The Otherworld Card Collector

'Yoshida Saki. '

Shirou Matou looked at the third name that appeared on his panel, followed by the happiness level of 0%, and pondered for a moment.

It seems that the panel accepts everyone, and as long as there is a conflict with itself, it will be put on the board without caring about subsequent developments.

That’s right, the subsequent development should depend on what Shirou Matou thinks.

If you wanted to, you should have asked Yoshida Saki for her contact information before, that is, take the initiative.

However, although Shirou Matou has a strong reputation, he is not a casual person. When he met a woman with her legs spread apart on the street, he approached her and took off her pants.

Isn't that just like Taisuke Sawagenaga, with a small head controlling a big head, a complete waste?

The existence of the panel is to make yourself better, not to make yourself a slave to the panel.

Shirou Matou understood this very clearly.

After all, even without this panel, Shirou Matou still believed that he could create his own world.

He has this confidence.

The panel is more like the icing on the cake for him, so he doesn't have to cling to the straw like a grasshopper in the water.

Shirou Matou is sweating in the gym.

When I got home, it was around five in the afternoon.

During this period of time, even those who had club activities after school had almost all returned home or were out shopping.

So it was normal to see Guangliu Lingxia after opening the door.

After all, her lunch box was at home, and she also had her own spare key, so it was normal for it to appear in the kitchen.

What was abnormal was that she looked a little unhappy.

Shirou Matou saw it all, but adhering to the principle of less trouble is better, he pretended not to see it. He opened the refrigerator naturally, took out a bottle of iced cola and prepared to go back to his bedroom.

"Onii-sama, drinking too much carbonated drinks is not good for you."

"I know, but this is my reward every time I come back from the gym."

Shirou Matou isn't training for a competition, he's doing it purely for himself, so he does whatever he wants.

And based on his understanding of Guangliu Lingxia, she didn't say this to stop him from drinking Coke, but just wanted to start a conversation.

Matou Shirou looked over.

Guangliu Lingxia, who was looking at him, was quickly defeated. She lost all her strength and asked weakly.

"Onii-sama, why does my lunch box smell like heather?"

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Chapter 9: If you don’t want your brother to get involved in affairs of state, you have no choice but to resort to this last resort!

This is not difficult to answer.

The reason why there was the smell of heather was naturally because Hiramatsu didn't mind the soup spilled on the rice at all, and ate the rice as usual.

Once stirred evenly, some of the smell will naturally be transferred to the lunch box lid.

But answering truthfully would only lead to embarrassment.

I thought so much, but in reality, it only took a moment.

Shirou Matou looked at the angry Mitsuyu Suzuka and replied calmly.

"Just made a deal."

As for the content of the transaction, Shirou Matou didn't say, and Mitsuyu Suzuka didn't ask.

She knew how eccentric her brother was. He was the kind of person with emotional intelligence but I don't need that. Hey, who are you? Do you think you are worthy of me saying nice things to make you laugh or comfort you?

Therefore, Guangliu Lingxia has always been trying to control the degree, hoping not to annoy Shirou Matou to the point that he hates her.

For example, now, seeing that Shirou Matou had no desire to continue, she could just imagine it herself.

She had smelled the scent of heather many times before and there was no mistaking it.

But why it got on his lunch box is really hard to understand.

Could it be that...

"My brother has a bitch at school?!"

Guangliu Lingxia couldn't help but widen her eyes, and a very explosive scene instantly emerged in her mind -

'Come here, woman, it's time for lunch.'

"Wow, you can't eat without the soup I gave you?"

'You'll have to squeeze it yourself if you want it.'

"But, without your order, Master, I—"

"——You already know the rules. Now, do you want it or not?"

'want.'

"Hey, do you remember how a dog barks?"

"Wang~"

"hiss!"

Guangliu Lingxia suddenly gasped, contributing her own part to global warming.

Seeing her face full of disbelief, Shirou Matou could probably guess that what she imagined might be a little outrageous, but fortunately, he understood her and knew that although Mitsuru Suzuka liked to imagine, she was very honest when it came to real things.

He didn't know how to play any tricks, so he just relied on his height of about 1.7 meters and the physique of a "cow" to attack head-on.

A numerical monster among companions.

Having helped Mitsuru Suzuka deal with unsold milk many times, Shirou Matou is naturally familiar with her combat style and is qualified to evaluate her.

Now, seeing that she was still immersed in her own imaginary world for a while, Shirou Matou did not wake her up, but returned to his room with an iced cola.

Operation?

