They Sent Me a Catgirl? (5K)

"--As mentioned above, the No. 32 Monolith was a new Monolith built at the end of the Gastrea War. Furthermore, the contractor who commissioned the construction of this Monolith was the current Vice Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport Kazumitsu Tendo-- "

The rest is unimportant.

For Kisara Tendo, cutting Kazumitsu Tendo was enough.

"Hey, Mahiro, now I can finally take down one of the Tendo Family's members, right? I can start my revenge now, can't I?!"

However, the moment he uttered those words, Kisara suddenly let out a low moan, and the expression on his face became extremely painful.

His face turned deathly pale, he bit his lip, pressed his lower abdomen, and then swayed and collapsed.

"Hello!"

These were the last words Kisara heard before he fell into a coma.

Chapter 85: A Catgirl Arrives? (5K)

Kisara lay on the hospital bed, a needle inserted into her rolled-up wrist, connected to the hemodialysis device placed beside her.

A regular, intermittent mechanical sound echoed softly in the white ward.

"I'm sorry, I got a little carried away... and you saw my most pathetic and ugly side."

Kisara, a weak smile appearing on his face.

Lately, she's been constantly on the go, gathering evidence to bring down the Tendo Family. She even missed her regular hemodialysis sessions, thinking her body could handle it, but little did she expect...

In the end, she exposed her most vulnerable side.

"Nothing."

Mahiro sat on a chair to the side, quietly peeling an apple with a knife, then cut off a small piece and put it into his mouth under Kisara's watchful gaze.

"This is much better than when I first met you, when you collapsed from hunger on the street. That was the first time I'd ever seen someone faint from hunger."

"..."

Somewhat embarrassed, Kisara turned his head away, a sickly blush spreading across his pale face.

"That hurts, doesn't it?"

"I'm used to it..."

"I remember your kidney function declined due to diabetes, right? Haven't you considered getting a kidney transplant?"

Mahiro chewed on the apple, enjoying its juicy flavor.

Although this world is apocalyptic, due to the Gastrea Virus, the level of medical care has developed to an extraordinary level, completely surpassing the level of technology.

Neither a kidney transplant nor repairing kidney function should be difficult.

At the very least, Sumire Muroto has this ability.

"Never mind."

Kisara shook his head in refusal, slowly sat up from the hospital bed, his thin body gently leaning against the headboard.

His eyes were fixed on a point in the air, then he slowly reached out and made a grasping motion, as if he were trying to hold something in his hand.

That was her obsession with revenge.

"This pain belongs only to me. I have decided to dedicate my life to eradicating all Tiantong from this world. If I forget this pain, I will surely forget revenge as well. So no."

It's not that I can't understand it.

Kisara Tendo's parents were murdered because they wanted to expose the Tendo Family's corruption.

Kisara, who witnessed all of this, was also filled with hatred and planned to use the physical pain to etch the memory of this hatred into his mind.

It's somewhat reminiscent of King Goujian of Yue enduring hardship and biding his time.

But the problem is--

"You want to endure hardship and bide your time, that's fine, but how could you possibly stand against the Tendo Family with your current physical condition? With just this little bit of evidence at your disposal?"

With a Mahiro movement, he tossed back the stack of documents that Kisara had shown him at the agency back into the girl's sight.

"These things, even if they bear the names of Kazumitsu Tendo, I don't think they're of any use given the Tendo Family's power in the Tokyo Area. They can easily push out a scapegoat, just like in the Hiruko Kagetane incident last time."

At the very least, it's not impossible to sever ties with the Tendo Family by abandoning Kazumitsu Tendo as pawns.

Kisara lowered his head and stared silently at the file folder in front of him, while Mahiro cut off another piece of apple, put it in his mouth, and said calmly:

"I think, President Kisara, you'd be better off resting and taking care of your health, then using your years of honed swordsmanship to raise the sword of rebellion against the Tendo Family. After all, taking over Chang'an is much easier than passing the imperial examinations."

"I know."

Just then, Kisara suddenly raised his head, a poignant smile playing on his lips.

"Thank you, Mahiro. But I'm not as foolish as you think. Originally, these Mahiro facts were only meant to threaten Kazumitsu Tendo; I never intended to use them to bring down the Tendo Family. I just need to exchange them for a chance to kill him."

"And then what? Is killing Kazumitsu Tendo enough?"

I can't help but say Mahiro said calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips, though the smile held a hint of irony.

"If I'm not mistaken, your target is the head of the Tendo Family —that old man, Tendo Kikunojo, right? But do you really think you can defeat him with your crippled body?"

It would be strange if they could win.

