Uchiha is at it again!

a bit too tired...

Sitting in the cat cafe, Queyou was chewing strawberry cake tangledly. A British shorthair cat lay lazily on his knees. His tail wagged and rubbed against his chin. He wrinkled his face, picked up the menu and looked for it something to eat.

Like fruit parfaits.

Last night, Gilgamesh was competitive again, staying up late like a boy to play games to brush up the records set by Queyou, but he was forced to push down by him who couldn't stand it, covered the quilt and fell asleep in the dark, slapping his face I can't wake up even pinching my nose.

So now he is happily taking to the street with the bulging wallet thrown by the irritated Wang.

Although the wicked Jill put on Uruk-style clothes, making a master more like a follower than himself, no pedestrians were surprised.

Because Uchiha has a good skin that deceives the eyes.

Although Uchiha Queyu's facial features haven't grown yet, and his white and tender face still has some baby fat, it has nothing to do with the words [handsome], [beautiful], [handsome], but he is cute!

He is cute!

Even if you dress strangely, being cute is enough!This must be the idea of ​​​​this child's parents!

Using the slender spoon to scoop up the strawberry slices stuck to the cup wall, Queyou ate the luxury parfait for adults by himself under the shocked gaze of the shop assistant passing by 'occasionally'.

When the cat is full, it begins to take a nap with its tail curled up.

Queyou lay drowsy on the sofa in the coffee shop. The overgrown Siamese cat nimbly jumped onto the sofa, and found a comfortable nest on Queyou's body with graceful steps.

Queyou scratched the chin of the Siamese cat with his fingers again and again, the proud cat raised its head docilely, and purred softly and sweetly.

Yingduan, who had occupied the territory early on, yelled "meow meow" unwillingly, patted the child's hand with a meat pad, and then simply hugged it in his arms.

Uchiha has a cat-sucking physique, so the ninja beasts in the family are ninja cats, and because of the animation, after all, every princess in the princess series has a very good relationship with animals, so he is in the eyes of cats. I like it as much as dried fish.

When the waiter came to clean up the parfait cups on the table, he was dumbfounded to see that the sleeping child was covered with cats.

On the head, on the shoulders, on the stomach.

When he sees him coming, he will make a threatening sound, show his sharp teeth, and have a super fierce expression that dares to wake up someone not only scratching you, but also biting you.

Good, good, good.

He raised his hands in surrender, and slowly backed away: I am quietly, Mr. cats.

When Queyou left the cat cafe, the cats reluctantly sent them off, and the other customers in the shop were heartbroken to see the grandpa who was desperately trying to please him but refused to answer them, coquettishly plucking at the children, and clutching their hearts While weeping, he took a series of crazy shots with his mobile phone.

These days, does cats also depend on appearance?

At this time, the Saber team has arrived in Dongmu City.

Artoria followed Alice, seeing the white-haired woman happily stepping barefoot on the sea under the moonlight, and her mood seemed a little lighter.The fact that King Arthur was a girl is absurd, but looking at her, you have to admit that she is indeed a noble knight.

When they noticed the fluctuation of magic power, the two of them rushed to the pier quickly.

But there are still people faster than them.

"Well done, all day today, everyone who walks through this city is treated like a tortoise, and the only one who responds to me is—"

In the wide field, a handsome young man who sensed that someone was invited stepped out of the shadow of the container. His voice was full of fighting intent, but his words of admiration stuck in his throat when he saw the visitor: "A child?"

He cried out in disbelief.

"Two guns in your hands, are you Lance?"

Holding the hot milk tea in his hand, Queyou praised the young man, "Wow, you look so good-looking."

"magician?"

Lancer didn't dare to take it lightly, he must have something to rely on if he dared to appear in front of him alone.Maybe his servants are lurking somewhere, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

"Magician? How can I be the kind of kid who plays house?"

Queyou imitated Jill's tone, smiling innocently and cutely, but the words he said were not so pleasant.

At the very least, the master of Lancer in the dark, the lecturer of the Clock Tower, Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald, has already clenched his fists angrily, ordering Lancer to attack this arrogant person who speaks rudely.

But the opposite is just a child.

Lancer frowned.

