svetikya Chapter 325 The Saiyan Boy Competition: The Fist Was Really Launched!
Chapter 325 The Saiyan Boy Competition: The Fist Was Really Launched!
Chapter 325 The Saiyan Boy Competition: The Fist Was Really Launched!
"I just came here to keep my daughter away from some twisted bastards. Mental illness is contagious, and I hope she can live a normal life."
After finishing speaking, Kiritsugu Emiya reached out his hand to his daughter.
"Come on, Ilya, let's go home with Daddy. It's best to stay away from places like this as much as possible."
Ilya glanced at her father, then at Broly and Sakura. Always obedient, she didn't resist her father's words this time.
"Broly, Sakura, Tohsaka-neechan, I'm going home with my dad now."
She said.
"Are you trying to run away, Kiritsugu Emiya?"
But just as the father and daughter were about to leave, Father Kotomine, in his wheelchair, asked this question.
"What?"
Kiritsugu Emiya stopped in his tracks.
"Back then, our battle was still undecided."
Kirei Kotomine said.
"Looking at you now, it's unbelievable that you can say such things. If it weren't for some unexpected events, you would have died back then."
As the evil of this world descended, Kirei Kotomine somehow survived, while he himself, due to the disaster caused by the Holy Grail War, searched everywhere for survivors. Even when he met them, he had no heart to finish them off, and the result was that they were crippled. He then adopted Shirou Emiya.
"No matter what, I survived."
"So, you mean you want to die?"
Kiritsugu Emiya immediately lifted his trench coat, drew his gun, and pointed it at the priest who seemed to have some mental issues.
The white-haired little nun immediately stood in front of her father, the bright red shroud of Mary Magdalene peeking out from under her nun's clothes, fluttering as magic flowed in.
Although Karen Ordesia was easily knocked unconscious by Broly, she is not weak. When she uses the Cloth of Magdalene, many men would not be her match.
(The Shroud of Magdalene can even restrain an extraordinary Servant like Hercules, though he will eventually break free of its restraints.)
Rin Tohsaka looked left and right, unaware that Sakura's neighbor, Kiritsugu Emiya, and her disabled senior brother had such a grudge in the past.
"Don't be nervous, Karen. This Mr. Emiya is very rational. He won't make an enemy of the Church just to kill a cripple like me."
The biggest advantage of having a powerful backer is that you have a powerful backer to rely on when necessary. As a former representative member of the Church of the Holy See, even though he is now crippled, if he were killed by an outside magician, the Church of the Holy See would still come after him to save face.
While Kiritsugu Emiya could certainly run away, and with a Servant by his side, many wouldn't be a match for him, a life of displacement was definitely not what he wanted. Therefore, he frowned and asked Kirei Kotomine, "What exactly do you want, you bastard?"
"Let's continue our battle from seven years ago, but instead of us facing off, it will be my daughter Karen and your daughter."
Kirei Kotomine said.
"My daughter no longer has magic loops; she is no longer a part of the magic world."
The safety on the gun was released.
"What, you think I'd let them decide the winner through a battle?"
Kirei Kotomine asked with a smile.
"So what do you want to use to decide the winner?"
Emiya Kiritsugu asked in return.
"he."
Kirei Kotomine raised his hand, pointed to the Saiyan boy next to him, and said.
"Broly also took a liking to my daughter, which is the qualification for being chosen."
In the past, we were chosen by the Holy Grail to compete for it as Masters.
So now, our daughter, as a woman he has approved of, is vying for his attention.
"Huh?!"
Karen turned around abruptly and looked at her father.
"The struggle for the Holy Grail is fought with force and Heroic Spirits, while the boys' struggle will naturally be fought by the women themselves, using their own feminine methods. What do you think?"
[I fucking don't think so. Just how much do you want your daughter to be taken advantage of by that brat Broly?!]
Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes twitched. If it weren't for the boy's kindness to his family, his immense strength, and the fact that Illya had entrusted herself to him and had a considerable affection for him, he might have gone back on his engagement.
"My daughter is already this guy's wife. Who does your daughter think she is? What gives her the right to compete with my daughter for her?"
"Dad, it's okay, I'll fight it out! I won't lose to her!"
"Father, don't make decisions on my own!"
"What's wrong, little brat over there? Scared?"
Karen turned around abruptly, glaring at him, and said, "Who said I'm scared?"
"That's settled then. Whoever's daughter receives more of his favor will be the ultimate winner."
Broly, who suddenly became the new Holy Grail: "???"
"Don't arrange a marriage for me haphazardly. Why do I have to win this guy's favor?"
Karen turned around and asked indignantly.
"Brother Broly's affection is mine."
Sakura clenched her little fist at some point, making a victory declaration.
Rin Tohsaka: "???"
