Don't Meddle with My Family! 2 - or 'With the Power of Mind and Iron, I shall make wonders in protecting my Family!' (Don't Meddle with my Daughter!, SI!SonOfEighthWonder)

My sister can be quite the bitch when it comes to whine over a loss.

The bigger the loss, the bitchier she would get for a while. And since I was the one that had led to that 'humiliation', you could say that I was slightly miffed about her attitude today as she sat for breakfast and was all huffy and puffy with both me and mom.

"It's not fair that jerk outstaged Eighth Wonder."

Ah yes, I should expand on that.

Yesterday, as Briskin had me prepare for due to some 'suspicious' actions from unknown agents in recent times, Blowjob had returned from its defunct state by actually sending a large robot into the city and causing issues. A relatively unpleasant problem that I was sent to handle on my own.

Part of the deal I made with the old man about the matter, and one that allowed me to better tackle the notion that my foolish sister had been coaxed into taking our mother's cape and try to save the day with minimal preparation and training. It was already stupid to go on and face a robot with such a confidence like hers- even I, someone that had improved upon my Wonder Iron suits, still feel my current Mark 22 is not absolutely perfect against the hurdles up ahead.

I had been relying a lot on keeping up with modern advances that I hadn't already completed myself, improving on those and accepting that I would never create the 'ultimate power suit'. Instead, I would create the best possible flexible suit I could get for the time being.

Wonder Iron Mark 22 was prepared to give me the edge against the giant robot as my laser blasts easily tore into the armor of the attacking behemoth and started to expose the inner working of such a system. Tendrils were already panicking as they couldn't latch onto anything to 'stimulate energy' and fix the damage.

But right as I was about to burn away the controlling chip and use some of my remote drones to lift the robot out of the city and somewhere where the government could disassemble it as safely as possible, I saw my sister, Clara, soaring fast by my side and... smack the robot deeper into the building I had it crash onto, further damaging the structure.

"Aha! Got it!"

"Why did you punch it inside the building?" I flatly asked the blonde, the moron smiling and pointing a thumb at herself.

"Worry not, I am Eighth Wonder!"

I groaned. "Eighth Wonder should be in her 40s right now and definitely with a different frames than you. Likewise, you are far more reckless than she was when she started."

"T-That's not right. I just punched him a bit, that's all."

The spreading cracks into the building and the bathtub that fell down to the streets said otherwise. At least she did the smart thing and flinched at the rebuttal of nature.

"Girl. Who are you working with?"

"Legit people-"

"I work for the Japanese Government. Do you?"

Her mouth opened wide open and... she paused.

"I actually... don't know if it's that legit of an organization-"

"Well, I was not told about you, which means you are here irregularly. I highly advise you to get out now before you get penalized."

"W-What!? Why should I be penalized?"

"You punched a robot into a building, further damaging the place, and you are not guaranteed to have the city pay for the damage you may cause, direct and indirect."

The blonde paused. "T-That means?"

"You either leave, or you will be fined."

Her jaw dropped at this. "That's so unfair!"

"Then tell that to whoever sent you unauthorized. And that's an order."

"Y-You can't just-"

"One."

Her eyes widened. One thing that I knew about her that could easily be disguised as a guy trying to be a father to a child was the 'counting scare'. Clara was utterly scared of it since we were kids, so she tended to react strongly about it.

"Y-You- You can't just do-"

"Two."

She shuddered, then pouted.

"And then there's three-"

"Fine!"

She rushed away, luckily not breaking anything around in the process. And thus that was yesterday's return of Blowjob, the 'return' of Eighth Wonder, and... Well, me starting the big job I had been preparing for years now. And while I was positively irked with her reaction, I was glad I wasn't the only one seeing the light in this household.

"That girl almost caused a mess. Luckily for the city Wonder Iron was there to take care of this."

Clara's shocked look was soon aimed at the source of that comment.

"Mom! That's- That's unfair! For the heroine, I mean!"

Haruka Athena, the original Eighth Wonder, had grown curvaceously and wisely. While one could literally snort in amusement at how easily bad her luck was when she was using her powers, the woman had successfully kept herself out of sexual troubles after she ditched the cape.

It was as if the cape itself was a source of lewd bad luck from the way it acted with both my mother and my sister. Still, mom wasn't done giving her opinion on the topic.

"Don't be like that, Clara-chan. You have to know that Wonder Iron has been around for far longer and has more experience than... well, this Eighth Wonder."

Clara didn't like to hear that, munching on her cereals and milk as if she was some sort of angry squirrel. She definitely didn't digest that one well as she just marched off to claim the first turn in the bathroom and... I sighed as it was just mom and I in the living room.

"Mom, it's her."

The woman perked at my 'guess' and she sighed tiredly. "She is, Eric-kun. I had a talk with my superior but she will definitely go at it again."

I nodded in agreement, and thought back to when I decided to tell Athena that I had learned her 'secret'. This decision had been one I had been rather nervous to entertain. After all, I was sacrificing some of that 'secrecy' for the sake of avoiding misunderstanding between her and I.

Mom didn't know I was Wonder Iron, but she had told me a bit about her adventures from time to time. And those tales were taken as warnings to what kind of life heroes of all sort were dealing in Japan when facing this sort of monsters. Plus, it helped me still keep some understanding with her in regard of Clara's situation.

"I will keep an eye for anything silly she does around. She may get clumsy about her identity with her friends."

"Please do. And... Eric?"

I perked up, "Yes, mom?"

"Has she been giving you grief in finding a girlfriend?"

My mouth went shut about it. Yes, Clara had been giving me grief for any girl I approached. Not much in terms of trying to have a relationship but any girl with a reasonable curve either above, below or on both sizes of curvaceous pleasure.

"More like she has been hunting down any girl that has remotely any connection with me."

"She can be a handful, but she loves you."

"Maybe too much."

Athena sighed tiredly. "I guess. Just, remember that she is just trying to make sense of the world around her."

Through my body at that.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't get involved'."

The warning was perceived with light tension from the woman. "Do you think it would be unneeded?"

I nodded. "Trust me. There's a lot of good heroes that can handle that sort of trouble."

The woman didn't look convinced but... she smiled.

"It worries you."

"I lost dad, I don't want to lose you too mom."

She gave me a hug after I said that, pressing my head against her tits as usual. I will never get away from this sort of lewdness, but I guess the wholesome balances things out.

I just hope I don't have to deal with my grandma anytime soon...


AN

Next time, Eric discovers his sister may have taken steps to 'be more of a responsible adult'. Except she is taking under consideration the 'bed-sided' solution for this sort of things.