'If there is a God then humbling myself may please him. If there isn't I lose nothing. With what is coming I need all the help I can get.'
After he did his silent prayer, Hiro healed himself using [Integrity of the Faithful] and stood up. He noticed only then about the awkward stares everyone gave him, even Tsugumi looked a little creeped out.
'Ah, she wanted me to call her Onee-sama right? Then just this once I will do it.'
Hiro then made a childish smile and said. "Onee-sama, daisuki!" The entire place turned silent. So much so that you could hear a pin drop. Tsugumi had an extremely limited Japanese vocabulary.
But daisuki in its meaning is prevalent in the literature that she read. As a result, she naturally knew what it meant. "Mother fucker! YUCK!!" she then proceeded to slam her knee into Hiro's face while shouting. "Bring back my cool Onii-sama you bastard! Never show yourself again!"
The San-Baka couldn't even comprehend what was going on but didn't want to die thus no one laughed. The Srayver caravan also knew how easy it is to die to the Wolfen butcher. Hell didn't he mutilate his so-called sister's face just last night? So none of them had the balls to make a sound.
Such factors resulted in absolute silence as Hiro fell to the ground once again after taking a knee to the face. Tsugumi, the culprit wiped her forehead and say without any worry and thought aloud. "Ugh, that seared itself in my mind, I need something cute to wipe it off. Where is my niece again? I need to wake her up."
Skipping about Tsugumi moved past the San-Baka who she beat up. Their confrontation when they tried to stop her left them riddled with injuries. When she left the three men started to talk among themselves.
"Geo, Lady Tsugumi suddenly turned very aggressive while her personality yesterday is formidable she had a passive inclination, what happened?"
"Lars, why in the world are you asking me? When it comes to these siblings they are both lunatics I have no idea why she suddenly transformed into a rabid dog. However, even the first time I saw her fight she had an unrestrained rage. She kept mutilating a scorpion long after it was dead remember? She has issues."
"Guys, I would refrain from talking about someone behind their back especially when the brother of that person who is our boss can hear you."
Hiro then walked forward and grabbed Lars and Geo by the neck. "Which reminds me, a little birdie told me you fuckers dared kiss my sister and one of you even had the balls to brand her."
Inwardly both men had one thought. 'FUCK.'
As the sounds of two bodies being beaten finally ended Hiro went towards where Tsugumi was and found her with the young dragonkin on her shoulder. The reincarnator saw the kind motherly face his sister made.
"You like her that much Tsugu?"
"Nii-sama! Yes! Now that I know that she is family, she turned a thousand times cuter. Too bad I don't look like either of you though." A little sad at the realization she had little similarities to Hiro or the dragonkin, Tsugumi started to feel out of place.
The approaching Hiro placed his hand and her head and rubbed it. "You idiot, like anyone cares if you look different, what's important is you are a Mitsurugi or a Musashi for everyone else."
"Nii-sama you will temporarily hide that you and the trash swordsman are the same person? Is it because of that slut?"
"Yes, but it is more due to her master. But same banana. for now, we will keep a low profile. As for looking like me. Even my daughter and I do not look the same."
"Still, I want to have at least our hair color to be the same shade Nii-sama, white hair looks so cool."
"Then just wish for that in your next level up then, might take more than one, but I modified my body by leveling up and willing it."
"Eh? You can do that?"
"Yes, you silly girl you can. When you are about to level up, picture what you want to look like and your body will inch to that with each level up."
The woman's body which still felt bloated due to the Aura coursing through her body for the first time started to feel restless.
"Then there is no time to waste. I just need to murder everything and I can have white hair too right? When are we leaving, can I hunt everything around here?"
Hiro then took his daughter and had her lay on the carriage then embraced his sister and rubbed her back.
"You don't have to have white hair in order to be by sister Tsugu, but yes if you wish to do for your sake, I can send to you all the monsters in the area. With my buffs, you can hunt for extremely long periods. But weren't you going to sleep?"
When one feels restless the effects of a single hug could shatter walls and calm nerves. It might be because Hiro saw himself in Tsugumi, but despite how nonsensical it seemed to obsess about white hair, the butcher somehow understood it.
People who starve for affection ad acceptance are more likely to display extreme importance in symbols and certain hangups. Denying these will not only cause friction but are extremely likely to cause resentment. So Hiro did the opposite of that.
Tsugumi drowned in her brother's warmth and his feelings. As a certain part of her mind built herself around her new identity, anything linking her to Hiro became necessary.
Even if it seemed unimportant to some. To her, it mattered a lot, and hearing her brother understand her sentiments made her feel cherished. He didn't ask why he didn't tell her it was stupid. He just said it was okay and supported her. That for her was the best thing he could have done.
"I understand Nii-sama and thank you. But I am the sister of the Heavenly Sword. I cannot and I will not allow myself to be a burden. When the time comes I will be a weapon you can count on. I am going."
"Ah wait, before you go, let's ask Alan for some gear, and I also noticed you like stabbing more than cutting. A katana might not be the best thing for you. Try this."
Hiro pulled out of his inventory a bone sword that looked like a rapier. The blade look like a giant's toothpick but the hand guard had a steel ape's skull and jaw. It looked extremely horrific but durable beyond compare.
Tsugumi who saw the rapier felt emotional. In her long life, there has been hardly anyone who gave her anything. The suit she used is a hand-me-down from a senior that died. The katana a weapon she picked up when her weapon broke on a mission.
Who cared if this thing looks ugly as fuck. This was something someone gave to her with her good fare in mind. That alone made it more precious than gold to her. She hesitated for a moment before accepting.
The woman gave her katana to Hiro and tried out a couple of stabs, lunges, and quick slashes. She noticed how different the balance of the weapon behaved. Trying very hard to calm her excitement.
