[Fate] Box and Servant

24

Saber woke up slowly, and what greeted his eyes was the clean and white ceiling of the hotel. He rubbed his eyes and sat up and twisted his neck a few times.The overly soft sofa made his neck ache, but he slept soundly without a dream all night.

A night without dreams...

The blond head, which was a little frizzy in sleep, hung down, looking a little frustrated, the blue pupils were also empty, and the thin lips were pursed into a straight line, looking very disappointed.

It's really unfair, obviously the master can easily know the servant's past, and even experience it personally through dreams.Why can't servants?I really want to know... about the master.A little bit is good, and it's good to say it in a dream rather than from your mouth.

It's a silly idea. Saber himself was very clear, he put his hands on his forehead and smiled wryly, the picture of himself kissing the box flashed in his mind, it was too clear to be like a memory when he was drunk at all.

Indeed, he did not become a Heroic Spirit after death, but he is closer to a living person than other Heroic Spirits. Food and alcohol in the world will affect him to a certain extent.But that kiss...wasn't about the alcohol.

His fingers slid down, and his slightly callused fingertips rubbed against his lips.The woman's soft touch, panting, and somewhat surprised expression seemed to appear in front of his eyes.How rare, no matter how he behaves or the way he handles things, he is always able to handle things with ease. The master who has won every time he quarrels will panic under his own kiss, showing a rare, charming expression like mist.

Saber did not deny that after being forcibly replenished, he would keep looking at the red-haired woman.The box is like a flame, the hotter it is, the more it wants to get closer.But this flame likes to float, seemingly close and dissipate in the blink of an eye.

The remaining warmth was not enough for him to think about it, and the body in his arms was easily embraced by others.

Human beings after drinking will do things that they have never dared to do, or they will be noisy or muster their courage.For Saber, it was more like a huge magnet, showing him what he dared not admit, what he didn't want to accept, and what he didn't want to accept.

The man's inferiority is somewhat saber, and the women he has met all along have never refused his hug.When he poured out all his tenderness and whispered his love, Xie's overly calm attitude after panic made the spoiled king feel a strange gap in his body.

The box is also a rose, a thorny rose that blooms from the cliff.Can see her beauty, can smell her fragrance in the wind.If you are brave enough, you can climb up the rock wall and touch the soft petals with your hands.

But she won't let you take it off.

The spikes will penetrate into the fingertips, and the flower stems will be stained with blood.The closer you get, the more it hurts, the more it hurts, the more you want to be close.

To her, he who risked her life to get close was nothing more than a fragrance from afar brought by the wind.

He thought he had shaken Zi's heart, but Zi was as hard as a rock.

The layout of a hotel suite is very similar to that of an apartment, with a sofa placed a few meters in front of the bed. Saber put on the shirt draped aside, tidied herself up and walked towards the bed.

Boxer was still in a deep sleep, and she was lying on her side with her hands on the pillow, her bathrobe was loosely slept on, revealing her round shoulders and chest that rose and fell slowly with her breathing.The red hair was scattered in a mess, and some fragments fell on the side of the face.Box's sleeping face looked so peaceful that Saber couldn't help reaching out and gently touching Box's cheek with her knuckles.

Unlike a heart full of thorns, the petal-like skin is soft and moist, making it hard to put it down.

totally different……

Thinking of this, Saber narrowed her eyes slightly, her blue pupils glowing with indescribable tenderness.He brushed away the red hair on his cheek with his fingers, bent down, and kissed gently.

Light as a feather, warm as the sun.

The long curled eyelashes trembled, the eyelids were slightly opened, and the dark pupils were filled with sleepiness. He murmured as if he was calling someone's name.

"It's getting late, master." Saber stood up straight, just now that kiss could wake up the box and made him a little happy, the smiling voice seemed to stick to the ear, scratching the earlobe a little itchy.

"Hmm..." Box propped himself up, and before he could sit up completely, he stretched out his hand to grab the cigarette on the bedside table, took out one and lit it, squinted his eyes at the empty scene inside the box, and said vaguely: " Saber, go buy me a pack of cigarettes."

"Master's addiction to cigarettes is too strong." Saber said helplessly, and as soon as the voice fell, the box glanced at him.

"Tsk, that's all I've got. Don't be too wordy." Box felt the sobriety brought by nicotine, softened his tone a little impatiently, and said, "I didn't bring cash, it was stuck in my trouser pocket. If the supermarket doesn’t accept it, you can go to the ATM machine to get some cash, and the password is the beginning of the card number.”

