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

"In terms of food... I'm not too picky." Artoria pressed her finger on her lips and answered thoughtfully, "But Mr. Emiya's cooking skills are very good."

Fujimaru Tachibana: "It sounds like someone who can carry out a monthly update of only 10 minutes of gourmet program PROJET."

Arturia's dumb hair moved: "?"

Gao Wen tilted his head slightly, his sea-blue eyes reflected the beautiful silhouette of the young girl Yingling walking beside Artoria: "I am not talented, I only know how to cook potato dishes."

Artoria's eyes froze, and she was just about to add something, but the next second she was startled by a sudden loud roar at the end of the corridor, and the fire alarm bell in Chaldea had already sounded.

"What happened?" Artoria immediately let go of Fujimaru Tachibana's hand, and quickly ran towards the source of the sound. Lancelot and Gawain behind him followed immediately. The red-haired young man holding a harp bow After running a few steps, he stopped and turned his head.

Fujimaru Tachibana, who was walking safely behind them, walked lightly, seeing him turn his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"From the sound, it seems that Karna used a treasure in the kitchen."

Tristan frowned slightly, said his farewell softly, and then quickly ran towards the direction where his colleagues were just now.

Fujimaru Tachibana walked behind in no hurry. Hearing the noise, at most, the microwave oven blew up, and it was not a serious problem.

On the contrary, Artoria and her incomplete Knights of the Round Table, who rushed to the scene of the crime quickly, saw the black smoke coming out of the kitchen, and felt vigilant in their hearts, and there were bursts of coughing coming from inside.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough... Ka, Mr. Karna!!"

"Theoretically, it can be successfully produced, but it failed. Try again next time." The usually snow-white skin has been smoky black and full of dust. The young man calmly concluded that the strange-colored eyes With some pity in his pupils, he looked at the raw ingredients in his hands that had been completely turned into black slag, turned his head and said, "I'm sorry Wei Gongjun, I have caused you trouble."

Wearing a red coat with a black background and a white bib with lace on the outside, the white-haired hero has a black face, and is still holding a spatula that he hasn't put down in time, and he can't control his desire to do it up.

Finally he sighed and let Karna leave the kitchen for a while.

"Ah, what a failure of Golden!" Rider Sakata Kintoki, who used his body to protect the unfinished rice ball in his arms at the last emergency, shook his head.

Wei Gong: "...Mr. Jin Shi, put down the rice ball in your hand and go out for now."

"Yessir!"

When finally there was only his last hero left in the kitchen, Emiya held his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

"Add a ban on using Noble Phantasms to the kitchen ban... umm... except Tawara Fujita."

Thinking that I have banned many people from entering the kitchen, but seeing Karna's appearance as very reliable, calm and gentle, he let him in to help out, because dinner will start after the afternoon tea is ready Ready, I heard that the Master just came back today, and he still wants to make a good welcome banquet to treat him, it is the busiest time.

Then he was careless.

Miyamoto Musashi, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room eating rice balls, swallowed the last mouthful abruptly, let out a satisfied belch, and then turned his head to see Karna and Sakata Kintoki Rider coming out with a somewhat disheartened face.

Miyamoto Musashi blinked: "Huh? What's wrong?"

She didn't get an answer from these two people, so she walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at the Chaldean chef Wei Gong Archer who was cleaning up the mess inside.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Emiya, who was wiping the dust on the scorched black marks on the table with a rag, turned his head and saw a head protruding from the side of the door.

Wei Gong: "...No, no need, just sit outside for a while."

"Oh, oh, come on!" Miyamoto Musashi gave a thumbs-up, then immediately retreated to the sofa, chatting with the long-haired woman who was sitting on the other side in a white kimono just now.

Two female swordsmen can always have something in common when they are together. Even if their personalities are one south and one north, this does not hinder anything, especially when everyone around them is interested in new followers, Miyamoto Musashi's personality is also different. Very lively and easy to chat with.

