Are you with Dazai today?

After seeing Chris pick up the hilt again, Reinhardt took a step back and looked at him warily.

"You wouldn't do something like cross a river and demolish a bridge... would you? You wouldn't want to fight again, would you?"

Chris shook his head.

"I have no reason to confront you anymore. Speaking of which, what about the children in this hospital?"

"Haha - I have a hint from the words of ordinary people. If you are worried, why don't you give it to those orphanages? It's better than being experimented on."

"um. Thank you."

Even though they were two people who were fighting each other by fate a few days ago, they get along inexplicably harmoniously now. Whether it is the suspension bridge effect or the personalities of the two people that caused the current situation, no one can tell.

"It's okay, it's okay~ because you have white hair, and your eyes are so pretty~"

Reinhard frivolously lifted a strand of Chris's white hair. This distance was dangerous as an enemy, but as... a temporary friend, it was fine, Chris thought so.

In fact, he was a little puzzled about one thing. He didn't say it because he didn't have the need and position to ask this question before, but now the timing is just right, so Chris asked about the time he met Reinhardt for the first time. After that, I felt that it was a violation.

"Why are you not such a person, but insist on pretending to be such a person?"

"Eh... huh?"

Reinhardt's body froze, and the strand of white hair slipped out of his hands.

Thinking that the other party didn't understand, Chris explained his problem again.

"I mean, frivolous, heartless, glib, why do you pretend to be like this, do you like to play games?"

"Ah... no... wait..."

Reinhardt covered his face.

"Haha."

The wicked nun who was watching the fun mercilessly mocked her Master.

"Because this guy is a coward."

"Tina..."

Reinhardt wanted to prevent Tina from saying what she said next, but unfortunately his plastic Servant, as always, did not miss any friendship at all, and poured out everything about him in one go.

"This guy is a crybaby."

Tina pursed her lips in Reinhardt's direction.

"Longing for the unknown and eager for excitement, but at the same time extremely timid, the contradiction is to death."

"No, wait..."

"Then, it's similar to a psychological suggestion, implying that he is not a coward but a person with such a personality. If he doesn't do this, one day he will go crazy in this conflicting psychology."

she said with a shrug.

"It's actually deceiving yourself."

"Wow! My image!"

The androids of the Einzbern family were defeated by a few words, and the magic of camouflaging appearance lost its effect under the excitement, revealing the originally pale hair color and ruby-like pupils.

Chris wasn't primarily concerned with character issues.

"You yourself have gray hair, but you like gray-haired people the most."

What's this?Narcissism?

"That's not the case! Being white-haired and being white-haired by others is not the same concept."

Reinhardt quickly explained under Chris' subtle eyes.

"Will you be in love with yourself? No way!"

"Hiss... send... love..."

"You have to be considerate, this child has some problems with the use of language."

"I understand……"

It was the first time that Chris felt some inhumanity of Reinhardt. His appearance and his language were too inappropriate. Who would have imagined that a person with a youthful appearance could only contain a soul less than ten years old inside? ?

"Uh... In short, because of one or another reason, I am now in a state where I may die at any time."

Reinhardt scratched his head, and showed Chris the imprint on his hand. It was not a command spell that symbolized Master's status, but a more complex and ominous pattern.

When Chris observed the imprint on Reinhardt's hand, he found that the imprint seemed to have moved. After a series of baptisms by Gloria, Chris was no longer frightened by this kind of thing. He grabbed Reinhardt's hand, put that hand in front of his eyes and observe carefully.

"Is it... changing?"

After careful observation, Chris found that it was not his illusion just now. The imprint was really changing slowly over time. If you look carefully, you can see that the imprint is composed of countless tiny particles. They are like Like a parasite attached to Reinhardt's hand.

"Are these things alive?"

"It's not alive, otherwise it would be too scary."

Reinhardt looked at the mark silently, and after a while Reinhardt couldn't help but ask him.

"Do you want to know?"

Chris tilts his head.

"So, what do you want to say?"

"that--"

Reinhardt froze for a moment, then chuckled.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that no one's ever heard me say it, and of course Tina's not a human being."

The black nun rolled her eyes upon hearing this, but did not refute what Reinhardt said.

"In that case, it's hard work, isn't it?"

"Okay? Just get used to it."

Reinhardt looked like someone who had come here, and patted Chris on the shoulder pretending to be mature.

"How should I put it... It happened several years ago, alas, simply speaking, due to Einzbern's experiment and a miracle caused by accident, I obtained an ability that I could not control, and when that ability was activated At that time, I was 'seen' by him because of bad luck..."