The trousers that were thrown away were lying pitifully on the carpet, Saber bent down to pick up the ashes, took out the savings card, folded it and placed it at the end of the bed.When Saber was about to leave, she couldn't help but turned around and looked at the woman on the bed. She was probably in a daze, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, the red hair hanging on her shoulders slid down the arc, and her light-colored lips froze from time to time. Breathing out some thin smoke, the pupils were covered with a mist like water vapor.The rare cute appearance made him chuckle, and walked out of the suite in a good mood.

With the sound of closing the door, Xiang couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his temple.There was a dull pain in the head, which made the heart uncomfortable.Perhaps it was caused by Saber's sudden tenderness, some of the past between himself and his elder brother turned into a dream that was too real.

"Damn..."

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For the sake of convenience, Saber directly found a cigarette shop, and bought a whole pack of cigarettes with a credit card.He didn't know what kind of cigarette he liked, so he asked the salesperson for the cigarette that was most suitable for women. The flat and long package with a white background looked delicate and elegant.When he took it from the salesperson, he looked at the quantity written on the package, frowned, and then opened it directly in front of the counter. After taking one package, he gave the rest to the salesperson.

This weird behavior made the salesperson full of doubts. Saber smiled and explained that she didn't want her girlfriend to smoke too much. As soon as the words came out, all the female salespersons in the store laughed out loud. Nice to hear.

The cigarette case was small enough to fit into the inner pocket of a suit. With both hands empty, Saber walked towards the hotel very easily.It looks like tonight will be a quiet rest day, there is no flow of magic power or the smell of servants around, and the pedestrians coming and going are all ordinary humans without the slightest magic power.

Just as he was putting one hand in his trouser pocket and shaking the other hand back and forth following his steps, a "ding dong" from the convenience store came to his ears, and at the same time, a familiar magic power pierced through his clothes densely like thin needles. on his skin.

Saber's handsome face froze, and he followed the depressed and slightly maddening magic power - the tall purple-haired man who looked like a shadow in the dark night opened his eyes that were always slightly lowered, and his face was surprised to meet Saber's. Line of sight.

Berserker was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly dropped his dangling heel on the concrete floor, and the leather shoes made a light sound in response to the occasion, bringing back a little bit of their stagnant thoughts.

This is really... a reunion like a prank.

The Knight King and his most powerful knight looked at each other speechlessly for a long time, and as time passed, they stood and stared at each other stupidly.Pedestrians couldn't help but stop and take a few glances at this appearance. There were low-pitched discussions, and the surroundings gradually became noisy.

Berserker's fingers were very cold. He bought a popsicle from a convenience store and planned to sit in a small park and eat it silently, but he didn't expect to see a very familiar golden head as soon as he stepped out of the convenience store.The worst thing was that the other party discovered him first, and for some reason, Berserker felt that there was a bit of horror in addition to the surprise.

This is so embarrassing, Berserker couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and said in his deep and magnetic voice, "Do you want to eat popsicles together?"

"Hey?!" Saber was obviously choked by this sentence, just now Saber thought a lot about how to break the deadlock and what to say, or she just pretended she didn't see it and turned her head and walked away quickly.Before he finished processing these thoughts, he heard such a childish sentence.

"This popsicle has two handles, it's for two people, and you can break it apart." Berserker added, he raised his arm and pinched the top with two fingers, so that Saber could clearly see the cartoon pattern drawn on the packaging bag .

"Okay..." Saber nodded.

Berserker seemed to be very familiar with this area, leading Saber to a quieter small garden within 5 minutes.The two did not sit on the chairs in the garden, but leaned against the outer railing. Berserker took out a five-yuan note from his trouser pocket, and went to the vending machine to buy two cans of cold beer. The machine spit out a few coins, and some giant hands carefully took them out and put them back into his trouser pocket.This series of actions made Saber subconsciously touch the cigarette case in the inner pocket of her suit, feeling a little extravagant and wasteful.

After Berserker handed the beer to Saber, he put his own on the flower bed. With a movement of his hands, the popsicle was neatly split into two parts with a crisp sound. Saber didn't hesitate, took a bite directly, the cool sweetness slid down, soaking into the heart and lungs.Then I took a sip of beer, and the refreshment also refreshed my body and mind.Ah, something that didn't exist in their time.