There is not much homework in the island country, and it can basically be completed in spare time. With Shirou Matou's academic ability, he naturally completed all the homework at school. Of course, if he couldn't finish it one day, he would not take it home to continue working on it.

Anyway, as long as the grades don't fluctuate much, teachers in the island country generally don't dare to push students too hard, and usually turn a blind eye and let it go.

Finally, Shirou Matou had enough time outside of school to do what he wanted.

For example, going to the gym to exercise;

For example, now, he is watching anime in his room, achieving the achievement of "watching the second dimension in the second dimension".

At the same time, I was playing mobile games on my phone, and every day I would curse the planner in my heart while eating shit.

"They can't be seen or touched, but they rely on the artist's aura cards that satisfy people's fantasies and the voice actors' silver voices to charm so many people and make them addicted. Honestly, I don't know what attracts you to these paper figures, Brother-sama."

Well, now I have achieved another achievement of 'Paper Man's Sharp Comments on Paper Man'.

Shirou Matou glanced at Mitsuru Suzuka who opened the door of his room, and didn't care about her slander against the paper man.

After all, he just likes to watch and play, but he is not as obsessed as a certain Aki Midoriya.

No matter how much you talk about these joys that others cannot understand, they will not resonate with you, let alone understand you. The best solution is to avoid talking about it.

"Is dinner ready?"

"Yes, brother, I came to call you to finish your meal. I made your favorite Chinese food today~"

Since Shirou Matou prefers Chinese food to so-called Japanese food, and his taste is more inclined towards Sichuan cuisine among Chinese food, Mitsuru Suzuka spent a month and worked hard to learn a lot of Sichuan cuisine. However, Chinese food is mostly hot food, so the style of the bento still tends to be sushi, tempura, fried chicken nuggets and so on.

"Okay, let's eat first."

Shirou Matou glanced at the July new anime that was halfway through, clicked pause, and then followed Mitsuyu Suzuka to the kitchen downstairs to have dinner.

Shredded pork with green peppers, mapo tofu and vegetable and tofu soup. It seems that Lingxia may have accidentally bought too much tofu today.

As for the shredded pork with green pepper;

"Next time, try stir-frying shredded pork with potatoes or fish-flavored shredded pork, and don't use green peppers."

It's not picky eating, it's simply prejudice.

I don’t know if it’s because of the water and soil, but the green peppers in the island country are terrible to eat. No wonder that when there are picky eaters in anime, they basically pick green peppers.

It’s just that;

"Even though he thinks the green peppers are unpalatable, he still eats them along with the meat and chews them slowly. You're so handsome!"

Shirou Matou looked straight ahead, concentrating on eating.

Guangliu Lingxia ate her meal while admiring Shirou Matou's appearance while enjoying it.

But speaking of this.

"Won't your parents have any objections to you always eating at my house?"

“It used to be there, but it’s gone now.”

After Guangliu Lingxia hid the fact that she had shown her parents the photo of Matou Shirou, they instantly changed from opposing it to supporting it.

As for my biological brother...

Oh, was he there or not?

Can not remember.

Whatever.

"Brother, would you like another bowl of rice?"

"No need."

Two bowls of rice are enough, and it is not advisable to eat too much at night.

As soon as Matou Shirou put down his bowl and chopsticks, Mitsuru Suzuka diligently cleared the table and washed the dishes.

The shaking red wine glass can also be seen from behind.

Guangliu Lingxia does have some advantages as a woman, probably.

However, in this world's island country, there are many women who are more advantageous than Guangliu Lingxia. Even in their school alone, you can see many beauties at a glance.

And this is exactly what Guangliu Lingxia is worried about.

The outside world is always full of flowers and it is easy to be dazzled. Today's lunch box incident is a reminder for her -

There are always gold diggers who want to steal her big brother!

But I am not my brother's decent girlfriend. Well, even if I were his girlfriend, I probably wouldn't be able to stop him from having affairs with other women.

Is there any way to prevent, or at least reduce the occurrence of such incidents?

Guangliu Lingxia is not very smart and can't think of any good solution, so she can only use a stupid method.

After washing the dishes, she took off her apron.

But when Guangliu Suzuka stood in front of Matou Shirou, Matou Shirou discovered that she took off more than just the apron.

Under Matou Shirou's gaze, Guangliu Lingxia bit her lower lip slightly, then revealed an aggressive smile and sat on him.

"Brother, I'm here to fulfill the promise I made this morning~"

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Chapter 10 I told my mom that I was staying overnight at a friend’s house.

A morning promise?

Shirou Matou thought about it for a moment and immediately knew what Guangliu Lingxia was talking about.