My and Their Anime-Style Otherworldly Survival Adventure

Jiu Xiao quickly greeted her, "Hello, Miss Sima, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yuan Jiu Xiao."

Sima Weizhi nodded slightly, her gaze lingering on Jiuxiao for a moment as if assessing something, before she chuckled.

"Pfft, Tendo Kisara, you're trying to fool me with a child. With those skinny arms and legs, it's questionable whether he can even lift a weapon."

Jiu Xiao was slightly taken aback, but he didn't care about the other party's attitude. After all, it was their first meeting and they didn't know each other well. Although Jiu Xiao had dressed more maturely for today's meeting, he still couldn't hide it from Sima Weizhi's discerning eyes.

Jiu Xiao said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Miss Sima, I don't know if you've heard the old Chinese saying, 'You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bushel.' Age and appearance don't represent everything. I believe I'm capable of being the right person for you to test the new weapon."

Upon hearing this, Sima Weizhi's eyes flashed with surprise, seemingly quite interested in Jiuxiao's composed response. She smiled gently, unfolded her folding fan again, and waved it lightly, saying, "Interesting. I just wonder where your composure comes from. If it's convenient, could you show me your skills?"

Kisara watched the two exchange words from the side, but seemed quite dissatisfied.

"Sima Mizuki, what do you mean? Are you doubting my judgment? I finally found a suitable candidate for you, and you still have so many demands!" Kisaragi put his hands on his hips, his tone tinged with displeasure.

Sima Weizhi chuckled softly, shifting her gaze from Jiuxiao back to Musou, her tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "Oh dear, Tiantong, don't be so sensitive. I just wanted to see if this Yuan Jiuxiao was as capable as you say. After all, testing new weapons is no joke. What if something goes wrong and hurts your little boyfriend? You know what I mean?"

Kisara Tendo blushed and retorted, "Boyfriend?! Miori Sima, I think you really need to see an ophthalmologist. Which eye of yours saw that he's my boyfriend? He's just a friend of mine. I helped him because he needed my help, not for anything else."

After saying that, Mu Geng glared at Jiu Xiao, as if warning him not to speak carelessly.

Sima Weizhi's lips curled up slightly, like a little fox who had successfully stolen a chicken, and she continued, "Seeing how protective you were of him, I thought you two were having an affair. It's so good that it was a misunderstanding, otherwise I would have called the police. Dating a minor is illegal, you know."

"What nonsense are you spouting? I think you just want to fight, don't you...?"

And so, the two of them started arguing back and forth across the sky. The surrounding students were drawn to their quarrel, casting curious glances. But when they realized it was Tendo Kisara and Shiba Miori arguing, they quickly looked away, seemingly used to their way of interacting.

Jiu Xiao stood between the two, looking somewhat at a loss. He had wanted to take this opportunity to demonstrate his abilities and win Sima Weizhi's trust, but he hadn't expected the tension between them to be so intense, and for a moment he didn't know how to interject.

The two grew increasingly agitated. Kisara drew his bamboo sword from his waist, and Shiba Miori raised her folding fan, as if they were about to fight.

Seeing this, Jiuxiao quickly stepped forward. As their weapons swung down at each other, he swiftly grabbed Musou's bamboo sword with one hand and firmly grasped Sima Weizhi's folding fan with the other. His movements were both fast and precise, as if he had practiced a thousand times, neutralizing their attacks in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard they tried, the weapons held by Jiuxiao remained completely still.

"Alright, alright, both of you sisters, calm down."

Jiuxiao finally mustered his courage and interrupted their argument. His voice carried an undeniable force, causing the two, who had been on the verge of conflict, to involuntarily stop. With a soft snort, they turned their heads away, each sulking and remaining silent.

Seeing this, Jiu Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These two women were truly incompatible, always ready to fight at the slightest provocation. But they had inadvertently helped Jiu Xiao; at least this proved his martial prowess, albeit in an unexpected way.

