[Comprehensive] Chaos and evil don't want to forget it!

Fujimaru Tachibana used to always think that Lixiang-kun was just plain dark-faced and unable to draw out those high-ranking heroic spirits, but now he finds it not difficult to use this simple word to describe him.

It should be said - don't eat the sufferings of the world.

Fujimaru Tachibana was wearing a blanket woven by Emiya Archer himself, sitting on a chair with legs curled up, perhaps because of his slender figure, he looked weak and helpless.

"Actually, I feel that the 'me' in the different world is pretty good." She looked sincerely at the white-haired young man in red and twitching at the corner of his mouth. "At least he doesn't have to go through the torture that I shouldn't have to endure at my age."

Emiya Archer restrained him with one sentence: "Do you want your Servant to be stolen by others?"

"Forget it." Fujimaru Tachibana quickly turned his head, showing his strong resistance.

"And aren't you very good at getting along with Raikou? Why at this time..." Emiya Archer sighed, with some doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't think the poor little guy in front of him was the same as he used to be in Chaldea. The big devil who is domineering beside Minamoto Laiguang and doesn't know how to restrain himself is connected together.

"Do you know that there is a word called close relatives?" Fujimaru Tachibana glared at him, then turned around and stretched out her hand to stuff another piece of Sakura sushi into her mouth. The salty fragrance filled her mouth, and she squinted her eyes. Some vaguely said, "It's been a long time since I got along with Laiguang's mother. The last comeback party was just a meeting and a kiss... um."

"It's fine for you to be willful." Emiya Archer judged calmly, "Anyway, you used to do this before, lawless, but the mad Raikou doesn't care at all about your excessive but in her eyes it's just 'cute' 'the behavior of."

"What nonsense is the truth." Fujimaru Tachibana clapped his hands away indifferently, "How can I call it too much, that's called intimacy."

Emiya Archer: "Oh."

"Also, I've been paying attention to it since I first entered the store." Fujimaru Tachibana said with a sullen face, "Is there always someone who thinks he's hiding it well but is actually staring at me like a spotlight?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, Lord Demon King?" Emiya Archer smiled gloatingly, feeling the pleasure of watching the never-resting little bastard roll over in front of him.

"Yes, Master, you made a big fuss on Halloween." Fuma Kotaro, who appeared beside Fujimaru Tachibana's other hand unknowingly, said softly, and handed her a fresh eel sushi.

Fujimaru Tachibana didn't take it with her hands, she opened her mouth and bit it off, half-moon eyes were speechless.

"Well, is it, then there is really no way."

"Don't worry Master, with my personal protection, no one will hurt you." Fuma Kotaro said calmly and firmly with the corners of his mouth curled up. The red-orange hair almost covered the upper half of his face. However, the smooth muscle lines that are inadvertently exposed outside the daily clothes show that he is well-trained.

"I believe you, but that's not the problem." Fujimaru Tachibana looked at Fuma Kotaro seriously, and said in a low voice, "Compared to those men who looked at me with complicated eyes, those eyes sparkle quite a bit. Do the girls who look like the next generation of Kiyohime feel more dangerous?"

Fumo Kotaro thought for a moment, seemed to be struggling with his words, and handed over a cup of hot tea: "...It's still much better than Your Excellency Qing Ji?"

"Insufficient quality is a matter of quantity." Fujimaru Tachibana took a sip and let out a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, your reputation on the forum is very good, and your popularity has surpassed Mr. Astolfo, and you are currently ranked first." Fuma Kotaro said as he opened the screen with his hand and began to quickly turn the page. With a smile on his face, I don't know if he noticed the subtle expression of the Master next to him in an instant.

"It should be a good thing to be number one, but it's more than Ah Fu... Ugh." Fujimaru Tachibana closed his eyes and seemed to be struggling, "And I don't need such things as popularity at all! What kind of girl idol is this? Is it the plot of the manga? Because Chaldea is in a financial crisis and needs the only Master to debut and become an idol?"

"First of all, there will be no financial crisis in Chaldea." Emiya Archer put the plate in front of her aside, and continued with a smile that can scare children, "Secondly, if there is a top like you in the idol world, it will be over. .”

Fujimaru Tachibana: "..."

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Emiya Archer.

"Kotaro, kill him."

"Forgiveness is hard to obey."

"hateful!"

"...That, that?" A girl behind them just wanted to touch Fujimaru Tachibana's shoulder when she was looked at sharply by the gentle boy with short red hair next to her. She shrank back, but still didn't Can meet Fujimaru Tachibana.

"Kotaro, are you exaggerating?" Fujimaru Tachibana swallowed the seaweed in his mouth, watching the subconscious vigilance of Fuma Kotaro, the oppression brought by him through various scenes, even an inadvertent glance makes ordinary people Some are overwhelmed.

"Sorry, Master." Fuma Kotaro lowered his head, "I'm not very used to it yet."

"Forget it, it seems that I said that you don't need to get used to it." Fujimaru Tachibana thought for a while, turned his head indifferently, and waved to the girl who was looking at him with a smile, "Hello."

