Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Guinevere frowned.

Lancelot's original myth has been distorted.

Now, when people think of Lancelot, they think of the adulterous Lancelot who seduced his lord's wife, the betrayer.

Not the strongest and most valiant steel goddess among the Knights of the Round Table.

If Lancelot were to die in battle as a Heretic God, her very existence would be altered upon her next incarnation, becoming the 'Lancelot' in the truest sense.

"It's alright, Guinevere."

"I too yearn for worthy opponents. I hope to fight a skilled Demon King who can unleash such a sword."

The ancient steel goddess let out a laugh full of anticipation.

"No, let's wait, Uncle."

"I remember that the new king has arrived in Japan, right?"

Guinevere refused Lancelot again, stroking her smooth chin.

"That's right, so what?"

Lancelot didn't quite understand what Guinevere meant by suddenly bringing this up.

"I think we should go back to America for a bit."

For no reason, Guinevere directly shifted the topic to this.

Lancelot's head was even more muddled now.

But actually, being muddled wasn't a big deal. In this relationship, Lancelot had always been the guarantee of power, while Guinevere was the proof of intelligence.

"It's nothing, we need to grab some small gifts to send to that Martial Arts King."

"To let two tigers fight each other."

Guinevere said it with ease.

"Of course, Uncle, it's very likely that we'll still need you to manifest as a Heretic God in the end. I'm counting on you."

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then revealed a confident smile.

"Rest assured."

Chapter 315: Mariya Yuri

Japan, a certain middle school.

It was probably time for physical education class, and at this time when they should have been in class, many young boys and girls were displaying their youthful energy on the sports field.

It was at this time.

A Cullinan slowly drove in from the end of the street, and then, ignoring the gatekeeper, swaggered into the sports field.

Well, how should I put it.

Very arrogant.

But in a country like Japan, it's very normal and not uncommon.

The young boys and girls who were displaying their youth on the sports field were stunned.

Actually, it wasn't really this kind of arrogant behavior that attracted their attention.

In fact, it was the people who got out of the car that made them unable to shift their gaze.

A blonde female knight in a red dress and a silver-haired female knight in a blue martial arts outfit.

And a man with short brown hair, wearing sunglasses, and a blue suit, with a dignified bearing.

For teenagers in their adolescence, such high-quality men and women were fatally attractive to them.

"King, I'll go bring Mariya Yuri first."

"Please wait in the room with the two knights."

Without waiting for the boys and girls to surround them, Saya Gongxin took them directly to the principal's office.

And she directly took over the principal's office, kicking the principal out.

"Mm."

Haramura Makoto nodded lightly, then directly sat on the principal's office chair.

With the sound of the door closing gently, Saya Gongxin left.

Liliana was already familiar with the layout of the principal's office, and skillfully took out the principal's treasured black tea, and started making tea.

Erica then moved closer to Haramura Makoto.

"King, how is it? Do you need me to bring over the boy you're interested in?"

Haramura Makoto glanced at Erica, extended his finger, and tapped on the table.

"No need to bring him over, I can see him."

In the instant of the conversation, faint golden streamers were already surrounding the periphery of Haramura Makoto's pupils.

...

The bell for noon class rang.

Wearing the school uniform, with an ordinary but sunny appearance, Kusanagi Godou scratched his head, yawned, took out his bento from his drawer, and headed towards the roof.

"Did you know, a boy and two girls came to our school just now."

"I'm telling you, if I hadn't seen them in real life, I really wouldn't have thought that there would be such people in reality."

Walking on the stairs, Kusanagi Godou heard the girls' conversation in the stairwell.

This was barely considered a characteristic of their school.

The girls would gather next to the stairs during the break between classes to chat.

Basically, as long as it wasn't too quiet, everyone around could hear them.

However, Kusanagi Godou had always been uninterested in this kind of thing.

He just shook his head lightly, and prepared to walk a few steps faster to leave this place.

After all, staying for too long would give the suspicion of eavesdropping on people's conversations.

He didn't want to be caught.

"I know."

"I also saw them at the window just now."

"It's a brown-haired boy, a silver-haired girl, and a long-haired blonde boy, right?"

Kusanagi Godou had just quickly sold two steps on the stairs, his ears twitched, and he suddenly stopped.

Ah, no, it slowed down.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what they're here to do at our school."

"They should be here to do something, right?"

"They don't seem like students."

The girl's voice suddenly became smaller, so that Kusanagi Godou could only completely stop his steps, lean against the wall, hide his figure, and prick up his ears.

He didn't know why he was like this.

But he just inexplicably felt that the things these two girls were discussing were probably important to him.

"Speaking of which, should we go take a look, in case we can get to know them."

"Forget it, you didn't see what those two girls looked like."

"I saw them clearly."

The girl could see at a glance what her best friend was planning.

In fact, when that boy came down, probably all the girls on the sports field had the same idea.

Even those who already had boyfriends were the same.

But when those two girls came down, they stopped their steps one after another.

No way.

Those two girls were too beautiful, too exquisite.

So exquisite that they couldn't muster up any competitive spirit at all, and could only feel ashamed of themselves.

"Is that so."

The girl still seemed a little unwilling, and pouted her mouth.

"No, anyway, it's lunch break, let's wait and see."

"What if it works out?"

So handsome, and also a young master.

What if this young master wants to taste something light, even if it's just a one-night stand, she wouldn't lose out at all.

The fire of fighting spirit burned in the girl's eyes.

"Okay, let's go then."

In fact, the other girl was also unwilling.

Because of education issues, boys and girls in Japan are generally precocious.

She was actually also unwilling.

Girls of this age all crave their boyfriends to be dashing, handsome, young, and rich.

They also wouldn't think that they were worse than anyone else.

"Feels so familiar."

The two girls had already gradually walked away, but Kusanagi Godou, carrying his lunch box, stopped in place.

"Silver-haired girl, brown-haired boy."

"Why is it so familiar."

Kusanagi Godou frowned, reached out his hand and pressed it against his chest.

He felt that these two people were a bit like the two people he ran into at the inn in Sardinia.

He felt that he would remember what happened that day for the rest of his life.

He was staying well in the inn.

A man just barged in, this man's excellence was something he had never seen before.

He didn't know why, why that man came over that day.

What did he want to do looking for him.

However, after that man left, he knew that the stone tablet he was going to send was gone.

Anxious, he immediately called his grandfather, who was a playboy.

The later contact was that the stone tablet had successfully returned to its original owner's hands.

His mission was successfully completed.

However, from that day on, he didn't know why he always felt like he was missing something.

That feeling was as if a piece of his original life had been directly deducted.

"Forget it."

Kusanagi Godou shook his head hard, patted his slightly pale face, trying to shake off the unrealistic and superfluous thoughts in his mind.

"Thinking about so many things is useless."

He wasn't a fool, after carefully thinking about some time, he could understand.

However, pursuing and thinking were meaningless.