“Ha————sneeze——————”
Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was being carried by Artoria Ater and moving forward quickly, suddenly sneezed.
Artoria, who was holding her, and Mash behind her both stopped in their tracks.
"Have you caught a cold? Senior, it turns out that you are moving too fast and too reluctantly. Do you want to stop and rest for a while?"
Mash greeted Fujimaru Ritsuka with concern as Arturia put him down.
"I don't think Master will be sick."
After taking a look at the shield in Mash's hand, Artoria said calmly.
While rubbing the tip of her nose that had turned reddish with her own hands, Fujimaru Ritsuka herself said strangely:
"That's right. I obviously have Chaldean uniforms and costumes made by the director. Could it be possible that they cut corners when making them?"
Arturia frowned when she heard Ritsuka's words. She didn't actually mean it.
But it doesn’t matter.
"And I have never been sick or even injured since I was a child, let alone a cold."
"this......"
Matthew couldn't give a reasonable explanation for a while.
On the contrary, the information his Master inadvertently revealed was even more surprising.
Combined with the physical strength she displays in daily life, it can probably be regarded as [natural body].
Regardless of level, being able to possess a servant-level power with just a mortal body, even an E-, is surprising.
"ah!"
As if something had occurred to him, Ritsuka suddenly understood and punched the palm of his left hand with a fist in his right hand.
"What's wrong? Senior."
"As expected, it's the director who is kissing me and Nero or Elizabeth behind my back!"
"Eh?"
"Ha——————sneeze————————!"
Before Mashu could ask her question, the red-haired girl sneezed hard again.
"Ah! Here we go again, this is the second time!"
If once is a coincidence, then twice is inevitable.
"Alas~"
Fujimaru Ritsuka squatted down a little disappointed.
The jet-black short skirt under the pure white coat can no longer cover the absolute space between the top of the boots and the original hem of the skirt.
It's better to say that the skirt originally didn't cover much.
However, now the flesh color faintly revealed under the black stockings and the graceful curves that could not be seen before caught Ma Xiu's eyes tightly.
Arturia frowned even more when she saw this scene.
It seems that Sir Lancelot has inherited not only the advantages of being the strongest knight of the Round Table, but also the shortcomings that are hard to describe.
What a sin, Lancelot.
"Ahem."
With this thought in mind, Artoria Alt spoke up to remind Mashu who was entranced.
Mashu immediately reacted and looked away with a red face, but still could not escape Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes.
A malicious smile suddenly appeared on her face again.
So Ritsuka stood up and approached her reliable junior and servant Mashu step by step.
"Senior...Senior?"
Mashu was weakly puzzled by Fujimaru Ritsuka's actions.
However, the red-haired girl ignored Mashu's doubts and still walked towards Mashu slowly.
Like water droplets dripping from the tip of a stalactite.
Slow, but rhythmic.
"Ma Xiu~~"
As he spoke, Fujimaru Ritsuka twisted both sides of his short skirt with both hands.
"Senior...senior...? What do you want to do?"
Mashu, who was even more flustered, had already erected the shield in front of him, hiding behind it with only one head exposed, nervously questioning Fujimaru Ritsuka.
I don't know if it's because of guilt for the important person who should be protected behind the shield instead of in front of it, or because I simply can't look away.
"Hmph——"
While slightly raising the corners of her mouth, Ritsuka also slightly raised her hands that were twisting the corners of her skirt.
The exposed part of the thigh wrapped in pantyhose also subtly becomes more.
"Want to see————? Matthew~"
Although Mashu tried his best to stop his eyes from closing, Mashu tried, but no matter what, he couldn't take his eyes away.
"Senior, please don't do this!"
The words spoken in his mouth became pale and feeble.
"If you don't want to look at it, why don't you just close your eyes? Anyway, I'm going to keep pulling up."
Saying unreasonable words, the red-haired girl continued the movements in her hands.
Mashu, who finally managed to close his eyes, was provoked by Fujimaru Ritsuka's words again.
Continue to pull? Above that is——————!
No, Mash Kyrielet, the person standing in front of you is your most beloved senior. How can you look at her with such eyes for such a purpose?
But.....
Matthew, don’t you really want to see what’s going on under your senior’s skirt?
But wouldn't that be too shameful?
Although that is true, but————Are you really a shameless child, Matthew?
this......
Having an inner quarrel over this kind of problem already shows what kind of person you are! Stop lying to yourself, Matthew!
After an extremely profound and intense psychological struggle deep in his heart, Matthew decided to open his eyes at the last moment.
! ————————
However, what appeared in front of her was not the scenery under the skirt of her senior, only the smile of her successful teasing.
In the end, Matthew failed to appreciate what the senior looked like under her skirt.
"As expected, I still want to see it, Mashu."
The consequences of following his inner choice made Matthew so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Ah, by the way, let Director Animusfia bury himself with his Neptune magic.
Sinking at the bottom of the ocean is also a good option.
In short, we can no longer survive in this world.
Matthew blushed and lowered his head without making any response.
"well."
Fujimaru Ritsuka's sigh that followed made her get rid of her feeling of shame.
"I'm quite charming, Matthew."
"Of course, senior."
"But why is the director still fascinated by guys like Nero and Eliza? He obviously already has me..."
Looking at the red-haired girl in front of him, Mashu realized that his senior might really be lost this time.
"Even though you say that...the director actually didn't have anything happen to you, senior...the same goes for Miss Nero."
It seemed that Elizabeth was the only one who really made Matthew think that Animusfia would admit their relationship.
And that might be because Animusfia regarded it as her own, the memory of Nadasdi Ferenc.
Animusfia, who really lives in the 21st century, should not have had a relationship with any woman so far.
"Ma Xiu, that's not right."
"Huh? Why."
"Now that things have happened, do you think the director can still stay out of it?"
Recalling what happened to Animusfia and Fujimaru Ritsuka in Chaldea, even Mashu found it difficult to come to an objectionable conclusion.
"That's true...it's true."
"The emperor obviously has the same face as Saber, why did the director choose that one? If it was Saber, I would be more accepting. After all, he is one of us... Speaking of Eliza and Ni Lu is also very similar."
Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly realized something.
"Is that the style the director likes?"
Regardless of what her favorite style is, this question is actually the same problem for Animusfia.
He could only try his best to make up for Eliza's matter.
However, for Nero and Fujimaru Ritsuka, everything should still be within the scope of recovery.
Looking at Nero in her arms, Animusfia's heart was actually quite complicated.
He shouldn't have kissed her like that.
For Nero, Animusfia can only become a passer-by, a character that only exists in this dream of restoring human nature.
Even if Animusfia wanted to become a more important character, he couldn't.
Even the same goes for Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Animusfia is just one of the passers-by in human restoration.
Joan of Arc will accompany her for one singularity, and Animusfia may accompany her for more.
But that's all.
In the end, the only choice left for Animusfia was to leave.
Originally, Animusfia had made up her mind not to develop too deep a relationship with Nero and Fujimaru Ritsuka.
However, he was far less ambitious than he thought.
A kiss that you avoid if you refuse?
It's not that easy to avoid.
