Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

Don't like this guy because he's weak.

I've never seen a Heroic Spirit weaker than this guy. After all, is it really a Heroic Spirit?When he first appeared in front of his eyes, he just fell to the ground and couldn't get up. It also caused him to become so weak, which is simply infuriating.

Whether this guy is a master or not doesn't matter.

He is just a weapon, and it doesn't make much difference who controls it and who uses it.

This time you will feel angry, let's just vent your anger!After all, for a "weapon" that can clearly recognize its own essence to encounter such an extremely unlucky thing, this guy is definitely a rare and special case.

With such a weak body, what can you do?

Can't do anything!

Umm, no, even if it becomes like this, "kill all enemies in front of you" is an instinct, and the minions of fierce beasts will not become dull due to the shrinkage of the body.

……

--But!

When I think of this, I am still very angry.

If he still kept this memory in a normal way, he would definitely judge cruelly that his reduced size and his brain also shrunk. This virtue, I am afraid that he will change from a beast to a domestic dog.

But even so - the normal self would be less annoying to chatter!A beast is a beast, and now he is about to stick out his furious fangs at this suffocation.

Squirming.

Squirming.

Under the sheet that originally covered the body well and only slightly fluctuated with the frequency of breathing, a group of bulges suddenly rose.

This bulge is moving towards the end of the quilt, obviously slow and dawdling, but it seems that through this layer of quilt, people can see his firm will that will never compromise.

It's just that the forward speed is too slow,

It's all because of this heroic spirit, this idiot, this good-for-nothing, how could his stomach be so soft? !

He had protested before because this guy didn't take off his hard, cold and unsightly armor even when he was sleeping. Since he was the one who promised to be my uncle's cushion, of course he had to be perfect, and he couldn't be perfunctory.

In the end, this guy froze for a moment, and said something in a tone that seemed to be discovered only now - he was used to sleeping like this before, and he didn't realize there was any problem at all.

Then there is the "problem" now, he is not satisfied with this sleeping pad, so this guy took off his armor very wisely, and every night when he goes to sleep, he is left with the most fitting one he wore in the armor before. white jacket.

He is also completely covered by a layer of quilt every day, and he will not feel stuffy.

This guy's belly... I can't say how soft it is, but it has no muscles at all, and it won't sink if you step on it.

Lurking in the dark and narrow space, he is undoubtedly a beast with keen intuition. He will never be touched by his feet. The "sleeping mat" is delicate through the clothes and seems to hide the sweet smell of chocolate eaten at night. Bewildered.

He arched his body, stepped cautiously on the belly of the fool who hadn't woken up, stepped over his chest, and finally arrived at the destination smoothly.

flutter--

bite!

The still angry beast leaped forward, smashed itself into the neck of the heroic spirit, opened its mouth, and bit the neck of the idiot master with its fine and sharp teeth, and used his neck to grind his teeth to vent its anger .

"Kachu kachu kachu kachu—the greasy is not enough (the magic power is not enough)!"

hurry up!How long will this form last?

After biting, he refused to let go of his mouth as easily as the first time.

"........."

The sleeping idiot gritted his teeth expressionlessly for a long time. After a while, he finally frowned and snorted uncomfortably.

"Hmm... I didn't drink alcohol this time, why does my neck still hurt..."

The guy opened his eyes in a daze, but he couldn't turn his head, because there was a round "ball" with a lot of words stuck there, and he was poked on the cheek by a sharp thorn when he moved a little.

This poke, on the contrary, poked the drowsiness away.

"...Berserker?"

"Humph!"

"It's really Berserker..." This guy's voice was much clearer, and he didn't care about the bloodshot streak on his face, he subconsciously raised an arm and touched it, just in time to touch his head.

"Aren't you very tired during the day, why didn't you sleep well?"

With his neck in his mouth, he moved his mouth, and his fangs slid on the piece of flesh that could really taste the sweetness, revealing his unhappiness.

"It's noisy."

"Huh? Where's the sound?"

——It is the howling of the battlefield elves that you can't hear, but it buzzes in my ears all the time.That's right, obviously there is no way to stop.

——But I don’t know why, as long as I stay with you, the closer you are to this guy, the better, those noises that will always make people restless and unable to sleep will become smaller, so small that they will disappear unconsciously.

But...it still feels "noisy".