Sima Weizhi, turning her head away, flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes. She hadn't expected Jiuxiao to possess such agility and strength, able to instantly neutralize her and Musang's attacks. Her powerful strike had been delivered without any restraint, yet this young man had effortlessly parried it—even with two people attacking simultaneously. He seemed to have some leeway left; this level of strength was enough to rank him among the best in all of Japan.

Sima Weizhi immediately changed her tune. She then hugged Jiuxiao's arm and said in a coquettish voice, "Waaah, Jiuxiao, look how fierce that woman Tiantong Mugeng is! She actually pulled out a knife to cut me. You have to protect me, Jiuxiao."

As she spoke, Sima Weizhi gave Jiuxiao a quick wag, which infuriated Mu Geng, who was standing nearby. She grabbed Jiuxiao's other arm, her eyes wide with rage, and said, "Sima Weizhi! You'd better let go of Jiuxiao, or you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

Jiu Xiao was sandwiched between the two women, his arms tightly embraced, sinking into their soft embrace. The different scents wafted into his nostrils, momentarily making him feel somewhat aroused. The surrounding students were once again drawn to his presence, watching them "fighting over" a man, casting shocked glances.

Jiu Xiao's body trembled, and he quickly banished the lewd thoughts from his mind. He had no interest in being watched like a monkey. Taking a deep breath, Jiu Xiao tried to make his voice sound calmer: "Sisters, could you please let me go? You don't want tomorrow's school headlines to be 'Shocking! The school's two most beautiful girls got into a fight over a man,' do you?"

PS1: Tendo Kisara and Shiba Miori were not originally in the same school. This has been changed for the sake of plot convenience, but it does not affect the story.

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Chapter 86 Even with flowers in full bloom, my heart is still filled with sorrow (4K)

Sima Miori and Tendo Kisara were both taken aback upon hearing this, and then a faint blush rose to their faces. They realized that their behavior had indeed been somewhat inappropriate, especially in front of so many students. So, almost simultaneously, the two released Jiuxiao's arm, each taking a step back and straightening their slightly wrinkled clothes.

Sima Weizhi and Tiantong Musang exchanged a glance. Although there was still resentment in their eyes, they chose to compromise out of consideration for Jiuxiao and because of the growing number of onlookers. Sima Weizhi spoke first, her voice carrying a hint of provocation: "Alright, for the sake of Jiuxiao, I'll let you off this time."

Not to be outdone, Tendo Kisara snorted coldly, "Hmph, don't think I'm afraid of you. I won't let you off so easily next time."

After finishing their trash talk, the group went to a nearby coffee shop, each ordered a drink, and found a seat by the window.

Sima Weizhi took a sip of her coffee, her gaze sweeping over Jiu Xiao as if assessing the value of a rare item. She narrowed her eyes and said, "So, Jiu Xiao, what do you want me to do for you? Let me make it clear, we don't do anything illegal or criminal."

Jiu Xiao's lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Could you please call me by my name properly, like Sister Mu Geng? Miss Sima?"

Sima Weizhi chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in her smile: "Oh, is Brother Jiuxiao looking down on me? Okay, Brother Jiuxiao, I understand."

"Are you deliberately picking a fight?" If it weren't for the fact that Jiu Xiao needed her help, her fist, the size of a cooking pot, would probably already be shoved across her face. Suppressing her inner turmoil, Jiu Xiao said, "Actually, I want to register a police and security agency, but due to my age, there are some procedural issues I can't resolve. So I'd like to ask Miss Sima for help."

After hearing Jiu Xiao's request, Sima Weizhi almost spat out her coffee. She looked Jiu Xiao up and down again and asked uncertainly, "How old are you this year?"

"Fourteen, oh no, it's fifteen, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Sima Weizhi turned her questioning gaze to Musang, who was leisurely sipping coffee nearby, as if to confirm whether Jiuxiao's words were true. Meeting Sima Weizhi's gaze, Musang turned her face away, implicitly agreeing with Jiuxiao's statement.

"Jiuxiao, are you sure you're not joking? You want to register a police and security agency at the age of fifteen? This is not child's play. Fighting Gastrea is very dangerous!"

