Sister Rescue Plan

“It’s very simple.” Izayoi Mirai took a step forward, looking directly into her eyes. “If you grant his wish, but he ends up with someone else, and you never see each other again, would you still be willing to heal him?”

Sayaka's body trembled, and Izayoi Mirai continued, "The person you like must be very outstanding, right? So they must attract other girls, right?"

Yuuyo Mirai smiled, especially when feelings first blossomed. In a girl's eyes, the person she likes is naturally radiant and perfect in every way. His recklessness is seen as bravery, his indifference as handsomeness, and his indecisiveness as gentleness. Of course, she will feel anxious and insecure.

Sayaka's fists clenched involuntarily. The thought of Kyosuke Kamijou with someone else made her heart ache. The answer was obvious, but she didn't like herself like that; it made her seem too despicable.

Mami Tomoe pulled at Mirai Izayoi, and the others noticed that Sayaka's expression was off: "Cousin, you're pushing us too hard."

Yushou Mirai chuckled softly, "Of course, you should think things through as soon as possible. I'm helping her out here."

He regretted fighting so easily earlier. If he had gotten injured or something and then healed, Sayaka's situation would probably be much more secure. He could then teach her healing magic in exchange for having her keep an eye on Madoka and prevent Kyubey from causing trouble. However, it would seem too abrupt to say it directly now.

Let's save it for next time.

Mami Tomoe tried to ease the tension: "These kinds of things are really hard to decide. Take your time to think about it."

Cupid wagged his tail: "As far as I'm concerned, the sooner the better."

“Boys who are too impatient are disliked.” Mami Tomoe changed the subject. “Cousin, you suddenly left during class this morning. Was something urgent?”

“Your sister-in-law is here, I’ll go greet her,” Izayoi Mirai replied casually. He stared at Kyubey, wondering if this guy was actually male. A certain idea flashed through his mind, but he didn’t grasp it.

"Oh? Then I'll have to pay her a visit when I have time," Mami Tomoe said with a smile. "To win your heart, your wife must be very beautiful, right?"

“Of course,” Izayoi Mirai replied, then suddenly shuddered. “When you go, be careful not to let it slip. She doesn’t know I’m operating on three fronts.”

Mami Tomoe paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "So, cousin, what price are you planning to pay to shut me up?"

“You can name your terms,” said Yushou Mirai with considerable confidence. “I’m not short of money.”

"Were you short of money the other day?" Mami Tomoe's eyes widened. "Cousin, could it be that you were actually being kept by a sugar daddy? And that you were cheating on her with her money?"

"How could that be? I still have some principles, okay!" Izayoi Mirai realized that what she had just said was a bit misleading. "The three of them are all people who are not short of money."

"Cousin, you actually gave in to my soft approach! And three bowls at that!"

Izayoi Mirai wanted to refute, but suddenly realized that nothing was wrong. In Type-Moon, the money was obtained through Medea, while in her own world, the money was earned by her sister. It seemed that she might really be living off her sister.

"I'm not going to argue with you anymore, it's hard to explain." Feeling embarrassed that a middle school girl had seen through her, not to mention there were two others beside her, Iyuki Mirai decided to leave first, "I still need to buy some things."

Mami waved her hand, smiling like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "Well then, cousin, see you tomorrow."

Chapter Sixteen: Have you ever played with dolls? I mean...

When Izayoi Mirai returned home, Medea had already prepared the meal. She was still wearing her shirt and a coat, sitting quietly and dignifiedly on the sofa. All the debris left from the morning's fight had been cleaned up. Apart from the damage that could not be repaired due to a lack of materials, the house was as clean as possible.

Whether it's the arrangement of tables, chairs, and bookshelves, or the laying of carpets and curtains, everything has been carefully arranged to conceal the battle marks that are scattered throughout the house. In addition, the perfectly timed, steaming hot food on the table makes Medea's wifely charm practically overflow.

The thought of having cheated on such a wonderful wife caused Yosuke Mirai a pang of conscience, but confessing was impossible, absolutely impossible. If Medea found out, the virtuous wife and loving mother would instantly transform into a monstrous demon, and Yosuke Mirai's head would be smashed to pieces.

Thinking of the potentially tragic future, his eyelids twitched. He casually hugged Medea, led her to the dining table to eat together, and praised her cooking skills.

"I feel that you've become much more enthusiastic, Future Lord."

