Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

The beautiful ninth spirit murmured to herself, "It seems I have betrayed Shiori."

She stopped calling him darling at this point.

"It's not betrayal."

Adam left a red mark on her snow-white neck, looking directly into the girl's conflicted and hesitant eyes: "What's wrong with the three of us being together?"

"The three of us..."

The girl closed her eyes in tacit agreement.

The pure white, gorgeous performance costume was slightly pulled down.

Her exposed, rounded shoulders were not only marked with bright red kisses from the man, but were also tinged with a beautiful blush from the passion in them.

Mio Takamiya watched all of this silently, then glanced at Shiori Itsuka, who was searching for him everywhere.

seriously.

She really wants to kill this scumbag right now!

Tolerate!

Must endure!

I erased my inner hesitation and forced back the heartache that felt like it was bleeding.

One of Mio Takamiya's incarnations, Reine Murasame, begins to suggest that Shiori Itsuka adopt a more aggressive fighting style to increase Adam's favorability.

Just as the dating operation was in full swing and entering its most intense phase...

A new person has arrived in the Main God Space.

When the other Adams saw the new man, they all showed heartfelt joy—the happiness of a long-cherished wish fulfilled.

"mom!"

"It's mom!"

"This really is Mommy, I want a hug..."

"Someone go and distract the main body! If he knows who the newcomer is, then we're out of the picture!"

They called out "Mom!" and rushed over.

……

Seeing the group of women rushing over excitedly, Ilya tilted her head cutely.

"Eh?"

)))))

Don't rush me, don't rush me. While catching up on the Star Iron storyline, I suddenly realized I'd run out of detailed outlines.

In the document.

Chapter 163 Ilya!

"I will absolutely not lose today!!"

Ilya stood with her hands on her hips, waving triumphantly.

She strode ahead, with her father, Kiritsugu Emiya, following behind, both of them searching for newly sprouted walnut winter buds.

Whoever finds the most wins.

"Ilya, slow down."

"I understand. Kiritsugu is so long-winded."

Outside the ancient castle, which has been sealed by ice and snow for many years.

Today was a rare sunny day, and the milky white sky was finally much brighter.

On sunny days like these, no matter how busy he is, Kiritsugu Emiya would always take his daughter for a walk in the forest outside the city.

This is an unwritten rule between the father and daughter.

The little snow boots, full of energy, pounded through the white snow, and the lively red eyes scanned the surrounding trees from left to right, not daring to be careless at all.

"Found it, this is the first one today."

Hearing Kiritsugu say smugly behind her, Illya was both surprised and angry.

"Where where?"

Kiritsugu Emiya pointed to a small twig above his head.

On the walnut tree branches covered in snow, a tender winter walnut bud is visible.

"If we get a point first, Ilya is doomed to lose today."

"I won't lose! I'm absolutely going to win today!"

She had just turned around when she heard her father's mischievous laughter again.

"Oh dear, Dad found a second one."

"You're lying! Where?"

Kiritsugu suppressed a laugh and pointed to a tree branch by the roadside.

"This isn't a walnut tree, is it?"

"This tree is called a water walnut, which is a good friend of the walnut, so that can also be considered a walnut sprout."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Ilya puffed out her red cheeks and shouted, "Cheating!! Cheating, cheating, cheating! Kiritsugu has been cheating all along!"

The indignant little girl raised her tiny fist and kept pounding on her father's knee.

"But if we don't cheat, Dad has no chance of winning at all."

"If Kiritsugu keeps cheating, Illya won't play with you anymore."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I apologize."

She's naive and easy to coax.

Ilya nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, then Ilya will continue to accompany you in the competition. You can't cheat anymore, okay?"

He's like a little adult, so cute.

"I am deeply honored, Your Highness."

"Okay, let's go!"

As he watched his innocent daughter wander through the woods, Kiritsugu Emiya began to gradually make a decision that he had been hesitating over for a long time.

His daughter is eight years old this year, but weighs less than 15 kilograms.

This doesn't seem like a normal phenomenon at all.

Although the Einzbern group of homunculus humans kept it from him, he had already guessed that the reason might be that Ilya had undergone several adjustments when she was born, resulting in delayed physical development... but that wasn't the worst of it.

The worst thing is.

If this adjustment continues, how many years can Ilya live?

Thirty years old?

Twenty years old?

Magicians are all perverts.

The older the culture, the more perverse it becomes; sacrificing the life of an offspring to achieve its goals is commonplace.

—The Magician Killer, Kiritsugu Emiya made this judgment.

His wife's sobs in her sleep still echoed in his ears.

My daughter's silvery laughter still lingered in my ears.

Kiritsugu Emiya is not a heartless stone; even if he were, his wife and daughter would warm him up.

and so……

Is it more important for a family of three to live a peaceful life, or to help all of humanity?

Kiritsugu Emiya glanced back at the Einzbern castle, his eyes, which had just been filled with kindness, now flashing with a fierce light.

In a moment when he wasn't paying attention.

Ilya stepped into thin air and landed in the God Realm from the snow.

……

"Mother?"

Illyasviel von Einzbern, daughter of Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel, is eight years old this year and is still a cute little girl who has just entered her expiration period.

Such a child, seeing a group of strange older women calling out "Mom" and rushing towards him, would naturally be too frightened to move.

A moment later, she found herself in an embrace filled with the aroma of fries and fried fish.

"Sirin!"

"Release Mother Ilya immediately!"

"That bastard Sirin has actually used her powers... I'm warning you, you've lost Tianyuan and Brahma's Hundred Forms now, so if you know what's good for you, hand over Mother Ilya! Otherwise, you'll be taking on all of us one-on-one!"

"If even that shut-in Sirin can be this fast, how come I, a fellow Herrscher of the Void, am so fast?"

"The paramecium is speaking!"

"I...I don't know, Sister Qishi, who just pooped in my pants and tried to make me cum..."

"Your foul language is unbearable to hear. I will drag you to the execution platform and have you slowly sliced ​​three hundred times. However, as long as you bring back your mother, you will atone for your sins!"

"Yang Xuecai, isn't your mother still being imprisoned under Peach Mountain by the Jade Emperor?"

"Pah! Your mother's the one who's trapped under the mountain!"

While they were arguing, someone had already silently crept up to Sirin's side.

"Click-clack..."

Xilin, who was giving the little girl in her arms a hard kiss, suddenly heard such a sound beside her and turned her head to look.

"Origami?"

Origami Tobiichi, without changing her expression, held a camera and enthusiastically took pictures of the newcomer, Illya.

What are you doing?

"Sister Xilin, please don't bother me. Taking pictures of cute little girls is my number one hobby in life."

"Your love for lolis isn't a persona you deliberately created; it's just your instinct, right?"

Origami, expressionless, chuckled.

"Damn, it's a miracle that Kotori Itsuka met you."

"Shh, don't say anything that's detrimental to unity."

"Tsk!"

Xilin clicked her tongue in displeasure.

Because while she was arguing with Origami, she was caught off guard and Ilya was taken away by Jinxi.

"Ah, I feel like I'm going to ascend to heaven just by holding her. Is this Ilya? Bliss..."

The new Emperor Huanglong, the Dragon Girl Jinxi.

He revealed an expression of self-deprecation on Wa's face.

Jinxi's third power, "Freedom," is not necessarily weaker than the Law of Space in its application of time and space.

For a long time.