Jiuxiao nodded seriously, his eyes revealing firmness and determination: "I know this sounds a bit unbelievable, but I really do have this plan. Actually, I'm quite strong. As long as I don't encounter a siege by multiple Stage 4 enemies, I shouldn't be in danger. Besides, if I can't win, I can always run away."

Sima Weizhi frowned and suggested, "How about this? My family owns several well-known police and security agencies. Why don't you come and train here for a few years, and then start your own business when you come of age? Don't worry, the salary will satisfy you."

Huh? He worked before transmigrating, and he still has to work after transmigrating? Didn't he transmigrate for nothing?

"It's impossible for me to work, never in my life."

Jiu Xiao shook her head, her tone resolute and unwavering: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Sima, but my mind is made up. I still want to do things my own way. I believe I have the ability to run this firm well. Please help me, Miss Sima."

Sima Weizhi didn't understand why Jiuxiao was so reluctant to work, but she also knew that although the young man in front of her was still young, the determination and resolve in his eyes were genuine. She sighed softly, as if making some difficult decision: "Alright, Jiuxiao, I can help you register this police and security agency. However, in addition to helping me test the new weapons as agreed, you must also agree to a few conditions."

Upon hearing this, Jiu Xiao's eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly nodded: "Miss Sima, please speak. I will do my best as long as it is within my power."

"First, you must accept the guidance of senior police officers under the Sima family and learn how to properly carry out missions," Sima Weizhi said seriously. "After all, you are still young and lack practical experience. This is for your safety."

Jiuxiao thought about it and felt that the condition was not excessive, so he nodded: "No problem, I am willing to accept guidance."

“Secondly, your firm must be affiliated with our company. At least until you come of age, all your assignments will need to be reviewed and approved by us,” Sima Weizhi continued. “This is to ensure that you don’t make any impulsive decisions out of youthful arrogance. This industry is quite complex.”

This condition made Jiu Xiao hesitate slightly, but he understood that this was the bottom line Sima Weizhi was willing to give for helping him register his firm. So, he nodded and reluctantly accepted the condition.

"Third, you should prioritize accepting missions issued by the Sima family. Of course, if you feel that a mission is beyond your capabilities or if other matters are holding you back, you can choose to refuse. And as compensation, I will provide you with weapon assistance and customization."

As Jiu Xiao listened to Sima Weizhi's third condition, he secretly considered his options. Aside from the second condition being rather harsh, the other two were essentially benefits, and he had no reason to refuse. Having a powerful backer was advantageous; by associating with the Sima family, he could at least avoid many pitfalls in the early stages and prevent unnecessary trouble.

Jiuxiao readily agreed, chuckling, "I didn't realize you were such a nice person. I'll agree to all your conditions." With that, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Sima Weizhi, adopting the magnanimous demeanor of a chivalrous martial arts figure.

The two sides agreed on the terms and exchanged contact information. They also arranged to go to her place this Saturday, which is tomorrow, to test the new weapon and complete the relevant procedures for the agency. As they were leaving, Sima Weizhi hugged Jiuxiao's arm and said, "From now on, please call me Sister Weizhi. You can call that woman, Tendo Kisara, 'Kisara-nee,' but calling me is so formal. I'm much more useful than that down-on-her-luck young lady, Tendo Kisara."

She blinked, a playful smile on her face, and gave Mu Geng a defiant look. Jiu Xiao realized that these two women seemed to be even more competitive than he had imagined. He smiled helplessly and, going along with Sima Weizhi's suggestion, said, "Okay, Weizhi-jie, I'll leave things to you from now on."

Sima Weizhi nodded in satisfaction, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes, as if she had won another point in her invisible contest with Tiantong Musang. This display infuriated Musang, who gritted her teeth. Just as the two women were about to start fighting again, Jiuxiao swiftly separated them, and they each went home.

On the way, Mu Geng kept looking at him with a resentful gaze. Jiu Xiao felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, and chuckled twice, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Sister Mu Geng, don't look at me like that. I have no choice. You know I urgently need an agency to get started, and the Sima family can provide a lot of help."

