To see the letter is to see the person. This is your Brother, Jun An.
My dearest sister, Bronya Zaychik, I wonder how you've been this past year?
You must have grown into a tall and graceful young lady by now, right?
By the way, are you using the Herrscher of Reason's power to sculpt your own breasts? I like them big. (Entire sentence deleted)
Is the slave contract still around? (deleted)
It's a pity that the first person I saw upon my revival wasn't my most missed sister; otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have wanted to accept this mission.
Oh, I've been talking so much about you because I miss you so much, I forgot to tell you.
I've been back for a month now. Currently, I must act as a hidden operative to investigate the enemies who attacked me and Earth that day.
The information about my survival is classified for now. I hope you won't tell anyone else, and please don't blame Theresa and the others.
To investigate these potential enemies and find the true culprit who could destroy Earth with a single blow, I have to endure my longing for you and continue this mission.
During this time searching for Earth's potential enemies, I drifted alone in the Sea of Quanta and defended our home against aliens at the edge of the solar system.
Lonely and helpless while fighting aliens, I couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if you were there, so you could entrust your back to my protection.
When I was alone, seeing the joyful and harmonious Fulosians, I also missed you, my family, countless times. Indeed, it's only when one is alone that one truly understands the importance of family.
So, can you tell me your location? Before I set off again, even if it goes against my original intentions and the mission, I want to see you one more time.
Jun An looked at the several hundred words on his phone, like a short essay written on the theme of his sister.
He reviewed it several times, feeling that his words truly expressed the longing a big brother from Cocolia's Orphanage felt for his beloved little sister.
This should be fine.
Jun An stretched his waist in satisfaction, stroking the hair of Griseo, who was practicing massage. As a memory body, her long hair was quite smooth, and her head was small. Looking down at her, he found her quite adorable.
This was a room filled with dolls. Many of the stuffed toys floated in the air, having escaped gravity. The large bed was about twenty square meters, almost filling the entire room.
The bed was soft, the fabric silky, filled with a child's heart and imagination. Just standing on the bed made Jun An feel so comfortable that he couldn't help but straighten up and gently stroke Griseo's small head.
Jun An was currently in Griseo's art studio, or rather, within one of Griseo's paintings.
This was one of Griseo's more normal paintings, often used by her as her bedroom.
After all, having come all this way with such difficulty, Jun An naturally wanted to finish jerking off concerning his old flames before leaving.
Suddenly, Griseo, whose head was being stroked, hugged Jun An, trying to bury her entire face into his body. After a while, she reluctantly let go and looked up.
Slurp. Griseo's swollen throat returned to normal before she frowned, "Daddy Jun An, this is the massage technique I learned from Mama Aponia."
While massaging Jun An, she observed the changes in his body and said, "Daddy seems to have gotten taller and bigger."
This wasn't Griseo's imagination. Jun An had it confirmed by Vita, Eden, and Mobius that after using the second shot of the Super Transformation Factor, his body had indeed begun to grow.
He just didn't know what appearance would be most suitable for his combat style after two doses of the Super Transformation Factor. At the very least, it wouldn't be his current twelve-year-old look. Hmm, Jun An had probably grown to about twelve and a half now.
"I'll grow even bigger later."
Jun An picked up Griseo and sat down with her. He leaned back against a giant teddy bear, which felt like the soft backrest of a sofa, making one want to sink deep into it.
"Mmph~"
Griseo didn't sit down as easily as Jun An. Her small body wasn't as strong as his; she could only advance slowly, step by step.
Of course, Jun An knew that part of this was because he had grown, but he had no intention of discouraging Griseo. He just continued to stroke her head, encouraging her efforts.
Meanwhile, Jun An's gaze bypassed the small Griseo and looked at his phone, not sending the message to Bronya.
Then he tapped on the second avatar, Mei's avatar, named Raiden Mei.
Jun An continued to type.
Mei, please remain calm when you see this message. It's really me.
For certain reasons, I came back to life in a new body a month ago. But I'm sorry, due to unavoidable circumstances, I must hide my identity as much as possible. Don't spread this around.
To investigate the truth behind my death back then and to investigate Earth's potential enemies, I had to travel to other planets beyond Earth, to the depths of the Sea of Quanta, and other places.
In the Sea of Quanta, I saw a bubble world where it snowed salt all day long, and it was perpetually daytime. I've always been curious, can crops even grow in that world? Would seedlings get scorched as soon as they're planted? Or does that world have crops with high salt tolerance?
After that, I also went to a world created by a god, a planet at the edge of the solar system. Without passing through the Sea of Quanta, even a beam of light from the sun would take a month to reach it.