Medea's seemingly unintentional words made Izayoi Mirai's heart skip a beat. He smiled calmly and moved a little closer to Medea: "Because I haven't seen Medea for a long time, I can't help myself."

He secretly warned himself that he couldn't be too enthusiastic, or he would be suspected of being guilty; nor could he be too indifferent, or he would be found to be abnormal. He recalled all the plot twists and turns he had seen in his previous life and carefully avoided them. For this meal, Yosuke Mirai had used up all the emotional intelligence and IQ he had accumulated in his two lifetimes.

After finishing her meal, Medea took the materials that Izayoi Mirai had just bought to create androids into the house and pushed Izayoi Mirai out.

"Future adults, you must understand the modesty of young ladies." Medea smiled and closed the door.

Yushou Mirai breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Medea was different from Kiyohime; she wasn't a human lie detector, or things would have gone awry. He suddenly remembered the reward for completing this series of missions: all mission worlds were open and the time was unified. So, he could place Medea in a safe world? As long as he didn't give himself away in his words, it would be fine.

He suddenly felt that the system was really thoughtful, and that it had probably foreseen that he would be on a good ship, and specially designed the reward.

"As expected, System, even though you're usually incredibly arrogant, you still love me."

"??? What's wrong with you?" The system's disdainful voice rang out from his mind. "How can I, who doesn't even have a physical body, make you aroused? How perverted do you have to be?"

Yushou Mirai didn't care about the system's sharp tongue, taking it as just tsundere behavior.

The waiting time was unexpectedly short, only two hours, before the door was pushed open and Medea came out.

"Medea, what's going on?"

At this moment, Medea was not wearing the clothes of Izayoi Mirai, but was wrapped in a bed sheet. The thin fabric could not hide her graceful figure. On the contrary, her porcelain-like skin was faintly visible between the half-covered and half-revealed parts, making her exceptionally alluring.

Medea opened the door a crack, and inside lay not the Illya that Izayoi Mirai had imagined, but Medea dressed in his clothes.

He realized that the one lying on the ground was the Medea he had created, while the body in front of him was one that Medea herself had created.

Are you not satisfied with my cooking?

“Not at all.” Some stray strands of hair fell down, and Medea exuded a delicate jasmine fragrance. “This is the best gift I’ve ever received, but you must also consider a young girl’s sense of shame.”

Youxiao Mirai understood that he knew everything about her, inside and out, and had measured every inch of her skin. This was hard for the girl, whose relationship had not yet crossed that line, to accept.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight."

Izayoi Mirai touched Medea's hair, the silky texture making him love it. He suddenly realized that his skills were no match for Medea's.

Regardless of the adaptability of magic, her smooth hair, milky skin, and intoxicating fragrance are far superior to the crudely made doll he had created.

The difference between the two is like the difference between a domestically made 100-yuan figurine and an SD doll that costs tens of thousands of yuan.

Smelling the fragrance emanating from Medea, Izayoi Mirai felt a little distracted. The "sage mode" she had previously experienced from crafting the figure was gone. Although the structure should be similar, Medea's body was once again full of charm for her, arousing her desire to explore.

That's just a minor psychological issue. It's like melting chocolate and coiling it up like a snake; you don't want to eat it anymore, but chocolate is still chocolate, and you'll still eat chocolate in its normal shape.

As Mirai lovingly caressed and played with her, a feeling of shyness crept up her spine, and a strange sensation filled her body. However, Medea did not want to refuse him, which made her somewhat at a loss. Her eyes became a little watery, and her voice was soft: "Mirai-sama."

Her calls startled Mirai Izayoi awake. He then realized that his actions had gone too far and quickly released her hand: "Sorry, Medea."

“No need to apologize, and no need to hold back.” Medea leaned closer, her curvaceous body pressing against her, her passionate breath carrying an intoxicating fragrance. “Everything I have belongs to the future master. You just need to do as you wish.”

This statement was incredibly powerful; at least Yosuke Mirai could sense his brother's rising spirits, but now was not the time.

He certainly didn't rule out developing a closer relationship with Medea; in fact, he was looking forward to it. But he was currently preoccupied with various matters—the mission, Kyubey, and the upcoming Witch's Night—and didn't have much time to spend with Medea, which wasn't good.

At least when there is enough time, such as when this mission is completed. Although he cannot return to the main world, he can rest for a while before starting the next mission.