Why did the atmosphere suddenly become so lively, with all this talk of pampering? Don't you little brats feel ashamed?
"Sister, are you going to compete too?"
Suddenly, Sakura asked her a question.
"What a stupid competition! How will they determine the winner?"
"Interactions can increase happiness points, right? We'll use the number of happiness points gained to judge the outcome."
Of course, Karen's happiness points will be discounted, because the conversion rate from happiness stats to happiness points is one to one hundred.
"Huh?!"
Rin Tohsaka was shocked. In this way, a winner could actually be decided.
"Sister, are you going to participate or not?"
Sakura asked again.
"It's not impossible for me to play with you guys for a little while."
Rin Tohsaka tilted her head back with a touch of arrogance, but she also wanted to know how many happiness points she could gain by interacting with boys.
"Are Sakura and Tohsaka still the opponents?"
Ilya narrowed her eyes, thinking that these two were the real enemies.
"Therefore, I hereby officially announce that the Battle for Broly begins today. There are currently four participants, and new members may join later."
Kiritsugu Emiya felt that things were getting more and more outrageous. The Church of Christ was actually interfering in the private love affairs of a boy from another world.
The man stared at Kirei Kotomine, whose face was beaming with pleasure, and suddenly realized: Could this guy be someone who enjoys watching the drama unfold?
But just for some amusement, he threw his own daughter into this strange vortex of relationships. As expected, Kirei Kotomine is a broken bastard!
In early April 1995, under the impartial guidance of Father Kirei Kotomine of the Fuyuki City Church, four wives recognized by Crystal Palace will engage in a fair contest over the Saiyan boy, lasting until the boy leaves this world again, to see how much the boy loves them (generates happiness points).
As for how this contest should be conducted, Broly's three daughters, who are already his wives, know the answer without saying a word. Kirei Komine's advice to his daughters is to be like a shameless slut and use their charm to seduce the boys without any limits.
"My father, you are truly a scumbag. How can you teach your own daughter to be a whore, a prostitute under other men's bodies?"
The disdainful look in his own daughter's eyes gave Kirei Kotomine a sense of satisfaction, but he still explained things to the girl properly.
"Karen, I have no choice but to do this. I am already crippled, and you are not mature enough. The only way for you to take revenge on our enemy is to target his daughter's emotions."
Think about it, that magician assassin who crippled your father, the young husband of his daughter, was stolen by you through your schemes. While you two were enjoying your lovemaking, he could only watch you with resentful eyes...
Kirei Kotomine's words were like the whispers of a demon, instructing his own daughter on how to obtain pleasure.
As the white-haired nun listened to his words, she imagined the scene of her completing her revenge, and her breathing became rapid.
The ways to find joy in this world are actually all the same, and one of them is to slap someone in the face who doesn't get along with you.
[Karen Ordesia, happiness level is increasing]
Just thinking about it made her feel happy, and the happiness value on her Crystal Palace panel was rapidly increasing.
Broly, who had already left the church, was somewhat surprised. Looking at the girls clinging to him, he couldn't help but remind them that Karen had surpassed them.
"Wow, how did you do that?"
Sakura and her two friends were somewhat shocked and couldn't understand it.
"The output of happiness stats and happiness points should be related to whether you feel satisfied and happy. I don't know how she did it, but her happiness stat is indeed increasing rapidly."
Broly answered honestly.
"Brother Broly, let's go home and take a bath right away."
"Um?"
"What kind of bath do you take during the day?"
Rin Tohsaka couldn't understand what kind of magical operation this was.
"Of course, I have to take a bath. Before taking a bath, I have to scrub my body. When Broly scrubs my body, I feel very comfortable, and he also gets satisfaction in the process. This kind of behavior can generate a lot of interactive happiness points."
Sakura explained that although they were rivals, they were also sisters. She wanted to win, but she wanted to win fair and square.
"Sakura, I suspect you're lying to me about taking a bath with you guys."
Rin Tohsaka had some doubts.
"I believe you, Sakura. Let's go to your house for a bath right now. We absolutely can't let that arrogant brat Kallen get away with this!"
Ilya was very imposing, but what she said was somewhat unserious.
Following behind, Kiritsugu Emiya wore a pained expression.
The baby bok choy I just grew was so eager to be delivered to my door.
"Broly, I have something to tell you."
Emiya Kiritsugu called the boy behind him.
"You promised that you wouldn't get Ilya pregnant before she came of age."
Once they were a little further away from the three girls in front of them, he whispered a reminder.
"Hey, will taking a bath make Ilya's belly grow bigger?"
"Won't."
"What about scrubbing yourself in the bath?"
"No, but you'd better just scrub your back."
"Uh, besides scrubbing myself in the bath, what else can I do?"
