[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

dong dong.

The gate of the Namba house is of a simple style, without even a doorbell.Rin Tohsaka tried to knock twice, but when no one answered the door, she turned to knocking, using a little strength.

This time the door opened quickly.

"Excuse me--"

Rin Tohsaka's formulaic smile collapsed when he saw the blond girl who opened the door.

Isn't that what?

She stared blankly at the beautiful blond girl in a sleeveless indoor nightgown whose exquisite chest was faintly visible for two seconds, and then was mercilessly pushed away by a pair of white and slender hands. ? ? ?

Rin Tohsaka staggered back two steps, looking at the blooming magician behind him with indescribable eyes.

Volunteered to come with them, was it because of this?

Those affectionate eyes, that hesitant gesture—what are you doing!

"Excuse me~"

Merlin met his master without thinking, smiling like a flower, bent down to give the long-lost king a warm hug from his friends, but suddenly his face was covered by the dark sword energy!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Caster Merlin in mage robes did not hesitate to drop his seemingly very stylish staff when he was in danger, and took out a big cold shining sword from his arms. He firmly blocked the sword attack that hit the front door.

"Alara, it's so dangerous." Merlin smiled, his sword hand was extremely steady, and he successfully blocked the swordsman's sudden attack.

"Humph!"

Saber, who was caught off guard and launched an attack, looked around fiercely under everyone's vigilant gaze, and asked slowly:

"Are you all here to grab dinner with me?"

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere was tense and suffocating.

Tohsaka Rin noticed that the spring-like smile on Merlin's face suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, and the violet eyes climbed up with a melancholy color, and asked in a rather aggrieved tone: "Can't even me, Arthur?"

"I'm sorry, Merlin, but our friendship only goes so far."

The girl Heroic Spirit called "Arthur" spoke in an undeniable tone, putting away the sword and closing the door——

"and many more!"

Seeing that his servants looked like they were about to cover their hearts and fainted, Rin Tohsaka glanced at Mrs. Aihara's melancholy and nervous expression, and quickly used all his strength to hold the door, and said in a hurry:

"We're here to find Miss Namba to do business!"

Finally got in successfully.

It's already dusk, but there are no lights in the room, the light is ambiguous, and the aroma of instant noodles fills every corner, and you can smell it as soon as you step into the entrance.

——What, it’s just instant noodles, why is that Heroic Spirit acting vigilant and protecting food?

Tohsaka Rin thought in confusion, subconsciously sniffed—? !

Wait, it's just instant noodles, why does it remind her of the sunset over the Seine, the starry sky at Glastonbury, the hot spring at the Blue Lagoon in winter, and the taste of first love that doesn't exist? !

Illusion?

Rin Tohsaka covered his nose, looking for suspicious people in the room with vigilant eyes——

The black-haired girl nestled lazily on the sofa, yawning profusely. When she saw them coming in, she rolled her eyelids, and then her face was tightly covered by the suddenly thrown blanket.

The white-haired boy threw the blanket on the sofa with his backhand and hit the target accurately, holding the book in one hand, reading on the tatami in a posture that absolutely violates the principle of eye protection for teenagers.

Saber, who led them in, called Master to the girl curled up in the blanket, and ran to the dining table, picked up a noodle pot the size of a washbasin on the table, and poured it into her mouth.

"..."

Ah, two people and one Heroic Spirit are very suspicious.

Rin Tohsaka twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to suppress the urge to yell "Don't move! You are under arrest", struggling to make a formal self-introduction.

However, there seemed to be two people who were more eager than her.

First, with a particularly bright smiling face, Merlin rubbed against the blond heroic spirit holding the basin, chattering non-stop, and finally coaxed the reluctant heroic spirit into the basin.

Then Mrs. Aihara, who pushed her servants out of the villa and carried a large suitcase alone, couldn't wait to walk towards the black-haired girl. After introducing herself softly, the girl quickly showed a solemn expression. A young lady carried him upstairs.

After all the dust settled, Tohsaka Rin realized...she seemed to have been abandoned by her friends.

Fortunately, at least not alone.

She looked at the white-haired boy who put down the book in his hand and turned his eyes upstairs, and couldn't help showing a sympathetic expression. She thought that out of courtesy, she should at least say hello, so she walked up to him and sat down on her knees upright. He opened his mouth on the tatami and said:

"Hello, I'm Rin Tosaka, the head of the training center. Are you a relative of Ms. Namba?"

She received no response.

Not only that.

