bookbashuk Chapter 328: A three-person bedtime game, evening food delivery service, and another arrow shot!
Chapter 328: A three-person bedtime game, evening food delivery service, and another arrow shot!
Chapter 328: Three-person bedtime game, evening food delivery service, and another arrow struck!
"Ding~"
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break.
"I'm going back to the classroom. What about you?"
The two-dimensional weaver asked the boy.
"I have to go back now. I'll come find you for lunch again tomorrow."
Rin Tohsaka was a little sleepy. Broly had noticed this while eating the staff meal earlier. Thinking about how she had also agreed to take a bath and sleep with him, Broly replied.
"yes……"
Ryougi watched the boy leave.
See you tomorrow.
Broly turned around and waved to her, and she instinctively raised her hand and waved back twice.
"Why are you only just getting back?"
After finding Rin Tohsaka and the others, the girl asked while yawning.
"I took out some food and we had a big meal together."
Broly answered.
"So, how much did the other person's happiness level increase?"
Rin Tohsaka was somewhat curious.
"4 points."
"That's really rare."
Broly thought so too, but compared to the type who rises and then falls, he thought the type of wife who steadily rises was also quite good.
"Then, Fujimura-neechan, we'll head back to Fuyuki City now."
"Yes, remember to come visit me here often when you have time."
"Okay, by the way, Fujimura-neechan, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"
Broly agreed, then asked again.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Tengcun Dahe was somewhat puzzled.
"I'm coming here again tomorrow to have lunch with a girl named Ryougi Shiki. I'll bring my own lunch, and I'll also bring one for you, Fujimura-nee. I think the food at your grandfather's house is better than the staff meals here."
The canteen at Tengcun's house was considered a small kitchen, while the staff meals at Guanshang Academy were cooked in a large pot, and neither the ingredients nor the taste were as good.
"Was I just someone who got my food delivered on the side?"
Fujimura Taiga reached out and pinched the boy's cheek.
"I'll bring them separately, breakfast and dinner too."
Broly changed his tune.
"Forget it, that would be too much of a burden for you."
"It's not hard work at all. I can go back and forth by myself in just a few minutes."
Fujimura Taiga: "..."
"Then you take it."
"What would you like to eat, Fujimura-neechan?"
Broly asked.
I eat whatever my family cooks.
Fujimura Taiga didn't know what he wanted to eat, so he just said that.
"Okay, I'll start bringing you dinner tonight."
Having made this promise, Broly led his men back to Fuyuki City.
"Then I'll go back. I still need to talk to my father about investing in the puppeteer."
Back at the Emiya residence, Rin Tohsaka got out of the car and yawned again.
"Rin, aren't you going to take a bath with me or go to bed with me?"
Broly asked curiously, which immediately roused the somewhat sleepy girl.
"Shh, shh, how dare you say something like that so loudly?"
Rin Tohsaka blushed and put her index finger to her lips.
He looked around and, finding no one else in the yard, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is this something that can't be said out loud?"
Broly found it a little strange.
"Of course, things like this can only be done, not said. Even if we have to say it, we shouldn't say it loudly in public. We should just say it quietly in private."
Emiya Kiritsugu: "..."
"Are you still going to take a bath? And after you bath, will you sleep with me?"
Broly lowered his voice and floated up to whisper in Rin Tohsaka's ear.
"Let's do it another day. I need to go home and talk to my father."
Feeling a tickle from the whispers, Rin Tohsaka decided to hold off for now.
"Since Tohsaka-neechan isn't coming, let's all take a bath and sleep together."
Listening to his daughter's words, Kiritsugu Emiya called the boy aside again. After confirming that they were just taking a bath and sleeping in the same bed and wouldn't do anything else strange, he was finally able to relax... No way, but there was nothing he could do if he was worried. His daughter seemed to really want to please the boy.
In the afternoon, after taking a bath, the three of them put on their pajamas, laid out a mattress on the floor, and went to sleep in a shared bed.
However, they couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the day, so they just lay in the same bed, staring blankly at the ceiling of Sakura's room.
"Hey Sakura, Broly, do you think we'll generate more happiness points if we just lie here like this?"
After lying silently for more than ten minutes, Ilya suddenly asked the question.
"It seems not."
Sakura replied that her happiness points were generated quickly when she was getting a body scrub, but now it seems to have returned to its original output state.
"Where exactly did we go wrong?"
Ilya sat up from the covers and asked a question, wearing cute pink bunny pajamas.
"Could it be that I need to interact with Broly to increase my happiness points?"
Sakura offered her opinion, also sitting up from her bed, wearing the same cute pink bunny-patterned pajamas.
"But what kind of interactions can we have in bed?"
"Ilya asked."
"this……"
Sakura blushed; she had read some indecent comics.
"Perhaps we can play a game."
The sheets were pulled back as the two girls sat up, and Broly, with his arms crossed and head resting on the pillow, suddenly said this.