Everything there was created by the "god" – the sun, the seasons, humans – all bore the traces of the god. And every hundred or few hundred years, they were forced to experience a great flood that destroyed everything.
So, I led the inhabitants of that world and the seven city representatives to fight against natural disasters and the god. I've already successfully ridden on the current god's head.
The investigation has made some progress, and I've returned to Earth.
...Although the mission isn't over yet, I still need to lie low as a hidden operative and cannot easily show myself.
—But I really want to see you. More than the safety of all humanity, the desire to meet you weighs heavily on my mind. This is the most urgent craving in my heart.
Let's pick a place, Mei, or wait for me at home. I'll be home in a few days.
What I hope for most right now is to see my young lady the moment I return home.
I hope someone will say "welcome home" to me when I get back.
Jun An looked at the little essay he had written and shivered slightly, glancing at Little Griseo who had finally managed to sit down.
Based on Jun An's understanding of well-bred young ladies like Mei, she preferred this kind of more reserved expression.
After all, among the main trio, she was the only one who had gone through the nine-year compulsory education. At the same time, she was also the young lady of the Raiden family. Even after all she had been through, the girlish part of her heart surely remained.
And similarly, Jun An still didn't send it, leaving it in the draft.
"Mmph~"
Griseo draped herself over Jun An's body as if boneless. After resting for a bit, she looked at Jun An with dissatisfaction, pouting her small lips and pretending to glare with her big eyes, which didn't look fierce at all.
"What's wrong, Griseo?"
Jun An held her slender waist, which felt like a mere handful, and looked with a puzzled expression at the little girl before him, whose cuteness extended from her face to her chest. "Who bullied you? Why are you so angry?"
As he spoke, Jun An wore a serious expression, and his hands solemnly placed Griseo's waist down. This righteous-sounding demeanor of Jun An's directly struck a chord in the young girl's heart.
Griseo trembled with emotion, yet still said醋醋地 (cùcù de - jealously/poutily), "Daddy is chatting with other girls. Sister Elysia said boys can't be fickle."
"How could that be?"
Jun An picked Griseo up. Griseo quickly clung to Jun An like an octopus, afraid she would fall.
"Don't worry, Daddy's right here."
Jun An rocked her at a frequency as if swaying an infant, patting her back and comforting her with a few words. Instantly, Griseo stopped accusing him, merely responding to Jun An with "Ah, ah, ah."
"Daddy Jun An, you, you're just placating me, woo woo woo~"
Jun An paid no mind to Griseo's sounds of discontent, directly increasing the intensity of his comforting until she couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He held her with one arm and continued to play with his phone with the other.
He was just like a parent rocking a cradle to soothe a child while scrolling through videos on their phone.
Faced with Griseo's baby-cry-like "Ah, ah, ah" noises, Jun An automatically chose to ignore them and continued composing his message.
Kiana, long time no see.
Sorry, I've been resurrected for so long and only telling you now.
But in order to give you your gift and, by the way, secretly investigate the true culprit who threatened Earth back then, I had to go to the Sea of Quanta and the edge of the solar system to find materials.
The reason I haven't seen you all this time is because I wanted to give you a surprise, to give you, who has worked hard to become an outstanding Valkyrie, some well-deserved rewards. This is what I, as Captain, want to do for you most right now.
Just like every time I supervised your studies, as long as you memorized the key points, I would help you rank up.
So, just consider it the Captain's whim and wait for me a little longer. I'll deliver the surprise to you in person then.
Please look forward to it until then.
By the way, say hello to Theresa for me.
Jun An nodded with satisfaction. Kiana was the type of girl who, regardless of right or wrong, just needed to be coaxed.
Her brain wasn't as sharp as Bronya's, nor was she as reserved as Mei, so just like coaxing a child, a few more comforting words would do the trick.
If possible, Jun An even felt that if he just presented a junk food gift pack, he could be acquitted that very day, spared the punishment of being squeezed dry.
As for meeting the three girls, that had to be staggered.
Bronya was "now," Mei would be a set time a few days later, and Kiana, well, until Jun An prepared her gift, that was still a long way off. He'd keep her hanging for now.
Actually, this was also a solution born out of necessity.
If he didn't make the first move, and if he were discovered, then Jun An would be very much in the wrong.
Then, the incident of being taken home by that old auntie Theresa and being subjected to violation might just happen all over again.
Sigh, even Jun An wanted to have a sincere love. Being violated by a cute, firm, forty or fifty-year-old auntie was something Jun An really didn't want to experience again.
He looked over the messages again, confirming that the three of them wouldn't team up to thrash him after receiving them, before Jun An finally stopped editing.
Then he looked at the adorable Little Griseo and leaned down.
Today, pile-driving first. Tomorrow, revise the messages, and then send them.