Chapter 94: The Widow's Door is Full of Troubles

For Suzuki Sonoko, becoming a land god is an unspeakable burden on her life.

First, she became extremely sleepy.

The kind of sleeping that lasts for three to five days.

When she regained consciousness for the first time, she was only awake for ten minutes. Suzuki Sonoko only remembered the extremely fierce black face of Kurosaki Ichigo when she was half asleep and half awake. She was sleepy at the time, but she could still calmly complain.

——Fortunately, we are good-looking. Otherwise, with this dark face, even if we stay single for eight hundred years, there may not be a girl willing to hit on our iceberg.

When Yuanzi woke up the second time, the area within a radius of fifty meters was completely blank. She lay in bed, stunned for a long time, and then she realized: This white decoration looked so familiar...

Isn’t this Nanakamado’s underground laboratory?

Yuanzi was shocked: "Oh my god, was she sliced ​​into pieces?"

Because his self-recovery ability is too strong, even after searching high and low and finding a healthy self, Yuanzi is not sure whether his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are still original.

Just as I was feeling confused, a familiar-looking researcher pushed open the door of the room.

"Hey, Suzuki-sama is awake?"

Princess Suzuki's heart skipped a beat, thinking that since she was still called "Your Highness", she should not have become a test subject. But putting herself in their shoes, when she followed them standing outside the door and watching a few days ago, she only felt strange. Now, as she squatted on the other side of the glass and looked out, she was actually a little horrified by the researcher who was in sub-health condition all year round!

I wonder if Yukimura-kun has been released...

Yuanzi's conscience belatedly emerged: if her words still mattered and he was still in misery, then she would definitely find time to help him and give him freedom.

As a result, as soon as Yuanzi went out, he heard cheers coming from not far away.

She asked secretly, "What's wrong?"

The researcher said with a smile, "It's okay, everyone is watching Yukimura-kun playing tennis."

Yuanzi choked on the spot.

Yes, that seems to be the president of Rikkai University. In terms of social adaptability, if you throw them both into a strange place at the same time, you can't say who will do better...

Over there, the researcher led her upstairs with a smile, chattering as they walked, "Becoming a god is just a matter of gaining a divine power. A few months ago, the sovereignty of the Mikage Shrine was transferred to a young girl. It will take some time to get used to it."

"However, Your Highness, you possess a different power within you. The moment your divine nature condensed, a fight broke out between the two sides. Fortunately, both sides' main purpose was to protect you. If things don't work out, you can just sleep for a few more days and let them adjust on their own."

Yuanzi followed behind and listened, thinking to herself: the power that helped her gather the godhood must have come from the great fortune god mentioned by Yetu. As for the power that conflicted with the godhood, the source was...

It should be the [Shanglong] whose face cannot be seen clearly.

Meanwhile, the researcher continued, "The main reason you're sleeping here is for safety. While the Holy Grail War has caused significant damage, these magi didn't do it intentionally—our ancestors didn't leave us any instructions two hundred years ago, telling us this would be the outcome of the Holy Grail War—so rather than murder, this is more like manslaughter."

"You understand manslaughter, right?"

Sonoko: “I understand.”

The researcher continued: "So it's a bit tricky to handle right now."

"Everyone who could be held responsible is dead, and the few who survived are not easy to deal with. After all, a report was filed in the early years of the Holy Grail War, allowing them to carry out certain actions. Bombing the hotel and the docks is a bit excessive, but considering this is a special period, even the crime of disturbing public order must be discounted by 20%..."

——Sometimes the downside is being too focused on procedural correctness.

The beeping researcher and Miss Sonoko, who was following him, sighed inwardly at the same time.

Social pills.

In less than two minutes, he was above ground.

The towering Imperial Pillar Tower still sat in the dazzling sunlight. Yuanzi stared at the electronic screen at the top and thought to herself that her life was indeed hopeless.

Looking at the time, she has been sleeping for eight days.

I haven’t eaten for eight days, but I’m not hungry at all.

Miss Suzuki Sonoko sighed after a long time: the way to lose weight by dieting is completely blocked.

What should I do if I get fat again in the future?

The flow of people inside the building seemed to have increased. It was not until she reached the eighth floor that she realized that this "large" meant not only more people, but also that everyone seemed to be walking much faster, with clear goals and decisive steps.

How to say it.

When Yuanzi came out of the public elevator, he had some random thoughts in his mind: Maybe it was because his backer had returned, and the peace of mind gave him the confidence he needed.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Yuanzi suddenly stopped where he was.

