Sister Rescue Plan

Upon discovering that Izayoi Mirai had woken up, Miku not only didn't let go of his embrace, but instead hugged him even tighter.

Sensing something was amiss, Yoshiyuki Mirai shifted back slightly, arching her body back a little.

"Oh?" Miku, sensing something, revealed a mischievous smile, wrapping her arms around him even tighter like snakes, and leaning closer. "Future you, are you perhaps thinking about something bad?"

I didn't do it!

Yosuke Mirai closed his eyes, trying to banish the glimpse of white skin he had just seen from his mind, but unexpectedly, after losing his sight, his sense of touch became even more sensitive, and he felt like he was about to explode.

Miku didn't seem to mind being a little too intimate with her younger brother. She leaned close to Yosuke Mirai's ear and bit his earlobe. Yosuke Mirai's face immediately turned red, and the blush spread all the way down to his neck.

This was still too much for a boy with no experience. He felt that his feelings for his sister over the past sixteen years had begun to change.

Only a tiny bit.

Izayoi Mirai displayed astonishing agility, quickly breaking free from Miku's embrace and fleeing in disarray.

Miku giggled, like a fox stealing a chicken, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Going out to buy groceries!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

10 PM.

Izayoi Mirai stood in front of her open wardrobe, somewhat hesitant.

Inside the wardrobe was a set of performance outfits that Miku often wore. Several sets were custom-made for easy washing and changing, which also made it easy for Yoshou Mirai to secretly keep them.

Beside that outfit hung a wig, the same color as his hair.

This was the last stand that Yoru Izayoi could conceive.

Although Miku's emotions are stable now, this is only temporary. Whether it's at the company, at school, or even online, as long as she appears, she will become the target of everyone's criticism. We can't just lock her at home and have her communicate with only him every day, can we?

Moreover, spending a large sum of money to bribe media producers is probably not just about venting his anger; he must still be eyeing Miku, otherwise why would he spend so much money?

Smear campaign – surrender – whitewash – comeback.

Youxiao could easily guess his plan; that is, if Miku didn't give in, he would definitely resort to some underhanded tactics.

How can an ordinary Japanese high school student resist when an idol's image is tarnished?

If Miku accepts the spirit crystal under such unbearable pressure, it means that her life is under serious threat.

Who can guarantee that things will unfold as planned?

What if something goes wrong?

Based on the initial combat power displayed by the spirits, with the slightest surprise, Miku would almost certainly die.

Then there's only one way left.

Disguised as Miku, she told her manager she was willing to submit, and then killed the producer after arriving at his house.

While Miku's negative news is all over the news, the news of her brother killing the producer must also be generating a lot of buzz, right?

Media interviews are inevitable, and he will then reveal the truth. Whether those media guys believe it or not, the completely opposite viewpoints will push the news to a new level of popularity, which can bring substantial benefits to those journalists.

However, now that he's already sixteen, he'll probably be in jail for seven or eight years, and his sister will be all alone.

Izayoi Mirai took out clothes from the closet.

At that moment, a voice resounded in his heart.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

As I was writing, I felt something was off; it was turning into a romance novel, so I changed the style.

It's been swallowed up, and we don't know when it will be released.

Chapter Three: Revenge Begins

"Ding dong, a belated golden finger has arrived in your account."

"The ultimate pay-to-win system is now online, dear players."

A mechanical voice echoed in Mirai Izayoi's mind, and at the same time, a virtual screen appeared in his field of vision.

The four functions—"Personal Information," "Task List," "Completion and Enhancement," and "Lottery"—are prominently displayed, with the "Lottery" option being particularly large.

"So this is actually a system flow?" Izayoi Mirai reached out and slid her hand across the virtual screen to confirm that she could operate the panel.

He didn't care where the system came from or what its purpose was. As long as it could help him save his sister, he didn't care whose power it was, whether it was an angel or a demon.

"But what is the 'Complete' function for?" Izayoi Mirai clicked on this section. She could guess the other functions just by their names, but this one was a bit unclear.

"It's used to complete incomplete items." The system's voice sounded, its original mechanical tone becoming neutral and much more pleasant. "Incomplete items may be drawn from the prize pool. You can spend points to bypass the prize pool and directly complete the items, or enhance some lower-level items."

"If I wanted to kill someone now, is there a way to do so without leaving any evidence?"

"Of course," the system's voice became excited. "Your problem can be solved by spending money."