"Excuse me, are you... Lord Demon King?" The girl said, and instantly turned the direction of the panel in front of her. What was placed on it was a screenshot with high pixels.

In the picture, the girl in the white Egyptian dress rested her chin on her hands and looked down indifferently. She turned her head slightly and was talking to the delicate and proud purple girl beside her.

Fujimaru Tachibana: "This is indeed me... How should I say it, I really feel ashamed to be called that in normal times." She sighed and said to the girl with bright eyes beside her.

"I'm Fujimaru Tachibana, what's the matter?"

"I want to sign my autograph!" The girl seemed not used to getting along with people, and of course she might not be used to getting along with someone like Fujimaru Tachibana. She blushed and took out a notebook and opened the title page. Looking at her, "Can you?"

Fujimaru Tachibana was silent for a moment, and took the notebook and pen handed over by the girl with some hesitation: "I'm not an idol? Are you sure?"

She quickly wrote Tachibana next to it, and after thinking about it, she drew a circle of Master next to it, which looked a little cute.

"Yes! Actually, I don't care about idols at all, but you are really handsome, and I admire you so much!" The girl took the notebook and pen handed over by Fujimaru Tachibana, her eyes sparkling, "That, although a little rude, But I'm a little curious, where are you from?"

"...Well, the honorific title is unnecessary." Fujimaru Tachibana twitched the corners of his mouth, "Miss? Uh... this is a bit complicated, and it's not impossible to be precise, but I think I'm just an ordinary... person. Um."

The girl thought for a while and replied: "I think you may have misunderstood the common concept."

Fujimaru Tachibana: "..."

She felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, she seemed to hear it often from her Servant's mouth.

Emiya Archer next to him covered his mouth, his eyes drifted away, but Fuma Kotaro seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and disappeared beside Fujimaru Tachibana in an instant, not knowing where he was hiding.

Just at this time, the curtain of the shop was opened by a slender white hand, and a lady dressed in a beige turtleneck sweater and a gray long skirt was plain but looked exquisite and elegant in both her walking posture and her smile. A purple-haired woman walked in.

There was also a blond young man who fell to the ground and looked seriously injured by his hand.

Emiya Archer: "...It looks like Kintoki lost."

"Yeah, did Tachibana make friends outside?" The woman whose lines, even her clothes couldn't hide them, were so extreme that they were a little distorted caressed her cheeks with her empty hand, and her dark purple eyes seemed to be filled with unknown emotions. Feng Qingyun swept past the girl, and slowly walked to Fujimaru Tachibana's side, with a soft and sweet voice.

This person... is dangerous! ! !

At this moment, no matter who is in the sushi restaurant, they can feel the sense of frenzy that this beautiful woman inadvertently exudes, but because her behavior is too normal, she looks like a gentle mother who cares for her daughter .

"Mom!" Fujimaru Tachibana called out quickly, with a sunny smile perfectly ignoring Sakata Kintoki Rider who was holding the corpse in her hand, and introduced to the girl next to her who was so nervous that she was sweating and wanted to run away. Unknowingly, he pressed on the girl's back, as if supporting the girl and standing beside her, "Let me introduce to you, this is my mother, Minamoto Raimitsu."

"Ah, hello, my naughty daughter is really taken care of."

"Hello!" With a strong sense of oppression mixed with her own nervousness, the girl bowed stiffly at 90°, looking at Tachibana Fujimaru with admiration, "Thank you, me, I'll go first!"

Wuwuwu is worthy of being the devil king, even the mother is so scary... so scary, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't hold it!

Fujimaru Tachibana watched the girl run away like flying, and sighed, but Minamoto Raimitsu, who came over and let go of Sakata Kintoki Rider aside, made a strange "Huh" sound, with some confusion and confusion in his eyes. Wronged.

"Did I scare your friends away, Mommy?"

"No! Mom, you have nothing wrong!" Fujimaru Tachibana patted the table, said firmly as if this was the truth of the world, and then smiled, "Is there anything Mom can do with me?"

"Well, I just want to come and see you... My daughter is not very close to her mother when she grows up, and I feel a little bit emotional." Yuan Laiguang closed his eyes, the smile on his face was a bit regretful, and then he bent his eyes and said with a smile, " But mom can understand."

"I haven't seen Raimitsu for a long time, and I miss it very much." Fujimaru Tachibana was hugged by Minamoto Raimitsu after speaking, her head was buried in the chest of this crazy mother, and she was almost suffocated to death.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. When he came to his eyes, he put his forehead against his forehead, and said with a thoughtful smile, "Tachibana, don't worry, the mother of that bastard from another world will help you solve it, and I will never let him bother you."

Emiya Archer was shocked: "...?!"

This is not the level of slapstick, is it? ! !

The author has something to say: everyone is busy at the end of the year, and I can understand it when I save up the articles, but if I don’t see anyone by the time of the holiday, I’ll be pissed off!

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