"Could it be an ordinary child who can say that kind of thing and come here alone?"

Kenneth sneered and asked back, his voice echoed in the port: "Or is he a follower?"

After hearing what the Master said, Lancer couldn't help but carefully looked at the boy in front of him.

Without the slightest fluctuation of magic power, he is as ordinary as any ordinary person walking on the street.

But wearing clothes that do not conform to the style of the times, and gloves covering the back of the hands, it is impossible to see whether he has the Command Seal.

Are you really a follower?If it is a follower...

He guessed the rank that might fit.

"...caster? Assassin?"

"Guess? It's close?"

Queyou sucked the milk tea, took a big mouthful of the fruit pulp and chewed it.

His words were regarded by Lancer as a default Servant status.

"Lancer! I order you to attack!"

"Yes, master."

"Since it's a servant, I won't be polite."

Lancer held his gun and put on an offensive posture: "Take out your weapon!"

On a whim, the little ninja, who was very good at acting as a servant, rolled his eyes around, and his eyes fell on the weapon wrapped in cloth in Lancer's hand. Having an idea, he put the unfinished milk tea on the ground, and pulled the frost in his hands with his hands. Condensed into a gun made of ice.

Que You casually held the gun that was taller than himself, and clumsily swung the gun: "Hey——thank you for your advice."

"Are you looking down on me!"

Seeing the layman's gun-wielding skills, the chief warrior from the Fianna Knights in Ireland felt slighted and insulted, and angrily vowed to make him pay for his rudeness and arrogance.

Not even a child can forgive!

At the moment Lancer swung his gun to attack, Queyou also moved.

"clang!"

The two guns collided with the weapon made of ice and made a crisp sound.This sound was not the end, the rapid attack made the sound of metal clashing one after another, and the petite, flexible and light body seemed to have become one with the weapon.

The speed and strength emanating from his immature body shocked the knight, and what shocked him even more was that if he was fighting against him only by virtue of his speed at first, but after the boy opened his eyes wide and flashed a red light, after several fights, he faced him. The child has completed the transition from unfamiliarity to proficiency with the gun in his hand.

How can it be!

The knight was shocked. The attack just now was indeed without a gun foundation. Could it be that he deliberately made this appearance to confuse me?

Que You, who had to open Sharingan because of his excellent spear skills: No, I am not, I didn’t, I just learned it, and I really didn’t know it at first, please don’t just add drama to me, thank you.

The two of them didn't stop when they noticed the approach of the Saber group, or Queyou wanted to stop, but Lancer's fighting spirit was so strong that he just glanced at the comer from the corner of his eye.

"Two Lancers?!"

Alice exclaimed softly, Saber blocked her behind, both of them had guns in their hands, no wonder Alice thought so.

"Is such a small child also a Servant?"

"A Servant cannot judge age by appearance, Alice."

Saber's eyes followed the two of them closely, and the crisp sound of weapons being exchanged made her somewhat unable to hold back the fighting spirit rising in her chest: "Can you see who they are?"

"I'm sorry, Saber, there are too many heroes who use guns, I can't think of them for a while."

"clang!"

After another miss, Lancer and Queyou tacitly distanced themselves, he frowned, obviously the weapon was made of ice, why is such brittle ice so hard?

"Lancer, don't take any longer!"

Kenneth finally couldn't help but ordered: "Get rid of this fanatic who despises magic, and I will allow you to use the treasure."

"Understood, my master."

The corners of the handsome young man's lips curled up, and the lethality of a face instantly doubled.

Uchiha Chosuke slammed his mouth, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by "rumbling" thunder.

"In front of the king! Both sides should withdraw their swords!"

The chariot from the sky came down with lightning, and the burly man opened his arms and shouted loudly. A thunderbolt happened to land in front of Queyou, which made him startled and took a step back, his eyes wide open as if he was shocked. Fried cat.

"My name is Iskandar the Conqueror! I manifested as a rider in this Holy Grail War."

The strong man blew himself up indifferently, Saber and Lancer looked at him in surprise, and for a moment, the atmosphere at the scene was a little weird.

"What are you doing! Idiot, idiot!"

The sound of the boy's collapse sounded.