although I don't know why the ward would have a bathtub, which takes up a lot of space, Medic and the cat used it since it was there.

While taking a bath, the quiet kitten began to carefully observe the older sister who was having such close contact with her for the first time...

"...Is...Nana-neechan's shoulder not clean?"

"Shoulder... ah... you mean this?"

I rummaged through the barcode on the right shoulder; this is the culprit behind the cat killer's almost complete avoidance of wearing off-the-shoulder clothing.

"No, this stuff can't be washed off..."

The barcode on the shoulder... Nana, you...

“Kate, you mean this is a slave symbol used by many human traffickers, right? ... Well, my agent has told me something similar, but I don’t remember the details of its origin.”

Aside from the sound of condensation dripping, the bathroom fell into an eerie silence for a while... Even the kitten shrank its head in the bathtub. Medic thought it was because the water was too cold, so he turned up the bathtub's heat setting by one degree.

“I asked the ICA to help me find my background through this barcode, but my agent’s feedback was that they found nothing… In other words, the last four digits of my number, ‘77,’ became the origin of my name.”

[...Although you always say you don't remember, just hearing about it is heavy enough, it's suffocating.]

Medic actually wanted to ask Kate and the others if they really needed to breathe in this ghost form, but just as the other party felt heavy upon hearing about their non-existent past, the Cat Killer also felt that their very existence was a heavy burden that they could empathize with.

So the girls' shared bath ended in silence. To prevent the kitten from fainting, the assassin almost timed it perfectly, rinsing, wiping, and placing it on the bed like she was cooking...

Finally, it's worth mentioning that after the lights were turned off, the kitten patted the bed frame at Medic, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Of course, although the kitten was actually gliding in mid-air because of the anti-gravity therapy bed... Medic understood what she meant.

"...Do you want to sleep together?"

"Hmm, when Kate is unhappy... we hug and kiss each other while we sleep and it cheers us up the next day. Kate sleeps on the left, and Nana sleeps on the right!"

“...Kate and I aren’t unhappy...and..." After thinking about how he used to always relax in a recliner, keeping in a position where he could draw his gun and fight back at any moment if someone broke in, Medic felt there was no need to tell the child this.

Even though she couldn't remember when she was first targeted for revenge as an assassin, her agent reminded her that from the moment she killed her first target, she had essentially said goodbye to things like beds that allow for deep sleep.

So, when faced with the kitten's invitation, Miss Assassin still politely declined... using the excuse that she was afraid of ruining this high-tech anti-gravity bed.

Medic hopes no one will expose her later, and she imagines the kitten won't go around asking such questions... as long as Kate and Cole have taught her basic privacy concepts.

Just like yesterday when she first arrived at Rhodes Island, Nana ended up resting on the ground with clean equipment... but it was a little different from yesterday.

The invisible yet tangible embrace gave the assassin a comfort she had never experienced before, and after five years of sleeplessness, she finally slept for a while on Rhodes Island.

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A new day begins. There's no unlucky boss suddenly opening the door, no Originium reaction from a door-bombing bomb, and no random detectives stalking the area. As 'Medic,' the girl enjoys a normal, legal, and reasonable schedule... which makes Medic feel a little uncomfortable.

But after getting up from the floor, shaking off the Rhode Island medical coat that he had been using as a blanket to cover himself while also concealing his pistol, Medic tugged at his shirt, which hadn't been ironed in a long time, and tried to smooth it out. It was time for another day of work.

After packing his things and heading out, Medic was surprised to run into Amiya, who was wearing a white dress. Compared to yesterday, the little bunny had a bunch of rings on her hands. Medic could sense that they were all magical mediums... but... they didn't seem to be used to spread or enhance magic... more like... limiters?

"Good morning, Medic."

"Good morning, Amiya...aren't these rings...a little too big for you?"

Hearing Medic say that, the little bunny shyly placed her hands in front of her chest:

"It is indeed a bit big... I think so too. But Dr. Kal'tsit said I will grow up quickly, so in about three years I will be the right size. Right now I can only squeeze it with my fist like this... Although it is a bit troublesome, I think it is better to get used to it in advance."

"...Getting used to it in advance...I don't think children need to get used to things they're not used to at all..."

After examining Amiya's hand for a moment, Medic, with his magical expertise, could tell that these items were made by him. The fact that they could limit spell overruns without affecting normal spellcasting made them truly 'intelligent' as a magical unit.

If the number of rings is gradually reduced, the restriction can be gradually lifted... The person who made it probably hoped from the beginning that this little rabbit could master her own power without relying on these things. Nana can also feel the love contained in these items.

"...These are radial spell-limiting units. Although they are made into the shape of rings, they don't actually need to be worn to take effect...The person who made them must be a master of magic. Their power is very strong. They can actually take effect as long as they are within one meter of you...So, we can do the same."

Watching Medic pull a piece of paracord from the sleeve of his wrist, the cat killer quickly cut off a piece of fiber rope and strung it together with the ring to make a necklace.

The necklace, adorned with ten rings and exuding a punk vibe reminiscent of a bizarre hip-hop rapper, was hung around the little rabbit's neck. Nana then adjusted the length.

"...Well, although it might not look good to have such decorations on a plain dress, you can hide them under your clothes if you're leaving the ship and need to wear a coat."

With Medic helping to free her hands, even though it was just a simple rope, Amiya looked very happy playing with the 'necklace'.

"Thank you! Ah... Mia-chan now..."

"She's still sleeping. Could you please wake her up to prepare breakfast?"

"Ok!"

Nana patted the rabbit's head, especially its ears that were almost as tall as her, and smiled as she watched the rabbit enter the ward, clutching the medical record she had prepared.

Seeing that Cole would disappear if they continued walking, Nana could only stop and ask helplessly:

"So, you really can't stay with the kitten... She needs you more than me, doesn't she...?"

[...Nana, you need to face reality, we're already dead... While it's confirmed that we can access reality through Mia's Originium Arts, we still need to confirm when we can maintain this ability for you...] (Kun)

"...I already have some ideas about this..."

【Oh?】Ling

"I guess as long as the kitten can see, through her emotional chain, I can see you too..." Yi

"Hmm, that makes sense... but if the reason we can become visible is because of the kitten's magic... there's actually a way for you to see us anytime, so you won't have to be constantly startled as if we're deliberately trying to scare you." (Fin)

Tilting his head and looking at the PRTS navigation, Medic walked towards Sussuruo's dormitory while waiting for Cole's answer.

[Unlike you, Mia has always been able to see us clearly... and compared to your analysis of the mind-linking spell's trigger, that doesn't explain why we, attached to you, could be seen by the little one... Rather than saying she connected to your senses through the mind-linking and then reconstructed our image based on her memories... I'm more inclined to believe that she can see us directly from the start.] Noon

"...How can a person directly see a dead person...I still can't even be sure if you really exist..."

[Yes, so... how about seeing it directly through Kate's eyes?] 4

Listening to Cole's 'suggestion', Medic remembered the 'Originium-modified organ' that she had subconsciously ignored and hadn't yet presented to Kal'tsit, her attending physician.

"You want me to use Kate's eyes... but..."

"...It's time to move on, Nana..."

Just as Medic was about to say something, Kate's voice, sounding like she had just woken up, came from the other side of his ear:

[Discussing such a serious topic so early in the morning, and without even inviting me, the person directly involved, what are you doing, Mom...?]

At this moment, Medic seemed to sense Cole leaving his side, as if making way for Kate's performance... but he couldn't see it or hear it... so why could he have such a clear 'feeling'?

Just as Medic was contemplating just how crazy he had become, Kate leaned close to the assassin's ear: