Chapter 487 Le Penseur

"Hoo-da-da--"

Looking up at the sound, she could only see the shadows of a few white pigeons flying from the power lines, left in the morning sun.

Presumably, the girl's figure must be reflected in the pigeons' dark pupils.

"Ah... finally here!"

Pado stretched exaggeratedly, turned back and showed a signature smile:

"You must be tired after walking all day, right? Sister Kiana, let's go up and take a rest?"

"I refuse." - Kiana should have said this.

The girl was very enthusiastic about her along the way. Today, she knows that she is probably a fool, but not that stupid... or, it is because of that man as a precedent that she truly understands what "being nice to someone without any reason is either a traitor or a thief" means.

The cat-eared girl was indeed very enthusiastic, but she was always avoiding something during the conversation, so that until she followed her to the apartment she claimed to have "rented", she still didn't understand what her position was, and who asked her to come to find her...

Based on general rational analysis, Kiana shouldn't have followed her path so blindly. Besides, she bought her a lot of food along the way. Although her physical strength could not be restored to the best state, she could still complete the space jump within hundreds of meters with the power of space.

This feeling... the feeling of mobilizing power... was just a thought in her mind. The space within the visible range around her flowed like water. It was clear where the weak points of space disorder suitable for tearing the cracks and where the excessive points of space power suitable for condensing the imaginary barrier were. There was no need to understand, as if... it was originally an innate ability...

It was not difficult for her to escape. She didn't know how strong the cat-eared girl was, but since her goal from the beginning was not to fight but to escape, she felt that no one should be able to stop her except Mikael, who also had the power of the sky.

But...

"Eh? Sister Kiana, you have such a good appetite, don't you? Three meat buns are not enough... Oh! Okay, who told us that Padofilis is kind, wait a minute, let's go buy some more shaomai, fried dough sticks, tea eggs... Uh? Two more cups of sweetened soy milk? I want ice... Oh, I know, I want hot! Well! Sister Kiana, the old rules, these foods are all borrowed from you, remember to return them later!"

In any case, the reason why I can have the strength to walk normally and call on power is because of the care of the girl in front of me, right?

"Huh? You have experienced that kind of thing, but you are still so easy to believe in other people's kindness."

As expected, the voice of the Herrscher sounded in my mind, but Kiana did not manage her finances. This may be one of the few things that can be called good news at present-the power consciousness of the Herrscher has not yet fully awakened, and most of the time it just disappears after a bubble...

But she is right.

But, but...

After more than ten seconds of silence, the girl responded to the Herrscher's complaints in her heart-

"But, she never kept accounts, and never told me how much money I owed her..."

"Hey, Sister Kiana, you..."

It can be said that he noticed the girl's silence, or it can be said that it is difficult not to notice. Pado did not urge, but just held the heavy can, turned sideways, and looked at the girl behind him silently.

Then, before Kiana made her decision, Pado spoke first:

"Well...that, if Sister Kiana doesn't want to go up with me, it's okay."

"?"

"Hey, I can't force you. Although the task assigned to me is to protect Sister Kiana, I am not good at fighting. If we really want to fight, it depends on you, Sister Kiana. In other words, even if Sister Kiana wants to run, I can't stop her!"

Kiana bit her lower lip, trying to find a trace of "lying" on the cat-eared girl's face.

But no matter how she observed, all she got was a silly smile.

But compared to these, a certain word she just mentioned seemed more important and... harsh.

This was the first time the cat-eared girl mentioned her mission.

But, can she trust what she said to herself?

"Protect?"

Kiana pointed at herself expressionlessly.

"Yes, yes."

Paduo looked bitter and shook her head very hard.

"Speaking of protection, from whom to protect, how to protect, I have no idea. But there is no way, Sister Mei gave me this mission, ahem!"

She cleared her throat, then lowered her voice and began to consciously imitate the tone of another woman:

"Little Paduo, your mission is to go to Tiankong City, find and protect the girl named Kiana. Ting ting, that's it... Hey, wait, let me think carefully, it seems that I missed something."

The girl made a contemplative gesture - she hugged her hands in front of her chest, then raised her right hand, clenched her five fingers, and pressed against her gently drooping head. It seems that whenever it comes to meditation, everyone will think of this action at the same time, perhaps thanks to the famous statue "Le Penseur" by Auguste Rodin.

Of course, with the knowledge level of the two girls and a cat in front of them, they probably don't know what Auguste Rodin and "Le Penseur" are...