"Here, there, everywhere, I was so sleepy that I still couldn't sleep!"

"Ah... so what should I do?"

The guy seemed troubled by his words, and really took the excuse of impatience seriously.

After thinking about it for a while, just when he thought that the idiot was going to comfort him insincerely by closing his eyes and falling asleep, the sleeping pad that was lying on his stomach suddenly moved.

Due to the lack of strength in his legs and feet, Ying Ling could only support himself with his hands, and then moved a few times, so that his back rested on the head of the bed.

He was still entangled in this guy's neck, but because of this rather large movement, he almost slipped and fell off.Heroic Ling just supported him, and took advantage of the situation to hug him, and put him back on his lap.

Fortunately, he let go of his mouth in time, otherwise, hehehuhu, don't want that piece of skin.

"If you can't sleep, I'll make you some sweets?"

"No, won't you be unable to sleep even more after eating!"

"That's right...well..."

Then he fell into deep thought again, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Stupid, what a stupid, useless.

He was inexplicably more irritable than before.

"Let's think about it, when you encounter this kind of insomnia, you can listen to music, but we don't have music here..."

Humph.

"Then... sing it yourself? Do you want to hear me sing, Berserker?"

"What?"

The idiot was still very distressed and said: "I haven't sung it before, but if it's a lullaby, I should give it a try..."

Lullaby?

Immediately became even more angry!Are you coaxing him like a kid?

The weakened version of the Sweet Tooth Cub attacked again, and with the moan of pain from the idiot master, his finger was bitten again.

This night, they had been making a fuss in the middle of the night, if the tossing continued, neither of them would be able to sleep.

In the end, he reluctantly compromised and let the idiot master sing casually with an attitude of trying.

Anyway, it doesn't necessarily sound good, it's good if it doesn't sound bad—he still thought so at the beginning.

This guy had never sung before, so he tried it twice intermittently, but he was completely out of tune.Fortunately, the spirit of making persistent efforts and not giving up easily is still there, and it is the third time to revive.

When he spoke again, he was lazily biting the idiot's finger, and suddenly felt inexplicably tired.

Nor is it the body-heavy fatigue you get from being too tired.

It's as if the tense whole body can't help but relax at this moment, and it's like being poured down by a pot full of chocolate syrup, soaking him in it warm and sweet... No, it's too boring!

too tired... uh...

greasy……

"...... Hululu..."

Someone who just sang a few lines and was still not on tune: "Huh? The effect of the lullaby is so good?"

Before his consciousness completely fell into the darkness of the dream, he could vaguely feel that someone carefully pulled out his fingers from his grinning mouth, and then touched him faintly with the other hand that was not injured. Huhu head.

Then came the last voice he heard tonight:

"Go to sleep."

"Since it works, I will practice hard. Next time I can't sleep, I will sing it to you again."

Well, even for the sake of sleeping peacefully every day, he doesn't care about this guy anymore.

……

I don't like this guy because he's weak...

OK, it's a little bit better than it started, but I still don't like it.

Because he is not only weak, in addition to singing songs that allow him to sleep, he can use the food reduction raw materials exchanged from humans to process sweets that barely suit his taste, and he can use his stomach and thighs that are too soft as his own. Sleeping pads... other than these things, there is no other use.

Moreover, the function of the sleeping pad, which occupies one of them, was given to another guy without his permission at all!

Today is also a busy day to crush those rotten flowers with the useless master on his back.

His body was splashed with flower juice, which was obviously a bit sweet, but still could smell the hidden stench. Most of the juice was light red, and some of it couldn't be seen when it was poured into the purple robe.

But there was still a lot of blood splashed on the face, hair, and tail. From a distance, it looked like blood of the same color as the lines on the eyes and magic gun.

In the past, it was only the enemy's blood that covered his whole body, not the sticky, cold, and temperatureless stinky liquid. He felt uncomfortable everywhere he was splashed by the liquid, his whole body was itchy, and he could hardly bear it any longer. They're still sticking.

Therefore, on the way back, he couldn't take it anymore, even though his limbs and spirit were exhausted to death, he firmly refused to let Ruler carry him back.

Ruler is also an asshole that doesn't please him.

Obviously, he was also using his sword to cut off countless rotten flowers that were twisted into knots to engulf them, but the jet-black clothes were not stained at all.Very impatiently, he asked Ruler to roll back first, stepped on the flower field that had finally regained its calm, and staggered step by step to the depths.

