Unlimited Ambition

Kihara Ayaki's face was completely contorted, appearing ferocious and terrifying. Then she pulled the trigger.

"Idiot," I cursed one last time. Then I swatted the bullet away like I was swatting a fly. After that, I grabbed Kihara Ayaki by the collar, pulled her off the wheelchair, and threw her to the ground.

"Onii-chan?!" Kuroko seemed surprised that I would do something so rude. She called out strangely, but hesitated and didn't step forward.

"So you're saying it's all because of your abilities that you hurt people?!" I stomped on Kihara Ayaki's stomach. I heard her groan in pain, then I pulled her up from the ground.

"You ungrateful brat?! What do you know?!" I roared, half-jokingly, "You possess such immense power, yet you don't cherish it?! Do you know how many ordinary people around the world struggle desperately for their lives every day?! For them, a glass of water or a piece of bread is the greatest luxury!! And you're going to throw away what they can't even dream of?! You spendthrift!!!" With that, I slapped him across the face.

"Superpowers, magic, knives, guns. What's the difference? Blaming everything on your superpowers?! Even if you're trying to shirk responsibility, at least come up with a better excuse!!!"

Kihara cried out, "Isn't it because of my superpowers?! Because of the coordinate shifting, I almost died when I was trapped inside a wall as a child!!"

"That's because you're stupid!!" I slapped her again: "Such a small thing makes you pessimistic and world-weary?!"

I roared, "Compared to me, you're living in paradise!! I've had to learn how to kill since I was four! Sixteen hours of intense training every day!! The equipment used for training was all real guns and ammunition! One wrong move and you'd die!!!"

After each day's training, my body felt like a crumpled rag doll. I barely slept six hours a night before having to get up and train again!

When I got a little older, I was sent out on missions. Killing! Those magical societies, heretics, apostates. Every day I walked the line between life and death! I've lived like this for ten years! And it has to continue!! I haven't said anything, and you, a little brat, are complaining?! Damn it!!

Upon hearing what I said, not only Kihara Akihiro, but also Kuroko next to her, all seemed to be stunned.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today," I said, pinning her against the wall, a dagger appearing in my hand without my knowledge. "Not only can superpowers kill, but weapons can too! But you absolutely cannot blame everything on them!!"

After that, the dagger was plunged into Kihara's abdomen, once, then again, and once more. Blood flowed everywhere like tap water, and Kihara's body convulsed, as if she were enduring immense pain.

At that moment, Kuroko suddenly remembered what I had told her earlier: "If I do anything terrible, please stop me immediately."

Seeing my eyes redden and my emotions spiraling out of control, Hei Zi disregarded his own safety and immediately ran over, grabbing my waist with one hand and gripping my wrist holding the dagger with the other, trying his best to stop me.

"Onii-chan! Stop hitting her! If you keep hitting her, she'll really die!! Please stop!" Kuroko shouted, but I easily ignored her strength. The dagger went in and out of Kihara Ayaki's body several more times.

"Please get back to normal soon, and become the gentle Onii-chan again! That's the Onii-chan that Kuroko knows and loves!" Kuroko shouted, tears streaming down his face.

Encouraged by the girl, I dropped the dagger. Seeing that she had lost her support, Kihara Awaki collapsed against the wall, leaving obvious bloodstains.

I turned around, threw myself into Kuroko's arms, and burst into tears, as if I had endless grievances to express. At the same time, I quietly pointed a finger, stabilizing Kihara Ayaki's injuries.

"Onii-chan..." Kuroko hugged me with unusual tenderness. So that's how tenderness can appear on that face.

After that, I suddenly looked up and kissed Kuroko through my tears. Kuroko was stunned for a moment, then completely disregarded the inappropriate atmosphere and responded passionately. Until I, still crying, roughly ripped off her skirt and threw it aside.

The Tokiwadai school uniform skirt was quickly stained crimson. Ignoring it all, I tore open Kuroko's jacket again…

Chapter Four: Perhaps this kind of girl is the most suitable for me

When Shirai Kuroko woke up again, it was already the next morning. She rubbed her eyes, and then, following the morning sunlight, she saw my back. Recalling yesterday's madness, even a girl like her, who was known for being a bit of a pervert, blushed and dared not think too much about it. But the look in her eyes as she gazed at my back gradually changed.

"Are you awake?" I turned around, my face filled with guilt and exhaustion.

Hei Zi nodded, pulled the blanket over her mouth, and looked shy and embarrassed.

I nodded: "I'm sorry, Kuroko. I was a little... well, I'm very sorry."

Kuroko shook her head: "Onii-chan, Kuroko doesn't care about these things. On the contrary, Kuroko is more curious about you, Onii-chan. Can you tell me?"

I asked, "Some things, once you know them, you can't go back. Kuroko, do you really want to know?"

Hei Zi nodded without saying a word.

I sighed softly: "I am the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Jerusalem."

