Sister Rescue Plan

Moreover, based on the observation from the previous pigeon, Izayoi Miku wasn't shopping; instead, she was hanging behind him, peeking at him from time to time.

They were tracking him.

But how did she determine her location?

Recalling her frequent checks of her phone, Izayoi Mirai roughly understood what was going on.

He quickly found the girl who had been watching him nearby.

He sent a subtle hint to make the girl ignore him, and then Izayoi Mirai quickly disappeared from her sight, making a sharp turn and getting behind Izayoi Miku.

At that moment, Miku was tiptoeing, searching for Izayoi Mirai, when a ripple stirred in Izayoi Mirai's heart.

Because of her outstanding appearance, people would often try to chat up Miku, but she would always refuse them with a cold face, as she did have a very bad impression of men.

As for those persistent guys, Miku Izayoi wouldn't give them any face; she made them all run naked to the police station entrance and engage in homosexual acts.

Even so, just the thought of someone trying to chat her up made Yoyo Mirai's heart churn with turmoil, and a raging fire swept over her like wildfire.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in his heart, and gently walked behind Miku: "Who are you looking for?"

scare?!

Miku Izayoi was startled and was about to turn around and slap him twice when she saw a familiar face.

"future--"

Miku Izayoi's eyes darted around. "What a coincidence, you're here too."

"I'm going to the aquarium, so, lovely lady, what are you doing here?"

Faced with Yoyo's teasing about the future, Miku wasn't so confident: "I was just browsing around."

"So, how about we go shopping together?" Izayoi Mirai extended an invitation.

Miku looked very happy and hugged Izayoi Mirai's arm tightly: "I love Mirai the most."

"Thank you for your kindness, I like myself quite a bit."

This area is quite bustling, with food stalls lining both sides of the road, a dazzling array of signs hanging on the walls, and shops of all sizes everywhere that are a feast for the eyes.

Izayoi bought Miku a candied apple. Miku took small bites of it, and the sweet and sour taste suited her perfectly. Her bright red lips and the bright apple complemented each other, attracting Izayoi's attention to stop and look at them from time to time.

Perhaps sensing her younger brother's gaze, Miku Izayoi ate very slowly, occasionally sticking out her little tongue to lick the sugar on top.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at your sister? Want to try some?"

Miku Izayoi hands the apple candy to Mirai Izayoi.

Izayoi Mirai looked away: "No need, you can keep it for yourself."

Miku Yosuke tilted her head: "Really not going to eat it? It's delicious."

"No need." Izayoi Mirai pushed the apple candy away. "You eat it quickly, we'll go buy you clothes later."

As for Itsuka Shiori, if you try to contact him during this time, you'll have to give up.

I'm planning to buy a few more sets for myself so I can move around easily; I might need them in the future.

As he passed a wedding dress shop, Izayoi Mirai stopped as if possessed, looking at Izayoi Miku:

"Do you want to give it a try?"

Chapter Twenty-Four: My Sister is the Bride

As it turns out, wedding dresses have an extremely strong appeal to any girl. Upon hearing what Izayoi Mirai said, Miku's eyes immediately lit up. Before he could even back out, he was pulled inside.

The bridal shop was huge, with warm light flowing across the orange-yellow floor. A dazzling array of wedding dresses were on display, and the snow-white hue filled the entire space. A professional guide led Mei Jiu in choosing her wedding dress.

Izayoi Mirai stood not far away, waiting. He could clearly see the joy in Miku's eyes, like a galaxy in the night sky, bright and dazzling.

He sighed. The conventional moral values ​​that had flowed from ancient times to the present bound him. They were something that had been etched into his bones by two lifetimes, like a mountain standing in front of him, which would be difficult for an ordinary person to muster the courage to climb over.

He is now like a backpacker halfway up a mountain, longing for the view from the top but also worried about falling and dying.

But doesn't Miku fear these things? The prejudice of the world and the criticism of idle people are even harder for a girl to bear, let alone an idol. This would be devastating to her career.

As Izayoi watched Miku carefully choosing her wedding dress, the complex emotions in her eyes faded, replaced by a resolute expression. In truth, the answer had already been in his heart, but he had been running away from it. Could he possibly accept having another brother-in-law?

After figuring it out, it was as if he had been freed from his shackles. Izayoi Mirai felt much more relaxed. He walked to Izayoi Miku's side and took her hand.

Miku Izayoi looked somewhat surprised, and she leaned gently against Mirai Izayoi's chest: "Which one do you think looks better?"

"Try this ball gown." Yushou Mirai pointed to a wedding dress next to her with a very voluminous skirt when the petticoat was open. Ball gown style wedding dresses are very suitable for women with fuller upper bodies like Miku.

