In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

That same year, another piece of news occurred that you couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for you: your nominal stepmother, who had lost both legs in a car accident years ago and had been bedridden for many years as a vegetable, regained consciousness.

Upon receiving the news, you didn't inform anyone and went to the hospital alone immediately. The doctor was waiting for you outside the ward, and after you arrived, he explained your current situation in detail.

[It turns out that your wicked stepmother, although she has woken up, is not in a good condition. Because she has been bedridden for many years, her muscle tissue has atrophied throughout her body. In addition, the brain damage she suffered years ago seems to have had a significant impact on her motor nerves and language system. Furthermore, she is very weak and will have to remain in bed for a considerable period of time, with no energy left for rehabilitation training.]

He used a lot of technical jargon, but after listening, you managed to extract the main points.

In short, she has regained consciousness, but she is unable to get out of bed, and even moving a finger is difficult. Her speech is also affected; she is currently unable to speak a complete sentence in a coherent manner.

You stand before the bed of your stepmother, who abused you as a child. Seeing her emaciated, almost unrecognizable face, you feel nothing, even a slight urge to laugh. This is what she did back then, and this is the punishment she deserves.

[But you also feel a little melancholy, because she's awake, which means you'll have to make time to see her from time to time from now on. After all, in the eyes of the Isshiki family, you're a sensible and filial child, and this positive image is related to your future plans. You don't want this good impression to be shattered.]

Looking into the dull, lifeless eyes of your wicked stepmother on the hospital bed, you decide...

[1. Forget it, let's not cause any more trouble. Let her lie here and remain as she is until she passes away.]

2. Perhaps, even someone like her, if handled properly, could still be used again.

3. Treat her well, hire the best caregivers and nutritionists for her, and hope she recovers soon.

Suzumiya Chisato first eliminated the third option.

Hoping for her speedy recovery is a load of rubbish. Do you expect her to recover so you can take back the property that belongs to her?

When I was a child, I brought me home from the orphanage with such despicable thoughts, but my real purpose was just to get a free laborer.

If you ask Suzumiya Chisato, she deserves it.

He then turned his attention to the remaining two options.

To be honest, when the last option appeared, he thought the Sims game was about to end. Who knew that a random option would suddenly open up a new world of possibilities.

This was a truly unexpected and delightful surprise.

He chose to continue believing in himself in The Sims, a self whose personality had changed somewhat, but who for some reason felt strangely appealing and reliable.

[You've come up with an idea. If this idea is successfully implemented, not only will the risk of your stepmother reclaiming her rightful property be eliminated, but it will also greatly help your long-cherished plan to obtain Isshiki Yu. It's just that this plan is somewhat despicable, but you quickly come to terms with it. Doing despicable things to despicable people is like using violence to stop violence—it's perfectly reasonable.]

You sat down beside your stepmother's hospital bed and gently took her hand.

Your movement caught her attention, and she looked at you.

You introduced yourself and softly recounted to her what had happened during her years in a coma.

But upon learning that her husband was already dead, and that she had been lying unconscious in a hospital bed for so many years, and that both her legs had been amputated, a look of extreme panic flashed across her dark eyes. Her mouth opened slightly, but only a few incomprehensible syllables escaped.

You slightly increased the pressure on her hands, looking gently at her face contorted in pain. You told her not to worry, that although the doctor said the treatment would cause her considerable suffering, it was alright, and you would do everything in your power to continue the process.

Tell her sincerely that although she subjected you to inhumane abuse when you were a child, she is still your family, and you will take good care of her until the very end.

Your words had the desired effect; instead of reassuring your stepmother, they instilled even greater fear in her.

You didn't say anything more, slowly released her hand, and told her that you would come to "visit" her every day from now on.

You left the ward with those words in your hand.

…………

Chapter 136 The Gears Begin to Turn

The clever way to get something isn't to say it aloud, but to subtly get others to offer it to you willingly.

