Chapter 115
Emiya's cooking was already wafting up to us. Shiro . The head chef of the entire Nasuverse . And damn it, how am I supposed to win Mordred's stomach with my cooking when that bad man has decided to make it his goal to win my stomach!
And I'm serious, even though this breakfast seemed to consist of a regular miso soup, a plate of rice, and a salmon steak, the smell was simply mind-blowing. We probably looked pretty weird from the outside. Three unusual blondes sitting at the table impatiently waiting for breakfast, while Tohsaka barely found the strength to get out of bed and was now finishing her nap at the table, as if she didn't care about the smell of freshly cooked food at all, but only an extra minute of sleep.
However, when the plates were placed right in front of her, even she could no longer ignore the food and indulged in gastronomic pleasure.
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Almost simultaneously with a light knock, three bowls of rice landed on the table, emptying almost instantly.
- More! - I asked in unison with Saber . And it's not that I'm a glutton, but considering that I can eat as much as I want, I really want more of the tasty food.
- Ah...of course. - Emiya answered slowly , amazed at how quickly we ate everything.
"Is gluttony a special trait of blondes?" Rin asked with a slight mockery .
- Not gluttony, but a good appetite, - I corrected. - Besides, I don't have to worry about getting fat from eating. It will be completely converted into energy anyway.
- Are you even human? - the girl was indignant.
- Well, my biological parents are people, if that will calm you down, of course. - I answered, nodding gratefully to the guy who put the second drink in front of me.
Tosaka got angry at her own thoughts and suddenly, greatly accelerating in the absorption of her portion, after a few moments demanded. - More!
10 minutes later
- Okay. We've eaten, so it's time to get down to business. - I sighed.
- Business? - Shiro blinked stupidly .
- Have you completely forgotten what we talked about yesterday?! - Tosaka was indignant .
- I remember. But it seems we didn't make any plans for today.
- It's simple, you go meet Sakura and Taiga and then bring them home. And in the meantime, I'll save the captain of the Kyudo club from being raped. In my opinion, it's an excellent plan of action. - I nodded, completely satisfied with the planned plan.
- Wait. What rape are you even talking about? - Shiro jumped up .
- Don't worry. Better think about how you're going to explain to Sakura and Taiga that there are so many beautiful girls living in your house. - I grinned, getting up from the table.
- ... I'm finished. - the guy's face instantly darkened from the understanding of what awaited him.
- Mordred, will you come with me?
- Of course. - The servant didn't hesitate to answer and followed me out. While Tohsaka, who had seized the opportunity , began to tease the virgin teenager, who found it hard to even just be in the neighboring rooms with Saber .
"So, what are we going to do now?" the knight girl asked me when we went outside.
- First, we'll go to an electronics store and buy a PSP .
- Piespi ? - Mordred asked again. - What is it?
- This is a portable gaming console.
- And why do we need it?
- To make it easier to wait for the right moment. After all, I'm not a fan of sitting on rooftops for hours without doing anything. - I admitted, wincing slightly.
- Do you have any money at all?
- Of course... - I was about to confidently confirm, when I suddenly remembered something.
- Ahem . Plans have changed a bit, first we'll go to the pawnshop.
In the pawn shop that we had been looking for for over an hour, we were able to exchange a kilogram bar for 1 million yen, which again was not fast, we had to wait almost another hour until the local merchant got the required amount of cash, while I am 100% sure that in fact a kilogram of gold cost about 300 thousand more, but we needed the money now, and therefore we decided to forget about this moment.
So when we were finally able to buy a PSP, which was the new thing in this world, and with it Tekken 5 to play online, as well as a couple of games like Chrono Cross and final fantasy , it was already approaching 12 o'clock in the afternoon. So we, having settled down on the roof of the local Kyudo club, sat down in Tekken , while Oza was entrusted with the important mission of keeping an eye on Mitsuzuri Ayako is the head of the Kyudo club.
Some time later.
- Grrrr , how many times can you use the same technique! - growled annoyed Mordred.
- Hm, as long as it takes, as long as it works. - I chuckled, once again using a normal roundhouse kick on the devilish Jin, who again threw her Yoshimitsu , knocking off the last drop of HP .
"KO, you win " - came the sound that was so pleasant to me, and then.
- Enough! - Mordred literally exploded with anger and broke her console into two halves, which were thrown aside to another pair of almost identical fragments.
- Haaah , Mordred. I understand that seeing as how I can recreate the console at any moment it doesn't seem valuable to you, but still, treat it more carefully. - I sighed, creating another PSP out of thin air, while mentally thanking Archer for how useful his spell was, allowing me to read the history and structure of objects, although for him it is more limited.
- Once again! This time I won't lose! - the girl snatched the console from my hand.
- Great, I'll even use another attack anyway. - I chuckled before we were interrupted.
- Milady, the surveillance target has left the school. - Oz landed on my shoulder.
- Finally. - Mordred jumped to her feet, throwing aside the miraculously surviving console, and a joyful grin appeared on her face. - It's time to wave real fists.
- As you wish. - I waved it off and in one jump found myself on another roof, from where I could clearly see the young brown-haired girl, who for some reason known only to her decided to go home through the alley, into which we hurried after.
- What are you doing here, Shinji , and why weren't you at training? - Mitsuzuri's indignant voice immediately rang out .
"Oh, you see, I needed to walk my servant so she could eat," the guy with blue hair that resembled seaweed answered her with an arrogant smile on his face.
- What the hell servant? Are you completely out of your mind? Why did you even join our club if you don't even go to training! With Emiya, we would have had a much better chance of winning the tournament.
