Chapter 325

"I just came to keep my daughter away from some twisted bastards — insanity is contagious, after all. I want her to live a normal life."

After Kiritsugu Emiya finished speaking, he reached out his hand toward his daughter.

"Come, Ilya, let's go home with Dad. A place like this, it's best to stay away from it as much as possible."

Ilya looked at her old father, then at Broly and little Sakura and the others. Always obedient, this time she didn't resist her father's words either.

"Then Broly, little Sakura, Rin-neesan, I'll be going home with my dad now."

She said.

"Are you running away, Kiritsugu Emiya?"

But just as this father and daughter were about to leave, the priest in the wheelchair asked that very question.

"What?"

Kiritsugu Emiya stopped in his tracks.

"Back then, the battle between us still hasn't been decided."

Kirei Kotomine said.

"Looking like you do now, it's really something that you can say that. If not for some accident, you would've already died back then."

Angra Mainyu descended; Kirei Kotomine didn't know why he survived, while I, because of the disaster caused by the Holy Grail War, went everywhere searching for survivors. Even upon seeing him, I no longer had the mind to finish him off. The outcome: he was crippled, and I adopted Shirou Emiya.

"Regardless, I'm the one who survived."

"So you mean you want to die?"

Kiritsugu Emiya directly flung open his trench coat, drew his gun, and aimed at this priest with a few screws loose.

And the white-haired little nun immediately stepped in front of her own father. The crimson Holy Shroud of Magdalene emerged from beneath her habit, fluttering as magical energy was poured into it.

Although Karen Ortensia had been easily knocked out by Broly, her strength wasn't weak. With the Holy Shroud of Magdalene, many men wouldn't be her match.

(The Holy Shroud of Magdalene can bind even an irregular Servant like Hercules — though sooner or later it would be broken free from.)

Rin Tohsaka looked left and right. She also didn't know that Kiritsugu Emiya from little Sakura's neighbor's house and her own crippled senior brother had such a grudge in the past.

"Don't be nervous, Karen. This Mr. Emiya is very rational; he wouldn't make an enemy of the Holy Church just to kill a cripple like me."

The biggest advantage of having a major faction behind you is that when necessary you have a tiger's skin to pull. As a former executor member of the Holy Church, even though he's crippled now, if an outside magus were to kill him arbitrarily, the Holy Church would still come looking for trouble with Kiritsugu Emiya for the sake of its own face.

Kiritsugu Emiya could certainly run, and with a Servant by his side few would be his match, but a life of wandering and displacement was absolutely not what he wanted. So he frowned and asked Kirei Kotomine: "What the hell does this guy actually want?"

"Let's continue our battle from seven years ago. But instead of us dueling, it'll be my daughter Karen and your daughter dueling."

Kirei Kotomine said.

"My daughter no longer has Magic Circuits; she's no longer a person of the magecraft world."

The gun's safety was switched off.

"What, did you think I'd have them settle victory and defeat through combat?"

Kirei Kotomine smiled and asked.

"Then what do you want to use to decide the winner?"

Kiritsugu Emiya retorted.

"Him."

Kirei Kotomine raised his hand, pointed at the Saiyan boy beside him, and said.

"Broly has also taken a liking to my daughter — that is the qualification of being chosen.

In the past, we were chosen by the Holy Grail to compete as Masters for the Holy Grail.

Then now, our daughters, as the women acknowledged by him, will compete for him."

"Eh?!"

Karen suddenly whipped her head around, looking at her own father.

"The Holy Grail War uses force, uses Heroic Spirits; the competition for a boy, naturally, is for them as women to use the means unique to women. What do you think?"

【I think that's fucking terrible. Just how much do you want your own daughter to be mounted by this brat Broly?!】

The corners of Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes twitched. If not for the fact the boy owed their family a debt of gratitude, possessed overwhelming strength, and Ilya had already been entrusted to him early on and held considerable affection for him, he might've gone back on the engagement he'd originally settled on.

"My daughter is already this brat's wife. What identity does your daughter have to come compete with my daughter?"

"Dad, it's fine. Compete all you want — I absolutely won't lose to her!"

"Father, don't go deciding things for me on your own!"

"What, scared, you little brat on the other side?"

Karen whipped her head back around, glaring: "Who said I'm scared?!"

"Then it's settled. Whichever daughter gains more of his affection is the final winner."

Broly, suddenly turned into the new Holy Grail: "???"

"Don't go arranging marriages for me. Why do I have to be the one to win this guy's affection?"

Karen turned back, indignant.

"Broly-niichan's affection is mine."

Little Sakura, at some point, clenched her small fist and made a victory declaration.

Rin Tohsaka: "???"

How did the atmosphere suddenly get this heated? And affection and all that — you little brats, aren't you even a little embarrassed?

"Neesan, are you going to compete too?"

Suddenly, little Sakura asked her.

"Stupid competition. By what will victory be judged when the time comes?"

