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

Nozaki Umetaro is a manga artist.

To describe it more precisely: he is a manga artist known for his dreamy girlish heart, slender inner description, and beautiful boys and girls.

A high school student, male, 1.9 meters tall, and has never been in a relationship.

So, one day.

The male high school girl manga artist held a paintbrush, facing a blank sheet of paper in front of her, and remained silent for a long, long time.

"I'm stuck."

It's like talking to someone who doesn't exist at all, so it's just talking to myself.

"The prince-type character setting has been excavated to the extreme, and I can't find a prototype that is more profound and essentially closer to the image of the prince-oh my god!"

"The most important inspiration for being a cartoonist! Gone!"

What a horrible thing this is!

In Umetaro Nozaki's comics, the basic characters that usually appear on the scene have prototypes.For example, the male protagonist of his standard prince character design is based on Kashima-san, a man of the same school who is obviously a girl but has the skills of gentleman, love talk, and flirting with girls.

However, here comes the problem.

The progress of the manga is constantly elongating, and the characters on the stage should also have some major or minor improvements in terms of experience and personality. If there is no change in the straightforward narrative, then it is a big taboo for cartoonists!

But the prototype is still the same, no matter how you observe it, you can't get further reference and inspiration.

Nozaki Umetaro felt lost, anxious, and restless. He slapped himself on the face and let out an angry roar that belongs only to cartoonists.

"Do you dare to come up with a few more prototypes for me to use as a reference! No matter what setting, as long as you are a knight! Prince! It’s okay to fall from the sky and smash through the roof of my house! Come as much as you want! Ah!!!"

Nozaki-kun, who was shouting angrily, didn't notice that on his workbench, a few small "stones" lit up with his voice, and then emitted a colorful light that almost engulfed the entire room. Light.

Those stones were given to him by a liar who claimed to be a magician that Umetaro Nozaki met on the way home from school.

The magician who covered himself in a white robe was mysterious. When he solemnly placed the stone in the palm of the bewildered Nozaki-san, he declared righteously: "This is the dream stone that places all the hopes of mankind. Go ahead and use it! You'll get what you want."

Umetaro Nozaki at the time: "..."

Although he felt that it was a little unreliable, he still took these stones with unknown angles back quite cautiously and placed them on the side of the workbench.After a while, I forgot about them.

But at this time, the colorful light was shining brightly, and Nozaki Umetaro who couldn't help but fell to the ground was stunned, almost thinking that he had entered the world of manga——

and many more? !

What did he just say?

Is it a wish?It must be a wish, so, is his wish really answered and will soon come true? !

Nozaki Umetaro's surprise even overwhelmed his fear of the unknown. He almost jumped up in high spirits, raised his hands, and called countless prototypes that could bring him from the sky...

--drop!

Crackling, booming... boom!

Umetaro Nozaki: "...What's going on?!!!"

It was a messy, deafening noise, the ceiling shattering, and then a heap of heavy objects falling to the ground.

There were really several people who fell from the sky.

These few - strong men, stacked on top of each other like Arhats, made a sound of pain.

And the person who fell on the top of the mountain formed by their bodies in the end was a... blond girl with a face full of astonishment.

Nozaki Umetaro: "..."

Nozaki Umetaro: "..."

"This is the house I rent!!!"

*****

Ellie had just bid farewell to Edmund and returned to the Throne of Heroes, before the main body even had time to finish reading the book of experience this time, when someone called him again.

Generally speaking, he would not refuse the call, and he would definitely respond.But before leaving, Airlie still had some regrets.

Although he didn't know where the voice calling him came from, it was obviously not Chaldea.

The caller has extremely strong expectations, but he is not the human master Tateka Fujimaru whom he is waiting for, nor is he supposed to know his real name—"that person".

Well, it’s just a pity that it’s just a pity, Ellie quickly cheered up and was ready to come to the Master this time in the best condition.

However-

Before he left, Xu Shi sensed a subtle and special atmosphere, so he couldn't help turning his head, and took a few more glances at the Hall of Valor where he was alone.

Why do you feel that... it is filled with so much resentment?

I can't understand it, I really can't understand it.

Thinking like this, he had no choice but to go to the present world full of doubts.

……

……

"Al... Toria?"

"Terry...Stan?"

"Bed... Will?"

One name after another, hesitantly called out from Ellie who had just come to the side of the Master.

So shocked.

The moment he saw them, Ellie almost thought he had come to the wrong place and returned to England where King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table already existed.

However, that is certainly unlikely to happen.

