Unlimited Ambition

Academy City isn't an isolated island. I naturally know what's happening on Earth. I don't think they could have any plans. Who would give up a peaceful life to fight World War III—who else but me?

Even if war is inevitable, fine, mobilize national reserves and recall reservists. Why don't you just invest the entire national budget in defense? You think spending three days helping Jerusalem raise oil prices counts as preparing for war? Are you kidding me?!

So I gave the people of Jerusalem a good dressing down. I berated the usually arrogant ministers and bishops, leaving them utterly humiliated. In truth, they probably thought the same thing. But their thoughts are their own; it doesn't mean they assume I think the same way. After all, our positions are different. What if His Highness the Crown Prince has a unique perspective on this matter? Wouldn't that cause problems?

In addition, Gerald observed something else. There was another person who got off the plane with me this time. Although their attire was rather indecent, based on his years of experience with women, he figured they were probably still virgins.

The Grand Commander, upon seeing this, immediately thought of the multiplication he had been pondering earlier. He realized that this time, it was probably due to time constraints that they had only brought back one. Perhaps His Highness was in the middle of enjoying the second one when these clueless people persuaded him to return, which explained his great anger…

Commander Gerald is not far off, though. Aside from a slight discrepancy in the order, most of my guesses are correct. I'm not planning to seduce the second one, but the third…

This hasty return has brought almost no benefit. Staying any longer would only alert the girls at home. Girls like Messer, Fanwai, and Sasha, who are relatively intelligent, would likely realize I'm about to run away again. I might have to find them a few more sisters.

So this time, my stay in Jerusalem was very short—less than half a day. After berating a bunch of ministers and bishops, I introduced Kihara Tsura to Raymond and obtained a Dark Knight slot from him. Of course, I absolutely couldn't hand her over to him. After all, Kihara Tsura was considered a member of the science faction. If she really followed the Dark Knights, she'd most likely be used as cannon fodder.

So I took her with me to the Department of Mass Production of Superpowered Individuals. She was essentially an unofficial bodyguard. And Kihara seemed quite satisfied with this arrangement.

"I thought that after joining Jerusalem, I would be surrounded by idiots who only knew how to chant scriptures, and I wouldn't even be able to watch TV. This is not much different from my life in Academy City. I didn't expect Jerusalem's technology level to be so high," said Kihara.

...Do you think Jerusalem is still in the Middle Ages? I was speechless for a moment.

And so, I settled this guy down. Adding to the time I spent scolding him earlier, it was getting dark again. Although it wouldn't be impossible to rush back to Academy City now, this kind of restless life wasn't what I wanted. And going back to the palace would mean facing a bunch of girls asking me all sorts of questions.

I rolled my eyes. Oh well, I'll just have to make do here for the night. Anyway, the Misaka Sisters' testing was finished during the day.

I told the supervisor and randomly found an empty dormitory room. I didn't even take off my clothes before falling asleep.

Because of the days of travel, my body felt heavy. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Also, since it was my own territory, and the mass production plan for superpowered individuals was top secret, the security was extremely strong. So I wasn't too wary. I slept very soundly.

As a result, something almost went wrong.

Kihara Ayaki pushed open the door, appearing in the doorway along with the moonlight, and looked at me as I slept. She sighed almost imperceptibly. She simply stared at me, her face appearing exceptionally gentle in the moonlight.

"How annoying...that guy." Kihara Tsuki snorted, but did nothing. She turned around, closed the door, and left.

...What was she doing here? The moment she left, I jumped up. At first, I hadn't noticed her come in. But this girl had been standing at my door for almost an hour. In that situation, if I hadn't reacted, I would have been killed hundreds of times over.

I'll wear soft armor next time I sleep. I made up my mind. Then I started analyzing what Kihara was thinking.

Could it be that you've taken a liking to me?

No way. Unlike the haters, I didn't realize she was a masochist.

So, she was ordered by another organization to kill me?

That's impossible, right? If it were Kuroko, there might be a chance. But she's the kind of person who gets nauseous after four teleportations. Does she really think she can get out of Jerusalem alive?

Hmm, I can't guess, I really can't guess.

I'm the type of person who can't sleep when I have something on my mind. Even though my body was exhausted, I just couldn't fall asleep. I tossed and turned in bed for half the night. Only when dawn broke did I finally feel relieved.

...I should catch up on some sleep; it's only nine o'clock now.

And so, because of insomnia, I missed breakfast and lunch, and didn't get up until dinner time. I lay in bed for seventeen or eighteen hours, leaving my back and waist aching. Looking at the disdainful look in Jie Biao's eyes across from me, as if he were saying, "You're so lazy," I felt an urge to kill him.