In front of it was a hole that was forcibly blasted out with a Noble Phantasm—although limited by the power, it was not too big, but it only took a few days for rainwater to accumulate and it became a small lake.

Originally, the lake water was so clear that it could reflect the lines of the clouds in the clear sky, but after the sound of "bang--" when he jumped into the water without fear, the water splashed high, and after the circular ripples spreading in all directions subsided, the water also A faint red color emerged, like a bloody mist reflected in the glass and blurred.

gurgle gurgle gurgle——

The next thing to emerge is a layer of bubbles rising to the surface of the water.

He sank himself to the bottom of the lake, staring at the sharp and cold black of the upright spines on the tail with wide eyes, and then he stomped his feet violently, using this force to break through. The barrier of boiling water, with a wet body, returned to the land.

"Bah, bah bah bah!"

Disgustingly spat out the water that got into his mouth, he became refreshed after washing off the annoying juice, and he was about to return to the narrow road that could reach the hut in the center of Huahai.

etc--

Before leaving, I suddenly remembered something.

He made do with the weak and harmless "normal" flowers nearby, rolled a few times among the flowers, and removed most of the excess water, but correspondingly, there were more mud and grass leaves on his body.

Going back with this appearance, the guy will definitely say: Berserker, I played outside for so long today, after taking a shower, I have something to eat, and I can go upstairs to sleep.

I will definitely say that. If you don’t believe me, you will know when you go back in a while.

"Welcome back, Berserker, you've been playing outside for so long today. I made you strawberry pie, eat it after taking a shower, and then go to sleep."

right!Although not every word was guessed correctly, but the meaning has not changed at all——

"By the way, can you go upstairs by yourself later? Ruler is already asleep. I'll go up with him later."

he:"……"

Why is there such an extra sentence that I don't want to hear!

In fact, he took a shower on the way back, but in order to prevent the idiot from noticing the abnormality, he could only bear the bad name of playing around and not doing his job properly—he, who bears the humiliation so much, does not want to take a shower again after returning home like before , and temporarily lost interest in strawberry pie.

"What are you two doing now! Hey!"

"Huh? Ruler is sleeping."

"Since you want to sleep, go back to his sofa and sleep, why do you want to sleep on your lap!"

"To be precise, what we're sitting on now is the sofa that Ruler usually sleeps on... As for this, I really didn't think about it properly at the time, and now I can only keep it as it is."

The good-for-nothing master truthfully confessed that he discovered the truth that Ruler seemed to be very tired when he just came back not long ago, but he just pretended that he was fine and not tired at all.

And because he tried to persuade him not to worry about the business of the store, but to rest early, this heroic master finally showed the strength of a master, using a little magic that can make Ruler sleep obediently, and let him be obedient lie down.

"Usually, I feel guilty about letting Ruler sleep alone on the sofa on the first floor. Sometimes he is really stubborn."

"Put him down—no, after putting him to sleep, because I couldn't find a pillow, and I felt that lying flat might not be used to sleeping well, so I just sat down so that he could sleep on his back for a while. Anyway, Ruler Why is the pillow that's been on the sofa missing... Wait, Berserker? What's that lump of cotton that you poked with your gun?"

It doesn't matter what it was before, it's just a ball of cotton anyway.

Reacting to any beast whose territory was overrun by outsiders, he was furious.

The brutal cub, still covered in mud and broken flowers and leaves, jumped onto the invader and yelled in the invader's ear: "Go away! This is my place!"

The good-for-nothing master seemed very helpless: "Keep your voice down... well, it doesn't matter if you keep your voice low or not. Under the effect of magic, Ruler won't wake up no matter how loud the noise is until you completely relieve fatigue. This is my I learned practical magic from Jill."

He who just stomped on Ruler's entire face: "What? What the hell is Jill, who is it?"

"My friend, my respected king."

The master's voice became lighter for some reason, and when he listened to it, he felt a strange feeling of disapproval and a bit of a block in his heart.

"Speaking of which, before you couldn't sleep at night, I didn't even think of this method. It's much better than making me sing bad songs. Otherwise, next time——"

"I don't want to sleep to death like Bai Mao, who doesn't even know that I was beaten! It's too stupid. Don't think about being lazy, you idiot!"