Even if Kisara were at his peak, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance against that old guy.

Not to mention dragging along a half-crippled body.

"If you really go up against them, and your body suddenly develops problems like today, no one will be able to save you."

Upon hearing this, Kisara lowered her head again, her fine bangs obscuring her face, the only visible feature being her slightly bitten lower lip.

How could she not understand what Yotsuba Mahiro was saying!

My body is so broken; to put it bluntly, I'm practically half-crippled.

If you go all out, your body can probably only withstand four moves.

After four moves, defeat is inevitable.

But there's really no other way...

Her current life was too comfortable, even more so than she had ever dreamed of; so comfortable that she could even forget about revenge.

If she lost this pain, she was truly afraid that one day in the future she would forget the hatred.

So what's the point of her still being alive?

Thinking of this, a look of struggle and hesitation appeared in Kisara's eyes.

Mahiro also clearly sense the wavering emotions emanating from the girl.

So he stood up, stepped forward, and said, "Since President Kisara is so eager for revenge, why not listen to my suggestion?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Kisara suddenly looked up, only to find that Mahiro had already come up to her.

The two were so close they could feel each other's breath, so close they could almost see the fine hairs on each other's skin.

Those deep, dark pupils were like black holes, as if they could devour her entirely.

Normally, her face would probably have already turned red with embarrassment, after all, a man was so close to her that she could feel his intense and masculine aura.

But this time, she was surprisingly calm.

He even nodded as if possessed.

"What... suggestion?"

When the girl uttered those words, she already knew in her heart that she had been bewitched and controlled by that hatred.

But it was something she did willingly.

She was willing to give anything, even her body, to avenge herself against the Tendo Family!

"Very good, a good answer, I like it very much."

After a long silence, he uttered those words again, the smile on his lips now brimming with malice.

He leaned forward slightly.

The girl thought he was going to do something, so she gently closed her eyes.

But then, she felt breaths and words coming from beside her ear.

"If you trust me, then find a way to heal your body, and I promise you I'll completely destroy the Tendo Family within six months."

"R-Really...?!"

Kisara suddenly opened his eyes and asked in disbelief.

No, of course she believed that Mahiro had the ability to destroy the Tendo Family. After all, no matter how strong the Tendo Family was, they couldn't possibly be stronger than Scorpio, right?

Not to mention, she had heard about how Mahiro deflected Tina's sniper shot and how he won his battle against Tina.

Putting aside his magical abilities, both his skills and strength represent the pinnacle of human potential.

What she suspected was merely Mahiro's motives; he had no enmity with the Tendo Family...

It's true.

Mahiro smiled and got up from next to Kisara, sitting back down in his chair.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, that's fine. I can give you time to consider. But if the time is up, then don't blame me for not letting you board this ark of revenge."

The six months were not for his own preparation, but for the children.

In the next six months, he must find a way to speed things up and at least bring all the children in the Tokyo Area into Arcadia.

After all, the Seitenshi's benevolence has also allowed many Cursed Children to lurk throughout the Tokyo Area.

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say. I should go now. Remember to call me if you've made up your mind; I'll be waiting anytime."

After saying that.

Mahiro took Tina and left the hospital.

The pure white ward was now empty Kisara Tendo, returning to its initial silence, with only the sound of machines running.

And the sound of a girl thinking.

After leaving the hospital, he took Tina back to Arcadia.

I'm going to bring some gifts and then visit the Seitenshi at the Holy Residence.

As a result, the moment I stepped through the gates of Arcadia, I witnessed an unexpected scene.

A limousine was parked on the side of the road, and a young girl was playing with a group of children, holding a lace parasol in one hand.

She wore a white dress that resembled a wedding gown, and a gentle smile graced her exceptionally beautiful face.

In the entire Tokyo Area, only the Seitenshi would dress like this.

But how did she find her way here?

Just as he was pondering this, the Seitenshi noticed him and walked towards him.

"It's been a long time since I last sent my greetings; I've been longing to see Mahiro, sir."

Upon meeting, she exchanged polite pleasantries as usual, then got straight to the point—

"I have something I'd like to discuss with you during this visit."

Silence descended upon the coffee shop in Arcadia, District 39.

"Please, please use it."

A child dressed as a maid trembled as she placed the coffees on the tables, then bowed and hurriedly left.

She and her girlfriends hid in the back kitchen, excitedly watching this place, or rather, watching Mahiro, chattering away.

He looked very excited.

The Seitenshi, sitting opposite him, first thanked him, then picked up the cup in front of him with his hands, which were covered in white silk gloves, and took a small sip. His eyes lit up slightly.

"Delicious coffee."