"Hey, let me tell you, I came to the world to protect a girl who is wearing a white kimono like you!" Miyamoto Musashi picked up the cup, took a big sip without paying attention to the so-called tea ceremony etiquette, and then talked with the side Saber said, "Ah, to be honest, I don't know if the main body was accidentally omitted or what, I don't remember her."

Saber raised her eyes and said gently, "Then you must like her very much."

"Yes! Even if I don't have any memory, the first time I saw her, I felt that I must protect her!" Miyamoto Musashi affirmed with a smile on his face.

Saber smiled, holding the teacup in an elegant and peaceful posture.

At this moment, several knights appeared in the corridor in front of the hall, and Artoria immediately asked after arriving, "What happened?"

"King?" Bedivere, the only one who has been allowed by Wei Gong to help and have the right to enter the kitchen, is holding a mop and a rag in his hand. After hearing the sound, he turned his head immediately and saw that the king he was loyal to was a little anxious. He smiled and said, "It's okay, but the kitchen was accidentally blown up again. The loss this time is not too big. Mr. Karna didn't control his magic power well."

Arturia breathed a sigh of relief, but naturally she didn't notice that Tristan's closed eyes behind her opened slightly.

"Is there anything we can do for you?" She asked enthusiastically.

Emiya Arher in red said calmly with no expression on his face. He just came out to throw out the trash, and quickly entered the kitchen again: "No, sitting is a big help."

"Hey, why are there so many people?" Cu Chulainn Lancer, who entered the hall from the other side scratching his neck, sighed in surprise when he saw a lot of people gathered in the hall unconsciously, then noticed something, turned his head towards The kitchen looked, "Where's that Archer?" Before he stretched his head, a knife was thrown from the kitchen in an instant, fortunately he dodged quickly.

"Hey!"

Arturia had only taken a few steps forward when she suddenly stopped, turned her head and still did not see Tachibana Fujimaru.

"Is Tachibana still here?"

"Huh? Has the Master come out of the command room?" Karna raised his head.

Artoria shook her head: "No, it's the heroic spirit newly summoned by the Master. Its name is Tachibana, but it's written differently. It's the flower of a flower."

Cu Chulainn Lancer noticed: "Girl?" His eyes moved away from the new face Miyamoto Musashi sitting on the sofa, and finally stopped on Arturia, with disbelief in his red eyes, " Are you saying that Master's unbelievably dark face actually drew a double yellow?"

[Fujimaru Tachika in the monitoring room suddenly said: Ah!

Arturia nodded affirmatively as she recalled the strong magical power of the girl she had been with for a while.

"Hey, what job agency? Where is it?"

"Berserker from Japan, wearing a gorgeous kimono."

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly added: "That's a wedding dress."

Cu Chulainn Lancer raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then Qing Ji is going to explode, tsk tsk, there is a good show to watch."

The heroes who were chatting in the hall didn't know. When they talked about their real names, when they took the baked cake out of the oven in the kitchen, Emiya's hand paused—the one with the same name as the Master. Heroic Spirit?

The probability of having the same name is very small among heroic spirits. Of course, this is except for the same heroic spirit summoned with different spirit bases, which is not considered to have the same name.

Thinking of what the King of Knights said just now, we should be able to see him later.

So he immediately resumed the work at hand.

……

Originally, Fujimaru Tachibana, who knew what might happen in front of her, was left far behind, and she was not in a hurry, she just walked slowly, passing by one or two healthy staff members of Chaldea from time to time. Gave some surprised glances.

"Tachibana—can I call you that?" There was still a hint of soft youthful voice sounding at the fork in front of you.

Fujimaru Tachibana stopped and looked at the blond boy who was a few heads shorter than her. He looked clean and innocent, but his ruby-like pupils shone with intellectual light.

——The all-knowing and omnipotent star.

Fujimaru Tachibana narrowed her eyes slightly, then raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile, "Of course, Jill."

