I, the little cat, am a substitute for others who are starving and thin

Blow-drying didn't take much effort either.

After finishing, Origami moved the hair dryer away and wanted to blow dry herself as well.

But she didn't expect Yimi to snatch the hair dryer from her and continue to blow warm air on her head, and her eyes closed comfortably.

Then blow her.

Origami took a towel and started to wipe her hair.

"Woo——"

As if he had finally calmed down, the little guy pointed the hair dryer at her head. The girl was caught off guard and the hot wind made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

"Meow?"

After blowing for a while, the cat noticed that the origami had almost wiped itself clean.

The little girl lowered her eyes.

I pointed the hair dryer at another area of ​​her hair that was thinner and started blow-drying it.

"...Go to sleep." Origami watched her blow-dry herself without changing her expression.

"Hmph." The cat snorted and took small steps towards the cat mat.

Origami didn't stop her, and there wasn't an extra bed at home for her to sleep in. At the same time, doubts began to creep in her mind again. She had thought that even if she ran away, Takamiya Imi would still show up at Shiori's house. Perhaps their relationship wasn't as close as she thought?

"The First Elves..."

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Because the space earthquake alarm sounded too late, the school mercifully postponed the class time to ten o'clock.

Unlike before, Origami did not bring her cat to school this time.

"Good morning, Origami." Shiori, who happened to run into her, greeted her as usual.

"Good morning."

"Origami, didn't you bring y...GunGun here?" Shiori still remembered the phone call from yesterday.

She couldn't understand why Origami suddenly asked her this. Maybe Yimi's vest had finally fallen off.

Origami stared at her for a long moment before responding, "It's stewed. It's not very tasty."

"Eh???"

"Just kidding, isn't it funny?"

"It's not funny at all!"

"Oh." Origami turned her face forward, towards the direction of Yatogami Tohka who was running towards Shiori.

Then, mumbling to himself and just loud enough for Shiori to hear, he said, "I will kill the First Spirit."

Murasame Reine who was passing by: "..."

Chapter 37 Why don’t you curse anymore?

"Which elementary school are you from? Which class? Do you know it's class time now? At your age...don't run!"

I don't know if he was the principal on patrol or a nosy person in society, but it did seem a bit strange to see a child running around on the street at a time when you might not even see anyone else.

The little kitten couldn't understand the big cat's "going to school" behavior. She was taken to class by Origami for several days. When class started, she was locked in the cat bag and watched these motionless students sit in an orderly manner. This happened for several days in a row.

The literacy knowledge she gained at the age of seven did not teach her about time, but Yimi could still see that these big cats spent most of their time on things that did not belong to them, which she could not understand.

How do big cats hunt?

Following her memory, she ran all the way to the Itsuka family's house and looked inside secretly. Her target today was Sister Yoshino. Although she had only seen her a few times, the cat had a good impression of Yoshino that was on par with her grandmother (fake), because she always fed her, and the place where she often appeared was Shiori's lair.

But after scouting the area a few days ago, Shizhi should be fixed in a place called school and unable to move at this time.

Yimi walked over carefully, made claws with her fingers and began to scratch the door alternately.

There was no response, but the cat could hear footsteps reaching the door.

Hearing strange footsteps, the timid girl stood on tiptoe and peeked out through the peephole, not daring to make a sound.

"It's Yimi-chan." Shionai deliberately made an undisguised sound.

"Yeah." Shion remained motionless, still showing no intention of opening the door, and waited quietly.

"Sister Yoshino." The kitten called out.

After hearing the name she wanted, Yoshino opened the door and let her in.

Yimi rummaged through his portable space, took out a few cans of cat food and stuffed them into the other party's pockets as a gift.

"Thanks…"

Shiono put the pot aside, picked up the small teapot and began to brew tea, but then the little girl came over and hugged her hand without the rabbit: "Can I eat you?"

"Hmm?" Shion looked up and thought, not knowing what TV content she had found from her memory fragments. A blush gradually appeared on her little face.

Take out a pencil and tap the kitten lightly on the head.

Shionai played the bad guy and lectured him, "Really? Where did you learn that phrase? You're too young to watch those kinds of crap, okay?"

"I can pay you." The kitten raised its paws, then looked down at its hands in confusion.

"What a terrible line! Who is your guardian anyway? I'm going to tell her to spank you!" Shiona crossed her arms.

Yimi bit her nails, thinking that there seemed to be no reward to pay the other party. The only valuable thing on her was the Spear of Longinus, but she could not give it away.

There are still cards, but the cards she really likes have already been given away. She herself feels that things without value cannot trigger Famine's transaction. The first stage of starving people may be possible, but that is mandatory.

"Wait a moment." The unprepared kitten ran out to prepare again.

"Gone..." Xiao Si grabbed his hand in her direction.

Yimi ran to the children's sand area again. Because it was damp after the rain, some water could be seen on some uneven facilities, but what was really conspicuous was the row of pipes that were divided into two parts. This was once the kitten's favorite thing on the entire sand area.

But when everyone was at school, she was the only one here, and even the mothers who occasionally showed up in the past were reluctant to let their children step on the wet sand.

