Reincarnated as a Tabby Cat: Daily Life with the School Beauty Empress

Chapter 40: Sticking Together Brings Warmth Points (1)

After walking for about ten minutes, the two arrived at a detached three-story building in the East District.

The small building is surrounded by a circle of green bamboo, and a wooden sign hangs at the entrance with only two words written on it: "Qingfeng" (meaning "gentle breeze").

Murong Qingfeng pushed open the door and went inside.

The first floor is an open-plan reception room, and further in, through a corridor, is a huge indoor training ground.

The training ground was about the size of four standard basketball courts put together. The ground was covered with specially made psionic shock-absorbing panels, the four walls were embedded with energy absorption arrays, and the ceiling was fifteen meters high.

With this setup, let alone training, it's more than enough to summon large contracted beasts to fight inside.

Meanwhile, people were already at the other end of the training field.

A familiar figure stood in the center of the field, next to which lay a bird-like beast shrouded in bluish-white flames—the Qinghuo Phoenix.

Murong Hui.

She was wearing a simple white tracksuit, her hair tied in a ponytail. When she saw Su Qianxue come in, a smile appeared on her face.

"Hello, Su. We meet again."

Su Qianxue glanced at Murong Hui, then at Murong Qingfeng, and pieced together the events.

"Who are you?"

Murong Qingfeng nodded: "I am Murong Hui's cousin, but she is under the academy's jurisdiction. I am only responsible for training. The first and second place winners of the freshman competition are usually mentored by the same senior instructor. This year, you two happen to be assigned to my class."

Murong Hui walked over and said casually, "Don't be so tense. Although Teacher Qingfeng looks serious, he's actually very easy to talk to."

Murong Qingfeng glanced at her sideways.

Murong Hui immediately changed her tune: "Of course, except during training."

Su Qianxue did not express her opinion. She didn't exactly trust the Murong family, but she also had no reason to reject them.

At least for now, the goodwill shown by the Murong family is genuine. Murong Hui's performance in yesterday's final was very open and honest, and she did not use any underhanded tricks.

Cooperation is fine, but distance must be maintained. This is her principle.

"It's the first day of class, no rush to practice." Murong Qingfeng leaned against the equipment rack at the edge of the training ground, arms crossed over his chest. "First, release your respective contracted beasts and let them get to know each other. In the future, your training will include a lot of cooperative exercises, and the level of synergy between your contracted beasts will directly affect efficiency."

Without a word, Murong Hui summoned her contracted beast from the contract space. The Qinghuo Phoenix cried out, shook its wings, and its bluish-white flames subsided, becoming gentler.

Su Qianxue looked at the tabby cat on her shoulder.

Yichen was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

Su Qianxue reached out and lifted him off her shoulder, then put him on the ground.

"Stop pretending, get up and say hello."

Yi Chen yawned, slowly stood up, and shook his fur. He looked up at the phoenix, which was more than ten times his height and could easily flatten him with a single paw. But the phoenix tilted its head and looked down at him, not seeming to be about to fight.

"Meow," Yichen called out casually.

The phoenix responded with a soft cry, lowered its head, and touched Yichen's forehead with the tip of its beak.

The movements were very gentle, like a large dog greeting a kitten.

"Teacher Qingfeng, release yours too," Murong Hui said.

Murong Qingfeng raised her right hand and flipped it over. A cyan contract array unfolded in her palm, with the sound of wind whistling within it.

A deep, resonant dragon roar echoed through the training ground.

The psionic lights on the top of the training field flickered twice.

A dragon descended from the contract space.

A blue phoenix dragon.

It wasn't as exaggerated in size as Wang Bo's black-scaled fire dragon, but it was still a good twenty meters long.

Its entire body was covered with turquoise dragon scales, and wind element light flowed continuously between the scales.

The dragon's horns were long and curved backward, and its eyes were pale gold with long, narrow pupils, exuding a calm and imposing aura.

Peak of the tenth rank.

Both the person and the cat felt the overwhelming aura coming at them.

Su Qianxue's expression didn't change much; she had seen far more grand scenes in her previous life. However, she noticed that this wind dragon's aura was extremely pure, with a rich dragon bloodline, making it definitely top-tier among tenth-tier peak contracted beasts.

"Goodness." Yi Chen's ears twitched back. "This mentor's contracted beast is also a dragon, at the peak of the tenth rank."

The azure wind dragon landed in the center of the training field, its massive body coiling up, its tail half-circling. It lowered its head, its pale golden dragon eyes sweeping over the small black fur ball on the ground, about the size of its toe.

The dragon exhaled a breath from its nostrils, and the wind pressure made Yi Chen's ear hairs stand crooked.

Yichen: "————"

[Are you greeting me or are you saying I'm too small?] He didn't back down, but instead took two steps forward, raised his paw, and patted the wind dragon's nose.

The wind dragon blinked, but didn't get angry. It lowered its head and sniffed Yi Chen again, then let out a low, questioning cry, as if to say: You little thing, why is your aura so strange?

"Don't be afraid, we can have a simple interaction," Murong Qingfeng said.

At this moment, Murong Hui walked over, squatted down, and reached out to pick up Yichen.

"I didn't have a chance to get a good look at it in the ring yesterday, but today I can finally touch it properly." Her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement. "It's so soft—your fur is so smooth!"

Yichen was held in her hands, his four legs dangling in the air, his emerald green cat eyes blinking helplessly.

You think you can just touch me like that? At least ask this cat if it agrees!

However, being fawned over by a beautiful woman did feel quite nice. Murong Hui's palms were warm, and her fingers stroked his back with just the right amount of pressure.

Yichen involuntarily let out a snoring sound.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received the affection of your master's friend. Warmth value from Murong Hui +100!]

Yichen's snoring stopped abruptly.

What? This counts?

His mind was racing.

[The system's warmth points, which were previously only gained through interacting with Su Qianxue, can now be increased by hugging Murong Hui? A hundred points may not seem like much, but this opens up a completely new channel!]

What if—a few more people carried him?

A bold idea began to grow wildly in his cat's mind.

Murong Hui hugged him for a while, then handed him to Murong Qingfeng next to her: "Teacher Qingfeng, you can hug him too, he feels absolutely amazing."

Murong Qingfeng took Yichen from him, supporting his hind legs with one hand and his back with the other. Her technique was steadyer and stronger than Murong Hui's, providing a reassuring sense of support for the cat.

Yichen nestled in her arms, his ear pressed against her chest.

More precisely, they were two extremely soft, sizable mounds, [DD]

Yichen buried his head in that softness, sinking into it completely, as if he had fallen into a warm, bouncy cotton cloud.

[This feels much bigger than Su Qianxue's.]

For a moment, he was bewitched, and his front paws involuntarily stomped twice on that soft spot, just like a cat kneading its paws.

"Haha! It tickles!" Murong Qingfeng looked down at him and laughed. "This little guy is kneading. So cute, he really thinks he's a kitten."

She didn't notice anything unusual; after all, in her view, it was just a cat's instinctive behavior.

Yichen was overjoyed and stomped twice more with his paw.

[This is just a cat's nature! Nature, you know! Who can criticize a cat for kneading?! Humans and cats have inherent rights!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received the affection of your master's friend. Warmth value from Murong Qingfeng +200!]

Two hundred! Twice as much as Murong Hui! Is it because Teacher Qingfeng is of a higher level? Or because she touched me for a longer time? Or perhaps because the contact area was larger?