Kuroko was startled: "Onii-chan, are you a prince?!"

I nodded.

"Is that the legendary prince who descended from heaven as an angel?!" Kuroko asked.

"I don't know." I started to play dumb, shaking my head in great distress. "I really don't know. Perhaps some of my ancestors were angels descended from heaven. But I'm definitely not one of them. Because since I was born, I've been no different from any other normal person."

Kuroko was a little skeptical: "But Onii-chan, you're so amazing."

I sighed softly and said, "That's because I have to work hard; I carry an exceptionally heavy burden."

"The burden Onii-chan mentioned... does it refer to Jerusalem?" Kuroko asked.

I hummed in agreement, then said, "That's right, the Kingdom of Jerusalem. A nation entirely bound together by religion and legend. Blackie, let me ask you this: If one day the people of Jerusalem suddenly discovered that their crown prince wasn't an angel descended from heaven as legend had it, but just an ordinary person, what kind of consequences do you think would occur?"

Kuroko's expression turned grim. He reached out and grabbed my arm.

A bitter smile crept onto my lips: "Therefore, I can only strive, ten times, a hundred times more than ordinary people, to make my actions appear entirely like those of an angel. Whether it's politics, economics, military affairs, diplomacy, or even personal martial prowess, I study with great effort."

Hei Zi didn't speak, he just nodded.

“Because I know that if I don’t do this, my country will crumble. A country that places all its power and hope on one person is like a castle in the air. It looks beautiful, but a gust of wind can blow it down.”

At this point, my voice choked up again: "So all I can do is try my best. Even if it goes against my conscience, I have to grit my teeth and do it. The billions of believers in Jerusalem are watching me."

I took a deep breath as I said this: "Fortunately, my efforts were not in vain. My mind is still quite sharp. The legend of the angel has been preserved. My people are overjoyed. Standing atop the tower, watching countless people cheer wildly, I knew how heavy the shackles I bore were. Billions of people in Jerusalem look to me, venerating me as an angel, a crown prince, and the God of the earth. I must bear this responsibility."

Kuroko looked at me with unusually gentle eyes, but still didn't say a word.

“I have killed people, I have annihilated rebels, sorcerer societies, and heretics. My hands are covered in blood. But I have no regrets. For the sake of the people of Jerusalem who trusted me, I have no regrets.”

My voice suddenly became passionate and stirring, then tender and gentle: "I thought my life would just pass by like this. Until one day, I met Mikoto. She was innocent, she was gentle, and she had great power, but she was unwilling to hurt any innocent people. Compared to me, she was so perfect, as dazzling as the sun."

The Mikoto that I described was exactly the same as the one Kuroko remembered. But after hearing what I said, Kuroko felt both delighted and vaguely disappointed.

“I know perfectly well that a butcher like me, with blood on his hands, is not worthy of her. Yet I still desperately want to get close to her. I want to have her, to have the radiant sun. I want her, I really want her…” As I said this, I hugged Hei Zi’s petite body tightly again.

"Onii-chan, there's absolutely nothing about you that's unworthy of Onee-sama," Kuroko said, trying to comfort me.

"In my heart, Onii-chan is an exceptionally gentle person. Everything Onii-chan does is the same as Onee-sama—to protect those around him. Although their methods differ, their goals are the same. They're like two sides of a coin. In Kuroko's mind, Onii-chan and Onee-sama are the perfect match."

Onii-chan is gentle and brave, though perhaps a little cold, but that makes up for Irene-sama's excessive naiveté and tolerates her capriciousness. And Irene-sama, in turn, can heal the wounds in Onii-chan's heart... so..."

Hei Zi couldn't continue after saying that. Asking her to hand me over was like having her heart ripped out with a knife.

"So, go find your sister... Kuroko will always bless you and will be willing to protect you silently from where she can't see..." At this point, Kuroko was already sobbing uncontrollably.

I shook my head: "Let's not talk about her, okay? You were so gentle and comforting to me last night, but what about you, Hei Zi?"

"Onii-chan... Kuroko, I don't want to give you to anyone either," Kuroko said, crying.

And just like that, Kuroko and I officially became a couple. After I'd cried enough, Kuroko reverted to her perverted nature, expressing her unwavering support for me to win over my older sister. Of course, that was on the condition that I make room for her on the bed.

"I heard that a man in Jerusalem can have up to twenty-four wives, is that true?!" Blackie asked, his eyes shining.

I nodded and smiled wryly: "That's right. Because the doctrine states that woman was created from a man's rib. And humans have a total of twenty-four ribs (a salute to the author who used a roundabout approach to achieve this!). However, apart from a few, the vast majority of Jerusalemites are still monogamous. Such marriages are also subject to strict rules, requiring the consent of all participants."

Kuroko, however, looked confident: "It's okay, with my help, Onii-chan, you'll definitely win the heart of your sweetheart!"

