Sister Rescue Plan

It was a strange feeling. Izayoi Mirai gestured with her hand, feeling that she could do the same thing, opening or closing the space, just like Hoshimiya Muku had just done.

Perhaps there are more, but this is the only usage he has discovered so far.

What's going on? I can learn it in just one glance. Am I some kind of ultimate being?

Izayoi Mirai didn't have time to think about this question because Hoshimiya Muku appeared from his left.

Space is like a door, and the tin staff in her hand is the key. As long as you insert it and turn it, you can open the door. With this ability, Hoshimiya Rokuro can appear in any corner of the world. She can be said to be the most outstanding assassin, making her impossible to guard against.

But Yoruichi Mirai is not afraid at all.

Following that sudden burst of inspiration, he raised his hand and closed the door.

Looking at the suddenly enclosed space in front of him, Hoshimiya Rokuro was a little confused. What was going on?

She was still bleeding, and two of her bones were broken. The intense pain was unbearable for Hoshimiya Rokuro, who was used to lying in outer space and had never been injured before. She stabbed herself with the Sealing Release Technique:

"close."

It shut down the sense of pain.

If there is no pain, the injury does not exist.

With this in mind, Hoshimiya Rokuro once again pointed to the space in front of her:

"open."

The door to the space was opened, and then Yosuke Mirai on the other side closed it again. He repeated this ability tirelessly, like a child who had just received a new toy.

Feeling like a fool, Hoshimiya Rokuro created some distance and appeared 500 meters away from Yoshou Mirai, sealing off the beam of light emitted by the master.

With a hole opened in his hand, Izayoi Mirai discovered that Hoshimiya Rokuro's ability was truly useful. As long as he opened up a space, he could redirect the enemy's attacks to other places while remaining unharmed.

He put his arm around Shiori's waist, crossed space and appeared behind Hoshimiya Rokuro, and slapped her again.

Bringing Shiori along wasn't to show her the elaborate scheme of beating up Hoshimiya Miku, but rather to ensure safety. If Hoshimiya Miku realized what was happening and retaliated by sealing Shiori's memories of him, wouldn't that be the end of them?

Hoshimiya Rokuro teleported to Izayoi Mirai's side in a flash. This guy has never really fought anyone since he obtained the power of the Spirits. After playing with his family's memories, he went to space to isolate himself and has no combat experience at all. But now, in the process of fighting with Izayoi Mirai, he began to imitate her methods, such as opening up space defenses.

She shrunk the seal, holding it in her hand like a real key, and her speed of starting the attack also increased.

The three figures moved constantly, like the mole and the hammer in the game Whack-a-Mole, except that their identities would constantly switch.

"My eyes are spinning."

Shiori felt a little dizzy. Not everyone can handle constantly changing scenery. By now, they had already circled the Earth.

Izayoi Mirai should hurry up and finish her off, but Hoshimiya Rokuro is very clever. Her body is covered by a thin layer of holes, which are doors she opened with her own key. Along with the distance, Izayoi Mirai's attacks can't touch her at all.

Izayoi Mirai couldn't shut it off immediately either, because Hoshimiya Rokuro was running very fast, and both of them were diverting some of their energy to interfere with the space. In this respect, he was actually at a disadvantage, relying entirely on his experience after creating a world within his body and his faster reaction time to hold on.

He always felt there was a layer of separation in his operating space, like touching a shawl's chest through clothes while wearing gloves—the feel was just not quite right.

"This will never end."

Izayoi Mirai stopped the chase and opened up a space to enter. Unlike before, when she only flashed within a small area, the space she opened was outside Hoshimiya Rokuro's sight. She had no idea where Izayoi Mirai had taken Shiori.

"Actually, I don't know where this is either."

Looking at the completely unfamiliar landscape, Yuuyo Mirai said to Shiori, somewhat embarrassed.

To be honest, they are opening and closing space, not jumping between spaces using coordinates; they just move around freely.

"But don't panic, we can ask for directions."

Yosuke Mirai speaks most languages ​​in the world, and with money in her pocket, she quickly took Shiori and flew back to Tengu City.

Chapter Twenty-Six: I Will Definitely Kill Her

"Is it really okay for us to do this in the future?"

After getting off the plane, Shiori asked Izayoi Mirai with some concern, "Wouldn't it be bad to leave her there alone?"

Izayoi Mirai pinched Shiori's cheek: "She bullied you like that, and you're still worried about her?"

"Too."

Shiori's mood plummeted again when she thought of Kotori and the others; they had all forgotten her now.

Izayoi Mirai patted her head: "Alright, don't look so dejected. Go and take a look. Maybe Hoshimiya Mukuro's ability is the same as Nanami's. If left unattended, it will dissipate after a while. Kotori might have already remembered you by now."

"Will that really happen?"

Shiori's heart also began to fill with hope.

of course.

Izayoi Mirai never speaks without reason. His clone, using the power of the Seven Sins, transformed into the Sealer and secretly unlocked Kotori and the others' memories. Now, the group of spirits are busy searching for Shiori everywhere.

However, this matter cannot be said openly. Although the encounter with Hoshimiya Mukuro may have been noticed by Takamiya Mio, since she did not appear, it means that she does not intend to make a move yet, and Yushou Mirai cannot be too high-profile.