"Your Highness Suzuki?"

Suzuki-dono: "...Look at them, the old man of gold, no, the King of Gold... has returned."

"Yes." The young man who was in charge of leading the way nodded and said, "The follow-up of Soul Society will be handled by the Yu family personally."

His Highness Suzuki paused again.

"so……"

So Yato, who went to Takamagahara with the Golden Old Man, must have come back.

I promised to give Yato my own private territory, but before he even registered his residence, I took over his place...

Although it was indeed not intentional, Yuanzi touched his chest and felt a sense of guilt for the first time in a long time: But what should I do if I suddenly don’t want to go up?

I walked slowly and hesitantly for a short distance when a familiar voice suddenly came from the half-open office in the corner.

Emiya Kiritsugu's.

The garden cat listened through the crack of the door for a long time and barely figured out what was going on.

Although the fire in Fuyuki was as large as a map cannon, Sonoko became a local god halfway through and managed to suppress the fire by half. Although the damage was still as severe, the subsequent rescue efforts were much more effective, and even Kiritsugu Emiya managed to pull a child out of the fire.

Because the rescue efforts were so effective and there were so many survivors, even the orphanages within a radius of 800 miles were packed with people and couldn't accommodate so many poor little ones.

I don't know if it was because Kiritsugu Emiya killed too many people in the first half of his life, which finally drove the ghosts on his back crazy; or if it was because he caused such a big disaster for too long this time, which stimulated him and suddenly made him change his nature and become kind.

He actually wanted to adopt this child.

In theory, the government encourages this behavior.

According to the law, because of the nature of [manslaughter], although he will be convicted, it is most likely not a capital crime. Moreover, as Emiya is a small magician family with a long tradition, the government also has the responsibility to protect intangible cultural heritage.

——If he remained single until his death, Yuzhu Tower would have to assign him an heir.

——Even if you are sentenced to death, you have to wait until the inheritance is completed before you die.

Suzuki Sonoko objectively agrees with this view.

But subjectively it feels awkward.

She kicked the door open almost subconsciously, folding her arms and saying, "Adopting a child... do you have the spare cash?"

The mockery in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was unstoppable.

The originally harmonious and friendly room suddenly fell into silence.

Because Suzuki Sonoko suddenly fainted while showing off, and then became a god. After becoming a god, she was not seen for ten days or so, so from beginning to end, except for her appearance, she never really took any action!

In other words, she actually managed to maintain her image as a cool and aloof magician!

However, because his temperament did not quite match his guess, his character changed from [willful, violent and super capable] to [natural appearance but still super capable].

Anyway, he is very good at fighting.

So Mr. Emiya was silent for a while and said, "Don't worry about that. I will make money."

Sonoko's smile was full of sarcasm. She picked up the document and took a look at it. "You have money to support your son, so why not use it to compensate for the damaged public facilities in Fuyuki? There are still a lot of injured people waiting for compensation..."

"That's not quite right," she said, her nose not nose and eyes not eyes. "For the innocent police officers who died, it should be [pension]."

At this point, Sonoko's expression darkened even more.

——If nothing unexpected happens (she becomes a god halfway through), her cheap father-in-law, Mr. Kogoro Mori, should also be the one who needs to receive the pension.

Yuanzi got a rough idea of ​​the exact amount from the researcher's chatter. Although it was not a small amount, it was still disheartening to equate it with a human life. However, the amount was just a bunch of praise and publicity for the sake of face.

wrong.

Suzuki Sonoko suddenly felt that it was worth it to feel sorry for Yato - although Kogoro Mouri stayed in the police station, he was just a hired non-staff member. If her cheap father-in-law died, she wouldn't even be able to get a face-saving job!

My mood suddenly became worse.

Over there, the clerk who was handling the adoption procedures quietly raised his head and took a quick glance, and found that Her Highness Suzuki had a very ugly expression. After observing carefully, he realized that although the young lady's expression was as self-centered as ever (she would daydream whenever she wanted, regardless of the occasion), compared to the previous encounters with her, she... seemed to have changed.

The salesman was just about to take a closer look, his eyes glued to her face (His Highness Suzuki's sensitivity was touching, unlike other big guys who could notice something with just a second glance), when he suddenly noticed that the person flipping through the documents seemed to freeze suddenly, the expression on her face slowly solidified, her round cat eyes gradually widened, and her mouth slowly opened into an "oh" shape in amazement.

From top to bottom, the whole thing is lively and vivid [wow.jpg].

Within two seconds, wow, another lump appeared between my eyebrows.

