Chapter 50: Make a phone call, my stupid uncle
[You watched the entire battle of the Heroic Spirits. ]

[Iskander, who is broad-minded and heroic; Gilgamesh, who is perverse and unpredictable; Altria, who is strict and righteous; Diarmuid, who is eager to fight and absolutely loyal, all left a deep impression on you.]

[Among them, you are most interested in Diarmuid, who is highly skilled in martial arts and as loyal as a dog or horse.]

[You intend to take it into your pocket. ]

【your choice……】

[1. Trade with Kenneth; 2. Conquer with force; 3. Assassinate Kenneth; 4. Free simulation. ]

……

……

Lying on the soft big bed, Jianchen Matou looked at the three options in the simulator.

He doesn't plan to choose now.

It was already late at night. Although the passage of time in the simulator was not one-to-one with reality, it was not static either.

If the simulation continues, it will be dawn soon.

Just when Jianchen Matou was about to fall asleep, the simulator popped out again.

Looking at the light blue panel appearing in front of him, Jianchen Matou was somewhat overjoyed.

The simulator is such a convenient thing!
[Because the simulation time is too long, considering the host's life safety, whether to accept some memories in advance. 】

【whether】

Matou Kenshin clicked yes.

His head felt swollen, and Jianchen Matou's brows first frowned, then relaxed.

Another day of good sleep.

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early morning.

The first rays of morning light in Fuyuki City squeezed into the Matou family's house through the cracks in the window.

The faint light shone on the two little people on the bed.

The two little figures, one with black hair and a cute little face, moved slightly, as if they were about to wake up.

A man with blue-purple hair and a handsome face whose outlines of his future could already be seen. He looked peaceful, with a reassuring smile on his face, and was sleeping soundly.

"Strange ceiling..."

Sakura opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling in front of her, a little confused.

But soon, she came to her senses.

I am no longer in the Toosaka family, this is the Matou family, and I have changed my name from Toosaka Sakura to Matou Sakura.

Sadness emanated from the bottom of my heart, and the corners of my eyes were a little wet.

After waking up, there was no sister to wake me up...

"Hmm~~, Sakura?"

Jianchen Matou woke up from a deep sleep and woke up quickly.

He seemed to have found a trick to fall asleep, and although the process was not very pleasant, the result was not too bad.

"Brother~"

Hearing the call, Sakura turned her head and saw the sleepy-eyed, smiling Kenshin Matou.

"What's wrong, Sakura? Are you missing Rin? Don't worry, she will also have the last name Matou sooner or later."

In a good mood, Jianchen Matou walked to the window and stretched lazily.

The curtains were opened with a swish.

The impatient sunlight rushed in and filled the room.

The winter in Fuyuki City is cold and depressing, and the scenery outside the window looks like it has been filtered through a cold color filter.

I opened the window and the cold wind blew in my face, colliding with the heater in the room.

The warm feeling faded slightly, replaced by a cool spirit.

"Ha~" Jianchen Matou yawned, "Ying, let's go downstairs to eat."

"Okay, brother."

When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw Uncle Liu sitting in a chair, drinking wine and playing with his mobile phone.

You can tell what Uncle Liu is looking at without even having to think about it.

"Cook?"

Looking at the two little guys rushing into the restaurant, they are shameless and have no shame at all.

There were black lines all over Kenshin Matou's forehead.

But he still walked into the kitchen. It didn't matter whether the old man ate or not, the heroic spirits wouldn't starve to death anyway, and what they needed was magic power, not food.

But my sister is different.

Ying is only seven years old. She is in the growing period and cannot lack nutrition.

Turn on the fire, boil water and add eggs.

Open the refrigerator, find the milk and pour it into a cup.

In five minutes, a healthy, incomplete and very simple breakfast is ready.

Uncle Liu had nothing to be embarrassed about.

He read the novel without even raising his eyelids, and ate a lot of the boiled eggs on the plate.

Ying was much more well-behaved. While eating, she kept staring at her brother and the old man who seemed a bit strange and not very familiar to her.

Whenever the old man's glass is low on wine, the sensible little Sakura will take the initiative to fill it up.

Jianchen Jianchen looked at it and nodded secretly in his heart.

It would be a wise move to serve Uncle Liu for the time being.

He gave this opportunity to Ying.

I just hope that when we encounter an unexpected battle, Uncle Liu’s conscience, which he may or may not have, can be of some use.

Chewing eggs that are good for nothing but health,

Jianchen Matou actually missed the old thing a little.

Even though the old thing is a beast and a worthless person, but...

As a nanny, the old woman is still very qualified.

At least when the old man was alive, Jianchen Jianchen never had to worry about the daily necessities of the Jiantou family.

"Ugh…"

Kenshin Matou sighed softly, and before Sakura could show her concern, he smiled.

If, he was a normal eight-year-old child.

The current dilemma is not easy to solve.

However, after the age of eight, he was also a magician and the seventh-generation head of the Matou family.

Finished a healthy and nutritious but not tasty meal.

Kenshin Matou ignored Uncle Liu who was watching the Three Kingdoms, but took his sister Sakura's hand and came to the secret room of the Matou family.

In the secret room is the accumulation of five hundred years of Matou Zouken, the lifelong experience of a great magician.

This kind of wealth is something that no magician can refuse.

Kenshin Matou had no intention of teaching Sakura magic.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I won’t.

He only knows a single butterfly magic, and he learned it under the supervision of Zouken Matou.

For the health of his own container, Zouken Matou, who was monitoring Kenshin Matou learning magic, would naturally not let anything go wrong.

Can……

Sakura is different.

Although Kenshin Matou has ten years of magic memory, he can be considered an entry-level magician.

But it is still a bit difficult to ask him to be a teacher.

So, looking at Sakura who was curiously looking around the secret room at the dazzling array of books, Kenshin Matou could only shake his head. He could not take out the wealth in this treasure mountain and share some with his beloved sister.

"Sakura~" Jianchen Matou called out.

Sakura, whose attention was attracted by the books in the secret room, turned around and saw her brother with a serious expression.

"You should know magic and understand the dangers of magic, Sakura."

"Yeah. I know, brother."

As a child of the Tousaka family, Sakura had outstanding talent, which allowed her to come into contact with magic at a very young age.

"You can browse the books here at will, but you absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely cannot study from them!"

For Sakura's safety, Kenshin Matou emphasized the reminder.

Sakura nodded.

Jianchen Jianchen came to the desk, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed the number he had just learned today.

"My stupid uncle~"

(End of this chapter)