Natasha, Want Some Medical Supplies? (Evil Grin) / Homura Akemi: Anyone Who Likes Killing Kyubey Can't Be All Bad!

He had obtained another valuable piece of information—the bar connected to countless worlds.

"So, are you buying it or not?"

"I'll buy it. How much? No, how many points?"

Ding! You have a new commission!

"Memory Bread is cheap. As a reward for taking leave today and still coming in to work, I won't charge you for the Memory Bread. When your shift ends, you can take back however much you can carry."

"...Thank you."

Now, she truly had no choice but to keep this bartender job.

Natasha was indeed busy, but through the Memory Bread, she had learned that she only needed to work four hours to earn a considerable amount of points.

After considering the clinic's current situation, Natasha decided to work here for a few hours.

There were no severely injured patients in the clinic right now. If it was only minor scrapes and injuries that did not involve serious wounds, treatment being delayed by a few hours would not be a problem.

Natasha did possess a healer's compassionate heart, but in the extremely resource-starved Underworld, she understood even better what it meant to make choices and sacrifices. If four hours of work could be exchanged for a large amount of Memory Bread, it would bring enormous benefits to the Underworld.

It was somewhat cruel, but as a leader, it was a decision she had to make.

For the people of the Underworld!

There might be danger if her identity was exposed, but the greater the risk, the greater the reward.

Though she felt a little sorry for the other person who looked exactly like her, Natasha truly needed these strange items.

Now, Natasha only hoped that the other Natasha would not suddenly decide to visit this bar before her shift ended today.

Natasha, want medical supplies?