Manager, give me a membership card too!

The little girl's ethereal voice pierced Tony Stark's heart. The thought of having an equally adorable daughter someday made him realize he should be concerned about the child's emotional state. However, Sakura's next answer left the young master practically speechless.

"Sakura isn't scared. They're just a few corpses. It's nothing serious. Sakura's used to it."

The innocent tone conveyed the terrifying truth, and a strange anger rose from the bottom of Tony's heart, making him want to confront the child's father in front of him.

What kind of person would allow their child to be exposed to that kind of thing from a young age?

A few corpses? Nothing serious? Then what kind of scene would be considered "nothing serious"?

What on earth did that bastard Rorschach do?

What kind of heinous things did he do to his daughter that made a child who looked only 6 or 7 years old so indifferent to life, treating something so precious as if it were worthless?

Having lacked a father's love since childhood, Tony couldn't stand irresponsible fathers the most. He was also afraid of becoming like his father and never dared to get married and start a family.

However, this did not prevent him from genuinely liking such a cute and well-behaved child as Sakura, and temporarily transferring his expectations for his future daughter onto this poor child.

"That bastard!!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Tony no longer cared about the vast difference in fighting ability between himself and Rorschach. He decisively turned around and rushed downstairs. He was going to punish that irresponsible scoundrel!

If someone can't even properly care for and love their own child, how can Tony Stark believe that the other person will genuinely save the world?

Bullshit!

Tony stormed downstairs, only to find Rorschach smiling and eating a snack with the help of a purple-haired beauty. His anger flared even more.

Not only did he mentally abuse his daughter, but he also had the appetite to eat while her life was hanging in the balance?

What a disgrace to be a father!

You beast, take this punch!

Tony Stark was consumed by rage, his inner fire raging. At this moment, Rorschach was no longer the friend with the same goal he had known, but a sadistic father who deserved to be shot.

"Rorschach!!!"

"Ok?"

"Is there something you need, Stark?"

Seeing the fist that was stuck in front of him and couldn't get any closer, the prophet tilted his head in confusion, not quite understanding what the young master in front of him was up to.

"Damn it, when?"

A dark purple unidentified object was wrapped around his limbs, and the furious young master Stark was suspended in mid-air like Jesus on the cross, unable to move.

With disbelief, Tony Stark followed the 'ropes' binding his limbs and was astonished to discover that the ropes belonged to Matou Sakura, whom he had wanted to help get justice for!

"Sakura, why?!"

"You're not allowed to touch Lord Rorschach! You're a bad person!"

The little girl scolded in a sweet voice, and countless dark purple 'ropes' shot out from the shadows at her feet, wrapping the astonished young master up like a dumpling in seconds. Yes, the kind that doesn't let your breath through.

Looking at the oval-shaped cocoon-like object rolling on the ground in front of him, Rorschach asked Medusa, who was standing beside him, with some surprise:

"You taught her?"

"It wasn't me. Although I had this idea, I haven't had a chance to teach Sakura anything yet."

"Oh, really..."

After staring at the shadow at Sakura's feet with great interest for a long time, Luo Xia beckoned the purple-haired girl with an angry expression to come to his side.

He gently cradled the small body in his arms, scratching her chin with his left hand and rubbing her head with his right. With this two-pronged approach, it took less than a minute to bring back the smile to the sullen little girl's face. She blushed and snuggled into Luo Xia's arms.

"Alright, alright, Sakura, your Uncle Stark already knows he was wrong, please let him go, okay?"

"Hmph! I thought he was a good person, but who knew he would try to attack Lord Luo Xia? I won't let him go, I won't let him go!"

"What if Uncle Rorschach asks Sakura for help?"

He nuzzled the baby girl in his arms with his chin, eliciting a burst of silvery laughter from the little girl.

"Alright, alright. Since it's Lord Rorschach's request, Sakura will forgive him this once."

With a wave of its adorable, almost translucent little hand, the black, unidentified substance on Tony Stark vanished as if it were snowflakes meeting the sun, leaving the young master lying blankly on the cold floor with a look of utter despair on his face.

Second update. I'll finish writing early and post it soon. Time for me to do some housework!

Chapter Fifty: The Scam

Chapter Fifty: The Scam

"So, it wasn't you who ruined Sakura like this, but that Matou Zouken?"

In the infirmary of Stark's mansion, Tony was receiving magical treatment from Rorschach, looking quite pained, while also discussing Sakura's education with him.

"Yes, so after killing that old bug, I've kept Sakura by my side, hoping to treat her psychological problems with a normal family. Judging from the current situation, there has been some progress."

After dispelling the magical glow from his hands, Rorschach patted his slightly wrinkled clothes and sat down opposite Tony, who was moving his arms in amazement.

