Sister Rescue Plan

A bar chart appears on the screen, plotting Yoshou Mirai's favorability at different times with time and numerical values ​​as axes.

"really--"

Kotori Itsuka's gaze lingered on a spot: the moment when Mirai Izayoi kissed Shiori. Their affection level had already exceeded the standard for sealing. So why wasn't his spiritual power sealed, but instead became even stronger?

Kotori Itsuka recalled the flames that had previously ignited on Mirai Izayoi's body. Was that clearly her spiritual power, or some strange artifact? Was it only Mirai Izayoi who was like that, or was it—

Was their plan wrong?

Lingyin sighed almost imperceptibly. Anyone who saw Youxiao's future performance would find it hard to believe that he wasn't an elf. Only she knew that he was just a fake, and of course, it was impossible to seal him. Moreover, he was unwilling to accept the spirit crystal.

Should we find a moment when they're about to kiss and secretly slip the spirit crystal inside?

Lingyin pondered the feasibility of this plan.

At the station, after putting the earphones back into Shiori's ears, Izayoi Mirai didn't put her hand down, but gently stroked her face.

Shiori was a little shy; the area where she had been touched started to feel hot. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible: "What are you doing?"

"Let's just forget about it?"

Izayoi Mirai hesitated for a moment, "We're still outside."

???

Shiori stared at him, puzzled.

Looking at her incredibly pure appearance, Youxiao Mirai couldn't bear to corrupt her mind. Girls like this are rare these days, so she should cherish them.

Suddenly, his body froze; the familiar he had sent out had already found Westcott.

He patted Shiori's head and said, "Alright, it's getting late. You must be tired after all that's happened. Go back and rest. I'll start classes tomorrow."

"Oh."

Shiori nodded obediently, "Then I'll go back first."

Yosuke waved to her, and Shiori suddenly turned around:

Be very careful!

After saying that, he jogged away.

Is it easy to guess?

Yosuke Mirai shrugged, gripping her spear tightly, her smile carrying a sinister edge.

He rushed to the place where the familiar had sent the message.

Westcott, I'm here to kill you.

Chapter 42 No OO allowed in the classroom

When a long spear fell from the sky and pinned Westcott to the ground, the suspense was over, and the matter was concluded.

Izayoi Mirai knocked out the people around her, woke them up one by one, and used suggestion to dilute the relevant memories. Then she knocked them out again and threw them into different places. When they woke up, they would doubt that they had a vague dream and go to the hospital for a check-up because of their sudden fainting.

After stuffing the corpse into his personal space, Izayoi Mirai left. Kotori and the others would take care of the cameras for him; he just needed to go home and be with his sister.

The next day, Izayoi went to school for the first time in a long time, and Miku was still very unhappy. It would be so nice to stay at home and enjoy some time alone with her; she would never get tired of it!

However, her long-held beliefs prevented her from saying things like, "Don't go to school, I'll support you," since she herself was in school, even though whether she was paying attention in class was another matter.

After a long, almost suffocating kiss goodbye, the two parted reluctantly and went to their respective schools.

Izayoi Mirai thought that Origami Tobiichi wouldn't be able to resist making a move when she saw him, after all, she had promised to teach her how to win over Shiori, but he ended up making the move himself, and he still felt a little guilty about it.

However, he didn't see Origami. Origami, who usually always had Shiori's origami glued to her, didn't come to class today.

"It appears she has been placed in solitary confinement by AST personnel."

Shiori said with some concern, "DEM seems to be the financial backer of AST. Origami attacked Ellen and may face a military court."

"Is the problem serious?" Izayoi Mirai asked softly. "Do you need my help?"

He planned to wait until he returned from the mission to see if he could intervene. Perhaps with his strength at that time, he could easily save someone. However, Shiori clearly misunderstood his meaning.

She shook her head: "No need, Kotori said she's trying to figure it out."

Elliot's power is not bad either. He can at least own a warship like Fraxinus and provide the money and supplies needed for dating the elves. This is something that has no return. It is a bottomless pit of money. If he can afford to provide it and get the other shareholders to agree, Elliot's business is not small.

In Japan, money talks, and capital reigns supreme.

However, this means Origami will probably have to join Fraxinus as well. After poaching DEM's members, are they starting to poach AST now? Izayoi Mirai stroked her chin and suddenly remembered that Kannazuki was also an AST.

Shiori poked Izayoi Mirai, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You should do less of those kinds of things, it's not good."

Although she knew Shiori was talking about murder, Izayoi Mirai couldn't help but ask, "What kind of thing are you talking about?"

Shiori blushed.

The two were very close to each other. Since they were in a classroom, they couldn't talk too loudly about origami. Without realizing it, they got closer and closer until now, they were leaning on Yosuke Mirai's desk and could feel each other's breathing.