"Okay, okay, then I'll continue to practice."

"Humph!"

Sure enough, no matter how noisy, Ruler didn't wake up.

It suppressed the already broken leg of the good-for-nothing master, making it impossible for him to even move himself into a wheelchair. It was still a long night, so he could only sit on the sofa.

He was even more unwilling to sleep in the bedroom on the second floor by himself, even if he could occupy the entire bed by himself, he would not bother to go there, so he could only lie down on this guy's shoulder and sleep in a depressed mood.

It is equivalent to justifiably entangled in the neck socket with a sweet smell, his tail hangs down from the arm of the hero, and the part that grows is resting casually on Ruler's chest - without a single flick, it hits the face Even with a good attitude.

"Idiot, idiot, even if I am so weak now, I can easily pick you up and throw you on the bed on the second floor!"

"Well, I believe in Berserker's strength. However, Ruler seems to be having a nightmare, and his brows are frowning... Let's stay here with him tonight."

He conveyed his attitude with a cold snort, and his favorability towards Ruler dropped again until it reached a negative number.

Ruler is indeed a hidden guy, the point is that he has deep thoughts.

He has never had the leisure to pay attention to people other than enemies, even if he is currently a "companion", he has no interest at all.

Different from noticing the useless master because of anger, for Ruler, it is purely drawn by the "similar" induction that makes people feel repulsed.

—You bastard.No matter what it was like before, no matter how pure the soul is, at least now, at this point in time, it is indeed a person who cannot be "peaceful", right?

——Sure enough, he is also someone who can't stop at all, and will only continue to struggle for the goal he believes in, until he dies, right?

So, I don't like it at all.

The contract that brought the two of them into this world had its own insignificant but significant flaw.

Regardless of how they were selected from among the many Heroic Spirits.As soon as he came here, he discovered that this subordination contract had a "filtering" effect, and the reason for his body shrinking was not simply a lack of magic power.

He, and Ruler, should have heard "the voice" when summoned.

"Hmm... I hope it is stronger, and there are servants who are good at communicating with people, because I don't have these two advantages...ah, there is one more condition? Then..."

"Choice—a follower who has traveled a long distance, or experienced a lot of heavy things, feels tired, and wants to take a break. I am also such a person, so I should be able to share a common language. We can get along well during this time."

The Heroic Spirit who said these conditions was probably infected by his master's wish.

Building an isolated Garden of Eden in the darkest, dirtiest and most restless place in the world is like bringing Avalon, who is full of sin and filth and can never be touched, into this world.

He also felt tired, thinking, if he could temporarily let go of all the burdens and the fatigue accumulated in the past in this man-made paradise, and take a rest to his heart's content.

The contract is established.

Temporarily removing Cu Chulainn's ice-like indifference in the eyes of only killing—what remains is the current Berserker.

Temporarily remove the black mud that was forcibly stained in Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's heart - the rest is the current Ruler.

But... not enough.

How can it be so easy to remove the things that are engraved in the depths of the soul.

Therefore, shortly after the magic power is restored, the "things" that were temporarily filtered out will return to their original places.

Because of this, the cub who was able to curl up next to Heroic Spirit's neck the night before, while he was asleep, quietly rubbed its teeth against the skin close at hand, opened its scarlet eyes in the middle of the night.

I can already feel that tonight is the only time left.

What?Are you unhappy?Isn't it a matter of course to restore the original state? I can't wait!However, it seems a little... tsk.

Just wait, when you come back next time, it won't be curled up and lying on your shoulders, but——

*****

Airlie had been waiting in front of the cabin for a long time.

It was almost dusk, and Ruler and Berserker, who had gone to clean up the weeds in the distance, hadn't returned for a long time. This was the first time that such a situation had occurred.

Although he didn't think that there would be an accident between the two of them, he still had a vague sense of foreboding.

In a place that he couldn't see, something unexpected... happened.

"Let's go ahead and have a look."

Ellie said this to herself with concern.

Because he has to take care of the master, he can't be too far away, but it's still okay to go to a distance to see if there are any familiar shadows coming back here.

As a result, the blue-haired Heroic Spirit carried by the wheelchair was submerged in the hyacinth's flower field.

The light blue flowers closely surrounded the scapes, like heavy fruits falling on the branches, and he was looking around anxiously at the edge of the flower field.

