Sister Rescue Plan

Although it was late at night, Yosuke Mirai was not sleepy at all. He simply turned on the light and began to study his next move.

With no worries about the future, he's now full of energy, figuring he can mess things up no matter how much he tries.

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 dawn broke, Yoyo Future, who had stayed up all night, was full of energy and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Before long, a sleepy-eyed Miku followed the scent and walked over, skillfully hugging Yoshou Mirai from behind, her nose twitching.

Besides the meaty aroma of bacon, there's also a woody scent and a faint smell of blood.

"Are you injured?"

Miku's sleepiness vanished instantly. She pulled open Yoyo Mirai's clothes, and the fine, tadpole-like characters came into view.

She couldn't understand what the writing was, so she followed the lines and stripped Yoshimi Miku's upper body naked. The words strung together formed a blurry picture.

Miku pondered for a long time, unable to make out what the drawing was. She reached for Izayoi Mirai's waistband, where the words extended vertically downwards, clearly indicating that the waist was not the end point.

Izayoi Mirai grabbed her hand. "Just kidding, how can you take off my pants?"

"When did you start getting tattoos? They look pretty good. What do these words mean?"

"This is Sanskrit, just some Buddhist scriptures that I like."

Yushou vaguely mentioned that the Sanskrit on his body was not only from "The Awakener's Handbook," but also mostly from the book of Joyful Zen.

Yesterday, he had a sudden inspiration: enhancement magic requires too much physical enhancement, and once the magic supply is stopped, the body will revert to its original form. Although the "Awakener's Handbook" contains content on physical enhancement, it is not emphasized and is only mentioned occasionally. So, could the two be combined?

After a sudden inspiration, Yosuke Mirai studied all night and added the strengthening content of the Vajra in the Kanjani Zen. As the saying goes, the Vajra is used as a metaphor to take two meanings: one is the solidity of the self, and the other is the sharpness of the action.

It's entirely possible to extend this from a localized area to the entire region.

He haphazardly concocted this spell and it actually succeeded, and the effect was quite good. At least now he could feel his physical fitness slowly improving. The only drawback was that it was constantly consuming magic power.

However, this was not a drawback for Yosuke Mirai. He picked up Miku and took a few deep breaths like he was petting a cat, and his magic power was immediately replenished.

Chapter 000 End of Extra Update

I originally planned to post five chapters, but I overestimated my writing speed, so I'll just post four. Looking at the updates of the top writers on the leaderboard, I really don't know how they manage to write so many words a day. Compared to them, mine doesn't even count as a burst of updates. I even asked my roommate to bring me two bags of coffee, but it didn't help. I'm already starting to feel sleepy, and if I continue writing, I can't guarantee the quality. Readers who are waiting for the next chapter, go to sleep.

good night.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: I Like You

For several days in a row, Westcott made no move. Izayoi Mirai contacted Shiori and the others to help keep an eye on DEM's movements, but they found nothing.

He wasn't in a hurry, but he didn't want to drag it out until he returned from the mission world. Who knew how many worlds he would have to go through, or how long it would take? What if he became indifferent to things after a long time?

A gentleman never holds a grudge overnight. Just like when he took down the producer before going to the mission world, he wanted to settle his score first this time.

Just as he was plotting his revenge, Miku came over with a fruit platter containing sliced ​​apples. She skewered a piece with a toothpick and held it to Yoshou Mirai's lips.

As Yosuke Miku was biting into an apple, she pulled Miku into her arms. Miku then used a toothpick to skewer pieces of apple and fed them to him one by one.

Neither of them went to class. Izayoi Mirai asked for leave because she was injured in the space earthquake disaster a few days ago. Since she didn't see anyone at the time, and with her ability to hint, the homeroom teacher, Okamine Tamae, easily approved the leave.

She doesn't want to go to Miku's place, and it's more convenient for her; she just needs to tell the teacher.

That's right. Although he's no longer worried about Westcott plotting against him from the shadows, he still doesn't plan to go to school. In a few days, he won't be able to see Miku for a long time, so of course he wants to take a good look at her.

After confirming their relationship, their life at home was nothing like what was described in erotic novels or adult anime, where they indulged in nightly revelry and had three meals a day.

Aside from the occasional kiss, they are mostly relaxed with each other. Before their relationship was defined, even though they were like siblings, there were always some concerns and things to avoid between them, but now there is no need for that.

They spent their days reading, practicing martial arts, cooking, and cuddling. Except for the occasional pang of conscience that Izayoi Mirai felt whenever she saw the lucky charm, their life couldn't be more perfect.

He held Miku in his arms and leaned back on the sofa, looking languid. It seemed like just sibling intimacy, but in reality, he was cultivating.

The technique he named "King Kong" that could continuously strengthen the body required magical energy. The closer he got to Miku, the faster he cultivated. When he kissed Miku, he could directly absorb spiritual energy and convert it. So he was indeed doing something serious during this time.

After cuddling for a while, Miku went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Izayoi Mirai sat on the sofa. Suddenly, her phone received an email from Itsuka Shiori.

Izayoi Mirai glanced in the direction of the kitchen, feeling inexplicably guilty. She opened her email, which read: "Are you free now? School just let out, want to go out for a walk?"

He was considering whether to accept. He had recently asked Shiori to contact Chaviscot through Fraxinus. If he didn't accept, it would seem like he was only using Shiori as a tool and then ignoring her. If he accepted, he would be letting down his sister and Medea, because he did have some feelings for Shiori.

