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

Is it really time to start going down the path of absurd and meme-like content?

No, no!

He shook his head to clear his head. Hmm... should he yell, "Let go of that little girl?" That would sound really cool, wouldn't it?

Forget it, let's not do anything stupid!

He picked up the bandage from the table, walked over, and patted the little girl who was still munching on the loli. "Miori-chan!"

"Hmm? Hmm?" The little girl raised her head, her eyes somewhat unfocused, and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

Taking advantage of the moment, the little girl broke free from under her and hid behind An Shu. Her once ethereal eyes were now filled with tears. "Oniichan... Oniichan... Miori-neechan bullied me! Hug, hug..."

"Are you still pretending?" An Shu squatted down and rubbed her little face.

"Ugh... Onii-chan!" Having been seen through, the little girl simply resorted to acting cute.

"Go wash your face!" An Shu seemed a little helpless, patted her head, and tidied her slightly messy clothes.

"Kiss me!"

"No kissing!"

"Kiss, kiss!" The little girl tugged at his collar.

"Wasn't it enough that your sister Weizhi kissed you so many times just now?"

"I want a kiss from my older brother!"

Holding her little head, An Shu kissed her forehead. "Sweetie, go wash your face. I made you breakfast!"

"Huh? Hmm!"

Watching the little girl skip away, An Shu reached out and grabbed the little girl next to her who was about to run away, "Mizuki-chan..."

Sima Weizhi offered no resistance, clearly having given up—no, it should be said that she never even considered resisting. Clutching the hem of her clothes, she spoke with a somewhat embarrassed tone.

"Brother Anshu, are you going to have sex with me?"

Just as An Shu relaxed, the little girl said something surprising, which startled him so much that he stumbled and almost fell.

Feeling a little embarrassed by his own flustered reaction, An Shu grabbed the giggling girl again and tickled her soft waist, "Do you dare?"

"No, hahaha—I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" He was already rolling around laughing, but he still couldn't break free from An Shu, so he quickly begged for mercy.

Looking at the little girl nestled in his arms again, An Shu realized that he really couldn't do anything about her!

"It's okay! After we get married, I'll make her cry every day!" he comforted himself.

"Go change your clothes, it's time to eat!" He gently tapped her head again.

"But I'm already out of strength! Brother Anshu just went too far with how you treated my body!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't say things that are so easy to misunderstand!" An Shu sighed, pinching her baby face. "You're not allowed to eat until you change your clothes!"

"I'm exhausted, can you help me change, Brother Anshu?"

"not good--"

"Hmph! Brother Anshu is so annoying!" The little girl gently bit his collarbone in her arms, then stood up.

"Oh, right..." Reaching the bedroom door, the little girl seemed to remember something and turned back. "Brother Anshu, aren't you really going to help me change? I need to change my panties and everything today! They've been worn for several days..."

At this point, the clever little girl looked at the pillow that was halfway through the air, quickly closed the door, and hid inside.

This girl! She hasn't changed her panties in days...

I must wash it properly by hand later! Mmm!

……

"what?"

"Are we going to see Emperor Qi Wu Xuanzong today? So early? I'm getting up right now!" An Shu rubbed her eyes while holding the phone and looked at the two people next to her who were still fast asleep.

"An Shujun! What time is it? It's still early! You're almost late! His Highness the Holy Emperor is already waiting for you!" Rentaro's low roar came from the phone.

"Come on, Rima-kun, don't be so angry so early in the morning! I'll be there soon!"

"You've got me! Oh well, just hurry up and come over here!"

"Got it!" After hanging up the phone, she lazily stretched, tucked the blankets around the two of them, hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then transformed into a streak of blue light.

……

"Seriously!" Rentaro put away the phone that had just been hung up and complained, "An Shu-kun is so unreliable!"

"What's wrong with me?"

The voice that suddenly appeared behind him startled him, "An Shujun?!"

"No! Hurry up! Get ready to get in the car, the meeting is at the hotel!" Realizing what was happening, Rentaro quickly grabbed his hand and tried to pull him away.

"I know, slow down, slow down!" An Shu wasn't used to holding hands with a grown man, so she shook him off slightly.

Rentaro didn't pay any attention and led Anshu ahead.

"Oh, Enju-chan is here too?"

"An Shujun!" the Holy Emperor called out as he looked at him opening the car door.

"Brother Anshu! So Rentaro was waiting for you!"

"Yeonju was going to school and happened to be passing by, so she asked them for a ride."

"Really? By the way, Enju-chan is on vacation tomorrow?" The car was spacious, and the group of people sitting together didn't feel cramped.

"Mmm!" Aihara Enju sat next to Rentaro and hugged his waist tightly.

"I wish my Miori was as well-behaved as Enju!" Anshu sighed, but there was no envy in her voice; after all, her own daughter was quite obedient! Perhaps...