Therefore, these familiar figures that appeared in front of them were really, after becoming heroic spirits—former acquaintances.

Shocked, Airlie even called out the names of the two people who were not acquaintances in the same friendly tone.

"So there's Lancelot and Agravin! You're all there."

Obviously, the few people here have basically met each other before, but they were picked out alone...

Due to space limitations, only one name appeared in the six chapters: "...Yes, I am also there."

At any rate, Agguiwen, who said a few lines to the villain at that time: "...It's you again!"

That's right, the people gathered—to be precise, the people who crowded and forcibly filled the small room they were in now were none other than King Arthur and her Knights of the Round Table.

The last time Airlie saw them was in the holy city of Camelot, which was established in the Twisted Age.But to say it is "meeting" is actually not enough.

Because although the appearance of the few people I saw there has not changed, they have all been affected by the Holy Grail internally, and they have become different from the original person.As for the person who changed the most, it wasn't the Knights of the Round Table, but King Arthur, Artoria—she wasn't even King Arthur anymore, she had completely become a heartless and ruthless Lion King controlled by the Holy Lance.

Therefore, today is the real "reunion".

Surprised and surprised at the same time.

Airlie was not popular with the Knights of the Round Table most of the time, however, among the few here, half of them were the very few people who had a better relationship with him at the beginning.

I have already discovered that he is really a person who really likes to meet with former friends and old acquaintances at any time and any place in the future.This will make him extra happy, and he can't help but want to hug the old people-ah, if Aggie, who has always disliked him, can accept it, he will hug him too.

"Al... Leigh."

It was Artoria who was the first to speak in a murmur, with surprise and inexplicable complex emotions on her face.

The blond girl who was brought here by a summon that appeared out of nowhere is finally the real King of Knights.

A moment ago, she was still feeling emotional about the reunion with her former knights, but it didn't take long before she was shocked again.

"Meet you again, Ellie." The red-haired knight next to the king also sent a deep voice, and there seemed to be sadness in the words, but also more comfort: "At least at this moment, let me first express my gratitude to you." It is a joy to have this reunion.”

"Airlie."

The knight with a soft and slender appearance, but whose heart and soul are actually as indestructible as steel also smiled from the bottom of his heart: "I, who was lucky enough to become a Heroic Spirit, don't have that memory, so I just heard about the experience of another me. "

"However—it's a pity, but I'm very glad." Bedivere said with a smile: "It's great to see the king and the princes, and Airlie again. It seems that we can get together for a while gone."

Forget it.

Of the remaining two, Lancelot is okay, and his relationship with Ellie is neither bad nor bad. After Wang and the two colleagues made welcome speeches, he frowned calmly, and then He nodded calmly to Ellie.

Finally, there is the Agnes.

In the Holy City, Mr. Auxiliary Officer who was least affected by the Holy Grail has never changed his attitude towards Airlie, and it is still the same here.He had just said "You bastard!" to express how displeased he was with Ellie's appearance, so don't expect him to show any extra expressions other than a cold stare.

But even if that was all, Airlie felt rather flattered.

He almost really wanted to open his arms to hug them, but he thought that he wanted to hug Arturia but was rejected, and there was still an insurmountable gap between them.

So, there was some hesitation.

Then again, the room they are huddled in now is a bit weird.

It seems to belong to a certain student's room, but the rows of books on the bookshelves are not only textbooks, but also various comics.On the table behind Artoria are brushes and paper for manga.

Airlie's hesitant footsteps finally stopped justifiably, and he remembered a serious question: "Where's the master?"

Tristan, with his eyes closed, pointed him in the direction of the bed.

It was only then that Ellie realized that on the bed next to the wall, there were two boys and girls lying flat together in a peaceful posture.

Airlie: "..."

Airlie: "...master?!"

No, the petite girl among the two is his master.And the other boy is the master of Arturia and the others.

"Our master, after a short... brief exchange with us, passed out."

Bedivere explained very implicitly.

From his subtle pause, it can be seen that the truth hidden by the words is not limited to this - for example, this lucky boy who suddenly became the common master of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table is actually not weak at all.

On the contrary, his ability to accept is much higher than that of most ordinary humans. After the most basic shock, he quickly recovered, as if these weird people who suddenly fell from the sky were just the most ordinary visitors .He even prepared a full-fledged dinner for the "guests" in a very hospitable way——

Etc., etc!That's right, the problem was the dinner.

This innocent boy who just wanted to find a source of inspiration for his comics would never have imagined that the prince (son) and knight he summoned could indeed bring him inspiration, but they...