For some reason, Tohsaka Rin always felt that he was being stared at.

Of course there is no problem with the King of Heroes——

What a ghost!

After Keigo Atobe retreated as he said, he stood on the sidelines and watched the battle, watching the archers calmly open the treasure house of the king, one after another the treasures were thrown at the intruders, and some of them were broken by the kimono hero with the knife in his hand. The other part was the furniture that was thrown at Atobe's house.

First, those exquisitely shaped glass windows were shattered one by one by the aftermath of the treasure, and then the walls with tens of millions of works of art hanging on them were also completely destroyed. After flying to his favorite bathroom, he finally couldn't hold back, gritted his teeth and growled, "Archer!"

"Ok?"

The golden king was obviously in a good mood. He glanced majestically at the female hero who was blocked by the treasure and was still retreating ten feet away, and said without looking back:

"You don't need to apologize, this battle is quite interesting as a sideshow, my king forgives you."

roll!

Although I really want to hate him regardless, but I haven't figured out the truth of the Holy Grail War, and when my own strength is obviously weaker than the opponent, it is still necessary to respect the strong.

Risk aversion as a businessman reminded him not to act unwisely, but this guy——

——Why are you so in need of a beating?

Keigo Atobe gritted his teeth secretly, and tried his best to persuade him calmly: "Archer, don't tease me anymore, you don't want the temporary mansion to become dilapidated, do you?"

Since he is a king, he must be picky about these aspects. Although the level of civilization in the Sumerian period... the palace of the king is just a pile of mud walls and stone pillars?

Atobe surmised maliciously, and turned his back to the King of Heroes who threw the treasure, and said coldly: "Hmph, a bastard is a bastard, vulnerable to a single blow."

...Who are you talking about?

His tone was filled with disgust, but the King of Heroes was still moved by this reason. With a wave of his hand, golden ripples that were bigger than before filled the aisle, surrounding the assassin in all directions:

"go to hell."

The golden king's red eyes were dark, obviously a little serious, and he was going to directly deal with this enemy heroic spirit who trespassed on his territory.

But just as the Noble Phantasm was ready to go, the expression of the female Heroic Spirit with Agility A+ suddenly froze, and the Lingzi disappeared.

"and many more--"

Atobe's pupils shrank suddenly, he stared at a room full of treasures that had lost their target, and he shouted to stop in shock, but his words were a bit later than the speed of the treasures.

Hundreds of coercive treasures were thrown towards the unsuspecting Buckingham Palace——

The rising golden light was so dazzling that it gave the young man the urge to curse.

"Ah, a man is a man, and it really hasn't changed at all."

After finishing the work, Maeve stretched her waist, kicked the voiceless woman off the bed, looked at the calm man over there with winking eyes, and hooked her fingers at him,

"You, come here."

"Well, is that enough?"

Seeing this, the man put down the goblet in his hand, and swept across the corpses on the ground without changing his expression, with a warm and low voice:

"No matter how many times I rewatch it, I still find it interesting."

"Hee hee, then you are really a pervert, Mr. Minister."

Maeve stretched her body lazily, looking at the man's unnatural lower body without any concealment,

"It's already suffocated like this, do you want to continue to endure it?"

"Well, this is also impossible."

The embarrassment was explained by the enchanting queen on the bed, the man was not at all unnatural, and frankly admitted:

"After all, your charm is unstoppable, and I can only restrain myself by reminding myself of the pathetic appearance of the sacrifice."

As he spoke, he took out the white gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands carefully, and then stepped forward to lift up the man's body and put it together with the body of the prostitute who had already cooled down.

Maeve propped her head up and watched with a smile as the famous Minister of Foreign Affairs squatted on the ground, dealing with the scene seriously.

After losing the master, how should the servant survive in this world?

For Maeve, the answer is very simple.

Originally, her life was composed of countless sex/love, but now she just changed the purpose a little and used it as the capital for survival.

The man she casually asked for help in the morning was unexpectedly very useful, and he was a high-status son.

To be able to find such high quality - unfortunately only as a partner.

Maeve curled her lips slightly dissatisfied, but she felt happy again when she thought of the conditions agreed by the other party in exchange for providing [Soldier].

"Hey, how are you preparing the props that can track the heroic spirit and transfer the command spell?" She asked with a little expectation.

"Tokyo's only system dedicated to the tracking of supernatural beings is controlled by admonishment, and that is the department directly under the prime minister. It is not convenient for me to insert it." He replied, "However, my subordinates have some clues about the hero you care about."