Ji Kai held it in until his heart was about to cramp, but his face was serious and calm. "Go and clean up first.

After you're done, wait for me in the Hand Room. "

"It's just a minor injury." It was only cute for two seconds,

And it was fleeting.

Taitō, who answered calmly,

He returned to his usual expressionless face.

"Even if it's a minor injury, it can't be delayed."

We can't delay it either. "Ji Kai emphasized.

He glared at him. "Have you forgotten Hasebe's precedent so quickly?"

"Yes." Tarō Tarō immediately answered.

Before he turned around and left,

He hesitated and turned around. He asked in a low voice, "Is it okay for you to use your spiritual power?"

Why can't you just ask this question?!

Fu Mourning God's gaze reminded Ji Kai of the indescribable exit in the arena yesterday.

The Inquisitor glared at him again. "It's okay!"

Tarō Tarō blinked.

He was pushed away by Tsurumaru Kuninaga. "Go, go, go. Help me get the package at the door first."

The two figures walked away.

Ji Kai touched his deflated stomach.

He felt that life was bleak. He didn't know how the other Fu Mourning God ate for lunch.

He returned to the inner room and prepared to go to the kitchen to find some snacks.

Yamamochi quietly cleaned up in the kitchen.

There was only one person left in the Five Tigers Retreat.

He sat alone beside the cat tree.

He watched the tigers play.

The sunlight became softer and gentler.

The shadow on the floor also lengthened and thinned.

This Pill was huge.

It was quiet.

It seemed particularly empty.

It was time to continue expanding the plan for This Pill.

The Inquisitor, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, took out the whiteboard to write and draw.

He listed the next itinerary: hand in, forging knife, Hasebe hand in, check the results of the battle, push to today's hot spring party.

The Inquisitor, who was not full at all, looked at the packed schedule.

Instantly, he felt dizzy and weak all over. He had no energy to work at all.

He really hoped that the next time he got excited, he would remember to finish his business while fighting.

"Oh, you've rested well?"

A vigorous man walked in from the outside. He had a candid and deep voice and a calm and handsome smile. He was the first Warrior of the Fjodna Knights, Dilumudo Audi, who had fought with him for half of the battle in the arena.

He took a few steps to the table and immediately noticed The Inquisitor's gloomy state. "Uh, why do you look so pale?"

A sweet smell wafted into their noses, and the people who were immersed in the black clouds immediately woke up.

He raised his head abruptly and found the source of the aroma. It was the fruit in the spearman's hand.

The young man stared at the thing in his field of vision without blinking. He felt his stomach begin to squirm violently again. "Dilumudo, the dessert in your hand …"

The spearman raised the corner of his mouth. His amber eyes showed that he was eating happily. "It looks like an ordinary steamed bun, but after taking a bite, I realized that it was filled with red bean stuffing.

Kay, to be honest, the food here is much better than in the Constellation of Heroes. "

The person who was not interested in sweets sincerely praised the food, giving face to the owner.

However, the person who was envied just stared at him blankly. Then, he suddenly turned around and went straight into the kitchen without looking sideways.

The blond knife maker who had just finished washing the dishes and was squatting on the floor and tugging at a stain on the countertop slowly turned around. He saw The Inquisitor, like a puppet being pulled by invisible strings, went straight to the most inconspicuous corner and took out a stack of red bean steamed buns from the preservation cabinet.

He did not even notice that The Inquisitor was not full!

He was such a failure as an attendant!

With a bang, Yamamochi was stunned. He could only watch as The Inquisitor went in and out.

A few seconds later, the blond knife maker suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly searched the kitchen for any traces of soup.

But in the end, he could only carry the tea made from a simple black tea bag to The Inquisitor.

"How considerate …" After eating a few steamed buns, Ji Kai finally looked like a human.

He squinted his eyes and happily picked up the teacup and pushed another cup of tea in front of the black-haired man.

Yamamochi lowered his head. This time, he did not blush. His heart was filled with self-blame.

At this time, the purple-haired Fu Mourning God rushed in from outside. "My Lord!

You're awake?

Why didn't you call me?

What do you want to eat?

How about udon noodles?

I remember that you liked it very much. "

He asked rapidly. When he saw the red bean steamed buns and simple tea bags in front of Ji Kai, he instantly felt distressed. "This snack can't be eaten as a main meal.

My Lord, please wait for a moment. The meal will be ready soon! "

After saying that, Gokusen 'Old Mother' Kanding went into the kitchen.

Ji Kai was moved in his heart. Being cared for and taken care of by others was such a wonderful feeling that he couldn't help but smile.

Dilumudo also smiled. His eyes were brimming with nostalgia.

"Kay, you have a group of very good companions."

"Yes," Ji Kai held the hot tea and sighed. "Originally, this was not within my expectations …"

At first, he only continued this game for the sake of the extra delicious food.

In his eyes, Swords and Blade, who had the body of a human, were roommates who shared a room. They were existences that he needed to maintain a good relationship with while maintaining a certain distance.

However, after a few days of interaction, his original thoughts began to change.

"Well, it's getting late. I should leave."

After drinking the tea that Yamamochi poured for him, Dilumudo stood up. "This visit is very sudden. Thank you for your hospitality.

Next time … "He looked at Ji Kai and smiled excitedly." Let's fight again. "

"This is my communication number."

Ji Kai responded with the same smile. At the same time, he wrote down his communication number on a note and handed it to Dilumudo. "Don't let me wait too long."

"We may be summoned soon." Dilumudo looked at the note and murmured.

"Summoned?"

"We are heroic spirits, the souls of the dead that exist in legends. We are the power to protect mankind.

When the world needs us, it will summon us. "

"And we will engrave our ranks and appear in the world as servants to help our masters seize the Holy Grail and fulfill their wishes."

The handsome man raised his head slightly and looked at the sky outside. His amber eyes were filled with longing and hope for the future.

"Masters seize the Holy Grail for their own purposes. What is your purpose?" Ji Kai asked.

"I don't have any wishes for the Holy Grail."

The man who left such a statement had a sense of regret and nostalgia in his eyes.