His Highness Suzuki held the personal information submitted by Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu, and finally even bit his fingers naturally.

【Fangdao Chizhi Hand】

Salesman: This doesn’t sound unfamiliar now. The familiar Prince Suzuki is back!

After a while, Suzuki-sama, who was still chewing his fingers, knocked on the table in front of him and tilted his chin towards him: "I still have... my authority, right?"

Salesman: “Yes!”

Sonoko: "Then what about this person?" She raised her chin and pointed at Emiya Kiritsugu, "Do you have any more detailed information?"

The salesperson was stunned for a moment and said, "We once sent the most detailed ones directly to the top level..."

This garden knows.

The resumes she submitted were full of twists and turns and brilliant writing. She just treated them as upgrade novels, apparently just to kill time.

But to be honest: "I want detailed data."

"For example, the amount, source, and growth of his personal assets."

Suzuki Sonoko had no embarrassment at asking for confidential information in front of someone. She was completely confident in using her power for personal gain. "Do you have any information on Einzbern?"

"I'm not talking about any family history of magecraft inheritance—I'm just talking about the sheer amount of wealth. Emiya Kiritsugu said he took over Einzbern after marrying into his family. Did he also take over the Einzbern family's assets?"

"Over the past ten years, have you lost more or earned more?"

Emiya Kiritsugu: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Sonoko glanced at him, looked at the thick documents in her hand, and glanced at him again.

He muttered softly, "She really looks elite..."

Kiritsugu glanced at the page she had been staring at, and as if he had guessed the reason for her confusion, he explained with a wry smile, "Although I'm a wandering assassin, I don't just make money by killing people. Since I have a fake identity, I must have the ability to live up to it without arousing suspicion."

As a magician killer, the orders he took were not of ordinary difficulty, and his targets were naturally all of high reputation. Most of the time, a head-on confrontation was not advisable.

If you want to get close to people from a certain class, you naturally have to transform yourself into someone with a similar style to your target.

For example, he once had a fake identity as a violinist, although it was only used for a few months. However, in order to get in touch with the target's life circle without any sense of incongruity, even if he couldn't reach the level of "home", he had to be a skilled hand at least.

It means that he can pick up the piano and play a few tunes, which can easily fool ordinary people.

So as far as Kiritsugu Emiya is concerned, his identity as a stockbroker is not considered a fraud, and his identity as an art agent is not considered a fraud either.

"Although I bought the relevant certificates for real estate sales, the few deals I did under that identity were all genuine and could withstand scrutiny."

On the other side, Suzuki Sonoko was still staring at the long list of impressive records on Mr. Emiya's resume.

Because it was [Emiya Kiritsugu] who applied to adopt a child, not [Magician Killer] who applied for the commission, the achievements listed in this column have nothing to do with the dead. They are all about the various practical things he accomplished while operating under those fake identities.

For example, selling a house.

For example, helping to bid for a property.

For example, you have been trading stocks for many years.

For example, he has also participated in an amateur drag racing club (this means he can apply to be a driver).

The face of the man in front of me no longer had the cold and sharp look that was shown in the video taken by passers-by on the day the hotel was bombed. Although his expression was still gloomy, it was so gloomy that it seemed pale.

Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu said calmly, "Although this resume may look fake, its abilities are definitely genuine. I know the Onishita Tower has methods for verification. Besides, your values ​​are different from those of ordinary adoption organizations."

"My desire to adopt that child...isn't simply out of selfish desire to atone for my sins, so I've made comprehensive preparations." The man pursed his lips and said, "I do have the qualifications to adopt a child."

Sonoko rubbed her chin in thought for a long time, not really paying attention to what he said. After marveling at the resume, she slowly raised her head and met Emiya Kiritsugu's face with a stern expression.

A Meitu Xiu Xiu app automatically loaded into her mind.

First, remove the dark circles and stubble.

Straighten your eyebrows.

Add a soft glow to the skin.

Add a filter as a whole.

Yuanzi shook her head as she imagined the photo: Damn, he's quite handsome!

However, normal people would not understand her train of thought. When Emiya Kiritsugu saw her shaking her head, his whole body tensed up almost unnoticeably. A flash of dejection and gloom flashed across his eyes, but he restrained himself and said nothing.

The salesman was actually ready to stamp it, but unfortunately the document is now in the hands of His Highness Suzuki, and His Highness is holding on to it, so he can't snatch it away, right?