Forget it, I don't want to stay here a second longer. After showering, I grabbed a bento box and then a driver. I ate as I walked, and before I knew it, we were at the airport. Off to Academy City again. But halfway there, I suddenly noticed someone else beside me.

"Jiehao?!" I was a little surprised: "Don't suddenly appear next to me, you jerk! You can scare people to death."

Kihara rolled her eyes: "But it's so boring there. Besides, those Railgun clones will be coming over in a bit, won't they? I don't want to see them."

"Why? The girls don't know you," I asked.

"It's nothing, I just couldn't stand it," Kihara offered a vague explanation.

Since she's gone this far, it would be rather heartless to kick her out. Besides, in this rush, I can't think of anywhere else to put her in. I'll just let her come back to Academy City with me.

However, I should let Aleister know beforehand. Speaking of which, I also brought the remains of the tree diagram's designer back to Jerusalem. The thought of owing him another favor gives me a headache.

The Academy City Daihasei Festival is basically the same as a regular student sports meet combined with a school festival. Only the events are a bit more unusual. And on the field, you can even use superpowers to compete. Looking at the flyer I casually accepted, I felt a pang of anxiety: Could this cause someone to die?

"Idiot, watch your step." Mikoto, walking beside me, lightly tapped my head.

"Sorry, sorry, I was just a little lost in thought," I said with a chuckle.

After Mikoto heard I was coming, she ran to my side. Kihara, on the other hand, ran off on her own. Oh well, at least she knows the location of my temporary shelter in Academy City. Even without the key, I figured something like this shouldn't be too difficult for a Level 4 Space-type user.

Mikoto is in the junior high school section, and her competition won't start for a while. That's why she was able to steal a little time from her busy schedule to get together with me. She said she wanted to be a good host and show me around the Daihasei Festival.

So, this is what they call a date, right? I thought to myself, seeing how happy Mikoto looked.

It seems to be going well.

Just then, I suddenly felt that someone was watching me and Mikoto. I turned around and looked...

"Mikoto, is that person your... sister?" I asked after patting Mikoto on the shoulder.

"...Idiot! That's my mom!!"

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Meanwhile, the Kamijou couple watched as their dim-witted son led over a... well, a very masculine-looking girl? and introduced her to them, saying, "This is my... friend, Suzushina Yuriko." They couldn't help but feel conflicted.

Kamijou Touya almost blurted out, "Son, are you sure this Ms. Yuriko... is really a woman?"

Of course, if these two parents knew that their daughter-in-law had extremely low estrogen levels for some reason, and that she would basically have no chance of getting pregnant in her lifetime, I wonder what kind of expression they would have.

Chapter Six: The Gap in Strength, in Various Senses

Are you kidding me? That woman is Mikoto's mother?! She looks no more than thirty years old?! Mikoto, you're already fourteen, right?! This...this...this...this doesn't make sense at all?!

Seeing me staring at her blankly, Misaka's mother seemed quite pleased. She walked over happily, took Mikoto's hand, and asked, "Mikoto, is this handsome young man your boyfriend?"

First, it can be confirmed that this woman is indeed closely related to Mikoto by blood. Her face and hair color are extremely similar to Mikoto's. Her figure is an enhanced version; judging by appearance, her bust size should reach 91cm.

Secondly, it's confirmed that my future father-in-law is a complete scumbag, a pervert, and a lolicon. He made my future mother-in-law give birth to Mikoto when she was still a minor. However, looking at this woman's slender and flexible waist, she doesn't seem to have suffered any effects from childbirth.

Absolutely amazing!

I quickly composed myself. Seeing that Mikoto was too shy to speak, I introduced myself: "Greetings, Mother-in-law. I am Mikoto's boyfriend, and also the person I will marry after I come of age."

Seeing me say that in front of her mother, Mikoto's mind went completely blank: "What are you saying?! Who wants to marry you?!"

However, my mother-in-law was very understanding. She didn't take offense at what I said; instead, her face lit up with a beautiful smile.

"That's quite a bold declaration, young man," his mother-in-law said. "But actually, you don't have to wait until you're adults. I think you two are about right now—"

"Mom!" Mikoto seemed somewhat embarrassed and angry. She shouted, interrupting her from what she was about to say.

"What does it matter? I met your father at the same age..." The mother-in-law seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

...Fourteen years old? That means my mother-in-law is twenty-nine years old this year?

It's subtly stuck within my strategy guide...