The news of your stepmother waking up reached your girlfriend and Isshiki's family, and you brought them to visit her one after the other.

[In their presence, you acted with great filial piety, gentleness, and meticulous care towards your stepmother. Your stepmother knew your true nature, but due to her frail health and inability to speak, she was unable to convey any meaningful information.]

No one noticed anything amiss in your relationship with your stepmother. Later, you specifically hired a very obedient caregiver for her, ostensibly for care, but in reality, to monitor her.

Just as you said before, you visited her every single day without fail, and personally "took care" of her for a period of time each day.

She trembled in your shadow every day, terrified of your arrival. After repeatedly confirming with you, the doctor began radical treatments that would cause her immense suffering. Although her physical condition seemed to gradually improve, she endured daily pain, and her spirit grew weaker day by day.

Six months later, you finally heard the words you wanted to hear from her: "Please let me go, let me die."

Tell her that no one has the right to end a life except by law, even if the life she wants to end is her own.

She told you that she heard from the caregiver that euthanasia is possible in Switzerland, and she begged you not to let her suffer any longer.

You remain silent. The caregiver's words, spoken with your instructions, indicate the plan is proceeding smoothly, but something is still missing.

Seeing your silence, she assumed you had softened and immediately, like a pitiful creature, begged for forgiveness, tears streaming down her face. She confessed her past misdeeds, saying she was not human and that if you agreed, she would repay you in her next life by serving you like a cow or a horse, only asking that you let her go now.

All the conditions have been met, and you feel a surge of joy. You can almost see the day when your plan succeeds, and the scene you've longed for since childhood: the iridescent feather nestled in your arms, whining and basking in both pain and pleasure beneath you.

[After a long silence, you finally agreed to her pleading. However, since you didn't believe in the afterlife, you made a condition: that she do you a favor within her capabilities.]

After hearing what you said, she nodded eagerly, indicating her willingness to cooperate, as long as you were willing to grant her request and allow her to make her own decisions about her life.

On your graduation day, surrounded by friends, classmates, and family, you knelt down on one knee and proposed to her in a traditional North American wedding ceremony.

A month after graduation, you held your wedding and became a model couple in the eyes of others, known for your deep love.

On your wedding night, Zhong Meili knelt before you. You gently touched the collar around her neck and told her, "The plan has begun. You know what to do." Zhong Meili, her face flushed, nodded.

A week later, at the Isshiki family's dinner table, Nakamoto Nari, in front of everyone, touched her belly—which wasn't bearing any new life—and shyly announced the false news that she was pregnant.

[Aside from you who know the truth, the Isshiki couple and Iroha all showed expressions of mixed surprise and delight.]

The Isshiki couple discussed that they could start preparing the cradle, bottles, and baby clothes now. Iroha Isshiki excitedly walked over and whispered in Nakano Rei's ear onto her belly.

Half a year has passed, and Zhong Meili's belly is growing bigger every day. She followed your advice and didn't look for a job for the time being to focus on her pregnancy. During the day, she waited for you to come home from work at Yise's house so they could have dinner together. In the evening, you would drive her back to your newlywed apartment.

[Iroha saw the affection between you two and was genuinely happy for you. Now a senior in college, she wasn't under much academic pressure, so she took the initiative to take care of her sister-in-law during the day.]

[On Sunday, your day off, an unexpected incident "coincidentally" occurred. The Isshiki couple were out having dinner and weren't home. When Isshiki was helping Naka no Miyako down the stairs, because you had deliberately splashed a little water on the wooden staircase beforehand, she lost her balance and fell down with Naka no Miyako.]

Iroha Isshiki was unharmed, only spraining her bottom, but the Central American etiquette was in serious trouble; she clutched her stomach in pain, and blood was flowing steadily from beneath her long skirt.

Iroha Isshiki realized the enormity of her mistake, but was terrified by the sight of her sister-in-law's face contorted in agony. She was on the verge of tears and rushed over to help her up, only to find her hands covered in sticky blood.