Without realizing it, he had already forgotten his original purpose for approaching Shiori. Firstly, she was a girl, not a guy, and secondly, Miku wouldn't be seduced by anyone else. He only needed to improve his strength to seduce Mio Takamiya.

Then let's accept it. Yosuke Mirai has made her decision. Maybe when she goes out, she can lure out Ellen and the others.

"Sister, I have to go out for a bit."

"be careful on the road."

"understood."

Yoyo Mirai responded, then suddenly remembered something, "Sister, be careful when you're home alone."

Miku poked her head out from the kitchen, looking somewhat puzzled.

"This is the first time we've been apart in so many days. Some rats hiding in the gutter might come out. Call me if you need anything."

"I understand." Miku nodded, clenching her little fist. "If they dare to show themselves, I'll smash their dog heads in."

Reassured, Izayoi Mirai left for the plaza in front of Tengu City Station, where she had arranged to meet Shiori.

He walked very fast and arrived at the agreed location in less than ten minutes. Shiori was already there, feeding the pigeons.

He tiptoed up behind her and suddenly called out, "Shiori."

Shizhi was startled, and the pigeon feed fell from her hand, startling a flock of white pigeons.

"You scared me!" Shiori patted the crumbs off her hands, slightly annoyed, and punched him a few times, but quickly smiled, as bright as the sun.

Izayoi Mirai felt her heart skip a beat, and she lowered her head.

Shiori stopped what she was doing and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's just that my conscience is tormenting me." Izayoi Mirai raised her head, her brown eyes as pure as a newborn fawn's, and she was acutely aware of the fact that she was a scumbag.

"I forgive you." Shiori smiled, her eyes crinkling. She thought that Izayoi Mirai was feeling guilty for scaring her earlier, so she reached out and took Izayoi Mirai's hand. "Let's go shopping."

She touched Yosuke Mirai's palm, and a blush spread from her ears to her neck. Shiori suppressed her wildly beating heart and pretended to pull forward nonchalantly.

However, it didn't move.

She turned around, somewhat puzzled, but Yoyo Mirai's face remained expressionless.

"Shiori." Izayoi Mirai let her hold her hand, looking at her calmly. "Do you really like me? Or is it just because of a mission assigned by someone else?"

He didn't ask before because he didn't care and was worried that Mio Takamiya might do something, but now it's different. He's not afraid of Mio Takamiya, and he feels that he needs to find out the truth.

On Fraxinus, Kotori Itsuka was furious, jumping up and down: "How did he even know about this? Who let it slip?!"

The men below protested, "Commander, we've only met him once, when he boarded the ship last time. And that killer didn't dare say a word to him, how could he have let something slip!"

Kotori Itsuka thought it made sense, but it only made her more anxious.

Did they get the information from Tohka? Or is someone pulling strings behind the scenes?

She now desperately wants to find the person who told Yushou Mirai and smash their head open with an axe!

"Kotori, calm down." Reine kept staring at the screen. "[The Magician]'s favorability rating hasn't dropped much."

Izayoi Mirai wasn't really angry. Shiori had been observing his attitude all along. He just wanted to get to the bottom of things, not to take her shyness as an admission or her sympathy as affection. That was all.

"I……"

Shiori lowered her head, her fingers nervously gripping the hem of her skirt. Her face was flushed, like an apple, and she whispered...

"like."

Youxiao Mirai's lips curled slightly: "What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Shiori took a few deep breaths, mustered her courage, raised her head, and said earnestly, word by word, to Izayoi Mirai: "I like you. It has nothing to do with anyone else's assignment. Even if Kotori and the others no longer ask me to capture the spirits, I still like you."

This time, it was Izayoi Mirai's turn to be a little shy. He looked into Shiori's bright eyes and reached out to touch her head.

boom!

The piercing gunshots echoed in front of the square, startling a flock of white doves into flight, and a severed arm fell to the ground.

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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Chapter Forty: Do you mind...?

Shiori's smile froze as crimson blood splattered on her face, like blooming red spider lilies, breathtakingly red.

Screams erupted from the crowd as they scurried about like headless flies, but without exception, they all kept their distance from the pool of blood and the people around it.

On Fraxinus, Kotori Itsuka jumped up from her seat: "Are they crazy?! Using sniper rifles to kill elves in the middle of the city!"

A tremendous fear gripped Shiori's heart: "You..."

When she tried to speak, she realized that her throat was dry and she could barely make a sound, and her legs were trembling.

"Don't worry, it's just a severed hand."

Yushou Mirai's face was unusually pale, due to pain and excessive blood loss. The broken ends revealed pale bone fragments, and the muscle at the wound site hung there like tattered cotton wool. Blood gushed out like a spring, quickly pooling into a small puddle on the ground.

He picked up his severed hand and put it into his personal space. With current medical technology, it could be reattached without any problem. The question now was whether DEM would give him the time.

He drew a sword, held it in his left hand, and twirled it a few times, his posture and movements completely distorted.

This is not just because of the excruciating pain. Losing a hand has a significant impact on a person. The loss of balance between limbs undoubtedly affects combat effectiveness. Not to mention that right-handed people need to go through a period of adaptation to fight with their left hand.

Several figures flew in from the sky: Ellen and the members of AST. They were wearing display devices and hovering in the air, watching intently. Origami Tobiichi was among them, looking at the two people below, especially Shiori, with a frown.

Yoyo Mirai smirked. He couldn't beat any of those guys in the sky right now, let alone with Ellen there.