"Um, just wondering, didn't your father-in-law come along?" I asked.

When her husband was mentioned, the mother-in-law seemed a little troubled: "That guy is always busy with work. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him in a long time. What's wrong with him? This is a rare opportunity to see my daughter."

Didn't they follow? Well, maybe—cough cough cough, there's no sure. Although I'm a scumbag, I consider myself a scumbag with taste. This kind of plot only exists in wishful thinking... um... tentatively...

At this moment, the mother-in-law seemed to remember something: "I've been talking for so long, and I still haven't told you my name. Listen carefully, young man." She coughed a few times, pretending to be serious. Then she said, "Misaka Mirei, twenty-nine years old (I knew it), and her occupation is university student (she repeated a year, didn't she?)."

I nodded and introduced him again: "Wright Baldwin, his profession is... um, a politician?"

"Huh? A foreigner? And this name sounds familiar." The college student opposite looked puzzled.

"Haha, don't mind it, foreign names are usually quite similar," Mikoto said, trying to smooth things over, while giving me a glare. She seemed to be blaming me for revealing my true identity so quickly.

“You only told me your real name after we’d known each other for several months,” Mikoto said, pinching the soft flesh on my waist and whispering sourly in my ear.

No way?! This child is even jealous of his own mother?! I couldn't say anything, I could only force a bitter smile.

Next, I accompanied Mikoto and her daughter for a few more walks around the streets. To be honest, Miss Meiling left a very good impression on me. She was both cheerful and generous. And her figure was much better than Mikoto's.

When I glanced at the mother and daughter, seemingly casually, and then let out a barely perceptible sigh, it seemed Mikoto noticed. She huffed and puffed at me, "When I grow up, I'll have a figure like that too!"

Is this for real?! I'm skeptical.

"Mikoto, you can't lie. Mom's figure was already this good when I was in junior high." In an instant, Misaka Mirei saw through Mikoto's lie.

"Drinking more milk should be fine," I said, offering timely comfort to Mikoto, who was feeling down.

By then, it was getting late. So we found a restaurant to have lunch.

When asked about her impressions of the visit to Academy City, Mirei (when did she become so affectionate in addressing him?!) seemed a little disappointed: "I thought I would see giant Transformer-like robots and UFO-like spaceships. But there was nothing. There were some things that looked very high-tech, but it was completely different from what I imagined."

"..."

Even if Academy City really had something like that, they wouldn't display it in public for everyone to see, would they? I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

At this moment, Meiling asked another question: "Wright, aren't you a student of Academy City?"

I nodded: "That's right. But how did you know?"

Meiling smiled and said, "Didn't you say before that your profession was politician? That's why I guessed that—by the way, what country are you from? Is it really okay for someone so young to become a politician?"

……

Seeing how interested Meiling was, I knew this wasn't something I could just laugh off. After a moment's thought, I finally came up with the most suitable answer: "It's okay, big boobs are cute."

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Just then, Kuroko walked down the street looking annoyed: "I don't know where Onee-sama has gone. And Onii-chan too, he disappeared without a word. I was planning to go find Uiharu and the others, but I didn't expect to run into this guy."

The person the trolls called "this guy" was Kihara Ayaki, who came with me. In my mind, she disappeared in no time. But Kihara believed that I deliberately shook her off.

"What's going on?! I've never seen such an irresponsible boss." Jie Biao was also very unhappy.

After the two met, Kihara snorted and tried to leave. But Kuroko wouldn't let it go, finding it very strange: "Weren't you sent to a re-education institution? It seems Academy City has really fallen into depravity. Did you join some shady organization to be someone's watchdog, so you can stay here?"

Kihara was initially a little angry, but quickly adjusted her mood: "I have no interest in small organizations like Academy City now. Because I have now gained the appreciation of the leaders of stronger organizations and become an even more formidable being."

"Are you kidding me?" Kuroko said incredulously, "Academy City is a small organization?! Who knows what kind of third-rate society you joined?!"

"The Jerusalem State Church. That's a big enough name, isn't it?" Kihara Tsurugi said with a look of superiority.

"How is that possible?! Onii-chan would let you join the National Church?!" Kuroko clearly didn't believe it.

"It was your 'Onii-chan' who invited me to join." Kihara's words left Kuroko speechless: "Of course, I'm also troubled. But he invited me so sincerely. I'm not an ungrateful person."

"Impossible! You're lying!!" Hei Zi shouted.

"If you don't believe me, go ask him yourself," Kihara Tatsuki continued with a sense of superiority. "But I can understand how the Boss feels."

"?" Hei Zi was puzzled.