However, perhaps it was because Emiya looked too obviously depressed, completely different from the sharp and restrained magician killer he had seen in the photo before, which instead aroused some emotions in the young man's heart that could almost be called "pity".

"Well," he scratched his ear and asked tentatively, "Your Highness Suzuki, is there any problem with this gentleman's qualifications to adopt a child?"

Suzuki Sonoko counted on her fingers for a long time, and then rolled her eyes after hearing this.

Who cares whether he is qualified to adopt a child?

Miss Sonoko's mind raced with ideas. After putting down the documents, she said thoughtfully, "I think he has the qualifications to marry into a wealthy family."

Salesman: ...

Salesman: What else?

——Didn’t he marry into a wealthy family ten years ago?

He remembered that the Einzbern seemed to have a title that had been passed down for hundreds of years...

The next second, His Highness Suzuki rolled up the document and placed it against his chin. He calmly asked the owner of the document, "Are you... interested in marrying into a wealthy family again?"

Emiya Kiritsugu: ...

Mr. Emiya: "Huh?"

"I mean," Sonoko's expression became more and more relaxed, and her eyes became more determined. She repeated, "If you can't make it, consider marrying me."

Suzuki Sonoko is serious.

Until she was carefully sent into the elevator that went directly to the top, even though the guide's eyes were worried and made people wonder if she had suddenly contracted a terminal illness, Suzuki Sonoko still calmly pressed the correct floor button, and her eyes and aura were impeccable!

However, when the elevator door opened, the originally majestic figure suddenly died on the spot, and the huge mass of something rushing towards her pressed her back into the elevator car.

Suzuki Sonoko felt a flash before her eyes, and her ears, which were healthy a second ago, were suddenly deafened and had tinnitus due to the sobbing. The unrestrained crying that had not been heard for a long time made her head hurt.

Sonoko was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly realized: He's crying so loudly, it must be Yato!

So the next second after her epiphany, she quickly raised her hands and put them around the shoulders of the large cargo, groped along the back of the collar all the way to the back of the head, and after rubbing it twice, she felt completely relieved.

This familiar feeling is Yato.

Five meters away, the golden old man, who seemed to have suddenly aged several years, stared at this place with an indescribable expression, and the communicator in his hand was still on.

Although Suzuki Sonoko's posture was awkward, she always remembered that this old man was someone not to be messed with, so she moved her hand away from the back of Yato's head, thinking that if she couldn't ask, she would just wave to show her appreciation...

As soon as he took his hand away from the back of his head, Yato flipped over with tears and snot.

Yuanzi's vision went dark again after being confronted by him.

Ten minutes later, the golden old man was still sitting behind the desk, while Sonoko and the crying Yato sat opposite each other on either side of the coffee table, both of them with expressions that showed they had lost all hope in life.

Sonoko: "I'm really not crazy."

Yato ignored her completely and reached out to touch her forehead.

Yuanzi opened her dead fish eyes and let him touch her, struggling desperately: "I don't have a fever either!"

Yato was holding her down with one hand and his own forehead with the other for comparison. Even though he couldn't feel the temperature difference, he was still struggling desperately: "Don't talk, I'm comparing - if it wasn't for burning my brain, why would Sonoko inexplicably say she wanted to marry someone else..."

Sonoko thought to herself, what does it mean to marry someone for no apparent reason?

Long before I met you, I had already worked myself to death eight hundred times trying to find someone to marry!

wrong.

Yuanzi suddenly turned around and looked at the old man with gold: Your Fei Shiyuan is just a big sieve, right?

She just proposed to someone downstairs. How many minutes does it take to take the elevator?

Has it been passed down through the layers and finally reached here?

Thinking about the sudden interruption of communication just now, it is likely that as soon as she went upstairs, the young man who suspected that she had a terminal brain disease came to report her!

However, when she was down there, she was completely surprised by the Magician Killer's resume. The salesmen were all wearing work clothes, and she had no memory of the guy's specific appearance.

——Don’t let me find you!

Sonoko gritted her teeth and raised her hand to block the slap that Yato was about to hit her face. She was very surprised: "Are you trying to murder me?!"

Yato put all his strength into muttering, "Don't resist, Sonoko, just bear with it. I'm not an evil god anymore. I can drive away evil spirits by hitting people hard!"

"Let me tell you, the consequences of being possessed are very serious. The evil spirit might control your body and do a lot of strange things you wouldn't expect, like suddenly asking to marry someone..."

At this moment, Sonoko curled up in the back of the sofa, using her hands and feet to block the slap that was so close to her. At the same time, she tried her best to arm wrestle with Yato, and even gritted her teeth and said to him: "When did I get possessed?..."