Emiya Kiritsugu was stumped. Could he possibly teach this son-in-law about adult matters?
However, taking a bath first thing in the morning is definitely a sign of illness.
So, after returning to their home in Tengcun, they went to the temple to do their business.
Sakura wanted to learn his martial arts, so Broly decided to teach the girl that first.
Rin Tohsaka, who hadn't slept the night before, was feeling a bit tired and leaned against the wooden wall of the dojo to rest.
Illya and Sakura stood together, and when Broly taught Sakura martial arts, she imitated him and learned along with him.
"Martial arts, to put it simply, is just the technique of attacking and defending with punches and kicks; there's nothing special about it."
With sufficient physical foundation, even a punch without any skill can cause powerful damage.
So, what I'm going to teach you two next is my personal method of applying luck, but I don't know if you'll be able to learn it.
Martial arts are about techniques, but inner strength is the foundation.
But Broly didn't know how to teach this kind of thing.
In the Dragon Ball world, ki is generally bio-energy that is spontaneously generated after the body has been trained to a certain level.
Saiyans are physically strong and are born with the ability to use it.
Martial artists on Earth, after their bodies have been tempered and refined through countless trials, can also learn to use ki.
However, Broly did not understand how to control the breath from nothing.
He could only express his own feelings about qi and let the two girls figure it out for themselves.
Sakura and Illya were a little confused by this, but having tasted the leg meat of the Vampira Spider and had their bodies filled with bio-energy, they could somewhat understand what the boy meant by "qi".
"As long as a person is active, there will be some changes in Qi, but a person who cannot actively mobilize Qi will have very limited power."
For example, right now, I lower my air pressure to about the same level as yours, and throw a punch at the speed of a normal person's punch, like this...
As Broly spoke, he demonstrated, and the sandbags weighing over ten kilograms at the Tengcun family dojo were sent flying, swinging like pendulums.
"Isn't it very weak?"
Sakura and Illya: "..."
When their fists hit the sandbag, it only made the sandbag sway slightly, like a pendulum swinging, which was quite a difference.
"Similarly, if I mobilize my current energy and use it to exert force, I can throw a punch at the speed of an average person's punch, and that's how it will turn out."
With a loud bang, the sandbag flew out and smashed into the wall on the other side of the dojo, causing the thick wooden wall to cave in.
The gangsters who were doing their daily training in the dojo and curiously watching the boys teach the girls martial arts were immediately dumbfounded.
"Truly worthy of being young master Broly!"
Someone exclaimed in amazement, "This is Broly, whom I met seven years ago, and who knows that he was the child husband of the old man's biological granddaughter and goddaughter."
"Will that terrifying child become the head of our Fujimura-gumi?"
These are Broly's underlings who don't know him.
They, who originally harbored ambitions for higher positions, suddenly lost those unwarranted ambitions after meeting the boy.
Whether they knew him or not, they all looked at the boy who was teaching the two girls to box with a sense of awe.
Sakura and Illya punched the sandbag, while Broly stood between them, placing his palms on their backs and lending his energy to the two girls so they could feel the flow of energy.
Unfortunately, Sakura and Illya were never able to complete the final step: amplifying the power of their punches with their ki.
"Don't just use your physical strength. Imagine there's a powerful force inside you, propelling your body to exert force."
"Qi is everywhere in our bodies. Gather it with your consciousness, then let it circulate rapidly within your body. Follow my Qi to your arms, and then release your fists..."
The boy's words echoed in her ears, and Ilya felt the area on her back where his hand was touching hers growing hotter and hotter.
The next instant, a powerful energy seemed to surge from her heart, flowing directly through the lifelike doll's body to her arm.
"Bang!"
The sandbag in front of her was smashed through, and the girl's small fist was embedded in the wall of the dojo.
"Ah, my fist really went out!"
Ilya exclaimed in surprise.
Sakura looked over and saw Illya's damaged doll arm.
"Sister Ilya, does it hurt?"
"It hurt a little, but only for a moment, and I don't feel anything now."
Ilya shook her head and suddenly slumped down.
"Huh, that's strange, my body seems to have no strength left."
Broly tried to infuse Ilya with his own Qi, but it was to no avail; her doll-like body did not seem to recognize this unknown energy.
Of course, if we use the traditional mana replenishment method from the Type-Moon universe, Aozaki Touko's lifelike doll does have this receiving function.
But Broly didn't know, Sakura didn't know, and even Rin Tohsaka, who was awakened by the noise, didn't know either.
The three of them could only hurriedly pick up Illya and run to find Kiritsugu Emiya.
"What did you do?"
Kiritsugu Emiya was a little confused. He had only been back from the church for a short time, so why did his daughter look like she was about to die?
Is it possible to get like this while taking a bath?
(End of this chapter)