Fate: Emiya the Host

"Not bad, Berserker," Illya pulled out her own hair, using the Einzbern golden needle magic.

"This is even stronger than kite string."

"That's true, but…"

"Don't worry," Medea reached out, "Refine it into thread, outsiders will just think it's a special material string."

After speaking, Medea had already opened a small barrier to quickly refine the hair. How fast? She finished the moment she stopped talking.

Shirou didn't even see clearly.

'Is this the value of a magician from the Age of Gods?'

'Speaking of which, why didn't she just use a barrier earlier and let me project? Made me run such a long way.'

Medea seemed to know what he was thinking and sent a telepathic message, ["I was going to say you were already far away, watching your running figure, honestly, I couldn't bear to stop you."]

'What kind of reason is that?'

"Alright," Medea smiled slightly, then resumed eating cake.

Her expression was blissfully fainting, looking like a lovestruck maiden.

'She's really enjoying this,' Shirou pressed the shutter, then went to fly kites with Illya.

The kite flew for a while, the hawk started bullying the swallow, and still no sign of Sella and Liz returning.

Just as Shirou was about to go look for them, the two returned, faces full of indignation.

"How could this happen?"

"Illya-sama… lunch is gone," Liz apologized.

"What do you mean?", Illya's gaze shifted down from the sky.

Sella said angrily, "We ran all over the place, but the answer was the same everywhere, sold out. Isn't this just bullying?"

"Could it really be sold out?", Illya casually controlled the kite.

"How is that possible!", Sella gritted her teeth, "One shop sold out, two shops, three shops, five shops all sold out? That doesn't make sense!"

"More importantly, all of them said they sold it to two women. Two small-sized blonde women!"

"One was only 140 cm, cute-looking, very much like a literary girl. One was very proper, also so cute it's outrageous, a bit over 150 cm..."

Before Sella finished, Shirou quickly asked, "The one who's 150 cm, did she have an ahoge on top of her head?"

Sella was confused, "That's right. The shopkeepers described that girl's ahoge as very eye-catching, and all the food was eaten by her alone."

Shirou's eyes darkened slightly, but thanks to his absolute rationality, he didn't show shock.

A 140 cm blonde girl, with an above-average appearance, and a 150 cm blonde ahoge glutton.

This duo gave him a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, that premonition came true.

"Saber, you ate too much. I just saw lots of people unable to get lunch," The girl's soft complaint had a reserved and gentle tone, not really scolding.

Such a tone was more like pampering than reproach.

"Sorry, Manaka. Hunger is a great enemy, I couldn't help myself for a moment," The other girl apologized.

The voice matched the impression.

No doubt about it, walking toward the park's path, came two beautiful girls not inferior to Shirou's group.

Their faces more beautiful than the falling cherry blossoms around them.

They attracted many flower-viewers.

The girl walking in front had gentle steps, elegant and reserved behavior, the kind you'd see and immediately think "good girl" or "princess."

The one behind only had one label: glutton.

And a tracking ahoge.

Why tracking? Because Shirou saw that ahoge sway twice, pointing directly at his side.

Then she followed over, despite her gluttonous image, she had a perfectly cute face and piercing eyes.

The moment she made eye contact with Shirou, both felt something.

This was the sensing between Servant and Servant. Likewise, sensing also occurred between Masters.

Thus, the gazes of key characters aligned.

Artoria first felt confused seeing two Servants on Shirou's side, paused, then blocked in front of Sajyou Manaka.

"Be careful, Manaka, they're enemies!"

As she spoke, she already took a battle stance.

Only, the food in her hands made her look like a contrasting cute girl.

"No, it's fine, Saber," Sajyou Manaka wore an extremely dazzling smile.

"They, like us, are here to view the cherry blossoms."

"Even if that's true…"

"Trust me, Saber," Sajyou Manaka calmly walked in front of Artoria, her gaze swept over each of them, finally resting on Shirou, her smile growing brighter.

'Not Heracles? Unexpectedly, besides Saber, there's something that exceeded my expectations. This Holy Grail War has finally become interesting.'

Noticing Sajyou Manaka's gaze, Illya's expression darkened slightly. She put down the kite and stood in front of Shirou.

Politely introduced herself, "Hello…"

"Sajyou Manaka."

"..."

Powerful composure, unparalleled confidence, and a completely unconcerned attitude. Sajyou Manaka walked over with hands behind her back, in a graceful and adorable posture.

Her emerald dress and soft hair seemed to shine under the sunlight.

That couldn't even be called "cute" anymore, it was "beautiful."

Even a blooming blossom bathed in morning sunlight couldn't match her beauty.

"Sorry, I know you, little Holy Grail of the Einzberns. At a time like this, skipping long self-introductions shouldn't be a problem, right?", Her eyes were so clear and calm when she spoke.

"Of course," Illya smiled, letting go of her skirt.

Behind Shirou, Medea's expression turned serious, "Berserker, this woman… is very dangerous!"

To make a magician of the Age of Gods say a modern mage is dangerous, that was the pressure Sajyou Manaka gave off.

Born with only one magic circuit, directly linked to the Root. Almost omniscient and omnipotent, known as the strongest Master of the Holy Grail War, second to none.

"May I ask, is there something you need, Sajyou Manaka?", The overly passionate gaze she gave Shirou made Illya feel disgusted.

"Already disliked, huh," Sajyou Manaka politely withdrew her gaze, smiling, "Sorry, seeing something I like, I can't help but look a few more times."

Whoosh!

The kite string snapped, the swallow returned to the nest, the hawk spread its wings.

Illya sneered, "Are you trying to say you want me to hand Berserker over to you?"

"Nothing of the sort," Sajyou Manaka twirled beautifully, her figure light, her temperament elegant, and she even wore a bashful smile of a young girl, "I'll have Saber take him and research him properly."

'So it's not love at first sight,' Shirou's heartbeat calmed, letting out a breath.

From what he could deduce, Sajyou Manaka's interest in him was out of curiosity, not the kind of infatuation like with Old Saber.

'And from her demeanor, she doesn't seem to have inappropriate feelings for Ahoge Queen either, just interest.'

'A small blessing in the midst of misfortune."

'In this state, even though Sajyou Manaka lacks ordinary emotions, she can still barely be considered human.'

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