My wife is the stand-in.

After a few days, Amanosaki is no longer a hot topic in the news, so there are fewer people with a sense of curiosity in the comments below.

Most of the replies were from longtime viewers of this thread, and compared to those who were fixated on Amanosaki's alleged infidelity, today's replies had that same feel to them.

"I remember this younger sister; she's the one from the short story 'Poor Heiress, Rich Heiress,' the seemingly wealthy but actually stingy rich girl with superpowers who secretly works weekends, right?"

Another user replied: 'That superpower is called "magic"...tsk. I can do magic too, so why can't I become a knight-errant?'

'Oh my god, the young lady is at war with someone! She's spent two months' salary! Next week she'll definitely be out dressed as a mascot, handing out flyers, and doing manual labor to make a fortune, sob sob, she's so gentle.'

These posts mainly discuss Rin Tohsaka's character design, with comments like "Feeding fish in a kimono, so gentle!" and "That domineering action, I love it!"—expressions from those who appreciate good looks and mature women.

Another group is discussing a photo of Rin Tohsaka crouching beside a magic circle, preparing a solution.

'Hey, is this some kind of cosplay photo? But making so many grooves in the floor must have cost way too much.'

"I don't think so. This thing carved into the ground looks a bit like something from a foreign knightly order; they call these magic circles abroad."

'I see mercury, salt… the only missing ingredient in foreign alchemy is sulfur. Although these jars are a bit amateurish, the array on the ground and the materials look quite decent. They've even poured mercury in. Hopefully, they really are doing research. Foreign countries have monopolized the path of magic for far too long.'

"The person upstairs is really greedy. Foreign countries may have a monopoly on magic, but our domestic Taoist arts don't have one."

Then the two started arguing, and new spectators kept joining in to watch and comment.

Rin Tohsaka held the sparkling gem in her hand, watching the increasing number of replies and arguments, remaining silent for a long time.

"Um, how about... I delete your photos?"

Sitting on the bed, Amanosaki felt as if his bottom was covered in shards of glass. He writhed and squirmed, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Do not."

Rin Tohsaka stopped Amanosaki's hand from reaching for the mouse, and her small feet, wrapped in black stockings, gently tickled Amanosaki's calves. The indescribable sensation made Amanosaki shudder.

"Since you are so receptive to the imprinting, I think you can start training."

Amanosaki looked at Rin Tohsaka, whose expression was ambiguous, and cautiously probed, "I... I lost several pounds of blood today."

"The doctor said it takes a hundred days to recover from a bone or tendon injury. My injury is at least to the point of tendon damage, so a day of rest isn't unreasonable, is it?"

"What do you say?"

"Yes, I'll have a little extra nutrition and then I'll start training."

Rin Tohsaka tossed her ponytail with satisfaction, skipped across the magic circle, and carried the groceries Amanosaki had bought into the kitchen. A few minutes later, the aroma and crackling sounds of the stir-fried dishes whetted Amanosaki's appetite.

He then realized that he was starving.

"Eat quickly, then you can draw. Use magic to control the graphics tablet."

A bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup were placed on the table. Rin Tohsaka put on her apron again, her jet-black hair falling smoothly from her shoulders and draped over her chest.

Rin Tohsaka crossed her legs, her well-toned calves barely concealed by her short skirt, which was covered by an apron. Her 30 denier black stockings, with a hint of flesh, complemented the pale red apron perfectly, creating a very alluring look.

Rin Tohsaka, holding a tray in one hand, placed a gem on the computer desk, then picked up chopsticks and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'll feed Nozaki, so Nozaki can focus on drawing."

Rin Tohsaka's sudden shift in attitude and her increased feminine beauty overwhelmed Amanosaki, leaving him tormented by weakness and lust, unable to figure out Rin's moves.

"Hey Rin, what kind of act are you putting on? Is this some kind of 'The Young Master Needs His Medicine' drama?"

A pat of egg was stuffed into Amanosaki's mouth. The egg, soaked in the sauce from the stir-fried tomatoes, was bursting with a wonderfully fresh and tangy flavor. The savory stir-fry paired perfectly with the scallions, hitting Amanosaki's sweet spot.

He started eating heartily.

Rin Tohsaka watched Amanosaki wolf down his food and said while feeding him, "Before 12 o'clock today, you have to use magic to control the digital tablet and draw at least ten pictures with me as the subject. If you don't draw them well, I'll make sure you have convulsions all over your body tonight."

Amanosaki swallowed the egg, wisely refraining from pleading for mercy, and instead asked the following question:

"What if it's finished being drawn?"

Rin Tohsaka bit her lip, turned her head away, lowered her eyes, and looked shy, her voice moist: "Then, I will let you take what you want."

"Hmph! What do you take me for!" Amanosaki slammed his fist on the table, the scalding bowl sloshing around, a few oysters floating on the surface of the soup. Amanosaki faced him solemnly.

"This level of cosplay is simply beyond my..."

"I can't refuse!"

After saying that, he picked up his hand and opened the software with a burning gaze.

"Watch closely! This is my Amanosaki's method of burning the liver!"

……

The clock ticked closer to midnight, and intimate conversations could be heard from time to time in the room.

"Rin, that's 10 pictures now, we... hehe."

"Draw two more, okay? They say a focused man is the most handsome, and you looked really dashing just now."

……

"That's twelve paintings now."

"Draw another one, then..."