But Kiana knows another thing:

"How did you know I was here... No, did you say Mei just now?"

"Ah? Yes, it was Mei who asked us to come."

Kiana scratched the dull hair on the top of her head. The communication between the two seemed smooth, but both she and Pado felt something "abnormal".

"Mei in your mouth means..."

"What Sister Qiyana means by Mei is..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, and after realizing that "they had indeed made a mistake", they both changed their words and explained:

"Are we talking about...the same Mei?"

"Are we talking about...the same Mei?"

Their eyes crossed, and the two girls squinted their eyes, scratched their heads, and giggled in perfect agreement. The thoughts that were almost questioning at the beginning also quietly dispersed under this tacit understanding.

At least it subsided temporarily.

Finally, as if he couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere, Pado spoke first:

"Anyway, Sister Kiana, come to my rented house to rest for a while. And oh, I need to take a bath. We also slept in a trash can a long time ago. Although it was a long, long time ago, as long as I think about it, It’s a dirty, smelly, and small place that makes me feel a little uncomfortable.”

The corners of Kiana's mouth raised because of the silly smile gradually smoothed away. Unconsciously, the girl who had never been good at using her brain began to use the unique and only human talent - thinking.

"It shouldn't matter. Even if the goodwill shown by the other party along the way is all fake, as long as I have one second of reaction time, my power is enough to escape in front of people except Mikael. The space power can sense the surrounding space. Under the circumstances, the possibility of being beaten with a black stick should not exist. The so-called ether and other methods also require multiple breaths to be effective... Therefore, as long as this girl is not under the instruction of Mikael, it should not be possible in fact. If it is true, If it was Mikael, he would have appeared directly in front of me and taken me away..."

A series of thoughts gave a girl whose IQ was about the same as a paramecium the illusion that "it turns out I have a brain too", so she nodded and accepted the invitation from the cat-eared girl.

There is an Eight Immortals table on one side of the apartment building door. A lean old man is sitting behind the table, wearing reading glasses, holding a newspaper in one hand and touching the white stubble on his dark cheeks with the other. At the sound of footsteps, he pressed down the wrist holding the newspaper, retracted his chin, and stared at the two girls who walked into the apartment in an almost "leaning forward" and "rolling his eyes" posture.

After taking some time to identify, the old man said softly "Oh" and recognized one of them - although it was winter, everyone was wearing thick clothes, but no matter where they went, they would cover their heads with huge black hoods. , it is rare to see a beautiful girl holding a cat that is as round as a pig in her arms.

Anyway, in all his sixty-five years of life, the old man only saw this one person.

"It's Pado!"

"Yes, old man, have you fixed the things I asked you to fix before going out in the morning?"

"Ah, water heaters are like this. When they are difficult to repair, they can't be repaired. But when they are easy to repair, it doesn't take much effort."

"Uh... old man, all... ah, no, most things are like this, right?"

The yellowed whites of his eyes were stirring, and the old man's vision seemed a little blurry at that moment.

"Oh, really. No matter what..."

He put down the newspaper, loosened the scarf around his collar with one hand, spread his other hand on the table, and said softly:

"Remember to pay the maintenance fee."

"I know, how much?"

The old man curled up four fingers, except for his index finger, which was curled into a hook shape.

"Seize the young master?"

"Nine...ahem! Nine hundred!"

"Crack!"

Padu paused while taking out her wallet. Before the old man could react, she slammed the table:

"Smelly old man, you just made up this number, right?"

"Nonsense! We all clearly mark the price and deal fairly! How could it be made up!"

"Then show me where your clearly marked price is!"

"Uh...ahem, you can also choose not to pay, and one month's share will be deducted from the prepaid rent."

"Don't change the subject, stinky old man! You first tell us where your price tag is! Wow, wow, wow, I'm warning you! We know a lot of big brothers and sisters! Especially my eldest brother is very powerful! If you cheat me like this, Believe it or not, I can call them over and bring them justice!"

"Hey! Give back to brother, sister, boss? Look what this button is! Believe it or not, the Terrorist Mobile Team will be here in ten minutes!"

"Nonsense! We have inquired about this a long time ago. The Terrorist Mobile Team will not care about such minor civil disputes at all!"

Watching the girl she just met today bargaining noisily with the lean old man, in the past... it must have been a very annoying situation... No, considering her past personality, Kiana felt... pounce Going up and fighting the profiteer old man together with the cat-eared girl was probably the choice that my past self would have made.