[You heard the commotion from the living room, peeked out and saw this scene, then ran over like a madwoman. Iroha had never seen you with such an expression.]

You hurriedly carried the North American gift into the car, not even waiting for Iroha Isshiki to catch up, and stepped on the gas to head to the private maternity hospital you had chosen beforehand.

[When Iroha Isshiki and her husband arrived at the hospital, they found you sitting anxiously outside the emergency room, looking like a cat on a hot tin roof.]

Mr. Isshiki sits beside you, puts his arm around your shoulder, and comforts you, saying everything will be alright. Mrs. Isshiki also holds your hand tightly.

As for Isshiki Hatake, she stood silently to the side with her head down, her hands still bearing traces of blood that hadn't been washed away and had scabbed over.

Half an hour later, a doctor wearing a mask emerged from the emergency room. This doctor, whom you had bribed beforehand, approached you and recited the lines you had prepared in advance.

"We have done everything we could, but we could only save the lady. As for the child... we are truly sorry. Furthermore, due to this accident, the lady will be unable to have children in the future."

After saying these words, the doctor offered some words of comfort, bowed, and left.

After hearing these words, you were completely disoriented, collapsing to the ground like an empty, soulless doll.

Lady Isshiki held you tightly in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

[With red eyes, Mr. Isshiki walked to Iroha Isshiki, who was standing to the side, opened his palm, and slapped her across the face with great force.]

Iroha Isshiki fell to the ground, covering her cheek. Her once bright and energetic eyes were now dull and lifeless.

…………

Chapter 137 The First Step

"..."

It’s really a good method.

Seeing the series of actions she had performed in the Sims, Chisato Suzumiya didn't know what to say except for this sentence.

[First-person perspective immersion...]

The hospital corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Mr. Isshiki looked at Isshiki Iroha who had fallen to the ground, gritted his teeth, and prepared to kick her again.

"enough!"

Suzumiya Chisato slowly stood up. As he took a deep breath, his entire body trembled slightly.

"Don't do that, Uncle."

Mrs. Isshiki keenly noticed the change in the formality in how Suzumiya Chisato addressed her husband when she said those words.

"This is no one's fault."

Suzumiya Chisato broke free from Isshiki-sama's support and went to Isshiki Iroha, who had fallen to the ground. She knelt down and gently helped her up.

"It was just an unfortunate accident. It's good that Mirei is... alright."

Mr. Isshiki clenched his fists, his face full of guilt.

He didn't even glance at his daughter's swollen face, and walked over to say...

"Qianli, don't be so pessimistic. Listen to me, medical technology is very advanced now. If this hospital doesn't work, we'll go to other hospitals. If that still doesn't work, we'll take Meili to a big hospital abroad. There's always a way."

Suzumiya Chisato gently shook her head.

Mr. Isshiki was unwilling to give up and was about to try to persuade her again when Mrs. Isshiki interrupted him.

"Honey, stop talking. Let's go check on Meili first."

"……Yes."

Still in a coma, Mid-North America was wheeled out of the emergency room by nurses and placed in a private ward.

Her eyes were closed and her face was pale.

The nurse said to Suzumiya Chisato,

"Your Excellency should regain consciousness in about half an hour. She will need to be hospitalized for observation for the foreseeable future."

After thanking her, Suzumiya Chisato didn't say anything more. He simply sat by the bedside and held his beloved wife's hand.

He was overwhelmed by immense grief and despair, and no sound from the outside world could elicit any response from him.

Lady Isshiki had been gently comforting her from the side, but as she spoke, seeing Suzumiya Chisato's reaction and expression, even she couldn't continue to say those seemingly optimistic words.

She stepped back to Iroha's side, looking at her daughter whom she had spoiled since childhood. She was about to scold her, but seeing the redness and swelling on her cheeks, she forced herself to hold back.