My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 1 Struck by Lightning

The moon hangs high in the sky, bright and gentle. Its soft light brings peace and tranquility to the night. The moonlight falls on the tree branches, casting dappled shadows that look like scattered pieces of wood hanging on the branches.

At night, a gentle breeze stirs the curtains, and the bright moon shines brightly in the night sky, with the seemingly tiny stars nestled beside it. On such a night, one can temporarily forget about those sad and troublesome things.

Night had just fallen when thick fog began to spread and swirl, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. Under the gentle moonlight and the glow of the streetlights, the white fog turned a golden hue.

Under the moonlight, the leaves rustled, as if playing a "Moonlight Sonata," gentle and poignant, profound and beautiful. The dancing notes seemed to leap out from the hazy moonlight, intoxicating the listener.

This is a room brimming with otaku vibes, with walls covered in anime wallpapers featuring characters who are universally acknowledged as waifus from each year's new anime series.

Not only that, even the bed sheets and pillowcases are decorated with anime characters, and the most attractive one is the cute body pillow with Eromanga Sensei on the bed.

Without a doubt, this is the room of a hopelessly ill, obese otaku.

At this moment, a boy of about seventeen years old was sitting in front of a computer covered with anime and manga labels, staring intently at the screen, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Holy crap, recoil control! What kind of nonsense is this kid watching at such a young age?

"Little Lulu, what are you looking at?" A chilling, mature female voice suddenly came from behind.

The boy shuddered, his hair standing on end, as if he had seen a ghost. His face changed drastically, and he quickly closed the webpage he was watching, his hands moving with lightning speed.

Then, with a guilty look on his face, he turned around and a beautiful girl came into view.

A white cotton shirt was casually worn, and the black tattoo on the left side of her neck appeared and disappeared, adding to her mystery. The hem of the shirt was tied into a simple bow, simple yet containing a hint of her inner wildness.

Black denim shorts, one long and one short knee-high sock, green and sky blue canvas shoes—casual, yet so endearing.

Her entire body seemed to radiate a mysterious dark purple aura, and her perfectly proportioned, gentle curves were simply irresistible.

Dark purple bangs hung down in front of her eyes, and her long, unstyled black hair fell unrestrained behind her. She tilted her head, revealing a pair of clear yet mysterious dark purple eyes. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her delicate oval face was framed by long, thick eyelashes that curled slightly like the leaves of a mimosa. She was an absolute beauty.

"Big...big sister, when did you get back?" the boy stammered, his eyes darting around. He'd been caught watching a short video by his older sister, and he was doomed. A million curses were running through his mind. He'd clearly locked the door, so how did his sister get in? Could she walk through walls?

"Sigh, Xiao Lu is already this age, it's normal for him to look at this kind of thing, but..." The girl stroked the boy's head and sighed softly.

"But, but what?" the boy asked nervously, feeling uneasy about his older sister's expression.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, the girl slapped the boy hard on the head, making him wince in pain, his eyes watering, his head buzzing. The girl shouted angrily, "You brat, how many times have I told you, you can watch short videos, but the female lead has to be your sister! Have you been ignoring me?"

"Waaaaah, sis! I'm still in my adolescence, and I'm getting all restless. How can I watch movies with you as the female lead? What if I lose control one day? We're siblings, and no matter how much of a beast I am, I can't lay a hand on you! Please, please, I promise I won't watch them anymore!" The boy clung to the girl's long legs, sobbing and sniffling. And, from this angle, it seemed even more dangerous.

"Hmph! Xiao Lu, you're so stupid, we're not related by blood," the girl said, both embarrassed and angry.

"No! I consider you my own sister, I can't do it! No, I can't do it!" The boy shook his head repeatedly, looking troubled, whether he was really stupid or pretending.

"I don't care! As a younger brother, you should listen to your older sister. From now on, you'll have extra homework, and you have to watch a movie with your older sister as the female lead every day. You have no right to resist!" The girl stood with her hands on her hips, looking arrogant. She was totally a brother-obsessed girl!