Tendo Kisara snorted, a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice: "How come I didn't see that? You were calling her 'Miori-nee' so affectionately. And you agreed too readily. That Sima Miori is no pushover. Be careful she doesn't sell you out and you're still counting the money for her. That woman is a vixen..."

Kisara turned his head slightly away, no longer looking at Jiuxiao, clearly feeling jealous of the rapidly growing relationship between Jiuxiao and Sima Weizhi.

Jiu Xiao smiled helplessly. He never had many ways to deal with a jealous woman. He could only firmly grasp Mu Geng's hand and comfort her, "Alright, Mu Geng, don't be jealous. She and I are just business partners. She helped me register the firm, and I helped her complete some tasks. It's that simple. In my heart, you will always be one of my most important partners."

Kisara pulled his hand away, making a gesture as if to break free from Jiuxiao's grasp, but the force was negligible, more like a feigned rejection.

"Idiot, you idiot, who's jealous of you? Let go of me..."

Believing that would be idiotic. If Jiu Xiao really let go, Mu Geng would probably beat him up on the spot. Jiu Xiao, of course, would never really let go; instead, he gripped even tighter. He said with a grin, "Hehe, Mu Geng, stop being so stubborn. Your expression tells me you're lying."

A blush crept onto Mu Geng's cheeks. She glared at Jiu Xiao, then turned her head away, feigning anger, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Hand in hand, they walked along the cherry blossom-lined path when a light rain began to fall. The fine drizzle dampened their longing, making it both hazy and clear. They recalled their first meeting with the Kisara family nine years ago, when they had admired the cherry blossoms together here. Returning today, however, they found no one there. Nothing could be more poignant than this: things have changed, and people are no longer the same.

Thinking of this, Jiuxiao murmured, "Even amidst blooming flowers, my heart is still filled with sorrow..."

His voice was soft, yet it drifted on the breeze to Mu Geng's ears. Mu Geng's eyes dimmed for a moment, seemingly touched by the sadness that Jiu Xiao had inadvertently revealed. This scene also stirred up unpleasant memories for her, and she tightened her grip on Jiu Xiao's hand, as if craving more warmth.

They walked in silence, their warmth conveyed only by their tightly clasped hands.

Back at their villa, Jiu Xiao gently pushed open the door, and a warm, homey atmosphere washed over him, dispelling the sadness in his heart. Although they had only lived there for a short time, wherever the girls were, that was his home.

Wearing an apron, Xiaoyuan poked her head out of the kitchen with a sweet smile on her face: "Welcome back, Jiuxiao-kun, Musang-nee, dinner will be ready soon!"

Jiu Xiao smiled in response, secretly grateful to this girl who always thought of everyone. He gently patted Mu Geng's hand, signaling her to go inside and rest first, while Jiu Xiao went to the kitchen, wanting to help Xiao Yuan.

Kisara was also slightly taken aback, his eyes momentarily dazed. He couldn't remember the last time someone had said those words to her; in the past, returning home had only brought her a cold, hard reality.

In the kitchen, Xiaoyuan and Sania were busy. Although they used to be terrible cooks, their skills had greatly improved after living and working together on the deserted island.

"Xiaoyuan, let me help you. What delicious food did you make today?" Jiuxiao said, rolling up his sleeves as if he was ready to get to work.

Xiao Yuan smiled and shook her head, her spatula flying in her hands, filling the air with a delicious aroma: "No need, Jiu Xiao Jun, you and Mu Geng Jie go sit in the living room for a while, the two of us can handle this."

Sania chimed in, "Get out of here, get out of here! The kitchen is a woman's battlefield; men shouldn't interfere."

It's really not good to interrupt, but interrupting with your own words is...

Helpless, Jiuxiao turned and went back to the living room. Musang was sitting on the sofa, talking to Fate.

Jiu Xiao walked over quietly and sat down on the other side of Fate, asking curiously, "What are you two talking about, so engrossed?"