"Huh, I knew it." Young Jill loosened his shoulders, walked to her side, took her hand without hesitation, and said with a sigh, "Master really provoked a terrible monster this time." Woolen cloth."

"I'll accept it as a compliment." Fujimaru Tachibana put her hand against his face, pinched it decisively with her fingers, because there were nails painted with dreamy pink flowers on her fingertips, so she didn't use it What force, to avoid bloodshed.

"Well, it's been hard work for you. Being suppressed so hard, your head hurts." Young Jill looked at her, his eyes were full of consideration, "And you are in this world with the job of Berserker... I have a way to cure your headache, Do you want to try it? It can be considered as a contribution to my current Master."

"You are used to coaxing me." Fujimaru Tachibana's face remained unchanged, as if he was used to it, but he didn't seem to intend to buy Young Jill's account, "I just sensed it with magic power. You were not summoned when you were young, right? .”

Young Jill's eyes fluttered.

"Master, he has worked very hard, but..."

"There's nothing to do with a dark face." Fujimaru Tachibana nodded, expressing her understanding.

Young Jill showed a helpless smile: "Yes, there is really no way."

The two heroic spirits held hands and came to the entrance of the hall like siblings.

"Ah! Here it is!"

"Eh? Really, Master has left Africa and entered the EU?"

"There is an inexplicable sense of intimacy..."

"...My real name is Fujimaru Tachibana. It's the same name as Master, so it's good to call me Berserker." She stood in front of many familiar faces, except for a few who were thoughtful, most of them were just surprised and unfamiliar. Looking at himself, he smiled, "It's not a well-known heroic spirit, please give me your advice."

"welcome!"

"Come, come, have a drink!"

"...Mr. Cu Chulainn, it's still tea time, no wine is prepared."

Bedivere put a piece of cake in front of Tachibana Fujimaru, and said with a gentle smile: "There are still heroic spirits in the room, but everyone will come out at the celebration banquet tonight."

Fujimaru Tachibana stared at him for a few seconds until Bedivere's face turned red.

"So, um, is there something on my face?"

Fujimaru Tachibana shook his head and said, "Thank you."

"……You're welcome!"

Bedivere stood up quickly, turned around and went back to the kitchen stiffly to help.

"Hey, does Ms. Berserker like this type?" The black-haired young man in a light green and brown leather armor sat down on the ground diagonally opposite Fujimaru Tachibana with a smile.

"Like it?" Fujimaru Tachibana stared blankly at the direction of the great hero Arash, "If I have to say it, I like everyone very much... There is no special meaning."

"Mr. Arash, I also like it very much." She bent her eyes as she spoke.

This sentence may be very true, but almost everyone can feel that there is not a hint of hormonal romance in it.

Even though it was just a joke.

Everyone laughed it off.

"Hey, you know me?" Arash also squinted and smiled, pointing to his face, a little surprised.

"...I know everyone." Fujimaru Tachibana nodded.

Cu Chulainn Lancer raised his head and squinted his eyes: "It seems that you have participated in many Holy Grail Wars."

Fujimaru Tachibana pushed away his face that was next to her with his hands: "I don't like the real world very much, and I don't participate as much as Kuchurin-kun."

"Yeah, I got rejected, I (you)." Cu Chulainn Caster shrugged.

Fujimaru Tachibana raised his head and looked at the other two Cu Chulainns who had also come over at some point, his pupils moved, and his tone was flat.

"The Mad King is not here."

The scene suddenly froze.

Cu Chulainn Lancer's face instantly became embarrassed.

"Hiss—it seems that the Master told you his previous story." Cu Chulainn Caster pulled the brim of his hat, with a little embarrassment and helplessness in his eyes.

"Mad King, I'm talking about that (me) Cu Chulainn Alter, it's better not to mention it." Cu Chulainn Prototype, who looked obviously younger, sighed, the corners of his mouth drooping.

Tristan frowned, and plucked the strings: "Oh, how sad."

Looking at their posture, Fujimaru Tachibana suddenly seemed to be interested, and raised his eyebrows.