- To hell with Emiya ! - the guy got angry before his face broke into a sinister grin - You know, chief, I was thinking, and you would be just a wonderful snack for my servant.
- Forward Ryder.
- What are you talking about... - Mizuzuri already wanted to ask , but the next moment the events rushed at too fast a pace, literally out of thin air an incredibly beautiful purple-haired woman in a revealing outfit and with a blindfold appeared, and the next moment in a flash of red lightning she was literally pressed into the wall of the nearest building, and in front of the schoolgirl with her back to her stood a young girl dressed in a T-shirt and jeans.
"You didn't kill her, at least? " I asked, slightly worried. After all, I know very well how much stronger she is than a standard servant due to the fact that I became her master, while the rider, on the contrary, is in a weakened state.
- If she died just from a punch, then it's her own fault for being weak, - Mordred answered me, under the stunned gaze of the teenagers, and if Mitsuzuri simply didn't understand what was happening, then Shinji was horrified.
- Hey-hey Ryder, come on, get up. - the guy began, taking out the tome, thanks to which he became her master, and when he still didn't receive an answer to his words, anger replaced fear. - Get up, useless servant! Protect your master!
The answer to him was the tome suddenly flaring up with magical fire, as well as the silence of the servant who had lost consciousness.
- Mmm . Master, isn't he too pathetic to dirty your hands with? - Mordred looked at me doubtfully.
"That's why I won't touch it with my hands," I chuckled.
- Ah, y-you wouldn't dare , nooo ...
"Explode." I said just one word and the next moment most of the alley was covered in a thin layer of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.
- Bue . - The simple high school girl was not ready to see something like this and so now Mitsuzuri was bent over, vomiting her lunch in half.
- Master, that was awesome, - Mordred praised me.
- Oh, it was nothing special, just a damn speech of the Inumaki clan . - I answered modestly, before looking at the girl trembling in horror. - Really, what should we do with her? I somehow haven't studied hypnosis, and I don't have the Sharingan yet either.
- I-I, I won't tell anyone anything, I promise. – the girl became nervous, slowly stepping back.
"Don't be afraid, she's not going to kill you," a calm voice said behind me.
Immediately turning in that direction, I saw a young pale-skinned girl of about 25 years old. She had black hair and was dressed in a kimono, over which was thrown a red leather jacket, which looked a little strange, however, what attracted me most about her were her eyes. The iris of her eyes shone blue, which smoothly turned into a red circle and finally a black pupil, like emptiness itself. And on her face was a soft, friendly smile.
- Master, she is dangerous. - Mordred tensed up, summoning her armor and sword.
- And yet she is not our enemy. - I smiled. - I did not expect to see you in Fuyuki . Regi Shiki .
- I was wondering. What will you do in this world? - When she said this, I realized with my whole being that in front of me stood not just Regi Shiki , and her hidden personality is the so-called Void Shiki . The physical embodiment of Akasha, what is implied in this world as the root of all things.
- I thought you preferred not to take control. - At least, that was the impression I got from the scraps of anime I knew.
- An event like your arrival is too rare to ignore. What will you do with the servant? - With slight curiosity, she looked at the unconscious Ryder, from the corners of whose lips blood was slightly flowing.
"We should treat her," I muttered thoughtfully.
- Master, the girl is going to run away now. - Mordred said without taking her eyes off Shiki while Mitsuzuri, who had managed to sneak to the other side of the alley, suddenly began to run away.
"Let her go, we weren't going to hurt her anyway," I waved it off, walking up to the unconscious Ryder, also known as the Medusa of Gargon . She was truly beautiful even in her current wounded state, covered in blood and dirt.
Her clothes: a short black dress with a purple tint and stockings/boots of the same color - emphasize her perfect figure, and also perfectly match the color of her hair.
First, I cleansed her of the dirt using purification, and then I healed the wounds using the reverse curse technique.
"Why didn't you finish me off?" asked the servant, who had come to during the treatment.
- Because there is no need for that. The only thing I want to ask is that you don't tell Sakura about Shinji's death yet . I want to save her from the Matou family . - I said, walking away from the fully healed rider.
"… okay," she agreed calmly before going into an intangible form and leaving.
- Save her. So you want to give them a happy ending? - Shiki asked, slightly tilting her head .
- Yes, I like it when a story has a happy ending. - I smiled and approached the tense Mordred, putting my hand on her shoulder to calm her down. Her instincts had influenced her too much.
- But in every world, countless tragedies happen every day, why did you choose to help them out of all of them? When just one thought from you is enough and even I will be powerless, just humbly accepting my mother's decision. - My smile wavered at her words, because indeed, all these tasks and supposed punishments along with the system itself are nothing more than a farce. All that is needed is one thought and the seal will be torn off, revealing the princess of condemnation to the universe in all her glory. And yet.
- I do only what I want to do. And anyone who decides otherwise is stupid.
- I see. - Void Shiki nodded . - Then you don't mind if I watch your journey here?
- I don't mind, - I chuckled. - I think there's a place for Regi in this story. Shiki and her mystic eyes of death perception.
- Okay, she won't mind. - Having said this, Shiki blinked and instead of her activated eyes, comparatively ordinary black ones looked at us, in which confusion flashed for only a moment, and Mordred was finally able to relax, dispelling her armor . And seeing her face, I was surprised. This reckless and seemingly completely fearless girl knight was all wet with sweat.
"What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask her through our connection as master and servant.
"This creature, no matter what kind of attack I imagined, every time it ended not just in death, but in complete erasure, without the ability to do anything."
"I thought you weren't afraid of death."
"There is no death. But there is her."