Especially this king...

It's so delicious!

Really very edible!

Facing her empty refrigerator, the blond girl who ate all the freshly cooked rice in the photoelectric rice cooker by herself, hadn’t started the meal yet but encouraged (Wang said that the young man’s cooking skills are good) and blamed (Wang said that she hadn’t eaten enough yet) ) knights, the master boy was silent.

After the silence, he threw himself in the middle of the bed with a bang, and passed out peacefully.

Before he fainted, the teenager hypnotized himself with thoughts of trying to keep calm: "This is fake, this is fake, this is fake, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..."

After listening to the backtracking of the scene, Ellie: "...Ah, that's how it is."

Artoria, who was sitting upright, looked away with a little guilt.

"Then, what about my master? Did he also faint for the same reason?" Ellie asked again.

Lancelot suddenly coughed abruptly.

Agguiwen then snorted coldly.

Tristan looked sad, saying that it was really a particularly poignant accident.

The burden of explanation was invariably pushed to Bedivere.

Bedivere sighed lightly: "This young lady seems to be an acquaintance with our master. The timing of her opening the door is a little unlucky. We just happen to be in..."

At that time, what were the few people staying in this room doing?

The timing was right after the innocent teenager fainted in despair.

Sir Tristan witnessed all this, felt regretful and sad for the Master's experience, and couldn't help but want to play a song for him, and express his inner feelings for the reunion with his companion and the king by the way.

Lord Bedivere straightened the unconscious Master so that he could lie down more comfortably, at least he could have a comfortable dream.

Sir Lancelot stepped on the chair in front of the master painting table, trying to fix the hole in the ceiling.Since he was at the bottom when he fell from the sky, he was the first person to smash through the ceiling, so he was naturally given the task of making up for his mistakes.

Agegui Wenqing is Wang's most trusted assistant no matter what time it is.He also took over the important task of commanding Lancelot to repair the ceiling. Although whether it was Lancelot or Agguivin, both of them had gloomy faces. If possible, they really wanted the other party to disappear from their sight.

At the same time, Gao Wenqing went into the kitchen without giving up, trying to find some more ingredients.However, unfortunately, all the ingredients went into Wang's stomach, and he couldn't find even a shallot or an egg.

Gao Wenqing, who found nothing, had to come out of the kitchen and asked Wang what to do next.

However, Gao Wenqing made a mistake.When his figure appeared at the door of the kitchen, he was still holding the kitchen knife he picked up during the previous search.It seems that the kitchen knife has not been bought for a long time, and its surface is smooth and shiny enough to reflect the face of the blond man with an extremely serious complexion.

Airlie's even more pitiful master entered the door at this time.

She is a petite girl with a very cute appearance and personality.

Walking seems to be jumping and jumping, and the two bow ribbons tied in the hair are also jumping and jumping, revealing the excitement, because the Nozaki classmate who is about to meet is the boy she secretly loves .

In this way, the joyful and cute little girl came to the house of Nochi-kun as usual, and was about to start working as a manga artist's temporary assistant.After she inserted the key into the door hole - turned it - took off her shoes - stepped on the wooden floor in front of the entrance - after completing this series of daily actions!

Caught off guard.

Entering the door is a "surprise".

She saw a tall and mighty man standing at the door of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand and looking back at her.

She saw a burly man stepping on a chair, holding a hammer, with his back to the sun, his face was distorted and ferocious, and another burly man who turned his head and waited for her.

Besides, the red-haired uncle, who looked less scary, closed his eyes and was plucking his bowstring.The pretty big sister with blond hair is holding the rice cooker with an inexplicably serious expression.There is also a very amiable uncle sitting by the bed, about to reach out and touch the neck of someone who is bedridden——

Girl: "..."

"..."

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

The terrified screams that seemed to break through the potential of human beings echoed heartily over the house that Nozaki Umetaro rented.

It's terrible, it's really terrible Wow ah ah ah ah!

If the location is not Nozaki-kun's house, but any other location, the girl will faint miserably when the group of fierce and strong men look at each other.

But she didn't, because the power of love instantly defeated the fear of the thugs.

The petite girl (yes, even if she tried her best to stand on tiptoes, the height of the top of her head would not reach the chest of the strong man holding the kitchen knife) tremblingly and bravely: "Wild, wild Nono, Nozaki, Saki, Jun, Jun Jun Jun! I'll come, come, come, protect—"

Before the word "you" could come out of the trembling girl's mouth, it was forced to end because of a tragic accident.

