Sister Rescue Plan

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.

A golden hand grabbed a giant moth and slammed it to the ground. Several smaller moths swarmed over, their menacing mouthparts opening to reveal two rows of sharp, fine teeth, tearing at Yuzuriha Mirai.

The firelight burned his body and the moths in his hands to ashes, but his back was already injured and covered in blood.

Milky white lines appeared on the body, the bleeding stopped, the muscles began to contract, the wound closed, and it healed quickly.

"Cousin, do you also have healing abilities?"

Mami Tomoe stopped holding the ribbon.

“Of course.” Izayoi Mirai nodded. “I only learned it in the last two days. I’ll take care of the healing from now on. Asami, you should use less magic.”

"Ok."

Mami Tomoe nodded. Indeed, whenever she used magic, her Soul Gem would become cloudy.

Izayoi Mirai glanced at Sayaka, who seemed lost in thought. He had said those words specifically to her, and even the wounds on his body were ones that he had reopened himself.

With the [King Kong] technique continuously strengthened for so long, not only has his physical fitness improved, but his skin has also become much tougher. In such a short time, those few moths that were specially released could at most bite through his skin, but it wouldn't be that serious.

Now, he's just waiting for her to come to him.

"It has no Seed of Lamentation, it is just a familiar."

Mami Tomoe sighed, saying with some concern, "I feel like the frequency of incidents has been increasing these past few days. When did the number of familiars in this city become so rampant?"

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Izayoi Mirai looked at Tomoe Mami, "Witch's Night is coming."

"It seems your news is true." Mami Tomoe's lips twitched, but she didn't laugh. The so-called Witch's Night is a huge disaster composed of multiple witches. Fighting Witch's Night is extremely dangerous. Even fighting witches normally is not guaranteed to be a victory, let alone multiple witches attacking at the same time.

"Cousin, are you really going to stay here?" Mami Tomoe whispered. "This has nothing to do with you. You have no mission to defeat the witch, and besides, you have your sister-in-law."

"What are you talking about?" Yushou Mirai laughed. "This kind of thing can't scare me away. What I'll face in the future is much more terrifying than this. Consider this a warm-up."

"and--"

He winked at Mami Tomoe, "Your sister-in-law isn't as delicate as you think."

"cousin……"

Mami bit her lip. Having a brother like that, even ending up as a magical girl must be a kind of happiness.

Yuuyo Mirai gazed into the distance, a faint flame flickering in her eyes. The atmosphere in the city was growing increasingly gloomy, and there were more and more ghosts. She had captured a few stray cats to use as familiars before, but often when she woke up, she would find that her familiars had been eaten by something. The flesh and blood containing magical power were extremely tempting to these ghosts.

But these are merely appearances. Through his faint connection with the world, he could sense that something far more terrifying was brewing.

A storm is brewing.

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 just found out that C-Mom is actually 1.63 meters tall! She looks so tall in the anime!

Chapter 18 Where do you want to bite?

"Ouch—it hurts!"

"Then I'll be gentle."

"They're bleeding."

"Sweetie, I'll treat you after this is over."

Medea stroked Izayoi Mirai's head, gently comforting him. With her other hand, she held a needle and inserted the first needle into Izayoi Mirai's broad back, followed by the second. The tingling and slightly painful sensation continuously stimulated Izayoi Mirai's nerves.

Based on the Vajra on Yosuke Mirai's body, a more complex technique was inscribed on it. The Buddha sits high in the center, with his left eye slightly closed, his lower teeth biting his upper lip, showing a wrathful expression. He carries a raging fire on his back, holds a sharp sword in his right hand and a noose in his left hand, in a posture of cutting off afflictions.

His left foot treads on Shiva, symbolizing the elimination of afflictions, and his right foot treads on Umafi, symbolizing the elimination of knowledge.

Even the vague impression was enough to send shivers down one's spine. With each breath of Yosuke Mirai, her muscles relaxed, as if she might leap off his back at any moment and truly come to life.

Medea learned the basics of Buddhist barriers from the [Fearless] teachings, and thanks to her exceptional learning ability, she quickly became able to understand the large-scale barriers recorded in the "Awakener's Handbook"—

Vajradhatu Mandala.

Along with the Garbhadhatu Mandala, the Vajradhatu Mandala is one of the two major mandalas in Esoteric Buddhism. Unlike the Garbhadhatu Mandala, which embodies the wisdom and enlightenment of the Buddha and represents "principle," the Vajradhatu Mandala represents "power."

The metaphor of Vajra represents two meanings: its inherent firmness and its sharp application. The wisdom and virtue realized by the Tathagata are sharp in application, capable of destroying afflictions and obstacles to realize the truth of reality; their inherent firmness prevents them from being destroyed by any afflictions, just as the firmness of a Vajra gemstone is undamaged by external objects.

With the fierce gaze of a Vajra, one can subdue evil spirits externally and eliminate afflictions internally.

Although it is only the most basic first part, this is all that Izayoi Mirai can bear for the time being.

The blurry Buddha statue gradually became clearer. Medea collected the blood that had seeped from Izayoi Mirai, filling the clean bamboo tube halfway. With a touch of heartache, she asked:

"Future Master, is it necessary to go to such lengths? Cultivation is something that requires gradual progress."

“Of course it’s necessary.” Sweat beaded on Yosuke Mirai’s brow, and with a slight movement, it fell to the ground. “I sensed an ominous aura. Without a doubt, the enemy is approaching. They are no longer like the witches nearby, who are just half-baked. I must improve my strength as soon as possible.”

