My wife is the stand-in.

The soft morning light pierced through the sheer curtains.

The wall-mounted LCD screen begins projecting vibrant images of nature as the scheduled time arrives.

Amidst the gentle sound of flowing water, the cool air from the central air conditioning system is infused with moisture and air freshener through the ventilation room, sending air into the room that mimics the soft, natural atmosphere of a streamside.

Amanosaki woke up slowly after a restful night's sleep, having slept soundly without any dreams.

His left hand felt a little numb.

That's a natural reaction caused by prolonged compression.

Amanosaki habitually rolled over to his left, placing his right hand on his left, as if trying to scratch an itch.

But his scratching right hand didn't touch his left arm; instead, it pressed against a smooth, jade-like body.

Amanosaki opened his eyes, his fingers unconsciously tracing the girl's forearm, which was as smooth as a lotus root and as warm as velvet.

"Let me sleep a little longer."

The girl, tired and sleepy, uttered words that sounded like both a coquettish complaint and a reproachful tone from Amanosaki's arms.

He looked down and saw his smooth, dark hair reflecting the faint orange light of the monitor.

That face, as beautiful as a painting, was buried in his chest, and was revealed as Amanosaki rolled over.

Her gently parting cherry lips, her adorable little nose that makes you want to take a bite, her swan-like white and straight neck, her exquisitely crafted collarbones, and the breathtaking beauty that seems to herald the arrival of spring—all of these deeply captivated Amanosaki.

He held his breath, and for a moment thought he was still dreaming.

Noticing Amanosaki pull his wrist away, Rin Tohsaka, still fast asleep, furrowed her brows and pouted. She clung to Amanosaki's neck like a protective treasure, refusing to let go.

"Just a little longer, please."

Amanosaki hurriedly lay back down, ignoring the discomfort of the dry bandage on her right hand and the numbness in her left arm.

He shrank back into bed, pulling the blankets tightly over him, and stared blankly at the sleeping Rin Tohsaka.

To his shame, this was only the second time he had seen a woman asleep.

The first was his mother, and that was when he was very, very young, so young that he had no memory of her at all.

If we add a prefix like "young" or "lovable" before a woman, then Rin Tohsaka is the first.

Who would feel affection for their own mother? There should only be respect and love; filial piety is just empty words.

About half an hour passed.

As the projection of the bamboo forest by the stream on the monitor showed a cricket chirping excitedly on a rock protruding from the water, it was showing off its purple armor for the fifth time, only to be swallowed whole by a frog lying in ambush.

Rin Tohsaka finally slowly opened her eyes.

Amanosaki swore that he saw the starlight flickering through his sleepy eyes.

That was a god more dazzling than the most expensive gemstone, which instantly absorbed his soul.

He watched as the girl rubbed the corner of her eye, her face scrunched up as she woke up, making her look even cuter, like a kitten that had just awakened.

"Good morning, Nozaki... um~ oh."

Rin Tohsaka's "Good Morning" ends with a lazy, altered tone, like a cat's meow.

Amanosaki softly said "Good morning" and then kissed him without hesitation.

Then he touched the girl's soft and supple lips, smelled her faint body fragrance, and tasted the flavor of his lover's tongue.

After a leisurely and slow good morning kiss, Amanosaki stroked the girl's cheek with his fingers, then suddenly lay back down, spreading his fingers to press Rin Tohsaka's hair, and pressed the girl against his chest.

"Mud-seat God Horse!"

Rin's voice was slightly distorted as she was held in someone's arms, but even that distorted voice sounded exceptionally cute.

I want to wake you up one more time.

Amanosaki greedily inhaled the girl's scent and muttered:

"This time I'm going to kiss you awake."

Chapter Thirty-Four: Villains and Lechers

The indoor temperature is kept constant at a comfortable 26 degrees Celsius.

With beads of sweat on his body, Amanosaki turned on the water heater and immersed himself in the slightly hot water, beginning his standard shower routine.

His right hand has now fully healed and he can take a bath without any problems. However, his right hand is still a bit weak and hurts from time to time.

She wrapped a bath towel around her lower body, ran her fingers through her wet hair and swept it back, instantly looking more refreshed.

Rin Tohsaka rested her head on the edge of the bed, looking up at Amanosaki.

The shirtless Amanosaki possesses a fairly robust physique, largely due to the years he has worked hard to save money by walking and carrying things alone. In addition, he has inherited half of Muscle Rin's physique, resulting in abs, chest muscles, V-line, and cheekbones.

And these slightly outstanding muscles assembled under that face create a magical attraction.

Even Rin Tohsaka had to admit that he had clean features, a slightly delicate face, and the scholarly air cultivated from years of reading and painting, which contrasted with his muscles without being overly exaggerated.

It was just right.

It looks just right, feels just right, is just right in its allure, just right in its ecstasy, just right in its firmness...

The girl silently looked away, her gaze lingering on Amanosaki's muscular back as he turned away.

Amanosaki moved his fingers to relieve the swelling in his wrists, and his back muscles bulged and flattened with the circular motion of his shoulders. For Rin Tohsaka, this was a more stimulating drug than coffee.

