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

Kewpie meat is invisible to ordinary people, so Yimi has to study it on his own.

She put away the kyuubi meat and moved back to Xiaoyuan in small steps.

While Sayaka was away, he grabbed Madoka's clothes again and whispered, "Magical girl, I've done my research. Do you want to be one?"

The magical girl developed by Maomao is an improved version.

Madoka was a little tempted, but she patted her head and said, "I'm sorry, I promised Sayaka that I wouldn't become a magical girl."

-

"In the end, I still have to fight alone."

Mami shot and killed the bound familiar, then kicked away the rifle and replaced it with the next one, firing only one bullet from each gun, as if she was performing an elegant dance.

Unfortunately, no one appreciated it.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Humans have been like this since ancient times."

Kyubey rested on her shoulder.

Because they have no emotions, their behavior is also evolved step by step based on human behavior.

Witch, in short, is the abbreviation of magical girl. At the beginning, almost no one would agree to tell humans these things truthfully, so they learned to hide it.

For Kyubey, emotions are a rare mental illness that only occurs in very rare cases. The human race further confirms their belief that it is precisely because humans have emotions that they are unwilling to make individual sacrifices for the benefit of the universe.

But it is precisely because of their emotions that they can burst out with such powerful energy.

But it doesn't matter. It seems that Sayaka Miki will become a magical girl sooner or later. Then, according to the emotions of human girls, Madoka Kaname will not be far behind.

Even if they knew the truth, humans would still plunge themselves into despair for what they consider to be insignificant wishes.

"I'm not blaming anyone, Kyubey. You could lose your life at any time in a battle with a witch."

That being said, she was certainly feeling disappointed. She wasted her magic power to destroy familiars, but no matter how kind and gentle she appeared, she was only a 15-year-old third-year junior high school girl. In her heart, she really hoped that the two children would become magical girls and fight alongside her.

"But then again, isn't that child named Yimi a member of Kyubey's tribe? Why did you say you wanted to sign a contract with her that night?"

Mami Tomoe landed and asked this question in confusion.

Kyubey tilted his head: "What do you mean by same clan?"

Before Mami could answer, a shadow fell over the back of her head.

"Idiot, what are you daydreaming about?"

The gun barrel stretched out by the multi-knotted stick pierced through the snack witch behind Mami, who had opened her mouth wide towards her head. The familiar yet slightly unfamiliar voice made Mami stunned for a moment. She turned around and realized what had happened.

"What? He's alive and well. I made this trip for nothing."

Xingzi crunched the biscuit in her mouth and picked up the seeds of sorrow on the ground.

Feeling her barely used mana, Anzi threw the Seed of Sorrow to Mami: "Let me guess, because you spent all your mana on the familiar, you don't have any mana left to deal with the witch when you actually face her?"

"Xingzi, why are you here?"

Mami Tomoe looked at this junior with whom she had a strained relationship.

It was so dangerous. If it hadn't been for the other party, her head would have been bitten off before she even realized the danger. The battle with the witch cannot be taken lightly.

"Some brat told me you were dead. I thought I could expand my hunting grounds."

Xingzi bit into another biscuit, holding it like a cigarette, looking like a badass. "Otherwise, you wouldn't be so self-indulgent as to think I came here to see you, would you?"

She glanced down at the bag in her hand again. "I did buy a box of incense on the way here, planning to light one at your grave and give you a good laugh while I was here. What a waste of my time."

Tomoe Mami smiled and said, "If you wanted me to die, why didn't you just watch me die?"

"That's right! That's what I should do!"

16

Chapter 16: Pale.

At the hospital, Sayaka came to visit her childhood sweetheart as usual.

Kamijou Kyosuke is a true young master. He even employs servants and housekeepers at home, and he is also a talented violinist.

Sayaka herself didn't have a natural musical talent like him, but she gradually adapted to appreciating classical music in order to have something to talk about. She also started looking for music tapes after Kyousuke was hospitalized, but sometimes she couldn't find the right one even after searching for a whole day.

Kyousuke isn't in the ward today.

"Are you here to visit Kamijou-kun? Sorry, today's checkup was moved up. You can find him in the recovery room later."

The kind nurse reminded her.

Because Kamijou Kyosuke's injuries were quite serious, it was very difficult for him to walk and move. The worry about not being able to recover made his temper somewhat unpredictable. The nurses were quite impressed by him, and also had a deep impression of Sayaka who often came to visit him.

"Yes……"

Sayaka had a bad feeling because the doctor had said before the operation that the hope of recovery was not very high.

As she passed through the hospital corridor, the sunlight seemed to cast the shadow of some small animal on the tree branch, but Sayaka, who was preoccupied with her thoughts, did not notice this.

Recovery room.

Kamijou Kyousuke turned his head and looked out the window at the dusk, wearing in-ear headphones. Sayaka sat quietly beside his bed, watching for a long time.

