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

"..."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped……

Once again, the cat discovered a weakness of human children: they feel much more pain when spanked than cats do, but the cat refused to tell you how she discovered this.

Big cats are a very neurotic race. Sometimes they will still get angry even if you do what they say. Yimi must not become such a big cat in the future.

With tears in her eyes, Yimi covered her butt and stared at Origami. The incident happened suddenly and she was not injured, so she didn't have time to divert the misfortune away.

However, her stand, which had completed three stages of evolution, was very flexible, so after slapping Origami hard a few times, she found that her butt was also burning with pain.

The girl was forced to stop and looked at Yimi with her eyes slightly narrowed.

Could this be... a transfer of misfortune?

She turned Yimi around, took off her pants and took a look, and saw the obvious redness on her buttocks.

Rather than transferring the misfortune, it looked more like a counterattack. It would be great if the pure white elf's power was limited to this. That way, she would be able to kill the other party even if they both died.

I've been getting more and more neurotic recently. Even the first elf I saw that day could only transfer misfortune to anyone in the world.

But these two abilities have something in common, does that mean the original elf actually possesses the power of all other elves?

She hasn't asked this question yet.

She patted Yimi's head and asked, "How were you born?"

"Humph."

"Fish for dinner."

"Mother gave birth to me... maybe."

Origami thought about this and recalled what Shiori had said.

The nonsense that elves might have once been humans was something she hadn't paid much attention to at the time because Shiori had been fooling her.

"Do you remember who gave you this ability?"

"An invisible person."

Really?

"where is she?"

"do not know."

Also.

The alarm clock rang, signaling the end of lunch break. Origami put the little girl down from her lap and patted her head as a simple comfort.

"I'll mop the floor before I come back."

"I'm ignoring you." Yimi turned her head and faced the corner without looking at her.

"The afternoon ones will come back with fish."

"Continue to care about you (*^_^*)."

Origami turned and left the house.

She, or most high school students, do not have the habit of going home at noon, because unless they live directly in front of the school, wasting that time going home will only squeeze out their own nap time.

"Good afternoon Origami, didn't you bring Gun Gun with you today?" Shizhi, who met her on the road, greeted her again.

I felt a little uneasy, thinking about that terrifying conversation this morning. I wondered if Origami had really discovered something and taken advantage of Yimi's sleep...

"Gudong." Swallowing saliva.

"She's at home and can take care of herself." Probably.

"Yourself?" Shizhi was stunned.

She must have discovered something!

The first class in the afternoon is physical education. In the summer, the school offers swimming courses. Although there are a series of more realistic problems such as low self-esteem, the ability to play in the water under the hot summer heat has made this course always very popular.

Of course, the only swimsuit for students is the Sukumizu swimsuit. One of the reasons why Origami went home was that she forgot to bring her swimsuit.

After changing into his swimsuit in the locker room, Shiori subconsciously turned to look at Origami to see if she was staring at him, but he saw an extremely shocking scene.

"Origami, uh... do I need help asking for leave from gym class?"

"why?"

"Uh..." Shiori pointed at her butt awkwardly, looking away.

Origami looked down at the place she was pointing at, where several slap marks were clearly imprinted.

She looked up at Shizhi seriously: "I beat it myself."

"Eh?"

"I hit it myself." He repeated.

"what……"

Chapter 39: Buying Clothes

A common problem with card-throwing rings for children is the tolerance of the cards. As long as they are hard, can be thrown, and have no defects, they can be thrown regardless of whether they are big or small, round or square, or even made of iron, paper, or plastic.

With such a large range, not to mention the gameplay of the cards themselves, the styles of the graphics on them may all be inconsistent. For example, a few days ago, Yimi won monsters and Q-like Pokémon, but today he won an even stranger pirated card.

Thousand-eyed Jellyfish, Clumsy Dwarf, Pot of Greed... These cards should be made of paper but are printed on plastic cards. If this happens in Japan, the company will probably be sued.

Koneko himself doesn't like it, let alone exchange it for spiritual power with Yoshino.

"Squeak-"

Two big gray mice huddled together and shivered in the corner, making noises to make their presence felt. Because Origami had asked Yimi to mop the floor before leaving, she ran out and spent some time catching two mice to mop the floor, but the effect wasn't very good.

The kitten pinched their tails, lay down by the window and looked down to see if there was anyone downstairs more than ten meters away, ready to mercifully release them.

"Host, it is extremely unethical to drop objects from high altitudes in large cities. Even if there is no one below, it is not recommended that you do so."

Yimi nodded, secretly put them in the lunch box, and then carefully hid it under the origami bed.

Then she turned her attention to the system portal. Her energy had accumulated to about 150%, and she only needed to spend 20% to draw again. Kitty wasn't good at math, but she was smart enough to figure out that she could draw twice without taking into account the cost of traveling through the world.