She couldn't sleep at all.

"Alright alright."

The girl, covered by a thin blanket, got out of bed and staggered into the bathroom. The blanket fell to the floor, and her naked body was vaguely visible through the frosted glass. The sound of pattering water echoed the flowing water on the monitor.

Amanosaki went into the kitchen, took the leftover eggs and houttuynia cordata from last night, lit the fire, heated the pan, and quickly made a poached egg and a cold houttuynia cordata salad.

As Rin Tohsaka came out, drying her hair, Amanosaki just lifted the lid of the steamer. The rich aroma of millet porridge wafted out, and Rin's hunger, like a sleeping worm, suddenly became active.

God knows how she could be hungry when she was clearly a stand-in?

'Gundams are machines, yet some can drink beverages, so what I'm doing isn't too outrageous.' Rin Tohsaka tugged at her underwear, pulling out the fabric stuck between her legs, and reached for her chopsticks.

Amanosaki gently tapped her beautiful nails, making a soft "snap" sound.

"You didn't wash your hands."

"I took a shower," Rin Tohsaka said confidently.

Amanosaki pointed at the girl's panties: "But you touched that."

"What's wrong with that? They're all mine." Rin Tohsaka glared, her cheeks puffed out, looking incredibly cute.

No, it's beyond just cute; it's an absolute gem, comparable to the cuteness of a giant panda.

Amanosaki dragged a chair to sit next to Rin, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other:

"I feed you."

"..." Rin Tohsaka had an unnatural expression on her face, as if she was shy or expectant. She turned her face away and stared at Amanosaki without blinking. Just as Amanosaki was about to put down his bowl and spoon in frustration, she swallowed the millet porridge in one gulp.

To Amanosaki's astonishment, the girl jumped up, rushed into the toilet with hurried, light steps, washed her hands quickly, ran back, snatched the bowl, blushed, and pretended nothing had happened, then ate quickly.

The two ate in silence for a while. Rin Tohsaka glanced at Amanosaki several times and found that he was eating calmly and had no intention of speaking.

After a few minutes, Rin couldn't resist putting down her bowl, resting her head on her elbow, and pouting:

"Hey, don't you have anything you want to ask?"

"What do you want to ask?" Amanosaki picked up a piece of houttuynia cordata with his chopsticks and crunched it loudly.

"Why is it me again today?"

“Whether she says it or not, I believe Rin has her own reasons,” Amanosaki said matter-of-factly, while taking a bite out of the fried egg, and the bright red yolk, still steaming, flowed out.

Rin Tohsaka grunted, her face full of frustration at her failed scheme. She pushed the bowl forward, resignedly saying:

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Clang!

A heavy deerskin chest, octagonal and brass-plated, with all six sides engraved with ornate patterns, was placed on the table.

Rin Tohsaka opened the box, and the metal discs rose up as the lid was lifted, arranged in a stepped pattern.

A dazzling array of natural gemstones shone brightly in the small room, as if the stars in the sky were hidden within.

"This is what I got after my fame increased," Rin Tohsaka said casually, pointing to the gemstone worth over seven figures.

To be honest, Amanosaki had never seen so many gems before, but he couldn't take his eyes off them not because of their market value.

He had his magic crest transplanted, and under Rin's violent manipulation, his magic circuits were activated. Magic was now as natural to him as seeing images with his eyes and hearing sounds with his ears.

And without exception, all the gems in the box contain abundant magic.

“These are my usual reserves.” Rin Tohsaka nodded. “The ten most expensive ones are not included; I estimate their popularity won’t be unlocked until the third stage.”

"To be honest, I never thought I could earn so much money." Amanosaki swallowed hard and joked.

"Being a magician is a very expensive profession. A wealthy magician and a poor magician are two completely different beings. Since I was at my peak when I was unknown, it's normal to get materials as I level up. These materials will simply disappear once they leave you; they cannot be traded. The real value of these things lies in their magical reserves."

Rin Tohsaka fiddled with the gems in the box and said softly, "Last night I made you draw so that I could see if I could raise your profile to the [Emerging Talent] level and gain new abilities."

"Like Hinata unlocking the Gentle Step Lion Fist?"

“Yes.” Rin Tohsaka nodded and let out a long sigh of relief. “It turns out I made the right bet.”

"Last night, I used a magic circle and consumed a third of the gems to cast a great spell on the [Perfect Type], which is me."

Amanosaki became serious and put down the last mouthful of porridge: "What kind of grand magic trick?"

"It consumes popularity, thereby maintaining Rin Tohsaka's identity, or other identities, for a few more days. [Emerging Talent] can be maintained for one day, and higher popularity can be maintained for even more days."

"But note that lost fame is lost forever and must be built up again. The granted abilities can be retained, but they will be greatly weakened. Also, there is no bug where rebuilding fame to the [Emerging Talent] level can refresh abilities or items."

Rin Tohsaka recounted the story in as much detail as possible, her fingers unconsciously tapping the table, revealing her nervousness.

After all, she didn't have time to explain this to Amanosaki in detail from beginning to end.

Amanosaki looked at the small print in his field of vision.

Current identity: Rin Tohsaka (staying behind)