"Interactions can increase extra Happiness Points, right? Then at that time we'll just judge by whoever increased their Happiness Points more.

Of course, Karen-chan's Happiness Points get discounted, because when Happiness Value converts to Happiness Points, it's one to a hundred."

"Eh?!"

Rin Tohsaka was surprised; this way, they really could determine a winner.

"Big sister, do you want to participate or not?"

Little Sakura asked again.

"Playing along with you all for a bit isn't out of the question."

Rin Tohsaka tilted her head up, acting a little tsundere, but she actually also wanted to know just how many Happiness Points she could gain through interacting with the boy.

"The opponents include Little Sakura and Big Sister Tohsaka too?"

Karen narrowed her eyes, feeling that these two were the true great enemies.

"Then, I formally announce the Broly Contention War, officially commencing today. Currently 4 participants; new members may join later."

Kiritsugu Emiya felt things were getting more and more absurd; the Holy Church actually even meddles in an otherworldly boy's private romantic affairs?

The man stared at Kirei Kotomine's face full of delight, and suddenly reacted: this guy, could it be he's just a spectacle-seeker who doesn't mind stirring up trouble?

But for the sake of amusement, he threw his own daughter into this strange giant vortex of relationships; as expected, Kirei Kotomine this bastard is a broken piece of trash!

Early April 1995, under the fair presiding of Church Host Priest Kirei Kotomine in Fuyuki City, four wives acknowledged by the Crystal Palace will surround the Saiyan boy and conduct a fair contest — lasting until the boy leaves this world again — competing over the boy's doting on them (production of Happiness Points).

As for how exactly this contest should be conducted, it was already self-evident among Broly's three wives; as for Kirei Kotomine's advice to his daughter, it was to act like a shameless slut, seducing the boy without any bottom line.

"My father, you really are a super scumbag, teaching your own biological daughter to become a slut under another man like this?"

The contemptuous gaze his biological daughter showed made Kirei Kotomine feel a burst of satisfaction, but he still properly gave the girl an explanation.

"Karen, me doing this is also unavoidable; I'm already a cripple, and you're not yet mature enough. The way for us to take revenge on our enemy can only start from his daughter's emotional aspect.

Think about it: the Magus Killer who crippled your father me — his daughter's little husband snatched away by your schemes; while you two are making love, the other side can only watch with unwilling eyes..."

Kirei Kotomine's words were like a demon's whisper, teaching his biological daughter the way to obtain pleasure.

Following his words, the white-haired little nun imagined the scene of herself completing her revenge; her breathing couldn't help but grow rapid.

The methods of obtaining pleasure in this world are actually myriad but follow the same principle; slapping the face of those who don't get along with you is one of them.

【Karen Ortensia, Happiness Value increasing】

Just thinking about it made her feel some pleasure; the Happiness Value belonging to her on the Crystal Palace Panel was also rising rapidly.

Even Broly, who had already left the Holy Church, was somewhat surprised; looking at the girls clinging to him, he couldn't help but speak up to remind them of the fact that Karen had already surpassed them.

"Ah, how did she do that?"

The three — Little Sakura and the others — were somewhat shocked, unable to understand.

"The production of Happiness Value and Happiness Points should be related to whether you feel satisfied and happy. I don't know how she did it, but her Happiness Value is indeed growing rapidly right now."

Broly answered honestly.

"Broly Onii-chan, let's go home, go take a bath right now."

"Hm?"

"Take a bath in the daytime?"

Rin Tohsaka couldn't understand what kind of magical operation this was.

"Of course it's to take a bath, because before bathing you have to scrub. When Broly Onii-chan scrubs me, it makes me feel very comfortable, and he also gets satisfaction during the process. This kind of behavior can produce a lot of interaction Happiness Points."

Little Sakura explained; although they were rivals, they were also sisters. She wanted to win, but also win openly and aboveboard.

"Little Sakura, I suspect you're deceiving me into bathing with you all."

Rin Tohsaka was somewhat suspicious.

"I believe you, Little Sakura. Let's go to your home and bathe right now; we absolutely cannot let that smug little ghost Karen get arrogant!"

Ilya was full of momentum, though what she said was a bit improper.

Following behind, Kiritsugu Emiya's face showed a pained expression.

His own little white cabbage, just raised well, was sent to the door like this, impatiently.

"Broly, I have something to say to you."

Kiritsugu Emiya called the boy to behind him.

"You promised that before adulthood, you wouldn't get Ilya pregnant."

After getting a bit of distance from the three girls in front, he lowered his voice to remind him.

"Eh, would bathing make Ilya's belly big?"

"No."

"What about scrubbing?"

"Neither, but you'd best only scrub."

"Uh, besides scrubbing, what else could I do?"

Kiritsugu Emiya was stumped by the question; could he really teach this cheap son-in-law about adult knowledge?

However, bathing early in the morning is indeed sick in the head.