Yimi quietly found a less damp place to sit down and flip through the cards. She couldn't understand most of the words. The kitten's education level was as low as her appearance.

Now she is almost dependent on her human form. The human form is very comfortable to use most of the time, with flexible hands and a higher perspective than a kitten. If it weren't for her body size that can't fit into too small holes and her inability to climb walls during her weak period, she would probably maintain this state.

She sat here until noon and finally waited for the person she was waiting for.

"Violent woman!"

Even though high school students can finish school around 3:00 PM, most don't go home during lunch break. However, a few students who live very close to school apply to attend school as day students. If the school were more relaxed, many energetic children who don't even care about lunch break would definitely not stay in school and waste two hours.

"Hmm?" Yimi turned over and sat up, looking behind him: "Why didn't the other person come?"

"Please don't mention him anymore! Do you want to play with him or me?" The boy stamped his foot angrily and took out a new deck of cards: "Did you bring your cards? This time, I want to win back everything that belongs to me."

"Okay." Yimi jumped off the pipe.

She was sitting here waiting for someone to give her a card. As long as she could win a good-looking card, she could try to find Sister Yoshino to call on her spiritual power.

The little boy sneered twice and started setting up the field without playing rock-paper-scissors. "You should know that after the rain, my home field is here."

The location he chose was actually under the accumulated water!

Plastic cards are not as soluble in water as paper cards. The only drawbacks are that they may fade a little and splash water all over the opponent after they attack. Even children are unwilling to attack underwater cards. This is another way to seize the initiative.

But this had no effect on the kitten who had already won unfairly. Yimi just stood one meter away and threw the card out. Without even making much splash, he shoveled the opponent's card out and flipped it sideways to reveal the back.

"How could that be? You're so lucky..."

The boy hurriedly continued to arrange the cards.

"Damn it, this one isn't even possible?"

"You definitely cheated..."

"you……"

Five minutes later, the boy who had lost his last card covered his head in disbelief: "How did you do that..."

Among the card throwing techniques, flat ground is generally the most difficult to knock over. How could he be killed instantly every time?

"Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement [If you're not good at it, practice more], and be rewarded with 5% portal energy."

Gaining energy again.

The little girl lowered her head and counted the cards in her hand, trying to find out if there was anything she liked or that her sister Yoshino might like.

"Today, today..." The boy stammered and wanted to say something.

"Ok?"

The boy turned his face away: "Why don't you scold me today?"

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Chapter 38 I fought myself

The tomboy dressed in masculine style was holding a card. The little boy standing in front of her turned his face away with a flushed face. The air seemed to be filled with the scent of premature love.

Unfortunately, this scene was seen by Origami who had just returned home.

The result was that she pulled away the little girl she raised to understand the weaknesses of elves, and looked at the boy with a dead face until the boy could no longer bear the psychological pressure and ran away. Then she pulled Yimi towards home without saying a word.

"Don't play with him anymore."

"Why?" Maomao looked up.

"There's a familiar smell about him." The smell of a new and perverted person.

"?"

Origami took her home and looked down at the key in his hand, thinking for a while.

She should have had an extra key, although normally there were at least two keys to the front door, but she gave one to Shiori.

There is also a problem that I have not noticed until now.

When she entered the house and started to take off her shoes, she saw the kitten running in without any hesitation. Because it had just stepped on the wet road, small shoe prints were left clearly on the ground.

"..."

Origami didn't say anything. He lifted Yimi up by her arms and placed her on a chair. "Don't wear shoes indoors."

She picked up the mop and patiently wiped away the shoe prints on the floor.

People are taught from scratch, so you shouldn't get angry at them for a small mistake.

"Why?" Yimi jumped off the chair in confusion and stepped on the floor that Origami had just mopped.

When shoes step on the damp floor, they will leave black shoe prints, which is very magical and fun.

"..." Origami glanced at the ground, then at the kitten that refused to listen.

The consequences are not very fun.

"Meow!"

After turning back into a cat, Yimi used his excellent jumping ability to climb onto the wardrobe.

"Come down, I won't hit you." Origami stood on tiptoe with a ruler to reach her.

Yimi moved a little further inside.

Origami lowered her head, looked at the rows of small children's shoe prints on the floor, and couldn't help but close her eyes.

She was indeed too naive. Elves, which were inherently evil, were better off being exterminated.

The girl stood on tiptoe to get the cat down, put it directly on the floor, and used Yimi as a rag to start cleaning up the mess.

Yimi lay there motionless and let her do it.

After dragging it out for a while, Origami became so tired that her back and waist ached. At the same time, she realized that this behavior was completely useless. She had made Yimi dirty and she was the one who had to clean up this little thing that shouldn't have a bath.

The girl sat down on a chair to rest for a moment and poked the fur ball gently with a ruler: "Get up and mop the floor yourself."

Yimi got up, shook his head, and turned into a human.

The kitten's ears drooped, and it looked reluctant and a little aggrieved.

Under Origami's puzzled gaze, he used both hands to push her off the chair, then laid her down. He imitated Origami's actions just now and grabbed her clothes with his little hands and dragged them back and forth on the floor.