Amid Medea's gasp, he lifted her up by the waist, gently placed her on the bed, wrapped her in the blanket, and kissed her as she looked on in bewilderment.

Having lost her Heroic Spirit's body, Medea's newborn body was as weak as an ordinary person's without any spells being cast. Her lung capacity was nowhere near that of Yoru Izayoi, and she was somewhat oxygen-deprived and dizzy, as if she were drunk.

Izayoi Mirai finally let her go. Seeing her adorable expression as she breathed heavily, Izayoi Mirai felt a surge of desire again. He kissed Medea's cheek.

"Good night."

Medea buried her head in the blankets in embarrassment.

"Good night."

Chapter Seventeen: Why Do You Want Everyone?

Araki Ren rushed over early in the morning. Although Izayoi Mirai told her to come back in a couple of days, she couldn't contain her excitement at the thought of that wonderful world soon opening up to her, and she couldn't even concentrate on her work.

However, she missed her target.

She knocked gently on the door, which was in terrible condition and collapsed with a crash. She cautiously went inside and called out a few times, but there was no response. Clearly, no one was home.

Just as she was preparing to wait here for her master and mistress, a small white beast appeared out of nowhere, darted onto the sofa, and looked up at her. Although its mouth didn't move, a strange voice resounded in her heart:

"Oh, beautiful lady, would you like to sign a contract with me and become a magical girl?"

What is this thing? It can even talk!

Araki Ren looked at Kyubey curiously. Was it Master's pet? It was quite cute.

She later learned about Buddhism, where famous Arhats and Bodhisattvas would subdue rare and exotic beasts as mounts or pets. Perhaps this one was similar.

Araki Ren reached out to touch Kyubey, who didn't resist and looked quite comfortable with its eyes half-closed. It wagged its tail and said, "How about it? Want to sign a contract with me? You can touch me as much as you want if you want."

"You mean magical girls in those children's anime? Please spare me, I'm way past the age of liking transformations."

"But it can grant any wish."

Kewpie smiled, much like a member of a pyramid scheme making empty promises.

"So, what is the price?"

Araki Ren released Kyubey, sensing something was amiss. The intuition left behind by Araya Souren was warning her that something far colder lay hidden beneath the little beast's adorable exterior.

She was somewhat afraid; facing this unfamiliar creature, despite its small size, she might not be a match for it.

Kyubey tilted his head and stared at Ren Araki: "You need to deal with something dangerous..."

Before it could finish speaking, it stopped, jumped off the sofa, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only a voice in Araki Ren's heart: "When you have a wish to make, I will appear again."

Finally, they left. Araki Ren's legs felt weak. When she equated Kyubey with those ghosts and monsters, she couldn't help but feel afraid.

"What's wrong, Araki Ren?"

Izayoi Mirai returned, holding Medea's hand. "Are you in such a hurry?"

"Master's wife, do you have any pets? They're white and very small."

"Don't call me 'Master's Wife'!"

Amid Medea's snickering beside her, Izayoi Mirai's eyes twitched. "Is that thing you're talking about trying to get you to sign a contract with it? Ignore it. It's no good. Once you sign the contract, you're really finished. Next time you see it, don't wait for it to speak, just smash its head in. It won't do anything to you."

"Oh."

Araki Ren nodded as if she understood, and stopped talking about it. Instead, she turned her attention to Izayoi Mirai and Araki: "Did you two go out for a sweet time early in the morning? How enviable."

"Ahem, what are you thinking about?"

Yosuke Mirai coughed lightly. Of course, he wouldn't say that the two of them went to the bank. He had forgotten to go last night, but he was really penniless now. Fortunately, the bank wasn't open yet, so he took Medea there. They spent a lot of time replenishing their mana along the way.

He checked the time and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it," said Araki Ren. "I appreciate your kindness, Master's wife."

"You're overthinking it. I ate it too."

Yosuke Mirai said, "How about this, I'll go to work, and Medea, you teach her cultivation."

Before leaving, he secretly slipped a piece of paper to Medea. It contained the complete "Fearlessness". Although Medea hadn't had time to learn it yet, it didn't matter. The first step in Buddhist practice is meditation. Whether the method is counting breaths, chanting Buddha's name, or visualization, the goal is to enter a state of samadhi. Medea already knew this when she was studying breath counting meditation with him. She could learn "Fearlessness" while Araki Ren was meditating.