Fuyuki.
Sakura Matou sat alone quietly on the balcony, gazing at the starry expanse of the plains.
On the final night of the Holy Grail War, the girl had restored the shattered Greater Grail in a way that was incomprehensible, even to Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had been present.
But he quickly came to a conclusion...he had to conceal the fact that Sakura was the one who repaired the Greater Grail.
Thus, to the outside world, Tokiomi claimed that his family's ancestor's teacher had left behind a special magecraft for restoring the Greater Grail.
After all, such an otherworldly power would be hard for anyone to believe if he claimed it was his daughter's doing.
People only believed what they saw with their own eyes... and conveniently, the ancestor's teacher made a perfect shield.
After all, that was the Jewel Mage, a unique existence known as a "magician."
A faint sound of footsteps came from behind.
Sakura didn't turn around as a girl with disheveled hair, wearing fluffy pajamas, walked onto the balcony and draped a thick cloak over her shoulders.
"Still thinking about the Holy Grail War, Sakura?"
The girl's voice rang out on the balcony.
The eldest daughter of the Tohsaka family, Rin Tohsaka.
In the original worldview, Sakura Matou and Rin Tohsaka had been separated at a young age.
But because Alvin had saved Sakura, the world's timeline had shifted.
Though Sakura still bore the name "Matou" and was technically a child of the Matou family, she no longer lived with them.
These past few days, Tokiomi Tohsaka had been negotiating with the head of the Matou family regarding the inheritance of the "Magic Crest."
The more he learned about the details, the more shocked he became.
Using Crest Worms to erode a girl, altering her attributes to make her a suitable heir for the Matou family's Magic Crest...
Just hearing what Matou Zouken had planned to do to Sakura made Tokiomi, a man known for his elegance and composure, tremble with rage.
From the moment he learned the truth, he began to understand why, during the Fourth Holy Grail War, Saber had "abducted" Sakura and treated him with such disdain.
As a magus, Tokiomi Tohsaka was undoubtedly competent, but if he had sent Sakura to the Matou family and allowed her to be transformed into a "vessel for worms"... even if done unknowingly, it would have been a grave failure as a father.
Fortunately, no disaster had come to pass... Even after the Holy Grail War ended, Tokiomi couldn't help but feel lingering fear whenever he thought about it.
However... Tokiomi was unaware that while his daughter's safety was secured, it had left her with a "heart condition."
During the Fourth Holy Grail War, being saved by an enemy Servant was, for the young girl, like a ray of sunlight piercing through a crack in the darkness.
That glimpse of hope, seen when the darkness was broken, lingered in her heart even now, after the war had ended, filling her with nostalgia and longing.
Nostalgia for the stunning moment she first saw that boy, and a yearning to meet that mythical hero again.
Though exhausted after the war, Tokiomi had begun diligently preparing for the next Holy Grail War.
Unbeknownst to him, his daughter harbored just as strong a desire for the next war.
In the entire Tohsaka household, only Rin Tohsaka knew what her younger sister was truly thinking.
Sakura turned her head to look at her sister and said softly. "Are you here to talk me out of it?"
Even though Sakura Matou didn't participate in the last Holy Grail War, she had deeply felt its dangers.
If Tokiomi Tohsaka knew his daughter's thoughts, he would likely do everything to prevent her from joining the next Holy Grail War.
Because of this, Sakura had never told her father about her hopes for the Holy Grail War.
Rin Tohsaka paused for a moment before saying helplessly. "I'm not here to talk you out of it... In fact, no matter what you want to do, I'll support you."
"But if you want to summon a specific Servant, you need a corresponding holy relic... Father said that acquiring a holy relic is extremely difficult, and often, it's not us choosing the relic, but the relic choosing us... Which Servant you summon depends a lot on luck."
Her underlying message was a hope that her sister wouldn't be too fixated on the White Dragon...
After all, ancient Britain was far too distant from the present.
Unless there was some special information, where in the modern world could one find a holy relic from ancient Britain, especially one tied to the White Dragon?
"Besides, Father's health hasn't been great lately... You should spend more time with him."
Rin Tohsaka added.
Sakura Matou froze for a moment, instinctively asking. "What's wrong with him?"
These past few days, she had been preoccupied with thoughts of when the next Holy Grail War would occur and where to find a holy relic...
She hadn't paid much attention to family matters.
Rin Tohsaka's expression dimmed slightly as she said softly.
"It seems to be related to the 'black mud' from the last Holy Grail War."
The black mud, or rather, "All the World's Evil," could curse anyone who came into contact with it.
Tokiomi Tohsaka hadn't directly touched the black mud, but he had poured so much effort into the Fourth Holy Grail War, only to face such a crushing defeat.
Even though Sakura later restored the Grail, the pent-up frustration with nowhere to go had taken a toll on his health.
Lately, it had been Aoi Tohsaka staying by her husband's side.
"So much has happened..."
Sakura's eyes flickered, and she soon looked up at her sister, asking softly. "Where is Father now?"
She had only recently returned to the Tohsaka family, so she still felt a bit distant from Tokiomi.
After all, it was Tokiomi himself who had sent her to the Matou family.
"He just went to the Holy Church, probably to gather information about the next Holy Grail War."
Rin Tohsaka replied.
Then, she reached out and gently patted her sister's head, her gaze softening. "After this, I'll help you search for the White Dragon's holy relic."
Sakura froze, instinctively looking at the girl in front of her.