"What games can three people play in bed together?"
Ilya's question brought to Broly's mind a game that was suitable for three people.
After going outside to get the props, the sound of playing cards soon echoed from Sakura's room.
"Second, submit the order."
"I can't afford it."
"bomb!"
Sakura and Illya are both very smart. After Broly explained the rules of Dou Dizhu to them and they played two rounds themselves, they quickly got the hang of it.
"Brother Broly, are you a peasant or a landowner?"
"So what if I'm a farmer?"
"I'm a farmer too, why are you blowing me up?"
"Uh, sorry, I didn't notice. I'm giving you a small hand."
Broly played a 4, and Sakura looked at him with a hint of resentment, softly saying, "I can't play it."
"Huh?!"
Ilya was shocked, never expecting to escape from a desperate situation, and quickly dropped a King.
"Oh, you don't want number 4 either?"
"I also have 4 left."
"Uh, don't worry, I'm here. I have a strong hand, and Ilya has 12 cards in her hand right now. There's no way she can beat me."
"My king, would you like it?"
Ilya asked with a smile.
"I'll let you have your way, but you won't take it."
"Okay, three planes with three single plates, that's it."
Ilya instantly cleared all 12 cards, leaving the boy, who had just started playing Dou Dizhu and had no habit of memorizing cards, dumbfounded.
"Brother Broly..."
Sakura looked even more resentful, while Illya burst into laughter.
Happiness points are generated continuously during the game.
And time flies by.
As evening fell, when someone came to call them to dinner, the boy with the worst card skills had his face covered in sticky notes.
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm going to bring lunch to Tengcun-neechan."
Broly, who was playing cards as the landlord and was being outmaneuvered by the girls, quickly abandoned the game he was about to lose and ran out.
"Hey, this works too? I'm almost winning."
Holding two bombs, Illya puffed out her cheeks, while Sakura showed her the Twin Kings in her hand.
"Sister Ilya, do you think Brother Broly is letting us win?"
"Huh?"
"Otherwise, how could he possibly lose every hand he played as the landlord?"
. . . .
Broly went to deliver the food.
"Tonight's dinner is grilled seafood. After Grandpa Fujimura found out I was bringing you lunch, he had the cook at home pack a whole lunchbox full of food for you."
In the office, when Broly took out an enormous lunchbox, Fujimura Taiga was shocked by its size and quickly pressed his hand down.
"Magicians are required to abide by confidentiality agreements. Although you are not a magician, Broly, if someone discovers something unusual about you, it will be a troublesome matter. If it causes a disturbance, the Mage's Association may come to cause trouble."
"It's Fujimura Taiga," he said in a low voice.
"I'm not afraid of trouble."
This was the second time Broly had heard of the Magic Association.
. . . .
Meanwhile, in the office of the dean of the Clock Tower in Europe, the Grand Marshal of the Demonic Path, who was talking to the dean of the Clock Tower, suddenly shivered.
"What is it, Lord Xiubaiyin Augu?"
The clock tower dean noticed the unusual behavior of the demonic marshal and couldn't help but ask him about it.
"It's nothing..."
Kishua Zelrich didn't say much, but just a moment ago, he sensed the Death Star, which seemed to be shining above the entire clock tower.
But that must have been an illusion, because the feeling of goosebumps quickly disappeared.
. . . .
"Of course I know you're not afraid of trouble, but I'm afraid you might kill the guy who comes looking for trouble."
"Will this be a lot of trouble?"
"It's best to avoid trouble if possible. After all, I, Tengcun, am now considered a magician."
Fujimura Taiga patted the boy's head, which gave the boy some common sense about the mystery of this world.
"Seriously, does Grandpa think I'm a pig? Making me pack food in such a huge lunchbox, how am I supposed to finish it?"
Then, Fujimura Taiga looked at the enormous lunchbox in the boy's hand and began to complain.
"Um, could I share some of the food from Fujimura-nee's lunchbox with someone else?"
Upon hearing this, Broly seemed to remember something and asked a question.
"That's possible, but who would you like to give it to, Ryougi Shiki?"
"Um."
Broly nodded.
Do you have anything to put in it?
"Yes, I forgot to wash the plates from lunch after I got home, so we can take them out and use them again now."
"Well, you'd better wash them thoroughly before using them."
Fujimura Taiga gave the boy a reminder.
Broly initially wanted to use water magic to wash the dishes on the spot, but remembering the confidentiality that Fujimura Taiga had reminded him of, he obediently went to the toilet to rinse the dishes.
After returning, Broly shared some of the food and put it back in his personal space before waving goodbye to Fujimura Taiga.
Ryougi Shiki's aura still lingered in the school. Broly, following the direction of the girlish aura, walked over at a normal pace.
During this time, Broly also encountered a bald, middle-aged headmaster of studies. The headmaster was somewhat surprised when he saw the boy and immediately stopped Broly to ask about his identity.