Although surprised by the similar appearances of the two, it is not uncommon for family members to accompany them when choosing a wedding dress. The sales assistant was only slightly surprised and immediately took Mei Jiu to try on the wedding dress.

During this time, Yosuke Mirai, who was waiting outside, felt a little uneasy for the first time. He didn't know what he was nervous about, but the emotions that were about to burst forth in his heart made him want to do something.

It felt like an extremely long time had passed before Miku Izayoi finally appeared.

A light veil draped gently over her long purple hair, adorned with a pale pink flower. A pure white gauze dress clung to her upper body, perfectly accentuating her full curves, tapering down to her waist to outline her slender figure. The dress was embellished with beautiful hot-fix rhinestones and crystals, which sparkled dazzlingly under the lights.

Miku wore silk gloves and held a bouquet of white flowers in her hands. Her skirt flared out below her waist, with layers of pleats and lace that added a sense of depth.

Miku lightly lifted her skirt, her face breaking into a smile, as radiant as a blooming flower:

Is it pretty?

Bringing him back to his senses to Miku's voice, Izayoi Mirai's eyes practically overflowed with amazement as he sincerely exclaimed in admiration:

"It's exceptionally beautiful."

"Really?" Miku swayed her skirt, then looked at Izayoi Mirai expectantly. "Then, can we take pictures next?"

Do you want to take wedding photos?

Yuuyo Mirai hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said to the sales assistant, "Please prepare a suit for me."

The sales assistant took his measurements and went to get the clothes, looking a little flustered before leaving.

Large wedding dress shops always offer a full range of services. For example, nowadays, whether it's setting up the backdrop or hiring a photographer, everything is readily available.

Pavilions and towers, summer beaches, towering mountains...

They wanted to try every possible background, and the sales assistant next to them was trembling. They must be siblings, right?

This is so...exciting!

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.

Shiori Itsuka walked down the street, utterly exhausted. She leaned slumped against a bench by the roadside, touching her swollen belly, feeling as if she were about to die.

She first ate with Tohka, then ate with Kurumi after shopping for clothes, and just now she watched a movie with Origami Tobiichi, who stuffed her mouth full of popcorn. Now her stomach is about to burst.

The future is still the best.

She thought that of the four people, only the future had stopped feeding her. If she had a choice, she would like to spend all her time from now on dating the future!

Well, let's hurry over there. Don't keep him waiting too long. She feels bad for standing him up for so long.

She got up and walked towards the aquarium.

Strangely enough, Kotori didn't urge her to hurry up. Did she have a change of heart?

Shiori Itsuka arrived at the aquarium, but after searching the entire place, she still couldn't find Mirai Izayoi.

"That's strange. Did he wait too long and just leave?"

“No.” Kotori, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. “After you left, his sister came over, and he went to find his sister.”

"So he went home with his sister?" Itsuka Shiori breathed a sigh of relief. It would be easier with one less person, but a faint sense of loss still rose in her heart.

She touched her belly and muttered, "Really, you left without even telling me. Kotori, why didn't you tell me? You made me come all this way for nothing."

“No, he hasn’t left yet,” Kotori stammered. “They’re out shopping around here.”

"Going shopping? Buying clothes?"

"More or less." Kotori stammered for a while before finally saying, "However, they bought a wedding dress and are taking wedding photos now."

"His sister is getting married?"

"It seems so, but the target is him."

"What did you say?!"

Shiori Itsuka's voice rose eight octaves, her tone filled with disbelief: "He's going to marry his sister? Could it be his cousin?"

“She’s my older sister.” Kotori’s tone became much more cheerful after saying it. “What’s so surprising? They’re just siblings. There are siblings in the games we use to train you.”

“But that’s fake.” Itsuka Shiori still couldn’t accept it. “How could he lay a hand on his own sister?”

Kotori, biting a pearl, mumbled, "What's wrong with siblings? Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, aren't they all normal things?"

"No, no, no, let's forget about orthopedics, but gay and lesbian relationships are clearly a niche market."

"Shiori, you know a lot."

Kotori's laughter came through the earpiece, "But, Shiori, I have some good news for you to hear."

"Yūshou Mirai's older sister is also a spirit, which means she is also your target."

Kotori teased, "How about it? Aren't you excited to be able to have both a brother and a sister?"

"Something just feels off."

Shiori Itsuka wouldn't admit that she did feel a sense of relief just now.

"Kotori, show me the way. I'm going to meet some new spirits."

Guided by Kotori Itsuka, Shiori quickly arrived at the wedding dress shop.

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.

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