Perhaps feeling a bit uneasy under her sister's gaze, Rin coughed lightly and said. "Don't overthink it. You're my sister, after all. Even if I don't always understand what you're thinking... as your older sister, it's only natural I'd help fulfill your wishes."
By the end, she turned her face away, trying to maintain a calm expression.
In the dim light, a faint blush spread across her fair, delicate face.
Sakura remained silent for a long while, her gaze softening as a gentle smile appeared.
"Thank you... Rin."
For the first time, the girl's guarded heart opened a small crack for her sister.
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'Why do I feel like I'm about to be thrown into a dark room any second now...'
Looking at the woman before him, Alvin appeared calm on the surface, but inside, he was panicking.
When the system issued its warning, he had already considered the possibility of triggering the "Dark Room CG" at some point, but he never expected it to happen so soon.
At that moment, a cool, soft hand gently rested on the boy's chest.
Gray... or rather, Morgan, who was inhabiting her, gazed at him with a playful smile and said softly.
"Why is your heart beating so fast?"
How could it not be? If this weren't the Clock Tower, Alvin might have already activated the White Dragon's Core.
He thought as much, but in this situation, since force wasn't an option, he'd have to try another approach...
Alvin looked at Morgan's fair, delicate face.
She was still pinning him down, exuding a dominant air as she enjoyed watching his expressions and reactions.
Clearly, she relished this feeling of being in complete control.
"Sister, during the last Holy Grail War, didn't you also want to summon me as your Servant?"
Alvin suddenly asked.
The unexpected question caught Morgan off guard as she let out a soft "Mm" in response.
"If I had known from the start that you were the one summoning me... I would have answered your call and become your Servant."
Alvin first expressed his "sincerity."
Seeing no reaction from Morgan, he gave a helpless look and continued. "Like I said, during the Holy Grail War, as long as it didn't cross any lines, I'd choose my Master without hesitation... If you had been my Master, I would have chosen you just as firmly."
The captivating silver-haired beauty opened her eyes, glancing at him.
"And if it was a choice between me and Lily?"
As expected, she'd ask that... Alvin wasn't surprised by her question and answered without hesitation. "I'd still choose you."
Hearing his words, Morgan froze, the coldness in her eyes gradually melting, replaced by an indescribable joy.
In Morgan's worldview, the only woman who could rival her was her sister.
Though they seemed reconciled now, deep down, she still held a grudge.
The proud witch had only ever lost to her sister, so she strove to surpass her in every way... even when it came to winning Alvin.
The boy's sincere words and earnest gaze left Morgan momentarily stunned.
A moment later, a faint, unnatural blush spread across her pristine, snow-like face as she coughed lightly and said coolly. "Don't think you can fool me with words meant to charm little girls... I'm not like Lily, some inexperienced fool."
With that, she moved off Alvin, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, casually playing with a strand of her hair.
'Tsundere is so fun... Alvin couldn't help but smile inwardly.
The usually lofty queen was quite amusing when embarrassed...
Morgan was typically cold and aloof, exuding an untouchable arrogance that made everyone else seem like mere insects.
Her words were often sharp and biting... but she couldn't handle straightforwardness, especially direct words from someone she cared about.
Though she could flare up easily, a few direct words and a confession could make Sister Morgan blush... She was actually pretty cute.
She is truly a top-tier woman.
If Lily has a slightly rigid, subtly tsundere personality, then Morgan is a sharp-tongued tsundere... Could their tsundere nature be hereditary?
In the enclosed room, Alvin quietly admired Morgan's shy, alluring demeanor.
A woman like her, so commanding and intimidating when cold, could make people wary.
But when a beauty like her got embarrassed... it was almost too much for a man to handle.
Even though Alvin had already been intimate with her, he couldn't resist sitting beside her now.
The enchanting beauty shot him a glance and said. "What are you staring at? Don't need your eyes anymore?"
Compared to her imposing aura when she entered, she now had less coldness and more feminine charm.
"I left Fuyuki early. Did anything else happen afterward?"
Alvin shifted the topic.
Morgan replied coolly. "I fought with your little lover. Not long after, I left... I don't know what happened in Fuyuki afterward."
"But... I think Lily is probably still in this world."
Alvin's heart jolted as he asked.
"She's a transmigrator too?"
"When I summoned her, she once inadvertently revealed that she was summoned as an 'avatar'... because there were no Master slots left in the Holy Grail War at the time."
"I see..."
Alvin nodded thoughtfully, his hand slipping around the woman's slender waist, fingers brushing under her plain cloak and gliding along her smooth skin.
Morgan continued. "I don't know where she is now. She's not a divine spirit, so she probably can't inhabit someone's body, but she'll likely come looking for you... Mmm~"
Her words were cut off as her red lips parted, unable to suppress a sweet, soft sound.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed? This isn't my body, don't mess around!"
Her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating blush as she glared at Alvin in embarrassment.
'You know this is Gray's body, and you still dare to tease me with it... Alvin silently withdrew his hand and said: "Do you think Lily might be in London too?"
"Maybe. It's just a guess."
No sooner had Morgan finished speaking than she noticed Alvin's hand resting on hers again.
She gave him a faint glance and said coolly. "The consciousness of this body I'm inhabiting is indeed still asleep, but if she wakes up and sees this... don't say I didn't warn you..."
Alvin didn't respond, only gently kissing the sensual, moist lips of "Gray."
Her cheeks grew hot, but her lips carried a cool sensation.
At the same time, a special notification quietly appeared:
[You have completed the special achievement CG: Immoral Affair at the Clock Tower]
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