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

Xingzi looked down at Yimi, and only then did she realize that she was not just a magical girl.

I was really deceived by her childish appearance before.

“Help me taste the food.”

Yimi took out the Kewpie sashimi that she had cut and left a part of last time.

Xingzi covered her face with her hands and took a step back: "What is this? It looks as disgusting as rat meat..."

"nausea!"

The kitten was devastated.

Her toy (a mouse) is disgusting!

"You said you wanted me to eat it raw, didn't you? Don't think any meat can be eaten as sashimi."

Xingzi picked up a piece of meat and took a look at it. She felt that eating this kind of meat of unknown origin raw was as disgusting as eating raw chicken skin.

"I'll make it for you, cooked."

Yimi took back the Chubby Meat and ran out.

Hotels certainly don't have built-in kitchens, and most of them are not located next to restaurants that are bustling at night.

Due to the failures in the past, Yimi decided to prepare the Kewpie meat in a more primitive way, namely barbecue. Although street barbecue is very expensive, barbecue is indeed considered a basic cooking skill.

It doesn’t matter if there are no tools, Yimi knows that the most important thing in human society is negotiation.

First, I found a barbecue stall that happened to be quite busy. Then I handed the pocket money Zhijiu had given me to the owner and bought two skewers.

Then I looked up at a 45-degree angle and saw the boss start a negotiation: "Can I try to bake it myself?"

The stall owner lowered his head, looking at the little girl who was scaring him with her legs together, hands in her pockets, and looking anxiously (in his eyes), and he couldn't help but think of his own daughter who didn't exist.

"Of course you can, but I don't care if it doesn't taste good."

Then put the kuppi meat on the skewer, bring out a small stool and stand on it to grill it. The boss will also give you some instructions.

But the stall owner said that in his ten years of business he had never seen such bad meat, it was like the king's new clothes.

"it is done."

After grilling the skewers, Yimi ran back to Xingzi's room and handed her the kewpie meat.

"I'm almost asleep."

Xingzi looked down at the suspicious barbecue and frowned slightly. "Isn't there any chemical compound added to this thing? Or are you using me as a test subject?"

She said that, but she still took a bite. After learning from the last time, she took a very small bite this time.

"Is it yummy?"

Yimi asked expectantly.

“It tastes terrible.”

The obvious answer.

It's even difficult to bite, like chewing a toasted shoe insole, the flavor relying entirely on the oil and cumin.

Xingzi lowered her head and took another bite.

Since the time when no one was willing to listen to her father anymore, she had been really hungry for a long time, so even if this thing tasted so bad, as long as it was not a horrible dark dish like the previous one, she would eat it all up.

The girl turned her head away awkwardly again. "But I feel truly alive. It seems that only by being alive can I eat something so unpalatable... Anyway, it's delicious."

But it really tastes bad.

"tasty!"

Yimi quickly looked at the taskbar.

The task that hadn't made any progress since coming to this world finally became (1/5).

-

The next day.

From the rooftop of the campus, you can see the benches on the edge of the campus. At this age of adolescence, you can already see some young couples sitting together, and Mitakihara Junior High School does not impose too many restrictions on this.

Kyousuke, whose hands had fully recovered but whose legs were still undergoing rehabilitation and needed to use crutches, sat with Hitomi, and Sayaka saw it all clearly.

The girl sighed.

"Sayaka..."

Xiaoyuan behind her wanted to comfort her.

Sayaka's eyebrows furrowed into a frown, but she forced a smile. "Hitomi and Kyousuke are a perfect match. If this guy lets Hitomi down, I won't forgive him."

"..."

Does it really matter?

"Let's not talk about this, Xiaoyuan. There is something I want to discuss with you."

Sayaka scratched her face and looked away awkwardly: "I have a friend... um, someone did something really bad to her..."

This is her biggest worry. She went to school through the back door today.

"Sayaka??"

Xiaoyuan looked at Sayaka with heartache.

"Don't look at me like that, you're really my friend!"

Sayaka pinched Madoka's face and pulled it left and right.

"Does Sayaka have any friends that I don't know about?"

Xiaoyuan, whose face was deformed, asked vaguely.

"Is he considered an outsider?"

Sayaka let go of her hand and looked away guiltily. "Even if someone apologizes to her, it won't necessarily calm her down. How should I comfort her in this situation?"

Xiaoyuan rubbed her red cheeks and said, "Even if you ask me, I don't know how bad something really is."

"That's right."

Sayaka rubbed her hair with her fingertips.

How could I possibly tell Xiaoyuan about this? It's all that little bastard Yimi's fault. I'd buy her a bag of strange-tasting beans and go visit her sometime.

