The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

Cough cough--

In Xue Miao's eyes, Grandpa Mo Yi was probably the kind of restless adolescent male who looked very smart at ordinary times, but when he met a beautiful girl, he would immediately be labeled as stupid and immature.

Therefore, in order to protect Mo Yi's remaining pure thoughts, which have been completely distorted, Xue Miao must not let her sister succeed and let the other party successfully deceive Mo Yi's grandfather with the same appearance that deceived Wushuang.

Of course, she didn't know that Grandpa Mo Yi was a man with high pursuits. He was not interested in those stereotyped beautiful appearances, unless there was an interesting soul hidden under the beautiful appearance.

Xue Miao looked at Yang Naozi kindly and said kindly:

"Sister, you live with Mother. If you don't come home at night, she will be very worried."

"You'd better leave quickly—"

Yonoko also looked at Xue Miao kindly and said with a smile:

"It's okay. I just need to tell you I'm staying at a friend's house. Mother has always been very confident in me as an adult."

Xue Miao corrected:

"But you don't have any friends here, sister."

"Yukino-chan, if you say that, your sister will be very sad—"

Yonoko said with a heartbroken look:

"Isn't your dear sister still your friend?"

Snow Meow: “…”

What the hell is this, my dear sister? What are you like in my heart? Are you a little bit of Hercules?

To be honest, Xue Miao almost wanted to say out loud what he was really thinking, Get lost!

The sisters of the Yukinoshita family started to love and hate each other for a while, leaving Mo Yi unable to intervene.

At this time, a hand was placed on Mo Yi's shoulder. Mo Yi took a look and found that it was his mother-in-law Alice, who was smiling kindly.

But, mother-in-law, why do you come to me, your son-in-law, instead of spending time with your own daughter to build a relationship, or going back to your room with Chesh Papa to relive the fast and passionate times of the past?

I have to state in advance that I'm not interested in married women at all. My target demographic is lolita, teenage girls, and mature women. Simply put, I'm not that kind of person.

Mo Yi, who was complaining in his heart, was taken to a quiet corner by Alice. The Yukinoshita sisters were still in love and hate with each other, and did not notice that Mo Yi's grandfather had been moved away.

"Aunt Irisviel, what do you want to talk to me about? Are you hungry?"

"Mother-in-law" is just a joke occasionally. He and Illya haven't officially married yet. In the more traditional District 11, titles cannot be used casually.

Besides, Irisviel is German. Isn't it said that Germans are the most rigorous and serious nation?

"what--"

Irisviel asked in confusion:

"Xiao Yi, why don't you call me mother-in-law?"

"cough--"

The damn old woman actually dared to act cute to trick me, but her silly face when she was acting cute was really no different from Illya's.

No, Master Mo Yi, you can't be fooled by this woman who can be your mother. Her basic attribute is that she is evil.

However, it was really embarrassing to be told that. With so many people around, if I really called her mother-in-law, it might lead to something terrible, especially since my younger sister and Teacher Huimei were also present.

"Aunt Irisviel, there are so many people here, Illya will feel embarrassed. Besides, we are still high school students, so there are some things we need to be careful about."

"Oh--"

Irisviel clapped her hands, seeming to understand, and said:

"Xiaoyi, you know a lot."

Mo Yi: “…”

Mother-in-law, could you please not drive when you have a disagreement?

Although what you said is all right, as a master-level industry practitioner, isn't knowing more a basic professional quality?

"Okay, no more jokes."

Alice looked at Mo Yi with her eyes that seemed to be smiling, and her mind came to the experiences of the past ten years that her husband and daughter had briefly mentioned to her.

All this is thanks to the help of the young man in front of me. Of course, listening to Illya's words, the other party's actual age seems to be countless times older than herself.

But it doesn’t matter. No matter what the other person’s experience and past are, in Irisviel’s simple way of thinking, she knows that the other person is the benefactor of her family.

Well, the other person will become one of your family in the future.

Irisviel remembered the bright and proud eyes of Illya when she talked about Mo Yi, and her cute and rosy look when she asked Illya, "It seems that Illya, you like Xiao Yi very much." Irisviel knew that the other party had already taken her daughter's heart away.