After the spell was inscribed, Youxiao Mirai lay on the bed with her eyes closed, motionless, her body surging with magical energy.

Having accumulated experience in the main world, and with the addition of this ritual symbolizing the stages of esoteric Buddhist bodhisattva practice, Yosui's future realm has finally taken a step forward.

The most obvious transformation was in his eyes. He no longer experienced the pain of having artificial eyes; instead, his eyes felt as comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

He opened his eyes, and his pupils were much clearer than before, as if they were coated with a layer of glass, with a warm light flowing through them.

Beyond its original allure and suggestion, his eyes have acquired many other abilities, such as the ability to zoom in and out at will, and the ability to penetrate tangible matter. In the Buddhist Five Eyes and Six Supernatural Powers, this surpasses the physical eye and has reached the initial level of the Heavenly Eye.

For example, right now, he can clearly see Medea's fair and delicate skin, as smooth as warm jade, and her breasts, which are completely covered, through her newly bought dress.

However, Buddhism does not value supernatural powers. Just as Yoshou Mirai does not value his ability to see through things, he has no interest in the secrets hidden under the young ladies' clothes.

Medea suddenly felt that Izayoi Mirai's eyes had become much sharper, as if she had nowhere to hide under his gaze.

"What's wrong?" She unconsciously covered her body with her hand, and quickly guessed the truth based on her rich knowledge. "Your demonic eyes have improved? According to Buddhist teachings, it's called the divine eye."

“Yes.” Izayoi Mirai hugged Medea and shared her joy with her. “It’s hard to say exactly how much I’ve improved, but there’s no doubt that I’m stronger than before, and I’m more confident about the future.”

"I believe that the future adults will definitely achieve the final victory."

Medea nestled in his arms and said softly, "Nothing can stop you from moving forward."

"of course."

Izayoi Mirai's eyes were filled with confidence: "I must win, and I will win."

If even Witch's Night cannot be resisted, then preventing Madoka from becoming a magical girl is nothing but empty talk.

Seeing Mirai's high spirits, Medea pursed her lips and chuckled, "Mirai-sama is so cool. She was just like a delicate girl a moment ago."

"What did you say?!"

Izayoi Mirai's eyes widened, and she was about to scratch when she suddenly stopped. She had once again grasped that fleeting inspiration, muttering to herself, "Like a girl..."

Medea did not disturb him, but instead lay on Izayoi Mirai's chest and gazed at him, her chest filled with happiness.

She just wished this moment could last forever.

Yosuke Mirai's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and finally, he grasped a clue as to how to complete the mission.

He lifted Medea's head and kissed her several times forcefully, smearing her face with his saliva: "You've been a great help, Medea."

Medea dried herself on his clothes and retaliated by biting his pectoral muscle.

"hiss--"

Izayoi Mirai gasped. His temper had been flaring up lately; even the slightest provocation from Medea could provoke Mirai's resistance. He pinched Medea's face, lifted her off him, and wrapped her tightly in the blanket.

"Stop fooling around, go to sleep."

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.

The next day, Mirai Yosai went to work, and Medea stayed in an empty room. Ren Araki was meditating outside and wouldn't wake up for a while. In front of her was a bucket of blood, and next to her were a group of animals, including hog dogs, pheasants, and falcons.

She basically bought up every animal she could find in the city, drugged them with magic, and piled them up in this room. She used a pen soaked in blood to draw magic circles on the floor, covering all six sides from the floor to the ceiling.

"My future husband is working so hard, as his wife, I can't hold him back."

As she said this, Medea stepped into the very center of the magic circle. The bright red color lit up along the activated lines, and the animals piled up in the room seemed to have their blood evaporated, their bodies becoming shriveled, leaving only withered fur.

Meanwhile, the magical fluctuations within Medea were gradually becoming stronger. As a witch from the Age of Gods, she had countless ways to restore her magical power.

This is just the first step. Next, she will gradually manipulate the ley lines to make this place her home ground. The number of wandering spirits, dragon tooth soldiers, and other familiars will be enough to gather into a considerable force. At that time, she will be able to unleash her full power, and there will be no need to worry about the future supply of magic power for Youxiao.

No matter what enemy comes, they will all be defeated by this couple.

Chapter Nineteen: Senior Sister Will Never Cut Her Head!

"Something's strange."

Mami Tomoe held her Soul Gem, her amber eyes filled with doubt. The number of witches should have increased recently, and she had detected their reactions many times, but each time she was about to arrive, she lost her senses.

While searching the vicinity, some unconscious people were also found. They were all bewitched by the witch, but the traces left by the witch on them had disappeared, as if someone had gotten there first.

"Chubi."

She asked Kyubey, who was being held in Madoka's arms, "Has a new magical girl arrived in this city?"

No, that's not it.

Kyubey said, "The ones who cleaned up the witch were two other groups: one was Izayoi Mirai and a girl, and the other was a girl acting alone. They were all people who did not sign a contract with me, but they possessed magical powers."

"Could it be that my cousin's companions have come too?"

Mami Tomoe said with a hint of envy, "I really want to meet him."

Kyubey jumped onto Mami's shoulder: "This can't go on, Mami. You need the Lament Seed to purify the Soul Gem."

“Those were their prey, it’s inappropriate for me to ask for spoils.” Mami Tomoe said nonchalantly. “They cleaned up the witches and reduced my workload, so I should thank them properly.”

Kyubey said nothing more and jumped back into Madoka's arms. At that moment, Mami Tomoe's Soul Gem lit up again, which made Sayaka, who was about to say something, stop in her tracks.

"Another witch reaction."