I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

An Shu looked seriously at the silver-haired little girl who was still sitting on his stomach.

After all, they had just transmigrated and had used their abilities frequently.

With the rules in place and no need to worry about danger, I simply fell into a deep sleep, which led to me not noticing anything for a while.

This seems like a good thing, right? No, no!

"Mmm...uh-huh..." The little girl blushed, bit her lower lip, and nodded with a pitiful expression.

"I was wondering why I felt like there was a soft pillow yesterday, it was just a little small..." He touched his chin, looked at the little girl who was still looking down, reached out and pinched her cheeks and pulled them.

"You silly girl! Don't you know that boys and girls can't sleep together before they're married?"

Hearing that her brother didn't seem to blame her, the little girl blushed and muttered softly, "Anyway, anyway, I'm still Brother Anshu's fiancée... and we clearly did it last night too..."

An Shu was stunned by this sentence and was speechless.

Looking at the little girl in front of him whose clothes were still relatively neat, An Shu felt somewhat fortunate. Luckily, I'm just a lolicon, not a pedophile. No, no!

Pshaw, I'm not a lolicon!

"Alright, alright," he said, taking out two candies. He handed one to An Tong and patted her head, saying, "Go brush your teeth. You shouldn't have lost your new toothbrush from yesterday. Go get one for Wei Zhi-chan. I'll make breakfast."

"Mmm," An Tong responded, and prepared to get off An Shu.

"Ha—" Hearing the commotion outside, Sima Weizhi came out of the room, yawned with her eyes half-closed, stretched lazily, rubbed her eyes and asked, "Brother Anshu, have you seen Tong-chan? I woke up this morning... Ah!"

Just then, she saw the two people on the sofa, rushed over, pulled An Tong behind her to protect her, and scolded An Shu with a stern face: "Perverted lolicon!"

She knew that they weren't actually siblings.

"Huh?" An Shu felt uncomfortable looking at the silver-haired little girl who was still blushing. No matter how she explained, it would be useless, right?

"I...I..." Forget it, An Shu, overwhelmed with grief and indignation, had no intention of explaining anymore, so she simply gave up and said, "I'm going to cook!"

Before leaving, he pinched An Tong's little face again.

Sima Weizhi slapped his hand away, glared at him angrily, and made a face at An Shu's back as he turned away.

“Mizuki-chan…actually it was me…” An Tong tugged at her sleeve and explained everything to her.

"Hmph, then he's also a perverted lolicon!" After learning what had happened, Sima Weizhi stuck her tongue out at someone's back again, the poor guy getting caught in the crossfire once more.

Then she turned to him and asked in a low voice, "But Hitomi-chan has only known him for two days, why does she trust him so much?"

An Tong also explained in a low voice: "Before I met Brother An Shu, I always thought that no one in this world would be kind to me anymore."

Moreover, Brother Anshu has always taken care of me, even though he didn't know me before. He even vomited blood to heal my eyes, so..."

At this point, An Tong began to choke up, and her words became somewhat disordered. Because of the bandages on her face, she couldn't rub her eyes, so she could only continue, clutching the hem of her clothes, "Besides, it's very reassuring to be by An Shu's side, doesn't Miori-chan think so?"

Does it make people feel at ease?

That's right! I don't know why I asked him for help in the alley back then.

Moreover, given his father's cautious nature throughout his life, he would actually entrust himself to the care of a complete stranger he had just met.

In addition, even though her father had just passed away and she was very sad, her own emotions fluctuated with his.

Thinking about this, and recalling the scene from yesterday, my eyes welled up with tears again.

Seeing this, An Tong didn't say anything, but simply hugged Sima Weizhi tightly and gently nuzzled against her.

"Why does Hitomi-chan like to rub against people?" Sima Miori asked, wiping away her tears.

"Because I feel so safe and secure whenever Anshu rubs his head against my head like that!"

“Really…” Sima Weizhi also wrapped her arms around An Tong and rubbed her head against hers.

An Shu, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and saw the two little girls rubbing against each other, seemingly engaged in some kind of lesbian relationship. She said, "You two, hurry up and wash up, it's time to eat! Wei Zhi, help Tong-chan change her bandages, they're on the table."

"Mmm!" the two little girls replied in unison, then turned and went to the bathroom.

Huh? Why isn't Miori talking back? Did I win over another little girl with my charm?

Shaking his head, An Shu stopped thinking about these questions and continued stir-frying the vegetables in the pan.

…………

noon.

"Is this the place?" Several military vehicles drove into the town, and a middle-aged man with a square face got out of the first vehicle.

"You must be Captain Tadajima Shigenori, right? You should still remember me, right?" Sima Weizhi came out accompanied by An Shu and An Tong.

"Ms. Sima Miori, is that right? I am very sorry for the passing of the other. Due to the sudden attack by the original singers, the team that was in contact with your company was killed, and even the communicator was lost, so we did not receive your request for help."

Tadajima Shigenori bowed to Shiba Miori to express his apology. After a morning of communication, he had learned what had happened.

He gave a bitter laugh. Moreover, his position as captain had come to an end after the war. He had heard that the Gastrea that had sneaked in attacked the Tendo family. Although it was killed by Tendo Kikunojo's assistant, it caused him to lose his beloved son, his granddaughter to suffer from kidney failure, and his adopted son's life to be in danger.

Nothing more...