Fate looked up at him and smiled slightly: "Just now, Sister Kisara asked me if I wanted to go to school. She said she thought school was a very interesting place where I could learn a lot of new knowledge and make a lot of friends. I've never been to school before. I have maids at home who teach me... What do you think, Brother Jiuxiao? Should I go to school?"

Jiu Xiao gently stroked Fate's hair, his eyes filled with affection. Fate's childhood was undoubtedly monotonous and lonely, and experiencing school might not be a bad thing. But Jiu Xiao cared more about Fate's own wishes; he didn't want to impose his own ideas on her.

"It's your decision, and I'll support you whatever you choose. If you feel that going to school will make you happier and more fulfilled, then give it a try. Of course, if you don't like it, we can find other learning methods that suit you. Your happiness and safety are the most important things to me."

Fate lowered her head and pondered for a while. She looked up at Jiuxiao and then at Mugeng. There was no longer any confusion in her eyes.

"I...I want to try going to school. Brother Jiuxiao, Sister Mugeng, thank you for letting me make this decision. I want to experience school life. Everyone has been to school, so I want to give it a try too."

“That’s great, Fate! I’m sure you’ll love the school.”

Kisara hugged Fate excitedly, just like a mother who had successfully persuaded her child to study.

Just then, Xiaoyuan and Sania carried a sumptuous dinner into the living room. The fragrant dishes were mouthwatering, and everyone sat together, enjoying this rare and warm moment.

After dinner, Kisara asked Komaru and Sania if they wanted to go to school, and both of them seemed interested. Seeing this, Jiuxiao agreed on their behalf. It was early April, just after the start of the school year, so now was the perfect time to enroll. Besides, the two of them together would be able to look after each other. Schools in Japan aren't very xenophobic, especially in terms of policies and systems. Having familiar faces around would help them adapt to the new environment more quickly.

And so, the matter was settled.

The next day, Jiu Xiao contacted Sima Weizhi, and she planned to bring the girls to her place. Besides Jiu Xiao helping her test the new weapon, the other girls could also have their combat abilities tested using her company's virtual reality technology. She planned to give her a "magical girl shock" treatment, and then smoothly get her to help with the three girls' enrollment procedures. After witnessing the three girls' combat abilities, Jiu Xiao was confident she wouldn't refuse; on the contrary, she would try to win them over.

Showing off one's "muscles" in a reasonable way can also be a way of dealing with people.

Chapter 87 Whose subordinate is this?

The group arrived at the entrance of Sima Heavy Industries by tram. Beneath the imposing high-rise building, Sima Miori was already standing at the door, greeting them with a smile. She was still dressed in that flamboyant kimono, with two spiral curls cascading down her chest, exuding a mature charm of a professional woman.

"Brother Jiuxiao, you've arrived."

Sima Weizhi greeted them warmly, her gaze lingering on Fate, Xiaoyuan, and Sania for a moment, a hint of curiosity and scrutiny flashing in her eyes. Clearly, she was filled with curiosity about the three girls Jiuxiao had brought.

"Who are these?"

Jiuxiao responded with a smile and briefly introduced the three of them to Sima Weizhi.

"Welcome, little sister Fate, little sister Xiaoyuan, little sister Sania. I am Sima Weizhi. It's nice to meet you. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Weizhi like little brother Jiuxiao does."

Jiuxiao was too lazy to even comment on Sima Weizhi's way of addressing him; as long as she was happy. Faced with the kimono-clad girl's overly familiar manner, Fate, Xiaoyuan, and Sania all seemed a little reserved, but still politely responded to her greeting. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they got straight to the point.

Led by Sima Weizhi, the group arrived at a spacious and bright testing room. The room was filled with various high-tech-looking instruments, with a virtual reality device in the center. Jiu Xiao was led into a closed space, and as the electronic prompt "Test begins" sounded, the surrounding environment rapidly changed, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a vast, sweltering desert.

