Kiana's identity was special, after all. For Evan, as a member of the opposite sex, to have frequent contact with her and even live with her, it was easy for people to think they were in a romantic relationship. Theresa was worried that Otto would use this to take some malicious action, putting Evan in a dangerous situation.
Evan had a rough idea of Theresa's concerns. At this moment, he didn't make any arrogant claims just because he was a transmigrator who knew most of the plot of the Honkai world, or because he had a supply system. He didn't think he, with his still insufficient power, was in any position to be arrogant. He just nodded as before.
Seeing him so agreeable, Theresa actually felt like she was the bad guy. After a brief hesitation, she spoke up.
"Do you have any requests? If it's not too outrageous, I might be able to grant it. After all, if it weren't for you, the careless Kiana who lost her bank card would have indeed suffered a lot."
"In that case, I wish for world peace."
"I said not too outrageous! You're even making a wish; do you think I'm a god?"
"Alright then, let's change it... But thinking about it, according to what you said, the wishes I want to make all seem pretty outrageous. As for the only one that isn't too outrageous—"
Seeing Evan's hesitant look, Theresa actually became a little curious.
"What is it?"
"Hey there, missy. I think you're pretty cute. How about you act cute for me?"
Hearing Evan's words, Theresa's face froze, and she couldn't help but clench her fists. However, aside from the last disrespectful and flippant request, the sentence could be taken as a compliment, so Theresa managed to restrain herself from punching him in the face.
She turned and left. If he wasn't going to make a proper request, then forget it. The great Theresa's patience was limited.
Evan quietly watched Theresa's retreating back until she completely disappeared from sight, then returned to the dormitory building. Seeing Kiana still grimacing and holding her head, he couldn't help but smile.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Yeah! Hurry up and help me think of something. I won't be able to sleep well tonight like this. I might wake up from the pain just by turning over."
Kiana's priorities were certainly special. Evan, who was somewhat used to it by now, didn't bother to comment and moved closer to her.
"Lower your head, let me see."
"Oh."
As expected of the being capable of being the launcher for the heavy [Oath of Judah], Theresa's strength was not to be underestimated. Even though she had held back a lot, Kiana still had a bump on her head. It wasn't that Theresa was being excessive; given Kiana's attitude, she probably wouldn't have listened to her without being taught a lesson.
"I'll go get you some ice to put on it. It will speed up the healing of the broken capillaries and also relieve the pain. Go back to your dorm and lie down for now."
"Okay, okay, hurry up."
Kiana was already somewhat used to being taken care of by Evan. Unlike the rebellious girl full of defiant emotions in front of Theresa, Kiana was now very obedient.
Perhaps it wasn't just simple rebellion just now, but because Theresa had overlooked some of her more delicate feelings?
The thought flashed through Evan's mind, but he quickly dismissed it. Anyway, with Kiana's personality, unless the other person was truly evil, she would never hold a grudge. Although she had a small conflict with Theresa this time, their next meeting would probably be much more amicable. It's as they say, you don't get to know someone until you fight them.
He went upstairs with swift, clean movements and took some ice from the refrigerator in his dorm. He had originally planned to wrap the ice in a towel and just apply it to Kiana's head, but on second thought, the effect wouldn't be perfect, and it would be inconvenient in various ways. So, he extended his fingers and applied a little force.
The rather hard ice cubes were crushed by his fingers, but with his extremely high control over his strength, they didn't fly everywhere. Instead, they were slowly ground into a fine powder by the still-immense force. Then, Evan found some plastic wrap and wrapped the ice powder together with a little water.
"Here you go. Hold it against the swollen area yourself. It should have an effect within ten minutes."
Returning to Kiana's dorm, Evan handed the small, custom ice pack to her. Kiana didn't notice the mystery behind the ice pack; having been tormented by the pain for a while, she quickly pressed it to the top of her head.
"Hiss, cold, cold, cold..."
"It's supposed to be cold; it's an ice pack. But be careful not to get frostbite."
"Frostbite? What's considered frostbite?"
Kiana was confused. Even treating a small bump had so many things to worry about; it was so troublesome.
Without waiting for Evan's answer, the girl, who didn't want to waste energy on trivial matters, continued.
"Why don't you apply it for me? It's less than ten minutes anyway. Please, please?"
Seeing Kiana in this state, Evan was a little surprised.
"Are you trying to be spoiled with me?"
"Can't I?"
"It's not that you can't."
Applying an ice pack naturally required it to be held against the affected area. Kiana had a bump on her head, and there was no way to secure the ice pack, so it had to be held by hand. Evan moved a chair and sat by Kiana's bed. The girl was currently sitting up, fully clothed, so Evan couldn't appreciate any intimate scenery, but the distance between them was somewhat close.
Kiana didn't notice at first, still muttering complaints about Theresa's violence. Evan chimed in from time to time like he was coaxing a child. After three or four minutes of this, Kiana finally became aware of the situation and grew reserved.
"...Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. You can stop holding the ice pack for me."
Glancing at Kiana's injury and seeing that it was indeed healing faster than he had expected, Evan didn't say much more. He put away the ice pack and, with great care, took a dry towel and helped her dry her slightly damp hair, deliberately avoiding the injured area.
Kiana was unusually quiet. Evan's actions were a bit like patting her head, and previously, only her father had ever patted her head. But the feeling was very different.
Being patted on the head by her father felt warm and happy. But being patted on the head by Evan felt very strange.
But it wasn't an unpleasant feeling.