"How much?" Izayoi Mirai asked in a calm tone. As the younger brother of the super popular idol Izayoi Miku, he was indeed not short of money, and he spoke with great confidence.

"Well—" A stream of green data flashed across the screen, and after it stopped, the system's voice became somewhat unstable, "I don't think I designed a recharge channel..."

"...Is it alright?"

Her initial excitement was dampened, and Izayoi Mirai's voice turned disdainful. "So, you're useless?"

"No, new users get a free 10-pull." The system instructed Izayoi Mirai to open the lottery section, where the "10-pull" section was marked with four large characters: "First Free."

When Yuuyo Mirai pressed the button, the prize pool, which resembled an altar, began to shake wildly, and colorful lights, like splashing fountains, adorned the lottery page with dazzling colors.

"You have gained 1*1*1 units of personal space."

You have received 6 blank Notepads.

You have received a blank skill card.

"You have obtained the 'Five Contemplations on Ceasing the Mind (Incomplete)'"

"You have obtained the one-time skill card 'Scent Concealment A+'"

He paid no attention to the system's explanation, nor did he care whether he was lucky or unlucky; his attention was focused on the item he drew at the end.

"Scent Concealment A+ (One-Time Use): Completely hides your presence, making you virtually undetectable. However, the scent concealment level drops significantly when switching to attack mode. (5-hour duration)

Yes, if you use this to assassinate the producer, won't you leave any evidence?

Once the problem is solved, he won't need to leave Miku's side.

"Are you sure you want to use this skill card now?" The system's voice turned serious. "You won't be able to draw a prize again until you've accumulated enough points. If you're assigned a task later, you might not be able to complete it due to a lack of resources."

"A mission?" Izayoi Mirai raised an eyebrow. "What kind of mission?"

"Every so often, the system will send you to other worlds to complete missions. You'll earn points through these missions to participate in a lottery," the system explained. "You can become stronger through the lottery or by receiving guidance from characters in the story."

Is it possible to obtain power sufficient to defeat the original spirits? Or to silently eliminate an ordinary person?

Izayoi Mirai clenched her fist: "I can come back, right?"

"Yes, this world has been designated as the main world. After each mission, you can choose to return to the main world to rest."

"What about time? Is time the same in different worlds?"

“It’s different, but I will keep the timeframe within three months.”

“Three months is too long.” Izayoi Mirai shook her head. “At least this time, I can’t wait.”

"No need for further words." He pulled out the "Aura Concealment" skill card from his personal space. "I am acquiring power to achieve my goal, and my goal is very clear now."

He carefully kept the skill card close to his body. With it, he could make some changes to his script: "How long until the first mission?"

"It can be extended to a maximum of five days."

Five days is enough.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Midnight.

With the development of technology, what was originally considered late at night has become the start of many night owls' all-nighters, and Hasegawa Ichiro is one of them.

As a major television producer, he has enjoyed great success for decades, with money and women never being a problem for him.

Those celebrities and idols who yearn for fame and increased exposure will consciously knock on his door at night to discuss their careers in depth.

Those idols who are already of high quality are even better, because they control a lot of media resources. People in this industry deal with a lot of media personnel, and public opinion is just like a casually dressed young girl to them.

If you don't want any negative news to appear in your related reports, you have to please the producer, for example, by going to his room for drinks and having a heart-to-heart talk.

Even those who initially fail to grasp the situation will quickly come to terms with reality after being taught a lesson by the overwhelming news and public opinion about the adult world.

This time is no exception.

Hasegawa Ichiro smiled smugly. Yes, even popular idol Yotsuki no Yoriyo would have to obediently accept her fate and let him do as he pleased.

I remember I was only sixteen, right...?

Just as he was lost in his delusions, a sharp pain shot through his left cheek, as if he had been struck hard by an iron rod. His head was buzzing and he saw stars.

what happened?

He plopped down on the ground, somewhat dazed, as there was clearly nothing in front of him.

No, that's not right. A very faint black shadow appeared in front of him, so faint that at first glance he thought he was seeing things.

"you--"

Snapped!

This time, a sharp pain shot through his right cheek, silencing him before he could even finish speaking.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

A barrage of slaps landed on his face, knocking out his teeth. Hasegawa Ichiro's mouth was filled with blood as his head swelled rapidly, the blood spurting out with each blow.

Just as Hasegawa Ichiro, whose face was completely numb, wondered if he was going to be beaten to death, the dark figure in front of him stopped moving. He roughly stuffed a wad of cloth into Hasegawa Ichiro's mouth, and then a hammer appeared in front of him.