He scratched his head, thinking that the most important thing right now was to win this war and not think about anything else.

"I apologize for the losses your company has suffered. In addition to paying off the remaining balance, I have applied for compensation from higher authorities, which will be transferred to your company's account tomorrow as a token of the government's goodwill."

Although the chairman of the other party is dead, the business must continue, and the transaction partner is clearly the former chairman's close associates.

Although I had considered bringing a senior executive from the other company who could be in charge after a while, there was no time left!

They nodded silently. They had already said everything that needed to be said that morning, and there was no need to worry about reneging on their promises, since they represented the Tokyo government.

"The supplies are in the alley behind. You can just send someone to drive the car away." Sima Weizhi pointed to the back of the house and then went inside.

"Ah."

And so, the three of them watched from upstairs as the Self-Defense Forces worked, eventually taking away all the weapons.

……

After dinner, they went to the window and watched the sunset.

"Mizuki-chan, are you feeling unwell?" An Shu asked, her arms around An Tong, her eyes still fixed on the twilight outside the window.

Sima Weizhi took a deep breath, squinted her eyes, and replied, "Yes, but only a little bit!"

"Only a little bit?"

An Tong, nestled in his arms, looked up at An Shu, then at Sima Weizhi, unsure of what to say.

"Yes, only a little bit!" Sima Weizhi turned her head to look at his profile and forced a smile. She had to admit that An Shu was really beautiful, if he were a girl.

"come over."

Sima Weizhi was taken aback, but still walked over.

"Cry," An Shu said, pulling her into his arms. "It's not good to hold it in for too long!" He smiled gently.

Sima Weizhi looked up at the smiling face in front of her, and her nose began to sting. Despite having suffered the pain of losing her father at the age of 10, she couldn't hold back her tears and buried her face in An Shu's stomach, sobbing softly.

An Tong gently patted her back to comfort her.

The three of them stood there quietly. As the sun slowly set, Sima Weizhi gradually stopped crying, but remained lying motionless in An Shu's arms.

Stretching, An Shu patted the heads of the two little girls in her arms. "It's getting late, go to sleep. Miori-chan, keep an eye on Hitomi-chan tonight, don't let her run around again!"

Yeah! Although it's comfortable to sleep with a cushion.

Sima Weizhi gave a soft "hmm" and took An Tong's small hand, while An Tong blushed again because of her brother's words.

Wow! There are no clouds, and the stars are exceptionally bright tonight, like Anshu's dazzling eyes.

As Sima Weizhi pulled An Tong away, she glanced out the window and sighed silently in her heart.

Chapter 8: A Little Girl Successfully Raised###

(2030, Tokyo, Gouda High School)

"By the end of 2025, five years will have passed since the first Battle of Kanto."

Gastrea once again amassed on a scale comparable to the First Battle of Kanto and attacked the Tokyo area. By this time, research had revealed that the magnetic field emitted by the flame could weaken the vitality of the Gastrea.

Using the megalith as a boundary, the Self-Defense Forces, armed with flammable bullets, successfully kept the Gastrea outside the megalith after a year of arduous struggle.

To commemorate this event, the two thousand rifles used in the battle were melted down and made into a monument, which was erected in the outer 40th district, historically known as the Second Battle of Kwantung.

This topic is very likely to be on the final exam, so please review carefully and don't forget! get out of class dismissed!

Listening to the history teacher's endless lecture in class, Rentaro Satomi felt a little bored, slumped over his desk. He clenched his right hand. How could he have forgotten!

Wasn't it at that time that my body was injured?

Sigh! He stretched as he listened to the school bell ring. He was completely out of Tian Tong's house now, and he would have to rely on himself from now on.

Sister Kisara is planning to open a police company. She has to go to IISO again this afternoon to see if there are any Initiators willing to partner with her, although she has already given up hope.

"Wow—" came the exclamations from the students around him. Rentaro, who was packing his things, was stunned. He looked up and saw Shima Miori?!

Rentaro knew her, though they had never met.

After all, her family's Sima Heavy Industry had many collaborations with the government, and she herself, who had been groomed to be a politician, had followed behind Kikunojo Tendo and watched from afar several times.

But how come she, as the student council president, has so much free time to come to our classroom? Shaking her head, she grabbed her bag and prepared to leave.

Just then, after greeting the students around him, Shima Miori called out to him, "Are you Satomi Rentaro?"

Sima Weizhi asked, covering half of her smiling face with a fan.

Rentaro Satomi looked around, then pointed to himself, somewhat puzzled: "Miori Shiba, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I heard that you and Ms. Kisara are having some trouble. This is my home address. If Ms. Kisara is free, please bring her to my home at noon to have a chat."

Having checked the other party's identity, Sima Weizhi was not surprised that he could call her by name. She smiled and nodded, handing him a card.

Rentaro Satomi was taken aback. It was no secret that he and Kisara had left the Tendo family. As the president of Sima Heavy Industries, she certainly knew about it. But what did this mean?

Rentaro squeezed the business card in his hand, watching the other person's back as they turned and left, feeling somewhat bewildered.

"Wow—Rentaro, you're so cunning! You actually know Miori-chan..."

After Sima Miori left, the boys in the classroom immediately surrounded him. "Could you show us Miori-chan's address?"

As the school beauty of Gouda High School, Sima Miori is quite popular.

Looking at the men around him who were as fierce as wolves, Rentaro felt a little uncomfortable.