She counted on her fingers.

But if you get an achievement prompt like the last time, it would mean you exchanged 20 for 5, which is too much of a loss.

"I'm back." Origami, who had just been at school for less than twenty minutes, came back early.

There are not many classes in the afternoon, and since it is a swimming class, it is easy to apply for early leave.

The girl rubbed her bottom and looked down at the little girl who began to circle around her three times to the left and three times to the right.

"Where's the fish?"

"Go buy it now." Origami noticed that Yimi was still dirty, so he grabbed her little hand.

Despite the resistance of its foot brake, it was dragged towards the bathroom.

……

I hadn't noticed it before, but whether it was a coincidence or just the original sprites' mischievousness, all the sprites that appeared seemed to be related to numbers. Yatogami Tohka, Yuiya Miku, the Yamai sisters, Gokawa Kotori, Yoshino, Tokisaki Kurumi...

Origami, who had always rushed at the elves, finally calmed down and started studying patterns. The name Yimi doesn't have anything to do with numbers in Japanese, but if you replace it with the original Chinese character, it actually sounds like the character for "一."

This number has nothing to do with the power ranking, and it is not known what the exact number is, but in other words, according to this rule she may be able to directly find the elves hiding among humans.

But after thinking about it carefully, she realized that this pattern didn't make sense, because there was no need for the elves to hide around her or Shizhi. However, if there was a chance to use elves against elves, for example, the elf that was so unreasonable as to directly activate her defense, could it open a gap in the original elf's defense...

I came up with so many ideas at once. It seems that raising an elf for research will be very helpful for revenge.

"Trash, trash."

The noise at hand brought Origami back to reality. Now she was using her free time to take Yimi shopping.

Helping her take a bath doesn't get her any good results. She scolded those perverts.

While helping Yimi take a bath, Origami discovered that the little girl's clothes were completely modeled after the appearance of passersby, and some of the clothes were completely invisible from the outside, which resulted in the little girl not wearing any underwear or even socks, which was a very bad behavior.

"Trash fish... well... good fish."

Origami stuffed a lollipop into her mouth, and she immediately felt much calmer.

He held her hand and walked to the women's underwear section of Fashion Plaza: "Pick something you like."

Yimi stood on tiptoe, grabbed the shelf in the discount area with one hand and reached for a black translucent model: "This one."

I tried it before when I came here with Zayu Shizhi. This one has the best elasticity and can be stretched very long.

"This won't do." Origami snatched it from her expressionlessly.

"why?"

"this is not good."

"But you have it in your cupboard." The kitten pointed at her nose and poked it.

"You're wrong."

"That's right."

"You're seeing things." Origami pulled her to the shelf in the children's section, and without even asking for her opinion, she simply picked up a few pieces that she felt comfortable with and put them on.

Anyway, this thing is not normally meant to be seen by others.

But the tail may not be very convenient, I'll go back and get it fixed for her.

Origami bought a few more rubber bands.

"What kind of socks do you like?"

"That." Yimi pointed to the leopard-print stockings in the corner that no one would even glance at.

"I understand." Origami went straight over and picked out a pair of unisex socks for elementary school students, which at least wouldn't go with her outfit.

The little cat finally understood what was going on. Even if the big cat asked for the little cat's opinion, he wouldn't take it into consideration.

She put on a gloomy face and imitated the rabbit's gesture of hugging her shoulders, hoping that Origami would notice her unhappiness and comfort her.

The girl completely ignored her little mood. After paying, she pushed her into the dressing room and asked her to sit down. She half-knelt and took off the socks she had just bought: "Lift your feet."

Yimi did as she was told.

"I didn't ask you to step on me... Watch out, put it on yourself next time." Origami helped her put it on smoothly.

“Why are you wearing this?”

"If you wear shoes without socks, your feet will smell bad," Origami explained.

"Cats don't stink." The kitten raised its paw.

"Really?" Origami sniffed the hand that had just helped the other person put on socks.

Surprisingly, there's no smell. Even though I just showered, I didn't walk that far. Are elves special? I'm truly envious.

She glanced at the unopened children's underwear in her hand, thinking about changing her plan while telling the kitten, who lacked common sense, "This will become one of your most 'precious' things in the future."

"Meow?" Yimi didn't understand.

"Host, please understand this in conjunction with the [Basic Privacy Knowledge of Human Girls]." The system helped her explain.

Maomao thought that privacy knowledge had already told her that girls should not show their underwear to boys.

Maomao thought again and realized that there were not such big taboos between girls.

Those who don't get it for free say it's a precious thing.

Koneko suddenly realized something and came up with a plan: "Give the underwear to Sister Yoshino in exchange for spiritual power."

"..."

Origami hit her on the head.

Pulled aside, I lectured the shop assistant with an understanding and amused expression.

Chapter 40: Why aren’t you doing anything?

"Hmm."