But now, as she gently stroked the can that the cat-eared girl had temporarily entrusted to her because she needed to get her wallet, she felt a strange feeling brewing in her heart.

It's just a pity that she has always been stupid and her language organization skills are not very good. Hmm... Guys who like to make noises are not necessarily good at talking, they are just good at making noises. For some reason, after everything happened, the girl was able to face everything about herself.

If it had been earlier...would the ending have been different?

The girl's thoughts gradually drifted to a place that she couldn't grasp, and the only response to her was nothingness.

Following the original direction of her consciousness, she got nothing, whether it was specific pictures, sounds, smells, or words, nothing.

She tried to change the way her brain worked to get out of that "nothing" state.

She tried to describe that emptiness, so she saw the dry river bed and the courtyard covered with weeds between the blue-gray stone bricks...

"Okay, deal!"

The cat-eared girl's loud voice brought her back to reality. Kiana saw her slap a thin banknote on the table, and then slowly push it towards the old man at the other end of the Eight Immortals table by bending down.

The old man's short eyebrows were furrowed vigorously, and the bulging eyes behind his reading glasses were staring directly at the girl... the banknotes pushed towards him.

He slowly raised his skinny right hand, which was full of veins, and gently placed his index finger, middle finger and ring finger on the banknote. The not strong force smoothed out the wrinkles on the banknote just right, but not yet. As for hitting the Eight Immortals table, it made a short "do" sound.

But there was a tacit understanding that the girl, the old man and the banknotes were completely still at this moment.

Kiana scratched Can Can's chin for no apparent reason, and Can Can couldn't help but let out a cry of pleasure:

"Meow!"

The sharp meow seemed to be like a "starting gun", and the girl and the old man on both sides of the Eight Immortals table held their breath for a while.

The cat-eared girl stood on tiptoes, her buttocks under the black robe sticking out high. Kiana could clearly see something strange stirring under the robe - could it be that she was pulling too hard... uh...

Although the old man was sitting steadily, the muscles on his face were trembling violently, and the veins on his forehead protruded from under the skin. It was hard to imagine that such an ordinary and thin old man could have such a ferocious side. The first joints of the three fingers pressing on the banknote are sunken backwards. The finger bones are different, and the three fingers that were originally neatly connected have become uneven because of this sunken. In addition, due to excessive exertion, his little finger was curled up against the palm of his hand, his thumb was tilted back towards his chest, and a tendon connecting the back of his finger to his wrist was stretched against the skin.

"Eh-"

"snort--"

"嚓——"

"Ah!! My money!!!"

…………

"Bang——"

"Whoa-pop!"

"Yeah! Although the old man has a bad heart, he still managed things well! The water heater has been repaired. Sister Kiana, let's take a bath first... um... As for clothes, Sister Kiana has a similar figure to us. Why don’t you feel aggrieved and use ours first?”

"Thanks……"

"Hehe! Sister Kiana, let's wash it first, and let's go pick out clothes for you!"

The girl skipped out of the bathroom, not forgetting to close the door with her tail.

Kiana's eyes fell on the closed door, then she looked up at the chandelier, and finally slowly took off her clothes.

"Wow——"

The sound of water echoed in the small bathroom again, because Pado had already drained the water before. Kiana tested it with her fingers. The water temperature could not be said to be warm, but even a little too hot.

Turning the valve, she waited until the water temperature dropped slightly before she stepped in.

It's not that I'm not used to showering. Bathing in a bath is certainly comfortable, but if it's not your own bathtub, it would be a bit...but the filthy girl doesn't seem to be qualified to start this.

It wasn't until she saw the clear water dripping from her body flowing into the sewer in a dark gray form that she realized how dirty she was after lying in the trash can for three or four days.

It’s hard to believe that Pado has never disliked her before...

Maybe she is really a good person...

Kiana tried to believe in the so-called beauty for the last time.

Sighing slightly, she raised her head and faced the shower, letting the warm water wash away her dirty face and long hair.

The long hair that hung down to her knees became heavier with water, pulling her head back further.

"So comfortable..."

Suddenly, a calm voice reminded her, which caught her off guard and almost drank the bath water——

"Huh? Is it Pado who comes to see you? Why did Mei let her come..."

"Huh?"

Kiana glanced at the squad leader who suddenly appeared in the small bathroom, meditating in the posture of "Le Penseur", then looked down at her naked body, and the corners of her mouth gradually opened to both sides:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"