Just like back then, I followed Kiritsugu without hesitation, embarking on a path that I knew had no future, but I was filled with happiness and was grateful for every step I took.

However, although Irisviel had just been resurrected and did not know most of the people in Emiya's family, she took a closer look and found that except for her husband's adopted child, Shirou Emiya, they were all beautiful girls or female heroic spirits.

Speaking of which, there is no ugly female heroic spirit. So, to become a great hero, the prerequisite is to have an incredible appearance, otherwise it is impossible to become a great hero worthy of being a heroic spirit.

Of course, this is understandable. As Sun Tzu's Art of War says, those who are righteous will have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous will have few supporters. To understand it in modern language, it means that those who win the hearts of the people will naturally have help from others. In this way, no matter what they do, it will be easy to succeed.

It is almost impossible for a person to succeed if he works alone. For example, almost no scientist can build an airplane by himself, unless he is Iron Man, who is treated as a protagonist in the universe.

Moreover, whether it is "gathering people's hearts" or "pacifying the world", there is a prerequisite, that is, the face must be good-looking and the whole person must look good. Otherwise, no matter whether you are rich or poor, the ending is that you can only become a cannon fodder monster that can be punched by others.

Irisviel, my mother-in-law, who had extensive experience battling vixens, easily saw through the situation.

Therefore, Irisviel couldn't help but feel anxious for her daughter. She thought that she had only been fighting against one vixen back then, but Illya had to compete with five or six vixen that she knew of, not counting the ones she didn't know about.

This competitive pressure is no less than the competitive pressure of finding a satisfactory job!

Thinking of this, Alice felt a little responsible. Of course, she was very clear about the differences. She only felt gratitude and concern for Mo Yi. As for teaching her daughter advanced struggle ideas and experiences, she would put it aside for later.

"Thank you very much, Xiaoyi, for your help to Kiritsugu and Illya over the years. Without you, there would definitely not be a day for us to reunite today."

That's right, with just a simple word, Irisviel knew that Mo Yi first saved the terminally ill Chess Rake, then rescued Illya from the Einzbern family, cured the other's hidden dangers, and resurrected himself. Such kindness cannot be summarized by a simple thank you.

Therefore, she had no objection to Illya being with the other party. It would be perfect if Illya could win in the end.

Seeing that Irisviel was about to bow to him, Mo Yi's grandfather couldn't stand it. She was his future mother-in-law, a true elder. How could Mo Yi, who considered himself the heir of a flower-growing family, accept it?

He quickly stopped her with his hands and said:

"It's all what I should do."

"Besides, Uncle Kiritsugu and Illya have helped me a lot over the years."

After being stopped by Mo Yi from bowing, Alice Phil did not insist, but her satisfaction with Grandpa Mo Yi soared to a higher level. This son-in-law is really good. Not only does her daughter like him, but he is also sensible, polite, and speaks nicely.

Irisviel smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Then I'll have to continue to rely on you, Xiaoyi."

"Also, you can just call me Auntie Ellie. Calling me by my full name is too unfamiliar."

"Of course, if you want to call me mother-in-law, or call me mom like Illya, that's fine too."

Mo Yi: “…”

The style of my mother-in-law is different from the kind of mother-in-law I know. What happened to the saying that my mother-in-law is the cutest crying monster in the world?

How can you be so kind!

Just thinking about living with each other in the future, Mo Yi felt that he could eat half a bowl of rice more.

When Mo Yi was about to exchange a few business pleasantries with the other party, the smile on Irisviel's face became even more kind, and she asked in a low voice:

"Xiao Yi, you know I haven't seen Kiritsugu for ten years. I don't know how he's been doing these years."

Then he changed the subject and said:

"I wonder if he has found anyone else over the years to take care of him since he couldn't find his own?"

Grandpa Mo Yi: “…”

The car is turning so fast!

As expected, Irisviel’s attribute should be pink and black.

Feeling the kind gaze from his mother-in-law, Grandpa Mo Yi silently said in his heart, "I'm sorry, Qiesi Baba". I'm actually doing this for your own good. Keeping it a secret is not a solution. Only by being frank and facing the bleak future with dignity can we have a perfect happy ending.