Chapter Thirty-Three: It's still me

The digital clock jumped to midnight. In the dimly lit room, the pale blue numbers seemed like the tentacles of the surging tide of time, ruthlessly proclaiming an irreversible future.

Rin Tohsaka is not far from disappearing.

Actually, she should have left a long time ago, and Rin Tohsaka herself knew that.

Lin Shuyu was right before; maintaining superpowers for a long time is a huge burden for a knight-errant.

Currently, apart from a few people with auxiliary abilities or those who pursue acquired paths, such as those who cultivate [Iron Shirt], [Silent Zen], or [Qi Refining], very few people maintain their abilities in normal times.

This will shorten your lifespan.

The gems lined up on the table had mostly shattered; these magical stones had been burned dry to maintain Rin Tohsaka's existence.

But Rin Tohsaka wouldn't give up.

She stared at the computer screen, refreshing it again and again.

[Current Identity: Rin Tohsaka]

Current brand awareness: virtually unknown (96%)

"Not even close."

The girl bit her rounded nails and muttered anxiously to herself.

She held Amanosaki, who was fast asleep on her belly, with one hand, her fingers unconsciously stroking him.

The number jumped from 96 to 97, and under Rin Tohsaka's anxious gaze, it gradually climbed to 100%.

As he went from being unknown to achieving some success, a gentle golden light shimmered in the cramped room.

Rin Tohsaka let out a long breath, gently moved Amanosaki's head away, tenderly covered him with the blanket, and kissed his lips.

Rin Tohsaka traced the contours of the young man's thin face with her fingers, pressed her forehead against Amanosaki's head, and whispered in a voice no one could hear:

"Since the 'ideal type' has been given a reputation, there must be a way to utilize it; it's just that we don't know how yet."

"Although tomorrow has passed, I am still me, but your magic teaching lessons can no longer be improved. And..."

The girl bit her lip, her tone becoming heavy:

"I'm not willing to let you and I have to readjust tomorrow, Nozaki. I'll definitely find a way. Since arrows can enhance the abilities of Stand users in 'JoJo's Bizarre Adventure,' I'm sure I can achieve the same with magic."

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Intelligence Department.

"How's it going? How far have we progressed?" Hu Zhun, the deputy head of the intelligence section, sat with several people in the brightly lit office.

He was balding and was holding an enamel mug filled with goji berry and chrysanthemum tea, which was cooling and calming. He was taking small sips.

"Deputy Section Chief, we've already made it to the first page of the 'Romantic and Sentimental' section!" A young staff member excitedly rubbed his hands together as he operated a computer with three screens.

Hu Zhun frowned: "Didn't you say you could make it onto the trending list of the 'Romance and Romance' section?"

The young clerk spread his hands, pointing helplessly at the data, and said, "It's not that we're not trying hard enough. There are freelancers and individual studios all over the country doing click fraud, and some studios even have mainframe computers. This is our first time doing click fraud, and we really can't beat them."

Hu Zhun, holding an enamel mug, walked to the screen. The young man, oblivious to the deputy section chief standing behind him, continued his incessant chatter:

"Look at this post, 'Oriental Leaf Knight endorses Nongfu Spring's new beverage, rents out the entire Heaven on Earth that night,' the number of views has already reached one million. This thing was posted on the forum today, the data has definitely been inflated."

A wrinkled hand suddenly appeared from the blind spot, pointing to a small window on one of the screens: "What's this?"

It was a foreign website with a "P" prefix and a predominantly yellow and black warning color scheme. In the video, a woman had just gotten stuck in a washing machine, and an actor dressed as a knight walked into the room naked and greasy, while the woman's buttocks smacked incessantly.

"Monitoring the latest information on foreign knightly orders is part of my daily work," the young man said seriously, quickly closing the video.

Simultaneously click the mouse macro to delete browsing history without leaving a trace.

"Pay close attention. This is a mission given to us by Amber, and it's top secret of the branch." Hu Zhun silently recited the name of the video in his mind, memorized the string of English characters, and then took a sip of tea to calm his temper.

"Yes, I promise to do my best." The young man pushed up his glasses, debugging the code, and asked curiously, "But Deputy Section Chief Hu, I think this post is just a record of inspiration from a virtuous scholar, but now it seems to be turning into a way to show off his ability to pick up girls and attract attention. What's so secret about that?"

"This is an experiment; don't ask questions you shouldn't."

Hu Zhun found a seat and sat down, tapping his enamel mug on the table with a crisp sound.

From this vantage point, a slight turn of the head is enough to see the young man's computer screen, allowing for a clear view of his next video feed.

The young man nodded, unaware that the deputy section chief had taken note of him. He reread the post and felt he had grasped the superior's intentions.

The decline of the Yushan branch is well known. This master painter is not famous, but his painting skills and style are unique. The young people speculate that Amber Master is determined to develop his soft power since he can't improve his hard power.

They recruited a group of talented but unknown skilled scholars under the guise of a branch, trained them, and then used their high-quality works to attract attention, which in turn attracted heroes from other branches to join them.

It's not just illustrators; music, event planning, and even related services may see a significant increase in recruitment.

“The branches in the developed coastal areas are already doing this, but we are the first to try it in the inland areas. If we don’t occupy the position of public opinion, our opponents will. This project has potential.”

The young man muttered to himself, though he was no longer nourished by art films, his heart, which had been depleted by staying up all night, began to beat again, fueled by the promise of a bright future and financial prospects.

"Deputy Section Chief, take a good look."

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Birds chirping, insects chirping.