I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

Sima Weizhi didn't speak, but her expression was somewhat gloomy. She rubbed her itchy eyes, realizing that she had been deluding herself. How could someone as outstanding as Brother Anshu have taken a liking to her?

She lowered her eyes, her fan-like eyelashes trembling slightly, a crystal tear sliding down her cheek, her gaze blankly fixed on the ground.

She tried to stand up but almost fell. She laughed self-deprecatingly and was about to leave the room when she suddenly felt her clothes being tugged. She wiped away her tears, turned around, and saw the person behind her speaking.

"I love Miori-chan so much. Can Miori-chan sleep with me tonight?" Seeing her tears, An Shu's heart was touched. Remembering all the little things over the years, she grabbed the hem of her clothes.

With her still misty eyes wide open, as if in disbelief, she threw herself into his arms, knelt on the ground, closed her eyes tightly, and gave a firm "hmm."

"How old is Miori-chan? Why does she still cry so much?" Anshu rubbed her little head, feeling a little helpless.

"Hmph...hmph..." It was a gasp that came out as she tried to stop sobbing. "N-no, I didn't." She twisted her head in his arms and deliberately wiped all her tears on his clothes.

"You! You go to sleep first, I'm going to turn off the lights and change my clothes. Don't regret it if I have sex with you tonight!" He chuckled wryly, pinched her delicate nose, and gestured for her to sit up.

"Yes! I... I won't regret it!" She stood up, wiped away her tears, and retorted with a flushed face.

Shaking her head, An Shu returned to her room after changing her clothes. Looking at the neatly made bed, she lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down close to the edge.

“Brother Anshu…”

"what happened?"

The sky wasn't dark enough to see your hand in front of your face yet, and moonlight streamed in through the window.

Sima Weizhi looked at An Shu's handsome profile, hugged one of his arms, leaned against him, pressed her face against his shoulder, rubbed against him, and smiled: "No, it's nothing! It just feels really good..."

An Shu felt the softness from the arm and blushed, a rare occurrence for her...

It's another quiet night! There's no noise, which is inexplicably comforting.

###Chapter Twelve: The Outer Zone###

Sunlight streamed in and shone on An Shu's face.

He stirred, opened his eyes, scratched the hair off his face, and exhaled a breath of stale air. He had indeed had a good sleep; he definitely needed a pillow!

"morning."

They've already established a relationship...

Hmm? When was that decided?

Hmm... those who were supposed to sleep have slept, and those who were supposed to look have looked... I glanced again at Sima Weizhi's white dress with several buttons undone, revealing nothing!

I'll touch it... If you can stay still after I've been holding you all night, I'll admit defeat.

An Shu, no longer shy, looked at Sima Weizhi, who had just woken up and was still a little confused, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

Sima Weizhi was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening. She curled up the corners of her mouth, smiled sweetly, hugged him tightly, rested her head on his shoulder, and straddled him with one long leg to make herself more comfortable. Her squinted eyes were filled with pleasure.

No one wanted to disturb the tranquility of the morning.

Time passed slowly, and the little girl next door still hadn't gotten up.

"Hmm." A strange sensation came from somewhere, and the girl's body trembled. An inexplicable blush appeared on her face, and she called out weakly, "Brother Anshu..."

An Shu was also embarrassed. Strictly speaking, it was the first time in his life that he had slept with a girl who wasn't a loli, and it was early in the morning, so some reaction was inevitable...

She shifted her body, trying to break free from Sima Weizhi's embrace, but to her surprise, the other party held her even tighter. "You're playing with fire."

An Shu pinched her slightly flushed face and said.

"Isn't this wonderful?" The atmosphere grew even more enchanting, and Sima Weizhi's face turned even redder, her body tense with nervousness.

Her body felt increasingly strange, weak and sore, so she buried her head in An Shu's arms, actually enjoying the feeling.

"Mmm..." So cute! Smelling the lingering scent of shampoo in her hair, An Shu rolled over and continued to rub her face against hers.

I really want to have sex with this girl, but that's just a thought. An Shu isn't a pervert.

It's because the girl in front of me is only 15 years old, definitely not because she's inexperienced, definitely not! After all, there are so many of those kinds of anime, and last night I was a beast all night long, well... never mind, let's not talk about that for now.

Sima Weizhi was initially startled by his actions, but seeing that An Shu was just rubbing his face against her without any further intention, she was somewhat disappointed. Should she take the initiative?

However, the door that was pushed open interrupted their little secret.

"Onii-chan, have you seen Miori-neechan?"

The little girl pressed herself against the door, peeking out half her head. She stared blankly at the two disheveled figures embracing on the bed for a moment, then let out a scream, "Ah—!"

……

A month ago, at the request of the general public, the Tokyo government screened almost all the children in its jurisdiction. Last week, all the children who were blocked were finally sent to the edge of the area near the megalithic monument.

The area where they live is collectively referred to as the outer district!

There were hardly any people on the tram heading to the outer area. Come to think of it, there were either "monsters" or heavily polluting chemical plants there, so nobody would want to go.

"Oh my, is Hitomi still angry?" Wearing a kimono, Shima Miori stretched out her fair and delicate fingers and poked An Tong's pouty little face, who was sitting in her lap.

An Tong turned around and snuggled into her arms, complaining, "Sister Wei Zhi is so annoying! She didn't even call me when she went to sleep in Brother An Shu's room!"

An Shu, sitting next to the two of them, twitched her lips. What did she mean by "none of them called me"? This little girl!

Sima Weizhi still squinted, her face full of undisguised smile, and touched her silver hair. "Well... Brother Anshu has already promised that I can sleep with him every day. From now on, I'll take Tong-chan with me every night. Tong-chan, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Really?" An Tong looked up. Although her eyes, which were bound by bandages, could not be seen, her upturned lips revealed her mood.