Isn’t it said that the sun always comes after the rain?

So, in Grandpa Mo Yi's mind, there was no figure other than a certain Fuyuki tiger who often came to his house for meals but whose first question was always "Has Kiritsugu come back?" or "When will he come back?"

"Cough-cough-"

Grandpa Mo Yi glanced at her casually, as if he didn't understand the hidden meaning in Irisviel's words, and said:

"Auntie Aili, now that you mention it, it reminds me that Illya's homeroom teacher, Fujimura Taiga, is an old acquaintance of our Emiya family. We all treat her like an older sister, and she seems to have a very good relationship with Uncle Kiritsugu."

"Well, come back often for meals, and you should get to know her in the next two days."

"In general, it's suitable for very nice people, but they are a bit careless and don't take care of themselves."

“Uh hehe——”

Irisviel smiled kindly and said kindly:

"I see."

"Ellie, how was your conversation?"

Mo Yi, with a happy smile on his face, stood in the distance, watching Qie Si Pa Pa who was asking Irisviel about her well-being.

If it were ten years ago, as a partner of justice, he would definitely not know how to ask his wife about her well-being. But after losing her, he finally realized that life with someone caring for him is happier than life without anyone caring about him.

However, Qiesi Papa didn't know that just a few minutes ago, Mo Yi had accidentally told his wife all his experiences over the years in raising the Fuyuki Tiger Fujimura Taiga from a loli to a useless lady.

So, his beautiful fantasy tonight, his wish to go back to the room with his wife whom he hadn't seen for a long time and have a good emotional exchange, was no longer possible.

It’s great not to have to kneel down to play with a mechanical keyboard.

"I had a good chat with Xiaoyi——"

There was nothing strange on Irisviel's face. As usual, she wore an elegant and innocent smile as she chatted with Shredded Rake:

"Thank you for your hard work over the years, Kiritsugu."

Then he changed the subject and said:

"However, I only now realize that so many people have helped the Emiya family."

"Especially Illya's homeroom teacher, Fujimura Taiga. When he comes to visit, we must thank him properly."

"Kiritsugu, aren't you right?

Shredded rake: "···"

Damn it Mo Yi, you actually sold me out?!

"Cough-cough-"

Shredded Rake was startled by Irisviel's sudden words. After coughing twice, he explained with a flattering smile:

"Yes, Ellie, you are right!"

-————The dividing line of the Emiya family——————

"anything?"

Mo Yi wanted to continue watching Qieshibiababa's embarrassing situation, but was dragged out of the courtyard by the mysterious Miss Toosaka Rin. Seeing the other party's thieving expression, Mo Yi couldn't help but recall that he was dragged into an alley by a big man in a black suit on the street. The other party had the same obscene expression as if his conspiracy had succeeded.

If Grandpa Mo Yi was an ordinary person, he might not be able to go to school that day because of the pain, but Grandpa Mo Yi is the ultimate boss in this world, hidden in the sewer.

So, Grandpa Mo Yi would look at the other person calmly to see what the other person wanted to do, or in other words, wait until the other person showed a smug look, then he would take action, knock the other person to the ground, and then ask the other person to compensate for the mental damage that an ordinary person would probably not be able to afford in ten lifetimes.

Of course, the other party cannot afford to pay compensation, so Grandpa Mo Yi has a reason to force the other party to become his employee and work for him for the rest of his life to repay his mental damages.

That's right, this is Grandpa Mo Yi, who is as smart as Xiao Yujiang. He can come up with such a vicious, no, perfect plan to fight evil with evil in just over ten seconds. He is worthy of being a world-class boss. Even in other people's stories, he is destined to become a small monster beaten by a male protagonist like Ultraman. He should be a small monster of the finale level who can only be killed after surviving for about two thousand chapters.

What happened next was just as Grandpa Mo Yi had expected. The other party gave him an expression that said 'we all understand', and then he took off his thick-looking black suit.

Grandpa Mo Yi, with his right hand behind his back, had already rubbed out a thunder-attributed 'Rasengan', ready to give the other party a taste of the electrotherapy secrets from Grandpa Bo (the young man Uzumaki Boruto who controls the power of science) the moment the other party wants to stretch out his evil hands.