"But if Sayaka did something really bad to someone else, shouldn't she at least take responsibility?"

Xiaoyuan said this seriously.

"Suddenly so sharp?"

……

Be responsible.

After school, Sayaka gritted her teeth and didn't run away through the back door.

Sure enough, at the school gate, I saw Anzi Sagawa, holding a stick-shaped biscuit in her mouth and with an expression of "Don't talk to me, passers-by, I'm not going to chop you" on her face. She was squatting on a stone block and looking at every student leaving school.

When he saw Sayaka dare to walk straight towards him, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Sayaka said in a tangled voice: "I will take responsibility for what happened yesterday!"

Xingzi: "..."

You are talking nonsense!

Because she was a little concerned about her junior, Mami, who was following her out of the school gate, was shocked as if struck by lightning. She didn't even realize when the bag in her hand fell off.

29

Chapter 29: The Wise Cat.

Weekends, coffee shops.

"In about half a month, this city will be descended by 'Witch Night'."

"Witch Night?"

Sayaka, who was asked to meet someone unexpectedly, looked at Homura Akemi in confusion.

Homura Akemi observed Sayaka's radiant, untainted Soul Gem around her neck. Although she still had to go through the same experience of giving up her secret crush, Sayaka's mental state in this timeline was surprisingly as good as that of the few who managed to be with Kyousuke.

Speaking of which, Sayaka and Sakura Kyoko are getting along very well these days.

To Homura Akemi, who had various timelines to compare, this was too obvious.

"It is said that she is a super-crossbow-level witch that has been passed down from generation to generation in history. Unlike other witches, she does not need to hide in a barrier to move around."

Homura Akemi closed her eyes, still not quite believing that this form of magical girl came without any cost.

"It will probably land in this location. It's a witch I can't defeat alone."

Homura Akemi pointed at the map of Mitakihara and said, "If we don't stop it in time, it might start from Mitakihara and continue to circle back until the whole world is reduced to nothing."

But in the eyes of ordinary people who cannot see the Witch Night, this is probably a disaster like a storm.

"call……"

Sayaka looked at the transfer student in front of her for a long time.

It wasn't just Xingzi who was talking about this. She had even whispered her misunderstanding into the other person's ear...

Sayaka held her head in her hands.

I want to die! It’s all Yimi’s fault!

"Is this considered a normal magical girl's telepathy? I'm not too envious though."

Sayaka blushed and glanced at Homura Akemi: "I haven't even fought witches many times yet and I'm already facing such great pressure. I feel like I'm being forced to do something... I understand. I'll help you when the time comes. Bye."

She left because she was afraid to look him in the eye.

It's a rare timeline in which someone treats Homura Akemi so well.

Homura Akemi remembered that even in her first flashback, she had been scorned and rejected by her opponent, even though she was still a naive and innocent person. This was because she had low stamina and used a bomb-throwing fighting style, while Sayaka was a melee fighter who was easily injured by mistake.

……

When Homura Akemi was out, she didn't know that an uninvited guest had quietly broken into her house.

"Ding-deng-deng-"

The cat-shaped Yimi standing in front of the door kept kicking her door with her hind legs, but even with such frequent attacks, no one came to open the door.

Because it was the weekend, and Yimi wanted to find Sayaka and smell her scent, she chose Homura Akemi as her next target.

After waiting quietly for a while, the kitten, who had no idea of ​​trespassing, used its whiskers to measure the opening of the old mailbox on the door, and tried hard to squeeze its head in. Then the whole cat went in like flowing liquid.

"Meow. (*^_^*)"

Yimi shook her head, took two steps forward, and pricked up her ears as if she heard some strange noises coming from behind her. Before she could react, she felt something hit her butt.

"Meow!"

She was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

It was a strange disc-shaped creature, crawling on the ground. Some debris that fell on the ground disappeared after it passed by.

It didn't have the smell of a normal creature, and I hadn't seen this thing the night I stayed at Homura Akemi's house.

Yimi crouched down and secretly followed the strange thing in a hunting posture, then jumped up and landed on its head.

It turned out that this strange thing was surprisingly strong and even carried her around.

Yimi has a good idea. If she could add a cushion to the head of this thing to make it sit more comfortably, and then train it for a period of time, would it be able to run in the direction she commands?

Cats invented saddlery!

Then, Homura Akemi's hand appeared above her head, she grabbed the back of her neck and picked up the cat, facing her.

Yimi looked at her in confusion: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"..."

Homura Akemi put her down and looked at the kitchen. Fortunately, there were no signs of use. The only thing that had been touched was the robot vacuum cleaner.