Suddenly, the line of sight that hadn't been able to find the target stopped suddenly, and Ellie almost subconsciously squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair.

"That is--"

A look of surprise also surfaced on his face.

What is the shadow that is still in the distance, walking slowly in this direction?

——All he could think of was beasts surrounded by the breath of death.

It is extremely rare to see such a tall figure,

Mixed with red and black like bad news, peeping in through those red blood eyes, all you can see is an endless abyss filled with a sea of ​​blood.

The bones of the alien beast turned into armor wrapped around its body, covered with extremely sharp dark spikes.

But now, the place that was dragged by the heavy tailbone behind him, the place that was pierced by the black thorn that wrapped him, and the place that was ruthlessly smashed by the thorn spear that he held tightly in his hand——

It is the flower field they once watered together.

The thick blood that slipped from the thorns and armor drenched all the broken flowers and leaves. After they were ruthlessly crushed, they were trampled under their feet and forced to embed themselves in the muddy soil that had melted into the blood.

"—"

Not far away, Ellie caught sight of this beast-like man.

Can't see.

From this man's eyes, nothing can be seen.

What was destroyed by him, what was trampled by him, what was destroyed by him - all of these cannot be imprinted in the endless cold eyes, because he can only look forward.

...is it a coincidence?

In front of him was the direction where Ellie was.

Sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by blue flower buds, Heroic Spirit couldn't help but tense his nerves the moment their eyes met.

This is also normal, after all, no matter how you look at it, what is walking towards him is a dangerous existence that wants to stay away...

wrong.

There is no "stay away".

After that moment of shock, Ellie realized the identity of the man.

Instead of retreating, he pushed the wheelchair forward, anxiously wanting to ask what happened to the man—Berserker covered in blood, what danger did you encounter?What about the Ruler who is traveling with you?

However, before he was about to leave the scope of the hyacinth flower field.

That man had seen him a long time ago, although his eyes were still indifferent, and his blood-stained face still revealed a cold danger that would almost shake the souls of those who approached him.

This also shows that he "sees" him in his eyes.

Well, I did see it.

"Ber—"

Ellie only had time to yell out a few words, then maintained a dazed expression, and escaped from the shadow deep in the wheelchair.

The silent beast lifted him up with only one hand, and it was the first time his eyes hit the man's eyes at such a close distance, and he was stunned by the meaning hidden deep in the pupils.

So much so that he couldn't notice, the man brought him closer, the tip of his nose moved slightly, almost touching his cheek, and sniffed a few times expressionlessly.

That's right, it's this guy——as if saying so.

What happened next is even more difficult to guess.

He let go, and dropped Airlie into a grove of blue bulbs.The crushed flower cluster groaned in pain, but it did not elicit any unnecessary reaction.

"so sleepy."

After only saying these three short words, the man covered in the same blood-colored thick robe casually threw the gun aside.Then, Ellie, who couldn't help but widen his eyes, was suddenly completely surrounded by an irresistible black shadow.

This man was much taller than him, and with one hand, he was pressed against his bare chest, which only showed magic patterns. He was trapped and couldn't escape at all.

It didn't take long.

The very obvious sound of breathing came from the top of his head, and the faint breath even blew up his scattered hair, bringing a little bit of heat.

Ellie: "..."

Without a chance to refuse at all, he was embraced by this man who was written all over his body with strength and danger. He used some prickly flower balls as a mattress, and the man fell asleep quickly.

"Berserker..."

"Wake up...Wake up, tell me what's wrong with you first... Cu Chulainn?"

It's a pity that he didn't wake up the Heroic Spirits who had returned from the Berserker mini version to the normal version.

There was nothing Ellie could do, unable to move and enduring the sting from the flowers and the spikes around the man.

"Forget it, it seems that I am really tired. Although the location is not right, please take a good rest."

It was at this time that he discovered through the strange smell that the liquid that almost stained Berserker's body red was not blood.

But bright red, the sap of flowers.

The author has something to say: this chapter is from the perspective of Kujiang/Mad King, and the next chapter is from Amakusa's perspective.Ellie's unlucky attributes reappeared, and the Mad King was a little bit better. Amakusa was Kotomine Shirou's blackened Amakusa before the official plot started on FA. He lost his memory when he was summoned, and now he recovered at the same time as the Mad King.