"What are you listening to?"

Sayaka asked, knowing that the other party could hear her since Kyousuke didn't have the habit of turning up the volume very high.

"The flaxen-haired girl."

Kamijou Kyousuke responded softly.

"Debussy? This piece is very nice."

"..."

There was no response this time and the atmosphere remained awkward for a while.

Sayaka tried to find the conversation herself: "Everyone thinks I'm not the type to appreciate classical music, so when I occasionally share some relevant knowledge, they're very surprised and even start to respect me... But this is all Kyousuke taught me..."

"Sayaka, are you trying to bully me on purpose?"

But the response he got was a bad tone.

Sayaka was stunned.

Kyousuke took off his headphones and finally looked at her. "What kind of music do you want me to listen to now? Are you trying to make me sad?"

Sayaka had rarely seen this kind of expression.

"Because Kyousuke likes..."

"I don't want to listen to it anymore! I can only listen to music I can't play myself!"

He used his injured hand to smash the record on the bed, and blood immediately gushed out.

Sayaka quickly stopped him: "Don't do this!"

Kyousuke shed tears: "This hand doesn't hurt at all... The doctor told me to give up..."

……

He lost his temper at her, but Sayaka understood, as her dreams since childhood had been shattered. He didn't really think she was deliberately irritating him, nor did she dislike him, she just wanted to vent her despair.

After leaving the hospital, Sayaka sat on a bench, staring blankly at the floor tiles that were reflected in the dusk.

It wasn't until a squirrel-cat-like creature came into his sight that he came to his senses.

"Have you changed your mind?"

"I think you're Kyubey, right?"

Sayaka stared at it blankly, "Can becoming a magical girl really make any wish come true?"

Even though she knew the 'price', she still couldn't help but turn her attention to him under the pressure of Kyousuke being diagnosed as unable to recover and having a tantrum at her.

She stretched her hands out and clenched them into fists. "What? You showed up at this time, you're being too deliberate."

Kyubey scratched his neck with his hind legs. "After all, you are now considered the most qualified girl in this city who needs a wish. Isn't it natural for me to stay by your side?"

"Um……"

Sayaka stood up: "Can you give me a day to think about it?"

She turned and walked towards home.

Because she learned yesterday that magical girls were not suitable for children, she dismissed the idea without even thinking about it.

A wish, the price is...that thing, and a battle where you could lose your life at any time.

But what exactly is her wish?

After healing Kyousuke, what next? What would Kyousuke say? Just a thank you? Or something else?

What she wanted was Kyousuke's gratitude, or...

The girl patted her cheeks.

Sayaka, you are really despicable right now.

……

"That Diego can turn into a dinosaur, throw ice cubes, suck Varudo, and keep following me. He can't die."

Yimi stuck her head out of the quilt to remind Zhijiu of the danger of this thing.

"Alright, alright, go to sleep. If he dares to come over, I'll chase him away. Do you see the food growing in the yard? It can stop demons and monsters."

Zhijiu pointed out the window and talked nonsense in a tone of coaxing a child.

So what kind of cartoon could scare a child like this?

Patting the quilt, he turned off the light and slowly left the room.

"What did the police say?"

Xunzi sat at the table and poured himself another glass of wine.

Zhijiu took the bottle away and said, "He said he's not a local kid. Don't drink too much, or you'll have a headache again tomorrow morning."

Although this world has very good urban planning, the personnel information is still somewhat ordinary.

"How heartless! They abandoned their child and deliberately moved him to another place."

Xunzi rubbed his forehead.

This is normal. In order to prevent the children from finding their way back on their own, many people who abandon their children will run to other places and drop them off at scenic spots and then run away secretly.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhijiu sat in front of her.

"As long as you don't feel stressed, I think it's okay to have another child."

Xunzi shook the wine glass.

As an elite in the company, she certainly has no financial pressure.

"Let's do this for now. I'll take her to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow, okay?"

Zhijiu pointed at his ear.

Regardless of whether it looks cute or not, this doesn't seem like a healthy situation.

While the adults were making the decision, Yimi in the room did not fall asleep, but stared out the window vigilantly.

The windows in her room are very large. Although there are curtains, Yimi doesn't know how to pull the windows from top to bottom. Even if she could, she would need the help of a stand-in to reach them.

But she heard the faint sound of footsteps on the grass outside the yard.

Yimi carefully crawled out of the bed and took out the Spear of Longinus.

"Clap."

Small stones hit her window gently.

The cat saw Sayaka with its good night vision.

She had been observing before Zhijiu turned out the lights, so she knew which room Yimi was in. She had only come on impulse, as Xiaoyuan had just said that morning that the idiot hadn't come home all night, and she had given up hope.

Yimi put away the gun, opened the window and got out: "What are you doing?"