After Kuroko finished speaking, she gave me a kiss. Then, disregarding her naked state, she jumped off the bed, turned back to me with a smile, and asked, "Where's the bathroom?"

I smiled helplessly. Then I replied, "First floor. Go down the stairs and straight ahead, turn left and the first room is it."

Kuroko responded with a "whoosh," and then dashed down the stairs, saying as she ran, "Get me my clothes ready, Onii-chan?"

"Got it," I replied. Then I mentally cheered: Yay, the plan is working!

Just then, Kuroko's exclamation came from downstairs. "Did you see 'that'?" I thought to myself as I ran out—by the way, I had already taken a shower and changed into new clothes beforehand.

"What's going on?!" I asked, knowing the answer already.

Kuroko looked panicked, pointing at Kihara Ayaki on the sofa who appeared perfectly fine: "She, she, she, she, she... she's not dead?"

After being woken up by Kuroko's noise, Kihara seemed very dissatisfied: "You perverted streaking maniac, do you want me to die that badly?"

"Onii-chan?!" Kuroko realized she wasn't wearing any clothes and ran over to hide behind me.

"After I realized what was happening yesterday, I found that she could still be saved, so I cast a few healing spells and brought her back to life. After that, there was nowhere to put her, so I brought her back with me."

"She's a dangerous person, Onii-chan. Last night she pulled the trigger on you without hesitation!" Kuroko shouted from behind me.

"It doesn't matter what, does it? He still stabbed me several times after that, didn't he?" Kihara's tone was still terrible.

"Forget it, Kuroko. This guy isn't exactly a bad person... he's just a little slow in thinking. With some re-education, he can reintegrate into society." I defended her without any mercy.

"You bastard! Watch out or I'll move the arrow inside your body!" Kihara said without any politeness.

"If you're so capable, go ahead and try! I was nearly beaten to death by Onii-chan yesterday." Before I could even speak, Kuroko interrupted, trying to draw attention away from me.

"You pervert, looking for a fight?" Sure enough, Jie Biao changed his target.

The hater retorted, "Who's afraid of who?!"

It turned out those two really intended to use my house as a battlefield. Luckily, I had already set up spatial defenses in the room beforehand, which prevented a real fight from breaking out.

Afterwards, Kuroko realized it was inappropriate to be naked, so she went into the bathroom to shower. Being seen by me is one thing. Being seen by someone else is another. Even though the other person was a woman. But putting herself in others' shoes, Kuroko probably thought the whole world was as perverted as she was.

After that, only Kihara Tamaki and I were left in the living room. The atmosphere became slightly awkward.

Kihara Ayaki's feelings are complicated. She did take what I said yesterday to heart. She's been reflecting on whether she went too far. But my violent treatment of her has definitely caused her significant psychological trauma. Yet, afterwards, I treated her without holding a grudge and brought her back to my home. So, Kihara Ayaki is conflicted.

"So, you'll probably be wanted by Academy City next. Do you have any plans?" I asked.

At this point, Kihara Ayaki seemed slightly disappointed: "You've already obtained the remains of the tree diagram's designer. And it seems I'm no match for you, this monster. Scientific societies outside Academy City won't offer me any protection. If I want to stay in Academy City, joining the Dark Side is my only option."

But I have no interest in becoming a dog kept by the council... How about that? Come to think of it, you're the one who picked me up. You should have already figured out a way out for me, right? You cunning fellow.”

It seems this guy has seen through my intentions to some extent.

I chuckled lightly, unconcerned: "Then how about working for me? The state church of Jerusalem is powerful enough. And I consider myself a generous boss."

Kihara Tsurugi looked somewhat puzzled: "What, does Jerusalem also shelter people from the science side?"

I shrugged: "As long as Ms. Kyoho Tsushima demonstrates her value, Jerusalem is willing to hire you as an external ally."

Kihara Ayaki chuckled softly, "I don't seem to have a reason to refuse... So from today onwards, please allow me to call you Boss." Kihara Ayaki extended her hand.

"Of course, I will cherish someone as talented as Ms. Kihara Awaki." I also reached out my hand, grasped Kihara Awaki's hand, and gently shook it...

Chapter Five: Meeting the Parents

In the end, Mikoto didn't see me until after the Daihasei Festival had begun. The reason was simple: something had happened in Europe again. I had to go back and deal with it.

For reasons unknown, European countries simultaneously began stockpiling strategic resources such as oil and non-ferrous metals. International oil prices soared, causing widespread hardship for ordinary people. Jerusalem profited handsomely—but then quickly realized something was amiss.

Could they be planning to start World War III? Otherwise, why would they stockpile strategic resources?

However, seeing that none of the countries had activated their reserves or switched to wartime production, and that the stockpiling of supplies had been completed in just three days—as if it were a game—Jerusalem was starting to feel uncertain.

My adoptive father is about to be called by the Lord in less than two years. In the past two years, I've been put in charge of making all the important decisions in Jerusalem, but a bunch of ministers have advised me to go back home.