"Then you'll definitely regret it!" Rentaro replied without thinking.

"Rentaro!" The precocious little girl grabbed his thigh.

"Hehe—" The Holy Emperor couldn't help but laugh. Noticing that he had lost his composure, he regained his composure and turned to look at An Shu sitting next to him. "An Shu, do you know what kind of person Qi Wu Xuanzong is?"

"I don't know much about it, but Rima-kun should know, right?" Anshu looked at Rentaro, who was still grimacing in pain, and found it somewhat amusing.

"Qi Wu Xuanzong?" Upon hearing this question, his expression became somewhat complicated, but it wasn't because of the name Qi Wu Xuanzong; it seemed he was thinking about his own experiences.

"Him? A dictator!"

……

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Qi Wu Xuanzong###

Following the Holy Emperor into the top-floor room, An Shu habitually squinted as the sunlight streamed through the transparent glass.

"Has it finally arrived?"

On the sofa near the window, a fat man in a suit stood up. "Hello, Your Highness."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the two people beside him, "Are you the little devil that the Tiantong family picked up? And this handsome gentleman next to you must be An Shu? Nice to meet you!"

"Is that Qi Wu Xuanzong who looks like a pig?" An Shu secretly tugged at Ren Taro's sleeve and asked in a low voice. He's even uglier than in the original story! I almost didn't recognize him!

"Ah? Yes!" Rentaro looked at Anshu who was getting closer, his eyes unconsciously drifting to his collarbone. He swallowed hard. He really was very beautiful!

Ugh! If it weren't for this situation, Rentaro would have slapped himself. That was a man! Hey!

So, liking someone really has nothing to do with gender? No way, I already have Kisaragi-nee!

"Mr. Anshu! Watch your words!" Qi Wuxuanzong wasn't deaf; the fat on his face trembled. If he hadn't been eyeing what the man had, he would have kicked him out long ago.

"Sorry." He scratched his head, realizing it was a bit impolite. If Mizuki found out, he might get a scolding.

"Your Highness Qi Wu Xuanzong, please take a seat!" Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, the Holy Emperor spoke first and nodded to the other party.

"Yes, please go first!" Taking a deep breath, Qi Wu Xuanzong gestured to her.

"I heard..." Qi Wu Xuanzong tucked in his stomach and gently sat down on the sofa, as if afraid of breaking it, "An Shujun, you broke the electromagnetic cannon components?"

"What, you want to hit me?" He shrugged, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

"You bastard!" Qi Wuxuanzong clenched his fist in anger and slammed it heavily on the table. "Do you even know what that's for?"

It's not like it's unrepairable; it's broken anyway. Besides, if we find a way to control Gastrea, then this electromagnetic cannon becomes somewhat useless.

Ke Anshu's attitude really angered him.

"Ahem! Your Highness Qi Wu Xuanzong! Please be mindful of your social etiquette!" Rentaro coughed.

"Humph!"

“Your Highness, I’m not feeling well, so I’d like to ask for half a day off. I’ll come pick you up when I’m back tonight!” An Shu didn’t seem to care much about him and leaned over to say to the Holy Emperor.

"Hmm? Okay!" It's good that he left. She was afraid that if Qi Wu Xuanzong really offered some temptation that An Shu couldn't refuse, then she would be in trouble... With this thought in mind, she nodded in agreement.

"Rima-kun, I'll leave the rest to you!" Asaren Taro nodded, and Anshu walked out of the room under Qi Wuxuanzong's murderous gaze.

"Your Highness! Are all your subordinates like this?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Qi Wu Xuanzong, An Shujun is just someone I hired. It was agreed beforehand that he wouldn't have to take orders from me! I apologize for his rudeness!"

"Never mind then, let's move on to the next topic..." The Holy Emperor lowered his stance, and Qi Wu Xuanzong was too embarrassed to say anything more, so he could only suppress his anger.

……

"Is it even possible to sleep like this?"

An Shu, who had already returned home, looked at the two people on the big bed in the bedroom and felt somewhat helpless.

The little girl straddled the little girl, holding her close, her head pressed against her face, her wide-open mouth causing drool to drip and wet the little girl's beautiful silver hair.

The little girl was hugged by the other person, snuggled closer to her, and seemed to have some difficulty breathing, her brows furrowing.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, An Shu slapped the little girl's upturned bottom.

"Huh?" Sima Weizhi pushed the loli away and sat up, clearly startled.

The poor little girl rolled around on the bed twice before finally rolling to the floor with a loud "thud"—it must have hurt!

"Ah! Hitomi-chan!" The little girl realized something was wrong and scrambled over to her side.

"Waaah... Waaah! Sister Weizhi..." The little girl rubbed her head, slowly sat up, and burst into tears, throwing herself into Sima Weizhi's arms.