Izumi Takeshita didn't have anything to take away, she locked the door of her own house, and after saying hello to the little monsters like Zashiki Doji nearby, she happily moved to the next room of the Chaldean lord.

The house next door to Tachika Fujimaru is an elderly couple. After Izumi Takeshita gave hints to the two old people, the old people quickly accepted the setting of her granddaughter who came from other places to go to college, and vacated a room for her. .

Of course, she didn't live in vain. As a reward, the two old people had a huge sum of money in their accounts.

When going to find Tatsuka Fujimaru, Izumi Takeshita used the reason of visiting his new neighbors in an open and honest manner.

But the one who opened the door was not the Master, but the existence called Heroic Spirit.When their eyes collided, she and the wheat-colored Heroic Spirit were almost alert at the same time.

Until Izumi Takeshita smelled the aroma of cookies and some other food on him.Theoretically speaking, the heroic spirits who have contracted with the Master are her competitors and imaginary enemies, but at this moment when she must not lose her momentum, she still involuntarily succumbs for a few seconds.

...is the breath of a chef!

After a few seconds of stalemate, the man buzzed his lips, as if he was about to say something, but before he could make a move, Fujimaru Tachika's furry head poked out from behind him.

"Is the move so fast?" While wondering, he invited Izumi Takeshita into the house, "The one who opened the door was Emiya, one of the many spirits who helped Chaldea."

"Biscuits..." Izumi Takeshita unconsciously wandered between the heroic spirit named Emiya and the kitchen.

"It's the cookies, that's right." Fujimaru Tachika smiled brightly, "Because you seemed to be particularly concerned about desserts before, so I asked Emiya to bake some cookies as gifts for the next visit, but I didn't expect you to really will move over suddenly."

There was a bit of helplessness on the boy's face, he didn't know whether it was more praise or emotion, "Quan Sang is simply too fast."

Then he introduced Izumi Takeshita to Emiya, "This is Izumi Takeshita, Meilin's...disciple, right?"

"It is indeed a disciple, there is no need to say it in such an uncertain tone." Takeshita Izumi shrugged, without the slightest awareness that she was putting gold on her face, "Isn't there a saying that says that the mud will not be stained, I probably That's the case."

To this, Fujimaru Tachika just smiled awkwardly but politely.Emiya, the Heroic Spirit, was more direct, keeping his head away silently.

The biscuits were baked under such circumstances, Emiya got up and walked into the kitchen, leaving the living room to one person and one succubus.

Before entering the kitchen, the man who was still wearing an apron looked her up and down again, and said in a deep voice: "Master's safety during this time, please be careful."

The tone was completely business-like, but for some reason, Izumi Takeshita felt inexplicably accepting bribes.

"Because I came to Japan to avoid some... well, troubles inside Chaldea." Fujimaru Tachika explained, "After all, it sounds too sci-fi for ordinary people to save the world."

Izumi Takeshita has dealt with magicians, and she knows a little about the internal situation of magicians. Even if Fujimaru Tateka didn't say it clearly, she can roughly guess something about the organization called Chaldea.

"Don't worry, I will protect you, Master." She patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Let's talk, is it to kill Tokyo's Magician's Association or the Church of the Holy Church! The average magician in Tokyo doesn't even have a good place!"

Tachika Fujimaru, a half-witted magician who opened the seat only after walking through the back door: ...

"It's really unnecessary..." he refused with difficulty, "and there is nothing to protect...just to avoid the trouble of being interrogated."

Takeshita Izumi pursed his lips, "Okay, then I won't make trouble..."

She saw Emiya walking over with a plate of delicious-looking biscuits, and suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, you have to bring gifts when you visit, right?" Izumi Takeshita, who has no social experience, patted his head, and then remembered what he had overlooked.

Gift!It's a gift!

"I'll excuse you for a while." She suddenly became serious, and she didn't forget to grab a cookie and stuff it into her mouth when she left.