He looked at the imprint on his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"It turned out to be marked by a very bad thing, so I became his prey. He didn't know when he would appear. As long as there is an angle less than 120 degrees, he can appear, so I also worked very hard, because no You know when you might die."

"That ability refers to...? Ah, don't worry, I won't say it."

Reinhardt beckoned to Chris mysteriously, beckoning him to listen.

"It's the ability to travel through parallel worlds."

Reinhardt's words were tantamount to throwing a bomb into Chris's heart. Even a half-baked magician like him knew the deep meaning. He took a deep breath.

"This is no longer magic, but magic?"

"Maybe."

Reinhardt didn't deny it.

"But I can't control it at all. The only thing I can control is the same as before, that is, the time when you teleported for a short distance. Like that monster, I can teleport for a short distance at an angle of less than 120 degrees. Ha, we actually have a similar ability, but mine is much weaker."

"If I'm caught by him, I will die. Then my family, Einzbern, thinks that I won't live long. Although as an artificial human, I can't live long, so I use waste."

Although Reinhardt was smiling, it seemed to Chris that his smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

"I've been struggling to survive these past few years. After I get the Holy Grail, I won't make the wish that Einzbern wanted me to make, go to its root, I want to survive! I don't want to become that Obedience to Einzbern like the Little Holy Grail, let Einzbern go to hell!"

Seeing Reinhardt getting agitated, Chris hesitated for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder like Reinhardt did to him just now.

Reinhardt rubbed his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry I got a little too excited, I just... It's just that no one listened to me saying these words, and I was a little excited for a while."

"I'll help you."

Maybe it was just a whim, Chris said this sentence according to his mood.

"……Eh?"

"Anyway, the Holy Grail doesn't matter to me anymore, and how long I can live, so let me help you."

"real or fake……"

Reinhardt looked at Chris' serious look, and realized that this man was serious, and he really decided to help himself.

"Don't you want to live?"

Reinhardt said tentatively.

Chris looked at Reinhardt blankly, then shook his head.

"I don't know, I don't have a particular feeling about being dead or alive right now, so it doesn't matter which."

"That's it, that's it."

After seeing Reinhardt's face approaching suddenly, Chris took a step back subconsciously, but someone excitedly held his hand.

"Then let me make a wish like this. I hope Chris and I can live to be a hundred years old. Don't just say that it doesn't matter. Life is very precious!"

"Aha--"

Chris sighed.

"Are you pitying me?"

"Pity you? No, no, no, I'm not pitying you, I'm just giving you advice, because good things will always happen in life!"

"Why can you say such a thing?"

Chris looked at Reinhardt. As an artificial human created by Einzbern, he would definitely suffer from many inhuman experiments. In just a few years of life, he was marked by something that he didn't know where he came from. He will die, and he is still being used as an abandoned child by Einzbern, why on earth can he say such a thing?

"I thought you were the least qualified person to say these things."

"But you see, there will still be good things. Don't you come to help me? If I continue to live, I may be able to touch this mark. If I win the Holy Grail, I may live for a long time. As long as I live The possibilities are endless!"

"Great! I'm waiting for your reply!"

"No offense meant, I thought you would make a wish to become a human at first."

After the original appearance of the android was revealed, the red pupils gave off an inorganic feeling, indifferent and heartless.

"I can breathe, understand language, have an appearance similar to yours, my blood is red, and the internal organs are obtained after the stomach is cut open, and I have my own emotions. Can you say that I am not human?"

"Indeed, I took the offense."

Chris turned his eyes away, the overly straightforward and sincere gaze made him uncomfortable, and Reinhardt was completely different from him.

"I'll think about what you said..."

A tentacle draped awkwardly around Chris's bare ankle in a way no one but Gloria would do.

The Servant, who had been silent all this time, coughed a few times before speaking.

"If Chris doesn't mind, I can stay with you after the Holy Grail War is over. I still have a little trick here. Anyway, I'm free, and I don't have any wishes to fulfill. Uh... accompany you for 100 Years can still do it..."

"Gloria..."

Although at the beginning I thought it would be okay to live, and it doesn’t matter if I die, but now, Chris is a little moved by what Reinhardt said, and he wants to watch it and see the ending of this person, it doesn’t matter whether it is good or bad, Chris wanted to be that witness.

And Gloria.

"Then let's go on a trip after it's over, the kind that travels around the country."

Chris rolled his eyes, and anyone could tell he was in a good mood.

Maybe... It's not bad to live.

The author has something to say: How could it be smooth (laughs)

By the way, Chris in the if line just didn't meet Reinhardt's version.