It happened in a flash. Seeing that the slap was about to hit her face, Sonoko swore that she saw sweat on Yato's palm, and his originally aggressive hand suddenly stopped!

Sonoko let out a confused "Ah", and the next second, due to inertia, she rolled under the table while holding Yato's arm.

It is said to be under the table, but in fact it is the gap between the table and the sofa.

The position she was stuck in was quite seductive. Not only was she upside down, but one of her legs was stuck in the armrest of the sofa. Yato, on the other hand, became quiet and just hovered over her without saying a word.

Compared to the loud noise when he entered the door, this silence made Yuanzi even more helpless.

"Yato..."

She pushed the arm that was supporting her cheek, but the man didn't respond.

I pushed again, but still no response.

Yuanzi moved his feet uncomfortably (they were stuck in the armrest over there), and tried hard in a small area for a long time, but apart from the noise made by the friction between his clothes, it was of no use at all.

Before she could put on a look of despair, after a slight sound, as a shadow gradually descended in front of her eyes, she was suddenly kissed.

It tastes like bitter tea.

When people get old, their sense of taste will deteriorate to a certain extent. Although the King of Gold remains strong, this objective aging is inevitable. He likes to drink strong tea, so when entertaining people on the top floor, this kind of tea is mostly prepared.

It was Yato.

Although part of it has been covered up, it still tastes extremely bitter.

Sonoko dodged subconsciously, and the hand in her arms was immediately pulled out. The next second, a hand with thin calluses grasped her elbow, and Yato pressed it down again. In front of Sonoko, there was only a bunch of dark blue hair left.

They kissed like this for most of the day, and Yuanzi thought to herself that the more they kissed, the more bitter it became. Even if there wasn't such a sentimental [sweet saliva of a lover], after kissing for half a day, the taste of the tea should have faded. Why was it not only bitter, but also salty?

wrong.

Her eyes snapped open, meeting the light blue in Yato's pupils.

At that moment, it felt like seeing the thin ice covering the entire surface of the lake. Because it was too thin, it seemed fragile even though it was cold. He seemed really not used to crying (fake crying without tears does not count). The tears that overflowed were very few, like a riverbed that had been dry for a long time. It took a lot of effort to collect that little bit of water. After accumulating into shriveled drops, they slowly flowed down along the curve of the cheeks. When they reached the corners of the lips, they disappeared naturally.

The remaining traces were licked off by his tongue between kisses, and then passed into her mouth during the next kiss.

Suzuki Sonoko wondered what kind of expression this was.

It was you who took advantage of me when we had a disagreement?

How can you take advantage of others so heroically?

——I’m the one who was inexplicably pressed into the gap and kissed. I didn’t even cry, why are you crying?

With such doubts in her mind, although she was calmer than ever before, when her blocked vision was finally restored, she looked at the handsome face close to her, and some stars naturally appeared in her eyes.

The girl lying on her back on the ground was mostly hidden by the man's figure. Her long brown hair spread out under her body. Her soft cheeks were flushed, her eyes were covered with a faint mist, and were filled with starlight. Her lips were filled with a light blood color, and she was breathing slowly.

Yato lowered his head, pecked her eyes gently, and asked, "Even now, are you still going to marry someone else?"

Yuanzi was gasping for breath, the bitter taste in her mouth still lingered. She became even more confused when she heard this.

What do you mean by “like this”?

Getting married?

Even if she has a terminal illness, she still has to get married. Even if she can't get pregnant, doesn't she still have to retrieve her eggs before she dies to facilitate surrogacy?

Being confused is particularly justified.

When Yato saw that she didn't react, he felt aggrieved. The handsomeness that he had finally calmed down collapsed completely. He sniffed and raised his hand exaggeratedly to wipe away a tear.

"What the hell is going on..."

Yuanzi also thought: Yes, what’s going on?

"How come it's become like this after just a few days of not seeing each other..."

Yato collapsed into a limp ball, lowering his eyes and said dejectedly, "Sonoko...does she really like that man that much?"

Yuanzi also repeated: Yes, it’s only been a dozen days since we last met, how come——

wrong.

"Who do I like?!"

Miss Suzuki, whose blush was still lingering, was shocked: Who am I falling in love with without realizing it?

Yato was also stunned.

"Isn't that the killer?"

He raised his head to look at the golden old man, no, the communicator next to the golden old man: "His name is Emiya... or something? He's the guy Sonoko wants to marry!"