"Prophet, why didn't you send Sakura back to her own family instead of adopting her? A child's family of origin has a better effect on their emotional recovery."

Looking at his left arm, which had been strangely folded in two just minutes before but was now completely restored to normal, the young master's face was full of amazement, while Luo Xia, who heard his words, fell into an eerie silence.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka...?"

With a flick of his wrist, he produced an antique-looking crystal bottle and cups. He placed the two glass cups in front of himself and Tony respectively, and then opened the bottle containing Zouken Matou's treasured possession.

A crimson liquid, resembling blood, slowly poured into two glasses, its rich aroma filling the small medical room. Tony, a voracious drinker, whistled excitedly upon seeing this; he knew from the aroma alone that it was a superior wine, even better than his most prized possessions.

Luo Xia raised his glass slightly in acknowledgment and said earnestly, "I'm sorry for what Ying did to you. She's a good girl, she was just a little worried about my safety."

The young master waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care. He took a sip of the aroma emanating from the red wine in his glass, and said with a look of ecstasy, "I also have my own problems. I made a rash move without understanding the situation. It has nothing to do with that child."

"Well then, cheers?"

"cheers!"

The crystal wine glasses clinked gently as the two men, each lost in their own thoughts, silently savored the wine in their glasses, and an eerie silence fell over the infirmary.

“I don’t trust Sakura’s father, that man named Tokiomi Tohsaka.”

Tony, who was pondering how to quickly take control of Stark Industries, glanced at Rorschach with surprise. He thought the topic had been moved on. However, Tony, who had always lacked experience in face-to-face, equal conversations, didn't mind chatting more with this 'prophet' beside him. The feeling of sharing family troubles with a friend was still quite novel for him.

"How to say?"

Rorschach silently sipped the crimson liquid in his glass, savoring the strange taste in his mouth. After a long silence, he spoke in a way that Tony could understand:

"Tokiomi Tohsaka, Sakura's biological father. He is the head of an ancient magic family, which you can think of as the helmsman of a large, long-established conglomerate. Can you understand that?"

Tony swirled the wine in his glass and nodded, signaling Rorschach to continue.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka is an exceptionally talented individual. While his natural talent may not be top-tier, he possesses unwavering perseverance and a tenacious work ethic."

"Through decades of dedicated research and operation, the Tohsaka family, which was showing signs of decline, not only did not completely decline, but instead reached a new peak under his leadership. His fame and power were unparalleled, and everyone praised his wisdom and intelligence. The man named Tohsaka Tokiomi was the epitome of success."

Tony, feeling that the plot seemed vaguely familiar, quickly took a sip of his wine to calm his nerves.

"Then?"

"And then? Having achieved great success and reached the pinnacle of his career, Tokiomi Tohsaka decided to have offspring to inherit his business empire. His chosen wife was from the Zenjo family, a conglomerate slightly inferior to his own. This was for the Zenjo family's connections and influence (magical factors), which, with these, would ensure a more prosperous future for his family (magician bloodline)."

“A political marriage, huh…” Tony silently took a sip of his drink and said nothing more.

"Soon, Sakura and her older sister Rin were born. Thanks to their excellent 'mother,' both children possessed business acumen (magical talent) far exceeding that of ordinary people, far surpassing their father, Tokiomi Tohsaka. Even in their childhood, they had already surpassed the vast majority of zaibatsu heirs. This was simply a gift from heaven, making Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had always been worried about the family's succession, overjoyed."

Tony, who was drinking, was taken aback and asked with some doubt, "Isn't this a good thing? Since he has such outstanding talent, why did Sakura's father give him away?"

"Because there are too many."

"many?"

"Even ordinary conglomerates fall into internal strife due to having too many heirs, eventually leading to their decline, let alone a mysterious magician family."

"One heir is enough."

Tony paused, his hand still holding the wine glass. A simple sentence, yet he sensed a strong smell of blood in it.

Throughout history, both in China and abroad, the struggle for inheritance has always been accomplished by the victors stepping over the corpses of the losers.

Although he didn't understand what a magician was, he could still see the cruelty within.

"Choosing between Sakura and Rin is a difficult decision, as both daughters are exceptionally talented and capable of leading the family forward."

"So, Sakura didn't get selected?"

"Ah, yes. Compared to the 'imaginary number,' which is excellent but difficult to study, Rin, with her five attributes, is definitely more suitable for the family's gem magic and can better inherit everything from the Tohsaka family."

"But having an extra daughter at home is ultimately a problem, and Tokiomi Tohsaka doesn't want Sakura's exceptional talent to be wasted; that would be such a waste. So..."

"so..."

"Therefore, Tokiomi Tohsaka thought of the Matou family, which is also a large conglomerate but lacks a good heir. If he sent his daughter there, they would surely be happy to accept her, as they are currently worried about not having a good descendant."