Even rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrows! Poor boy, he was targeted early on. How tragic and lamentable. Amitabha.

"Crack!" Just then, the boy suddenly shouted.

"What happened? Why did you call it stopped?" the girl asked, puzzled.

"Sis, you simply can't handle the role of a strong older sister. According to the typical anime/manga novel, you're a brother-obsessed older sister, and you should relentlessly pursue me and then seduce my brother when I resist. You're so outdated." The boy stood up and sat back down in his chair in disappointment.

He is a light novel author whose inspiration comes from life, so he often asks his older sister to play the characters in his novels and simulate some necessary scenes, but his sister's acting skills are not flattering.

"You brat, how dare you criticize my acting? Are you tired of living?" The girl was furious. Playing a brother-obsessed character was already shameful enough, but her brother actually criticized her. This was intolerable. She grabbed the boy's ear and spun it around.

"Ahhh, sis, I was wrong, I was wrong! Sis, your acting is the best in the world! Golden Eagle Goddess, Best Actor!" the boy begged, baring his teeth. If he didn't beg for mercy, his ears would be ripped off.

"Hmph! That's more like it." The girl said coquettishly, releasing the boy's ear, and continued, "Hurry up and cook, your sister is starving after a long day."

"Tch, you're always here and gone without a trace. Who knows if you're slacking off somewhere?" the boy muttered to himself.

"Hmm? You dare to talk bad about me? Looks like I'll have to loosen your bones tonight." The girl flexed her fingers, making a cracking sound as her bones rubbed together.

"No, no, I'll go right away." The boy suddenly perked up, but stopped just as he reached the door and turned back to ask, "Big sister, can I go find Nana to cook for us?"

"Nana?" The girl was initially a little confused, but quickly realized what she meant and felt a slight sourness in her voice. "You mean the girl across the street? Nana, you call her that so affectionately. But her cooking skills are truly amazing, much better than yours."

"Of course! Nana is my dream childhood sweetheart, how could she not be good? She's good at everything – music, chess, calligraphy, painting, morality, intelligence, physical education, aesthetics, and labor." The boy looked on with longing. For a nerdy guy like him, childhood sweethearts are very important characters.

"Xiao Lu, even though I'm your older sister, don't you know it's dangerous to praise another woman in front of a woman?" The girl's long hair flew wildly, her eyes blazing like a volcano about to erupt.

"I...I'm leaving now." The boy's heart skipped a beat. This was not a good sign. The last time he saw his older sister like this, his legs were almost broken. He then fled as if he were running away.

"Hmph!" The girl's anger hadn't subsided after the boy ran away. She jumped onto the bed and frantically whipped the Eroman-sensei body pillow to vent her dissatisfaction.

As the boy ran out of the house, a youthful figure came into view.

"Hey! Nana, what are you doing standing at my door? Did you miss me?" The boy walked up with a smile.

"Ah!" The girl, who was lost in thought, was suddenly startled awake, screamed, and blushed.

"Nana, don't yell at night, people will think I'm harassing you! You've come at the right time, how about, hehe, I'll leave dinner to you." The boy opened the door, rubbing his fists together, looking somewhat malicious.

"Since you're begging me like this, I'll reluctantly agree. But what will you give me in return?" the girl said hesitantly.

"Uh, so what do you want?" the boy asked, scratching his head.

"If you let me manage all your money from now on, I... I might consider cooking for you for the rest of my life." Nana fiddled with the hem of her clothes, her face flushed, unsure where to look.

Her shy demeanor instantly made the chubby otaku feel as if he had been struck by Cupid's arrow. Was this the taste of love? Was this otaku finally about to reach the pinnacle of life?

"Okay, no problem. From now on, I'll do whatever Nana says. If I go back on my word, may I be struck by lightning!" the boy swore excitedly.

But just as he finished making his vow, a streak of light pierced the night, and a thunderclap descended from the sky, resounding through the heavens.

"boom!"

The boy was struck by lightning and slowly fell to the ground, a happy smile still on his face.

"Street!"

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