That cookie is no ordinary cookie, it's a cookie with a soul.

She thought of another reason why she must join Chaldea besides getting close to the Master and Mash—their skills of heroic spirits are simply crown-like existences!

The hasty farewell was not without reason. Almost at the same time as he was thinking of giving a door-to-door gift, Izumi Takeshita recalled the unpleasant friction he had with several magicians in Tokyo.

She didn't know the families of those magicians, but judging from their behavior of taking away children and dissecting them, they should be biased towards black magic or the like.In short, when she went to rescue those children, she also took away the magic workshop, and harvested a lot of materials and miscellaneous things that magicians would use.

Those things are still stacked in the utility room of her house.

Izumi Takeshita choked on ashes in the grocery room, and found a dress that looked okay and a small piece of jade that looked very old, which seemed to be a scrap that was cut off.If she remembers correctly, the latter should be the holy relic in the mouth of those black magicians.

——The Holy Grail War also took place in Tokyo, but it was a long time ago, and there are no detailed records.

But without the Holy Grail, even if the summoning formula is drawn, this so-called holy relic can't make any movement.

Well, as a souvenir?

Takeshita Izumi found a gift box and packed the things she thought were useful.Of course, she washed those things in water several times before putting them in the box, and sprayed some perfume on them.

Holding the gift box, she hummed an incoherent tune, and knocked on the door of the master's house again.

This time it was Tatsuka Fujimaru who opened the door.

"Emiya is cooking dinner, if you don't mind, you can stay together." The Chaldean master smiled, and then noticed the gift box in her hand.

"Please give me more advice in the future." Izumi Takeshita held the gift box and bowed to him.

Facing the dream demon's solemn attitude, Fujimaru Tachika was only flustered for a second, then firmly accepted the gift she handed over, and said seriously: "Izumi-san is the same, please give me more advice in the future."

Such a serious and earnest master-slave atmosphere lasted only one second before Izumi Takeshita urged the master to open the door ceremony.

Fujimaru Tachika's hand holding the gift trembled slightly, he swallowed, his tone was blank and puzzled, "...Did you do something just now?"

Could it be that they really went to the Magicians Association in Tokyo to make a fuss?

Fujimaru Tachika, who once again realized that Izumi Takeshita is far from being a fuel-efficient lamp, felt a headache, but the matter was far from serious enough to require reprimand, and he was also a little entangled for a while.

"No." Izumi Takeshita showed her white teeth. She waved her hand and smiled brightly, "It was before. Some magicians attacked children, so I taught them a lesson."

"If it's not enough, I can look for it again." She was quite attentive, "The magicians in Tokyo are quite rich. Does Master like gems?"

"No, I still can't." Fujimaru Tatsuka wiped off her cold sweat and quickly rejected her.

He thought for a while, then smiled and thanked Takeshita Izumi.

"I will keep it well." The boy said, smiling a little bit.

"...It's just a small matter, and I myself will go to the Master's dream to collect the reward."

Izumi Takeshita, who was caught off guard and caught off guard, ran directly into the kitchen and squeezed towards Emiya with a clear purpose.

"Mr. Almighty Emiya, may I ask if you can do..."

She stared at the other party eagerly, and then was mercilessly kicked out by Ying Ling.

The Master who watched the whole process couldn't help laughing.

Dinner was eaten at Fujimaru's house. Under the offensive of Izumi Takeshita's various flattery and requests, the crown chef named Emiya was not only unmoved, but even before she opened her mouth, she projected a few knives and threw them over. She was not given a chance to speak.

Fujimaru Tachika didn't care about things, although he comforted Takeshita Izumi in a timely manner, Takeshita Izumi always felt that he was even a little happy to see the success in it.

Regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, Izumi Takeshita decided to sneak into his dream tonight to collect some rewards for watching the show.

What kind of dream will it be?It must be delicious.

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