Thoughts like, "Wow, I kissed someone right in front of the old man!", "Did I drive in front of my elders once?", "He and my uncle don't have a good relationship, so he won't call his parents, right?" flashed through Sonoko's mind, but her body honestly retorted, "Who says wanting to marry him means I like him?"

She's been on more than 800 blind dates!

Have you liked anyone?!

Yato turned his head back suddenly, with such a big movement that Sonoko suspected that his cervical vertebrae had clicked, and his light blue eyes burst into visible joy, and then in the next second he -

——The whole person turned as red as a roasted sweet potato.

Is this person so slow to react when shy...

As shameless as she said, Yuanzi maintained the twisted position of lying on her back in the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, with a large lump of humming and groaning like a twisted candy pressed on her body. She unconsciously patted the back of the head of the person beside her neck, and said in confusion:

Did they experience this position... not long ago?

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Sweet Potato slowly returned to its normal state, and everyone was finally able to talk properly.

"I really want to marry Emiya Kiritsugu."

Suzuki Sonoko opened her speech with these words.

"As far as marrying into the family is concerned, he's qualified (has a resume to show for it, has many skills), is proficient in the business (has done everything), and has relevant experience (has been married to the wealthy Einzbern family for nine years)."

This is an objective fact.

Sonoko added, "Fuyuki was severely damaged. Logically, the families that participated in the Holy Grail War should have paid compensation, but more than half of them died. Even if Emiya Kiritsugu were to work for a hundred years, it would only be a drop in the bucket. According to the agreement with the Onishita Tower, the majority of the losses are actually borne by the Suzuki family."

"Instead of going through this extra procedure, why not just let him work for the Suzuki Group?"

Just don't pay me.

Most importantly, Emiya Kiritsugu is a criminal.

Although Sonoko's mind is straight-forward, it is simple, calm and direct.

When she met Ximen Sojiro on her first blind date, she fell in love with him almost instantly. But even though she was still infatuated with Ximen at that time, she still forced herself to hold on until her all-pervasive seventh sense passed and until she no longer felt that "Ximen was the most handsome person in the world" before she told her mother that they could get engaged.

What she fears is that once love clouds her mind, she will listen to whatever Ximen says. She says she is marrying into the wife's family, but ends up being substituted for him.

Under normal social order, to ensure the safety of "marrying into the wife's family", first of all, Yuanzi cannot be deceived (this is a bit risky), secondly, the company cannot be undermined (but she hired him to help her take power, so this is also risky), and finally, she cannot die young and let the other party pack up and receive the inheritance effortlessly.

Under this premise, a man like Feng Jingye, who is perfect in every aspect, becomes a dangerous element and is eliminated in three months.

But Emiya Kiritsugu is different.

If Ximen or Feng wanted to swallow Suzuki - or even if they didn't, but just wanted to draw Suzuki's blood to give back to his mother's family - it would be possible. However, if there was a lack of supervision (for example, if the elders were all dead, and Yuanzi thought she couldn't beat them), it was hard to say how serious the situation would become.

But Emiya Kiritsugu is a criminal.

From now on, he will inevitably lose most of his political rights and be monitored from beginning to end. No matter what he does, someone will be watching him. Once he does something beyond the limit, even if he just expresses the slightest intention, he will be arrested immediately.

Under this premise, once Emiya Kiritsugu married her, the ones who would supervise this "marriage-in-law" would no longer be the Suzuki family, her close associates in the Suzuki Group, or the rumors and public opinion of the entire zaibatsu class.

But the law itself.

Even though ordinary people have never heard of these laws in their entire lives, their binding force is at least three pluses stronger than that of conventional codes.

"As long as the order of the underground society remains intact," Sonoko said, glancing at the golden old man, "the shackles on Emiya Kiritsugu will remain, and his reliability will only increase, not decrease."

Instead of finding a husband to do the job of a farmhand, it is better to directly hire a farmhand without freedom to take up the husband's job first!

Yuanzi thought that this saved her a lot of trouble. If this was a farmhand who signed a contract to sell himself, she wouldn't even have to check the accounts after he started working!

——In other words, you don’t even need to learn how to read the account books!

Thinking of this, she clapped her hands happily: "How wonderful!"

Yato: ...

Yato: Wow.

The author has something to say: Kiritsugu's father is not a CP...

However, the matter of forcibly marrying a widower has been confirmed.

So the blind date part ends here, and what is still missing is an outstanding third generation to inherit the bloodline.

So starting tomorrow, we will change the sperm phase (ω)