However, Shiori's level of skill doesn't seem to be that high, to raise Hoshimiya Rokuki's favorability to this extent in just one night. Could it be that Takamiya Mio also did something? And what does she want?

After pondering for a long time without coming up with an answer, Yosuke Mirai simply stopped thinking about it and sent Shiori home first.

Kotori, who couldn't find Shiori anywhere, had already used the equipment on the Fraxinus and found footage of Izayoi Mirai and Shiori leaving the airport and heading home. She was currently waiting at home with Tohka and the others.

"Shizhi!"

When Shiori reached the door, the sound of the lock turning could be heard from outside the entrance. The group could no longer contain themselves and ran out, with Kotori throwing herself into Shiori's arms.

"I'm sorry, I completely forgot about you."

Her voice was choked with sobs. Even without the elf identity, her feelings for Shiori over the past ten years were genuine. The thought that she had been so easily sealed away by an elf filled her with lingering fear.

No, Hoshimiya Rokuro's spiritual power must be sealed.

This was the first time Kotori had made a decision not out of a desire to integrate the spirits into society, but out of fear.

"Shizhi——"

Tohka rushed over, pushing Kotori aside, and burst into tears: "Shiori, I'm sorry, waaaaaah!"

Tohka cried terribly, her tears soaking Shiori's collar. Even Kotori, who had been pushed aside, couldn't be angry. She sighed and thanked Izayoi Mirai:

"Thank you for stopping Hoshimiya Rokuro."

When the footage was being shown, Kotori naturally saw the scene where Izayoi Mirai met Shiori and fought against Hoshimiya Mukuro. Kotori was surprised by the fighting prowess displayed by Izayoi Mirai, but she was also grateful that he helped Shiori when she was most helpless.

"You're welcome. It's what I should do as your boyfriend."

Just one sentence made Kotori want to grind her teeth. She felt both angry and amused, and couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh.

After sitting there for a while, Izayoi Mirai got up to go back. Before leaving, she reminded Shiori:

"The school festival is in a couple of days, don't forget."

If Izayoi Mirai hadn't reminded her, Shiori would have completely forgotten. With autumn approaching, Raizen High School is about to start its school festival. This year's festival is different from previous ones; it's being co-organized with Ryudanji Girls' Academy.

That's right, it's the school that Miku attends. Miku was the one who orchestrated this whole thing, all so she could crush Shiori at the school festival. After all, she's a professional idol with the power of a spirit, so she's not afraid of anyone when it comes to performing on the show.

Incidentally, Mirai Izayoi's proposed program, an after-school tutoring class, was rejected. Instead, a choir and a play were suggested, which made him sigh, "This year's students are no good; they don't love studying at all."

"I won't lose!"

Shiori also remembered that she had a performance at the school festival, and in order not to lose to Miku, she should hurry up and rehearse.

"Good luck then, I'm heading back now."

Yosuke waved goodbye and left the Shiori family home.

Meanwhile, in another corner, the Seven Sins, who was transformed into a clone of Izayoi Mirai, removed the brass ring from her wrist, threw it on the ground, and transformed back into the real Seven Sins.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Seven Sins rubbed her buttocks and glared resentfully at the imposter, but a hint of fear lingered in her eyes. She was a little scared; what if this guy killed her and then she could perfectly transform into Seven Sins?

"Don't panic, I won't do anything to you."

"Seven Deadly Sins" sat on a broom, crossed his legs, and said, "As long as you do one thing for me, I will never show up again after it's done. How about it? This is a good deal, isn't it?"

Seven Sins nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, saying, "I understand, I agree to anything."

"A new spirit has recently arrived, named Hoshimiya Mukuro. Her ability is to open and close concepts, not only space, but also human emotions. Spirit abilities are involved. What you need to do is simple: once she appears in Tengu City, whatever you do will be ruined."

"Seven Sins" pulled out a portrait with a delicately drawn face of Hoshimiya Mukuro. Seven Sins glanced at it a few times and even transformed into her appearance to show that she had memorized it completely.

"Then it's settled."

The imposter Seven Deadly Sins waved his hand and vanished without a trace.

Seven Sins circled the spot where she disappeared twice, finding no trace, then soared into the sky, covering thousands of meters in the blink of an eye. She tumbled through the air on her broom, laughing wildly. After being imprisoned by the fake for so many days, living in constant fear, all the pent-up frustration in her heart dissipated, and she felt incredibly exhilarated.

"Screw your deal! Who's going to help you mess with other people? Do you think I'm made of clay? I'm not going to help a bastard like you, hahaha, I'm outta here."

"Where do you think you're going to sneak off to?"

A cold voice came from behind. Seven Sins turned around and saw a face that looked exactly like hers. The fake had appeared again.

She shuddered slightly, then forced a smile and said, "Just kidding, just kidding. I was so excited to be able to help you that I said some things without thinking. Please forgive me."

"I see."

Another voice came from her right, and a second fake Seven Deadly Sins appeared beside her, followed by a third and a fourth.

Eight of the Seven Deadly Sins surrounded her, all with identical faces, expressions, and postures.

They crossed their arms, stared at the trembling Seven Sins, and a cold smile crept across their lips:

“I’ll be watching closely to see if you’re putting your heart into completing the transaction.”

Seven Sins felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at so many versions of himself, and hurriedly nodded:

"I understand. I will definitely kill that Hoshimiya Rokuro."

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.

I'm going to have breakfast and then go to sleep.

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