So, after returning to the Fujimura home, they went to the dojo first to do proper business.

Little Sakura wanted to learn his martial arts, so Broly prepared to teach the girl this first.

Rin Tohsaka, who hadn't slept last night, felt some weariness at this time and leaned against the dojo's wooden wall to rest.

Ilya and Little Sakura stood together; when Broly taught Little Sakura martial arts, she also copied and learned along.

"To put it bluntly, martial arts are just the techniques of punching, kicking, attacking and defending; there's nothing special.

As long as there's sufficient physical foundation, even a punch with zero technique can cause powerful destructive effects.

So, what I'm going to teach you two next is my personal Qi circulation method, but I don't know if you can learn it."

Martial arts are moves; Qi is the foundation.

But this thing called Qi, Broly also didn't know how to teach.

The Qi of the Dragon Ball World is generally biological energy spontaneously produced after the body is trained to a certain degree.

Saiyans have strong bodies and can innately use it.

And Earth's martial artists, after their bodies undergo tempering through a thousand hammers and a hundred refinings, can also learn to use Qi.

However, Broly does not know the method of mastering Qi from nothing.

He can only speak of his own feeling for Qi, letting the two girls comprehend it themselves.

Regarding this, Little Sakura and Karen listened in a fog, but having tasted Vampa Spider's spider leg meat and once had their bodies filled with biological energy, they could somewhat understand what the boy called Qi.

"As long as a person is active, there are some changes in Qi, but those unable to actively mobilize Qi can exert very limited power.

For example, right now, I suppress my Qi to a degree similar to yours, and at a general person's swinging fist speed throw out a punch, it is just like this……"

As Broly spoke he demonstrated; the Fujimura Family Dojo's ten-odd kilogram sandbag was struck flying, swaying like a pendulum.

"Is it very weak?"

Little Sakura and Karen: "……"

Their fists striking the sandbag, at most just made it sway a bit, swaying like a pendulum; the gap was somewhat large.

"Likewise, if I mobilize my current Qi volume and apply it to force exertion, also at a general person's swinging fist speed throwing out a punch, it becomes like this."

With a boom, the sandbag flew out, smashed into the wall on the other side of the dojo, and the thick wooden wall directly caved in.

The gang little brothers inside the dojo doing daily training, curiously watching the boy teach the girls martial arts, instantly stared dumbfounded.

"Truly worthy of Young Master Broly!"

Someone exclaimed; this was one who knew Broly from seven years ago, knew he was the old master's biological granddaughter and adoptive granddaughter's childhood friend.

"Will that terrifying child be our Fujimura Group's head from now on?"

These were little brothers who did not know Broly.

Originally those with ambition for the top position, upon now recognizing the boy, instantly extinguished the ambition they should not have had.

And whether they knew him or not, all held some reverence watching the boy hand-in-hand teaching the two girls to punch.

Little Sakura and Karen swung fists striking the sandbag; Broly stood between the two, palms respectively pressed against their backs, lending his own Qi to the two girls to feel Qi's circulation.

But pity, Little Sakura and Karen ultimately could not complete the final step, letting Qi amplify the force of their thrown fists.

"Don't use only the body's strength; imagine there is a powerful force inside the body pushing your body to complete the force exertion.

【125】 Qi is everywhere in our bodies; use consciousness to gather them, then let them circulate at high speed inside the body, follow my Qi to your arm area, then shoot the fist out……"

Qi is everywhere in our Breasts; use Consciousness to gather it, then let it Flow at high speed within the Body, follow my Qi to Arrive at You All's arms, and then shoot out the Fist...

The boy's words echoed in her ears; Karen only felt the back position touching the boy's palm growing hotter and hotter.

The next instant, a powerful energy seemed to gush from her heart, directly traveling along the simulation magic doll's body to her arm.

"Bang—"

The sandbag before her was directly smashed through; the girl's small fist also sank into the dojo's wall.

"Ah, my fist, really shot out!"

Karen exclaimed.

Little Sakura looked over and saw Karen's already damaged puppet arm.

"Big Sister Karen, does it not hurt?"

"A bit painful, but just a moment; now there is no feeling."

Karen shook her head, then suddenly collapsed sitting down.

"Eh, so strange; my body seems to have no strength."

Broly attempted to inject his own Qi into Karen, but it had no use; her magic doll body seemed not to acknowledge Qi this unknown energy.

Of course, if using the Type-Moon World's traditional mana transfer method, Aozaki Touko's simulation magic doll does have this receiving function.

But Broly did not know, Little Sakura also did not know, even Rin Tohsaka startled awake by the sound similarly did not know.

The three people could only hurriedly embrace Karen and run to find Kiritsugu Emiya.

"What did you all do?"

Kiritsugu Emiya was somewhat dazed; just how long since he returned from the church side, how come his daughter became like she was about to kick the bucket?

Bathing, can bathing become like this?