Probably too nervous and really scared.

The step she took was actually a precise step on her right foot with her left foot, and then she tilted her body suddenly, and hit the ground firmly face down——

Oh, I couldn't hit it, because Sir Lancelot, who can't help but move when he sees a woman's body in deep crisis, threw off the hammer used to smash the nails, arrived in time like the wind, and caught her.And the iron hammer that was tragically abandoned was even more precisely and accurately smashed on the head of Mr. Aggui Wen.

That's why Airlie found a small, inconspicuous bruise in the center of Agguvin's forehead at a glance when he first arrived.

Ah, why does Lancelot have one too?

It must be because of the anger of the knight who was plotted against and Mr. Lancelot, who has long been displeased... Ahem, anyway, it was stopped by Artoria, so there is nothing to care about.

Bring the subject back.

The girl caught by Lancelot, Ellie's cute and pitiful little master, although she didn't let her upturned nose touch the floor intimately, she passed out during the fall.

Lancelot could clearly hear her screaming for help, help, help, come, come, in a coma.

So, Lancelot put her on the bed again, and placed her in a row with the previously unconscious teenager.

So—this is what Airlie sees now.

Ellie: "..."

"No wonder, the call I heard will..."

It would be the voice of a terrified girl on the verge of tears.

Airlie deeply felt sympathy for what happened to his current master. After all, as far as the picture described in Bedivere's language was concerned, it was quite terrifying just by imagining it, let alone seeing it with his own eyes.

He also sat by the bed, sat with Bedivere, stretched out his hand, and touched the foreheads of the two poor children, expressing comfort with a little effort.

but……

While sympathy and grief coexist, Airlie has not overlooked another important point.

He asked Artoria: "Where did Gao Wenqing go, why didn't you see him?"

That's right, in Bedivere's narration, apart from the five people present, there was one person who was very active.

——Blessed by the day, the man with the name of the Sun Knight, Gawain.

But what Ellie didn't expect was that when he uttered this question, Arturia's expression changed slightly, and the Knights of the Round Table exchanged glances without any trace.

Oh, no, Sir Bedivere's smile became vague and forced, because Sir Tristan kept his eyes closed and couldn't exchange glances with him.

"Uh, Gao Wenqing..." Arturia hesitated for a moment before saying, "Gao Wenqing volunteered to buy ingredients for us."

That's when the voice just fell.

thump—

From the direction of the door, there seemed to be a muffled sound that didn't sound heavy, but rather weird, as if something had hit the security door.

All of you present are heroic spirits, even Ellie can hear the already obvious movement.But Ellie didn't realize that something was wrong, but Arturia stared and nodded slightly at Bedivere and Tristan.

After receiving the king's instruction, the two knights immediately stood up.

"Please wait a moment." Bedivere said with a smile.

"Secretary Bedivere and I went to arrest the cowardly person who tried to escape, and we will return later." Tristan continued.

Afterwards, the knights really disappeared in place again, and about a few minutes later, the door was slammed open, and a gust of wind entered the room together with the three figures returning from the outside.

In the process, there was also the sound of justification, "You guys misunderstood, I really! I didn't want to run away!"

Bedivere and Tristan are back.

The two of them are on the left and the right, and there is a person in the middle very firmly.Under the double shackles, this man has absolutely no room to resist.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed knight was always gentle and kind, but at this moment, unexpectedly, he had a tendency to become frustrated.

"This is necessary in case you run away. Well, it's your choice whether to kneel down and beg honestly but bitterly for forgiveness, or kneel down and speak out like a true, brave knight. , Gao Wenqing!"

Gao Wen: "You..."

You are my solid backing! —— Just by looking at the expression of concealed uneasiness and apprehension, one can tell that Gao Wenqing doesn't want to say that.

Being forced into the house by his colleagues, although the blond knight defended himself with incomparable honesty, from the bottom of his heart, his true thoughts were not as firm and unquestionable as his words.

After entering, he immediately saw the blue-haired Heroic Spirit sitting by the bed.

And that heroic spirit, the lover of his dreams whom he had long admired and longed for, also saw him.

The clear blue eyes seemed to be able to reflect all his thoughts, so that nothing could be covered up, not even himself....

"..."

Under the gaze and secret support of the king and his colleagues, the Sun Knight, who is always broad-minded and has no shadow in his eyes, was stunned for a long time.

"...Mr. Airlie."

After that, the knight slowly pulled out an imperfect but sincere smile: "I always pray that I can see you again."