The scene was incredibly realistic. The scorching desert sun beat down on Jiu Xiao's skin, making him truly feel the dryness and heat. The heatwave distorted the distant landscape, making him feel as if he were truly in an endless sea of ​​sand. Jiu Xiao took a deep breath. Although he knew it was just a virtual environment, the immersive experience still made him marvel at the magic of the technology. Playing Counter-Strike with this technology would be an unprecedentedly immersive experience.

Following the instructions, Jiu Xiao opened the virtual equipment menu, where a dazzling array of weapons and equipment overwhelmed him. After some trial and error, Jiu Xiao finally chose melee weapons, wanting to experience what it felt like for Grandpa Tong to slice bullets with a blade.

Having chosen his weapon, Sima Weizhi's voice came from an unseen corner. "Are you ready, Brother Jiuxiao?"

Jiuxiao gripped the long sword in his hand tightly, the blade reflecting a dazzling light in the virtual sunlight. He took a deep breath and replied, "Ready, Sister Weizhi."

With Sima Weizhi's command, the test officially began. Suddenly, several virtual enemies appeared in the desert, armed with guns, and rapidly approached Jiuxiao. Gunshots and whistling bullets instantly filled the entire space.

Jiuxiao had already unleashed his inner magic to strengthen his body to its limit, resulting in an explosive increase in his physical strength, power, speed, and reaction time. He moved with lightning speed, skillfully dodging bullets while rapidly closing in on his enemies. What followed was a one-sided slaughter; flashes of cold light appeared, and his enemies were all sliced ​​in two, dissipating into virtual fragments into the air.

Just as Jiu Xiao thought the test was over, his ears twitched. A gunshot rang out behind him—a sniper! In a flash, Jiu Xiao turned his head, and a bullet grazed his cheek. Even with his enhanced physique, he felt a sharp pain. He was startled; he hadn't expected there to be a sixth brother among them.

Turning swiftly, Jiu Xiao's eyes blazed with lightning speed, and he spotted a sniper prone on the sand dune ahead. His enhanced vision allowed him to see the sniper's every move clearly. His gaze locked onto the sniper's finger on the trigger, and as the sniper pulled the trigger again, Jiu Xiao, having anticipated the bullet's trajectory, raised his black blade and swung it down fiercely. Before the bullet could even touch the blade, it was cleaved in two by an invisible sword aura, shattering into two streaks of light that flashed past him.

Without giving the sniper a chance to fire a third shot, Jiu Xiao hurled his sword with lightning speed, piercing the sniper's chest precisely before the blade disappeared into the sand. Virtual blood and fragments scattered, marking the enemy's demise. After completing this series of actions, Jiu Xiao didn't even break a sweat.

Sima Weizhi, who watched the entire event on a monitor outside, was completely stunned. She had never seen such astonishing reaction speed and exaggerated physical abilities. The feat of splitting a sniper bullet with a knife left her speechless for a long time.

If one had to find a single sentence to describe Sima Weizhi's feelings at this moment, it would be: "Alas, I am uncultured; a single 'Holy crap' suffices for the world."

In her opinion, although Jiuxiao was still lacking in skill, the strength he displayed far exceeded Weizhi's expectations.

"Is...is this still human? Are you sure you haven't undergone mechanized soldier modifications?"

As soon as Jiuxiao stepped out of the virtual reality device after completing the test, he heard Weizhi questioning his human identity.

"How rude of me, Sister Weizhi." Jiuxiao smiled and shook his head, a hint of confidence and composure on his lips. "I am a genuine human being, just a tiny bit stronger than the average person." As he spoke, he made a gesture that suggested he would lose the Korean market.

Immediately recovering from her shock, Wei Zhi quickly composed herself and went to meet him. She wrapped one arm around Jiu Xiao's arm, and with the other hand, she gently caressed his chest with her fingertips, her gaze burning with an intense, almost viscous intensity. Wei Zhi parted her pink lips slightly and excitedly said, "You're so amazing, Jiu Xiao! If you can forget about that woman, Mu Geng, then you can do whatever you want with my body!"

As she spoke, she deliberately pulled open the neckline of her kimono a little, revealing two snow-white mounds.