In this way, even if his daughters fight countless battles in the business world in the future, until one side is completely killed, the one who survives will still have his Tohsaka Tokiomi blood flowing through her veins. That would be a victory for him, Tohsaka Tokiomi. Thinking about it this way, Sakura and Rin, with such a future, must surely be very happy and joyful.

"Bullshit!!! What kind of utterly nonsensical theory is this?!"

Tony, who had been listening silently, finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist on the table, his face looking as if he wanted to devour someone.

Rorschach glanced at Tony indifferently, said nothing more, and continued in a calm tone:

"As if by telepathy, just as Tokiomi Tohsaka was considering the future of his other daughter, the Matou family, who were also aware of the Tohsaka family's current situation, sent a request to adopt a daughter."

"What an understanding family! They actually took the initiative to help solve the problem of their extra daughters. We should really thank them." But Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was thinking this, did not know that the Matou family, who extended a hand of friendship to him, was not a legitimate company at all, but a black syndicate whose main businesses were human trafficking, drug trafficking, illegal medical experiments, and organ transplantation.

"And their purpose in wanting Sakura was not to have her inherit the family, but to find an excellent mother for creating a new clone for the aging head of the family."

"It's all a scam!"

In the Fate/Apocrypha worldline, the Matou family suffered a complete defeat and utterly declined in the Third Holy Grail War. In that worldline, Tokiomi Tohsaka sent Sakura to the Luvia family (known as the "Golden Drill") for foster care after her birth (and she became known as the "Lady Crane"). The reason for this was that Tokiomi's grandmother was the younger sister of one of the two Masters of the Edelfelt family (this isn't officially confirmed, but related information has been revealed). However, the situation is different in the Fate/Zero worldline. Judging from the later hostility of the Golden Drill towards the Tohsaka family and the Japanese, the two families weren't as close as they were in the Fate/Apocrypha worldline. This might be one reason why Tokiomi didn't choose the related Golden Drill but instead chose the Matou family, both of the three founding families. Also, this is a book club: 1048837300 'One Hundred Ways to Cook Tofu' - welcome to chat!

Chapter 51 The All-Powerful Gatling Machine! (Four chapters owed)

Chapter 51 The Omnipotent Gatling Machine!

"You know what happened next. I learned about it through my own abilities, killed that damned bug, and rescued Sakura."

Tony gripped the wine glass tightly, so tightly it seemed he wanted to crush it in his hand.

"Didn't that man named Tokiomi Tohsaka do any research beforehand? If he's really as outstanding and shrewd as you say, then he would definitely have done the necessary intelligence gathering. Even you compare prices at three different stores when you go out to buy groceries, let alone your own daughter?"

How could the Matou family, which has existed for so many years, have remained completely silent? How did Tokiomi Tohsaka manage to revive his family without even discovering this much information? Was it just luck?

"Who knows?"

A mocking smile appeared on Luo Xia's lips.

"Perhaps he was truly negligent, perhaps the Matou family was too well hidden, perhaps he was afraid of the Mage Association's sealing system, perhaps he simply didn't care, perhaps he felt that Sakura living like that was better than wasting her talent, perhaps he thought the Matou family could protect his child better than the Tohsaka family, and perhaps he felt that Zouken Matou, who was just a stranger, would treat Sakura better than his older sister Rin."

After finishing the last drop of wine in his glass, Rorschach gently placed the glass back on the table.

"There are too many possibilities in this world. I am not Tokiomi Tohsaka, and I don't know what he was really thinking. I only know that once a mistake is made, there is no right to regret it."

"Tony, do you think I should send Sakura back to her family like this?"

Tony Stark finished his drink as well, and replied seriously, "No, I even think you should rescue the other child too. I simply can't imagine what that child will be like growing up under that kind of father's influence."

Rorschach's eyes were half-closed, seemingly responding to Tony's suggestion, or perhaps just muttering to himself.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. After all, he is Sakura's biological father. I will give him another chance..."

"Just this once"

............

A bottle of precious wine was finished during the two men's casual conversation, and time slipped away unnoticed.

Under the somewhat strange gaze of the wealthy young master across the street, Luo Xia glanced at the cartoon digital watch on his left wrist and was surprised to find that it was almost time for Miss Saintess to get off work.

After saying goodbye to Tony, who was still somewhat reluctant to leave, Rorschach went out and called over Sakura and Medusa, who were having a great time in Tony's recreation room. The three of them disappeared into the villa's living room in the blink of an eye.

Tony Stark, who had been smiling and seeing them off, turned serious the moment the three disappeared completely.

Jarvis.

“I am here, Mr. Stark.”

"Have all the images and data of the otherworldly beings been stored?"

"Everything is stored on your private server and is encrypted at the highest level."