Before Sima Weizhi could answer, An Shu shouted, "Hey! Weizhi-chan, when did I agree to that?"

"Brother Anshu, so... so you didn't... didn't promise me?" Sima Weizhi put on a face that looked like she was about to cry.

Even though he knew she was faking it, he still helplessly rubbed his head and said, "Fine, fine, I'm not at a disadvantage."

"Hehe!" Sima Weizhi's previously gloomy expression brightened up again as she poked An Tong's cheek once more. "Did you hear that, Tong-chan?"

"Mmm!" The little girl nodded emphatically, and couldn't help but smile again. She glanced at An Shu, then leaned close to Sima Weizhi's ear and whispered, "Did Sister Weizhi do anything strange with Brother An Shu yesterday?"

"Something strange?" Sima Miori, who had been puzzled, suddenly blushed as if she had thought of something. She leaned close to the little girl's ear and said, "Not yet... How would Hitomi-chan know about this kind of thing?"

"It's still not like this? Last time... last time on TV, I... I saw it by accident..." The little girl blushed as well, and snuggled into Sima Weizhi's arms, clearly embarrassed.

Seeing the two people suddenly blush while chatting, An Shu was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask, because the car had reached the last stop, and they would have to walk from there.

……

Walking down the abandoned streets, holding the little girl's hand, Sima Weizhi covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve, "Brother Anshu, can people really live in a place like this?"

The streets were filled with the smell of metal.

“It really can’t be lived in here—” He sighed and walked to Sima Weizhi’s side, touching the noses of both her and An Tong with his fingers, a blue light flashing from his fingertips.

"Cough cough cough—" After a long silence, she coughed twice, then tore open a small gap, took out a few candies, bit into one lollipop for herself, and gave the rest to the two of them. "You shouldn't be able to smell it anymore, right?"

Although it still seemed magical no matter how many times she saw it, she was a little worried when she saw An Shu coughing. She took the candy and handed one to An Tong. Sima Weizhi frowned and said, "Brother An Shu, there's really no need for this."

With a carefree laugh, An Shu patted the two of them on the head and said, "You two are so cute. If you get ugly from inhaling too much waste gas, where will I go to cry?"

Both of them blushed. They both knew that it wasn't as An Shu said; their brother An Shu was just trying to make them feel better.

"He's been here for a while now! No wonder I couldn't find him." He opened his eyes, shook his head, and thought, "That guy isn't a lolicon either, is he? An older man and a little girl... that's impossible!"

"Is it the Matsuzaki that Brother Anshu mentioned?" Sima Weizhi asked doubtfully.

"It's that pushover... He can't even support himself, yet he's raising a whole bunch of little girls." An Shu chuckled.

"Huh?"

An Shu walked to a sewer and knocked on the manhole cover.

Just as the two were wondering what was going on, the manhole cover was suddenly opened.

A little girl poked her head out from inside, her bright red eyes staring at him warily: "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Mr. Matsuzaki here?" Anshu reached out to touch the other person's head, but realized that she was not familiar with her, so she awkwardly pulled her hand back and asked.

"Huh? It's an older brother? Are you here to see the elder?" The unknown little girl was taken aback.

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, An Shuze's face darkened. Is it really wrong to be good-looking?

###Chapter 13 Matsuzaki###

"Elder! Elder! We have a guest!"

The little girl who brought An Shu in ran and shouted as she went. After turning a few corners, light gradually appeared in front of her.

"Guests?" Putting down his book, he picked up his cane from the side, pushed up his glasses, and looked somewhat puzzled. Could he be someone from IISO?

He secretly became more vigilant.

He didn't recognize Sima Weizhi until he walked in, after all, her beauty mark was too conspicuous.

The old man was startled, then relieved. Wasn't this the president of Sima Heavy Industries, who often appeared on television to provide free assistance to children facing difficulties? She'd come to see us? Could it be…?

Then I felt a little uneasy. No, it wasn't so much uneasy as it was a strange feeling, like the unease I had on the eve of realizing a dream I'd held onto for years. I couldn't believe it!

The sewer didn't smell very bad; in fact, it smelled quite pleasant because of the air freshener.

Looking around, there was an old bookshelf full of books, an abandoned writing desk, a small bed made of a pile of planks, a small television, a stove with flames, a tea table near the stove, and a group of little girls staring at the three of them with wary eyes.

Shaking his head and sighing, An Shu asked, "Why not go to Sima Heavy Industries? You should know about Sima Heavy Industries, right?"

Without any pleasantries, An Shu went straight to the point, staring intently at the old man before her.

"Who are you?" The old man was a little surprised. He had lived for most of his life and had never seen such a handsome man.

"This is my husband, Mr. Matsuzaki. You should know me, right?" Without batting an eye, Sima Miori answered the question on Anshu's behalf.

"Of course." Although he didn't know why the other party knew his name, nor when the president of Sima Heavy Industries had a husband, he didn't ask. He glanced at the "loli group" behind him and led An Shu to the area near the stove: "This way, please."

…………

"I'm sorry, this is all we have left." The old man poured An Shu a cup of tea, looking somewhat helpless.

"It's nothing." An Shu didn't mind at all, took a small sip, and found it slightly bitter.

She glanced again at the lolis behind her who were mingling with Sima Weizhi and An Tong.

The old man slowly said, "There weren't this many children last month. We originally wanted to go to your aid, but there was no Sima Heavy Industry in the outer area, and the border soldiers stopped us when we tried to go inside."

Plus, due to my physical limitations, and the fact that they wouldn't leave without me, things have been delayed.

The old man squinted his somewhat cloudy eyes and continued, "Later, more and more children were driven in by the government, so we simply settled down here."