Is that so?

As Yosuke Mirai spoke, she suddenly leaned closer and lightly touched Shiori's pink lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

What are you doing!

Shiori shyly covered her face, her delicate earlobes blushing and shimmering with light.

Izayoi Mirai gently breathed into her ear: "Don't you like it?"

How could I possibly say I like it!

Shiori buried her head on the table and refused to look up.

"Ahem." Ms. Okamine Tamae, walking into the classroom, felt like she'd been hit with a bombshell. This girl had only been in the class a short time and already had a girlfriend! Thinking about her own age, this mature teacher couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She cleared her throat and said in a serious tone:

"I know that the restlessness of adolescence is inevitable at your age, but you still need to be mindful of the impact, after all, the classroom is a public place."

Amidst a chorus of teasing and jeers, Shiori buried her head even deeper.

During class, Shiori couldn't concentrate at all. She touched her lips a few times, and thinking of Izayoi Mirai's actions, her face started to burn again.

The first time was too sudden; her mind went blank, and she remembered nothing at all. The second time was too fast, and she still didn't feel anything.

But how could I possibly say something like that out loud! Am I supposed to expect her to initiate a kiss?!

Shiori would chuckle secretly for a moment, then blush with embarrassment, while Ms. Kozuma, who was watching all of this from the podium, didn't want to say anything.

After school, the shy Shiori insisted on not walking with Izayoi Mirai and ran away quickly by herself. With Kotori and Reine watching from the sky, Izayoi Mirai wasn't worried about her safety. However, he had originally wanted to visit Shiori's house, as he had longed to see the legendary protagonist's house for a long time.

When he got home, Miku was already waiting for him; he didn't know if she had left early or had just returned quickly.

Yoyo Mirai put down her schoolbag, hugged Miku, and buried her head in her chest.

Miku was somewhat surprised by his initiative, but she still gently hugged his head to better provide the chest pillow service.

Her voice was soft as she stroked Mirai's back: "Why do you suddenly want to act cute with your older sister?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt like doing it."

Izayoi Mirai put her arm around Miku's waist; Miku usually does this, but today it's the other way around.

After rubbing against her for a while, he poked his head out and got close to Miku's face. Izayoi Mirai stared at those alluring red lips and licked her lips: "Sister, I'm a little thirsty."

He made a clicking sound.

That night, after many years, Yushou Mirai slept with Miku. Since he was twelve years old, he had always slept in a separate room from Miku. At first, he was a little uncomfortable, but he gradually got used to it. Even when Miku complained that she was afraid of thunder, he still slept on a makeshift bed on the floor.

Listening to the soft, even breathing beside him, Yosuke Mirai felt a sense of peace and tenderness. He stroked Miku's hair, kissed her forehead, and crawled out of bed.

There was no point in staying any longer; he had rested long enough. Yushou Mirai returned to her room and checked the weapons, food, and medicine in her personal storage space, especially whether she had brought a cotton-padded coat.

Although I'm not so afraid of the cold anymore, if I were thrown into an environment like the North or South Pole, I would still need to turn on a clean fire to ensure a sufficient temperature. If the situation were critical, I would be like a target.

After verifying that everything was correct, he gave the following command to the system:

"System, initiate the mission world teleportation. Also, use the identity card."

"Ding! Command confirmed, initiating teleportation."

"Identity card has been used. Inserting identity card."

"Identity insertion complete."

The scenery before her eyes shifted, and Izayoi Mirai appeared in a simple room.

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.

And so, a new world began.

After much deliberation, I decided to cut the hot spring episode because I was afraid I would get too carried away and it would be taken down. It's a shame that the canned herring I prepared could only be used in this volume.

Chapter One: Of course, a erotic dream must involve blood.

The room was very clean, so clean that there was only a bed, the window was open, and a few cardboard boxes were placed in the room.

It was nighttime. Izayoi glanced out the window; it was dark and gloomy. The clock in the room pointed to eight o'clock. Whether it was an illusion or not, a gloomy atmosphere permeated the room.

He turned on the light, opened the cardboard box, and found pots and pans, clothes, bed sheets and other household items, as well as a stack of math books and notebooks.

He opened the system panel, but the tasks were still filled with question marks, and there was no information about the current world: "System, which world is this? Why haven't the tasks been updated yet?"

"The beginner mode has ended. Please explore the background on your own. Missions will be issued after you encounter the main characters."

"Tsk, is it because I've ignored you for too long that you're angry?"

"This is the normal operating procedure of the system. Please do not attempt to use backdoors."

"You won't even do it if you pay a fee?"

"I won't do it!"

"Tsk." Izayoi Mirai crossed her arms. Even spending money on in-game purchases didn't work. It seemed she really had to rely on herself.