Upon learning that Broly was the younger brother of Fujimura Taiga and had come to the school to deliver dinner to the young student teachers, the head of the teaching department was initially puzzled, then realized, and finally showed an appreciative expression.
"Your sister is very hardworking, and I believe that her hard work will become valuable experience in her teaching career."
"Broly, right? You're Fujimura-sensei's younger brother. I'm sure your grades are pretty good too. Keep up the good work, and I hope you can get into our Kansho Academy someday!"
After saying this, the middle-aged headmaster left satisfied, leaving Broly to swallow back the words "I didn't go to school".
Looking at the library south of the school, a girl in a kimono was flipping through the books in front of her. The reason she came to the school library to read after school was not because she loved reading, but simply because she disliked the hustle and bustle after school.
Women with this personality type often prefer to be alone in quiet places, doing things that don't make much noise.
Reading books in the library after school perfectly suits her interests.
The girl, who was quietly reading, was unaware that someone else was watching her peaceful reading.
She is so beautiful.
Kurogiri Kanya watched from a distance as the kimono-clad girl, sitting quietly in a chair by the window, reading a book in the slanting sunlight of dusk, exuding a serene aura, reaffirmed his assessment of the unfamiliar girl.
She seemed a bit irritable and impatient before, but now, shouldn't we go over and say hello, and get to know her?
The boy named Kurogiri Mikiya was somewhat restless. He had a feeling of instant attraction to the girl named Ryougi Shiki, who was his classmate.
Although she had been rejected before, and even witnessed the other person agree to be someone else's wife, the person who was agreed to be hers was just a child...
I think I still have a chance, right?
Thinking the same thing, Kurogiri Kanya stood up.
He mustered his courage, still holding a collection of detective stories in his hand, and walked towards Ryougi Shiki.
"Ryougi-kun, do you also like detective novels?"
Just as Kokutou Mikiya was thinking about how to make contact with Ryougi Shiki again, Broly walked past him.
The boy turned his head and glanced at the young woman with some curiosity before coming to the girl in the kimono and placing a plate of grilled saury that he had taken out beforehand next to the back of her hand.
"Um?"
Ryougi Shiki was disturbed and looked towards the person who had bothered her.
"This is grilled saury. I hope you like it."
Broly met the girl's gaze and spoke directly.
Why saury?
The girl in the kimono asked curiously.
"There is other food, but I can only bring it out to you when it's just the two of us."
Broly glanced again at the outsiders present.
Mikiya Kurogiri: "..."
"What I mean is, why are you giving me food?"
Ryougi Shiki corrected her own mistakes.
"I brought dinner for Fujimura-neechan, but it seems I brought too much. She can't finish it all. I thought of you, so I set aside some for you."
"Sister Fujimura, are you talking about Mr. Fujimura? Are you her brother?"
"Um."
"But Fujimura-sensei's brother, I still don't understand why you gave me food?"
"You're my future wife, so it's normal for me to feed you, even though we agreed to have lunch together tomorrow."
"Did we agree to this?"
Ryougi Shiki was somewhat puzzled, then, as if remembering something, she asked, "You... know my other personalities?"
"Um."
Broly nodded.
"Looks like I have to introduce myself again, right...?"
Then, the boy realized that this was a new personality, so he introduced himself again.
"My name is Broly, I'm a Saiyan, 12 years old, younger than you, so I can call you 'older sister,' but you don't have to if you don't need me to call you that."
"Hmm, you mean the future wife you're talking about?"
"You promised yourself that you'd become my wife, so you can't go back on your word!"
Broly looked at her and said that.
The female personality type: "..."
She, who would never refuse, wanted to verify it, and thus a strange feeling arose from within.
"Yes, that's right. I personally promised this child. That's how it is. You can decide what to do."
This strange feeling was like a question posed to her, prompting her to give this answer.
"Since she promised you, I won't deny it. However, you're still too young. If you're willing to have me as your wife when you grow up, then I'll be your wife."
The female personality, Shiki, is gentle and does not deny the decision made by the other personality. However, like Shiki, she is unaware of the existence of a third root personality within her, and subconsciously regards her agreement to become the boy's wife as a decision made by another self.
"Thump~"
Suddenly, the boy over there knelt down.
"Hey, what's wrong, classmate?"
Ryougi Shiki looked over and asked.
"It's nothing, my heart just hurt a little..."
Kurogiri Mikiya responded, feeling as if his heart had been struck once again by the invisible arrow fired by the Saiyan boy.
"You felt a sharp pain in your heart; that's a serious problem. Should we take you to the medical room?"
The female personality type dislikes humans, but also dislikes seeing potential tragedies in others.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Ryougi-kun."
Do you know me?
"At least we're classmates in the same class."
Kurogiri Mikiya said with a forced smile.
(End of this chapter)