Not knowing whether it was the wine or the sweetness of the popsicle, Saber laughed out loud, shook her head and said helplessly, "I never thought that I would meet you at the entrance of the convenience store."

"Me too, my king." Berserker sighed softly and said, "Although I knew you appeared, but... tonight is really unexpected."

"Oh? You didn't come to see me?" Saber finished eating the popsicle a few times, and with a flick of her wrist, the wooden handle landed accurately in the trash can beside her, and said, "Call me Arthur, Lancelot."

"Ah." A voice as deep as a lake at night responded, and said, "If I don't go looking for you, I will meet you again on the battlefield one day, and I have to obey the master's will, and I can't act rashly."

"Really." Arthur stretched out his hand and patted Lancelot's broad and strong back, and said, "Then we should have a toast to such a peaceful reunion!" After speaking, Arthur hit him with the bottom of the can Lancelot's.

"Well, it's a gift from God." The accidental meeting of the two in plain clothes and without any weapons was a rare luck for Lancelot, and at this moment he and Arthur were able to get along so easily. Chatting is like a dream or a delusion.

"Peace... should be a common thing in this era, which is completely different from what we are in." Arthur stretched his arms, followed by a force, and sat on the railing. He held the beer in both hands and looked up at the situation. piece of night sky.

"There are disputes, but they are not as straightforward as before." Lancelot said darkly, making Arthur laugh dryly.

"Ahahaha... There's nothing I can do about it. They're all human after all." Arthur pushed Lancelot and said, "Why have you become so gloomy? Could it be that your job agency is still a berserker?"

"Well, after going berserk." The tall man replied very frankly.

"..." Arthur put away his smile, looked Lancelot up and down, and said, "You can remain rational." This was an affirmative sentence.

"Thanks to my master." Lancelot didn't say much, after all, this matter is not only related to himself.

"Ah, it seems that we have all met a master with outstanding abilities." Arthur didn't ask any more questions, and gave a muffled smile, as if to bring the atmosphere back to the previous relaxed feeling, and said: "The Holy Grail has given us a lot of knowledge, but When I see it with my own eyes, I still feel that there are many novel things. For example, the popsicle you just opened, ah, in our era, there has never been a sweet ice cube.”

"Yes, there are also paper cups that can be turned into pasta by pouring hot water into them." Lancelot nodded, thinking of the convenience store food that he had secretly tasted before.

"Oh oh oh oh, I know that, I have seen the master eat it. There are many different flavors, ah, if it is used as military rations, the soldiers must be very happy, and it is very convenient to carry."

"The bathroom is the same, there is hot water when you open it, and you can adjust the temperature freely. With a long beard, he felt that it was too slippery and terrible.

"You, a noble knight, are you talking about waste and not waste..." Arthur couldn't help but said.

"Not only that, the shower is really unclean equipment." Lancelot took a sip of beer and pursed his lips after speaking.

"The shower in the bathroom is...unclean?"

"Well, it's unclean." Lancelot looked at Arthur who looked puzzled, and nodded seriously.

"I said, what exactly do you think of...?!" His eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and Arthur's smile collapsed.

"Huh? Wang... sorry. Arthur, don't you think so?"

"I don't think so at all, at all." Arthur replied with a long sigh, and said, "I have never understood your thinking since before. What the hell are you thinking?"

"I also can't understand your silent behavior when you know that I have an affair with Guinevere."

"...Boy, do you want to fight?" Arthur was a little upset when this lightning spot that couldn't be stepped on was crushed hard by the guy who made it.

"I don't want to." Lancelot said very rascally: "But you and I have a bad eye for women."

Two handsome, intelligent and powerful kings and knights both fall on the same woman who is in a sense bad.The love at that time can blind the eyes, and when the love cools down, thinking back, some of them are stupid regrets about themselves except for some good memories.

So Lancelot didn't shy away from this topic, and he was even able to speak it out so easily and with a slightly teasing tone.But it is not so easy for Arthur, after all Arthur is the husband and Lancelot is the lover.

Very subtle difference.

The author has something to say: I was very impulsive when I started the pit, and I didn’t think about how to develop the emotional line after thinking about the main line... Now I’m so desperate, all kinds of troubles and texts, one card is more than a week. (Hello)

Thank you Su my sister for your message. After seeing it, I thought of an interesting way of development, ah ha ha ha.