[FMMISM] Chapter 50: Interested in Others' Wives

It was well known that Sajyou Manaka, Ragna's mother, was the kindest, gentlest, and most beautiful girl in the world.

During the Tokyo Holy Grail War in the parallel world, Manaka was particularly enthusiastic about one thing, which was 'taking' other Masters' Servants.

For example, the bewildered Caster, Paracelsus von Hohenheim, or the homeless Assassin, Hassan of Serenity.

Under the saintly kindness of the Root Princess, they were all touched and captivated, becoming Manaka's followers.

As for Ragna, one of the wonderful qualities he inherited from his mother was precisely this kindness.

Unfortunately, Ragna seemed to have little interest in others' Servants and was more interested in others' wives.

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"Excuse me, could you bunch of scum please leave?"

Ragna stood expressionless in front of Aoi, making his declaration.

"This lady already has plans tonight, and I'm her partner."

"What?"

With a surprised face, the blond thug released Aoi's wrist and instead grabbed Ragna by the collar.

"What the hell did you just say you damn brat?!"

"Hey! Isn't this brat still in elementary school?"

"You little punk, looking for trouble?"

Faced with the sudden appearance of a boy trying to play hero, the usually arrogant thugs were at a loss, resorting to words rather than actions.

Nevertheless, Ragna paid no attention to their words.

"You little punk, need your mommy to come nurse you?"

"You think we won't dare to hit a kid?"

"I've even beaten up girls your age!"

"Oh, wow, you bunch of scum really are trash among trash!" Ragna remarked while chuckling.

"Fuck, you dare to laugh!"

Angry, the blond thugs suddenly swung a fist at Ragna.

"Kyaaa—!!!"

Aoi couldn't bear to watch the boy being beaten and quickly covered her face, screaming.

However, instead of the dull sound of a fist hitting tender flesh, there came the sound of something snapping.

Snap!

"Ahh? AAAAAHHHHHH—!!!"

Late at night on the streets of Shinto, a man's agonized screams echoed.

"Eh?"

Aoi looked up in confusion, then witnessed a scene that left her utterly baffled.

What she saw was the hand of the blond thug who had swung his fist at the black-haired boy was frozen mid-air, contorted into a grotesque shape. His fingers that should have been clenched were now twisted in different directions, resembling coral in a fish tank.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH—!!!"

Screaming, the blond thug knelt on the ground, clutching his hand, while his companions, like Aoi, still couldn't comprehend what had happened.

"Making people submit through violence, inflicting pain on the weak... It's truly wonderful. I understand it very well."

Ragna straightened his rumpled clothes, not bothering to lift his head as he addressed the thugs.

"Alright, each of you, cut off a pinky finger, and I'll spare you."

"..."

Upon hearing that, the thugs stared wide-eyed, mouths half open.

"Wh-What the hell did you do!"

"Careful, this kid seems to be hiding something!"

One of the thugs yelled as he pulled out a long-handled object from his waist.

Ragna glanced sideways and saw it was a ribbed dagger.

'Well, well, isn't this a stroke of luck? Just when I needed a tool to cut pinkies, they handed me the tool for it.' Ragna thought amusedly.

And so, one minute later, Ragna ended the fight, effortlessly.

Even if they were despicable scum, slaughtering ordinary people wasn't something worthy of extensive description.

Ragna straddled one of the thugs, beating him until his teeth littered the ground.

Another one, after Ragna shoved chopsticks up his nostrils, received a punch that shattered his nose.

Meanwhile, the third lucky one kept his face intact but sadly lost a certain pair of 'eggs' forever.

Looking at his three unconscious companions lying on the ground, the blond thug who initially had his fingers bent sobbed as he cut off his right pinky with the ribbed dagger.

"When they wake up, make them cut off their fingers. If they dare not to, they won't just lose their pinkies, understood?"

After saying that nonchalantly, Ragna turned and took Aoi's hand.

"Auntie, let's go."

"...A-Ah, okay..."

Too shocked by the unfolding events, Aoi even forgot to thank Ragna and simply let him lead her away from the scene of the trouble.

[Zealot, keep an eye on them.]

Ragna said to Zealot, who was in spiritual form, before taking a step.

[If they behave, let them be but if they don't, help them behave.]

[Yes, Master.]

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Two figures, one tall and one short, walked beneath the dim yellow streetlights.

Whether it was luck or not, upon returning from Tokyo to Fuyuki, Ragna happened to encounter Aoi in trouble and didn't hesitate to intervene.

While other mages were still in deep thought about the Holy Grail War, Ragna was already contemplating post-war family support.

"..."

Aoi had yet to recover from the recent events, remaining silent as if she had lost her soul.

"Hey, Auntie, I just beat up four thugs a moment ago, y'know? Aren't you surprised at all?"

"...Well, I suppose I am surprised."

Aoi, somewhat familiar with the inner workings of the world of magecraft as someone on the fringe of that world, was nonetheless taken aback by a child beating up adults for the first time.

"Little Brother, are you a mage?"

"Nope." Ragna smirked mysteriously.

"No?" Aoi's naturally beautiful face showed a worried expression. "Then you shouldn't do such dangerous things anymore. If you get hurt, your mother will surely worry, right?"

"Yeah, but if I don't take risks, Auntie might be r*ped by those scum." Ragna shrugged.

"R-R*ped?!"

Upon hearing such an improper word, the mistress of the Tohsaka family blushed instantly and her heart raced.

'Gosh, this boy has quite the vocabulary... Are kids these days all so mature?'

As Aoi thought that, at the same time, she also felt a hint of happiness in her heart.

"I see, you did it for my sake... By the way, I was too nervous earlier. I haven't had a chance to thank you yet."

With that, Aoi lowered her head towards Ragna, bowed deeply, and said seriously,

"Thank you very much for your help. My name is Tohsaka Aoi. If possible, Little Brother, could you tell me your name? I would like to visit and thank you properly in the future."

"Ahh, you don't need to thank me." Ragna waved his hands generously as he looked at her.

As Aoi bent low, her collar followed the laws of gravity. From this angle, Ragna could catch a glimpse of her fair skin through the collar gap and the enticing shape wrapped in black lace.

"..."

Ragna looked away and immediately took Aoi's arm.

"Let's go, Aunt Aoi. It's already late so let me walk you to the station!"

Ragna showed Aoi a clear and sincere smile.

'Well... I just wonder if there is still public transportation running at this hour.'