The Author Was Really Going All Out

The synopsis said Route C was Sakura's route, but in practice it was all teasing Saber, teasing Saber, and teasing Saber, so now it was time to show the true dignity of the rightful wife.

So for Sakura-chan's sake, the author was really going all out.

-------------Just to clarify in advance, you haven't missed any chapters----------

Life was full of temptations.

All kinds of temptations.

Money, power, beauty, pleasure, strength... countless choices.

How could one choose the right one from so many possibilities? Or rather, what kind of choice could even be called the right one?

Different circumstances and backgrounds, different roles and times, different worldviews and values—how exactly could one achieve this so-called correctness?

"There is no answer" was not necessarily an incorrect answer, but what was this "correctness" judged by?

Complex, ever-changing, contradictory yet unified, without standards, unfathomable, chaotic and disorderly—life was so captivating, so delightful, precisely because of this!

Yes, delight. Wild joy from the depths of one's heart, an all-encompassing love. Only one who held this unimaginable emotion in their hands was qualified to stand at the top!

Although there was a saying that "all beings are equal"—meaning that everything could bring delight, with no distinction between them—there were still differences between individuals in the finer details: some found delight in farce, some in tragedy, some in peace, some in conflict... Legend had it that only that primordial hero, the oldest king of humanity, could regard all things as delightful. That was precisely why he could become such a great existence. For ordinary people, however, being able to encompass even one or two forms of delight at its peak was already precious indeed.

So, ladies and gentlemen, what brought you delight?

If you had never considered this question, then please think about it carefully from now on. Examine yourselves, confront the source of your hearts, and find your delight! If you had already considered it, then walk steadfastly down that path. Let delight take root deep within your souls, sprout, and grow into towering trees!

Ladies and gentlemen, all you ambitious people gathered here for delight, if you would allow it, please listen to the path of delight I sing of. Be infected by my delight, and revel!

---------Everything up to this point and below is from Jizi's perspective and has nothing to do with the author himself-----------

Ladies and gentlemen, I like lolis.

Ladies and gentlemen, I like lolis!

Ladies and gentlemen, I love lolis most of all!

Ladies and gentlemen, just when you thought the author would copy a massive speech to pad the word count, I want to tell you that you were wrong.

Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to use your eyes alongside me to experience this supreme and exalted beauty—yes, right before my eyes, this blue-violet-haired loli!

Ladies and gentlemen, were your hands as blazing red as fire as mine, and did you scream loudly for me to embrace that loli and tear away every scrap of cloth binding her beauty?

Yes, yes, exactly like that—just like what I was doing now!

Look at that adorable face! Touch that silky hair! Smell that intoxicating body fragrance! Hug that delicate little body! Rub against that tender skin! Lick that—

Who the hell was that? Let go of me, or your ** would be soaked in medicated oil and chili water from now on!

—That strength... Knight of the Yangtze, you...

Fuck! It hurt like hell! My bones were going to break—joints weren't supposed to bend like that! But did you think this physical torment could stop me from pursuing my lofty wish? I was just a little short of licking it, just a little short...

What the hell? I wasn't a Titan, so why were you attacking the back of my neck?!

My consciousness was already fading. Fragments of my brief life flashed before my eyes like film reels... Was this how it ended?

Yet one thought, one obsession, still drove me onward—more precisely, my upper body. It struggled forward without cease, my tongue stretching out with all its strength, seeking only to touch that paradise far removed from this mundane world...

In the end, I still lost consciousness. But had I reached it at the very end?

-----------Oh my god, I padded nearly 1k words with such ** stuff. I'm exhausted----------

"Oh! This is that thing Caster mentioned called the SFC, right?"

"What, what? Let me see—mm, that's right, this is it."

"With this, we can play those things called video games, right?"

"More or less."

"Hey, little Master, hurry up and pay for it~"

"Having just the console isn't enough~ You also need game cartridges~ Those are the things being sold over there."

"I see. Caster really knows this era quite well. Let's see, Fire Emblem, Uncharted Waters, Great Strategy. These three, then."

"Rider! You're buying things on your own again! Do you know how expensive these are? And why are we making such a huge fuss over going shopping today?"

"Wasn't it your group that suggested taking a look at this era?"

"It was obviously Rider—"

"Then that's enough. Your opinion wasn't important anyway."

"Aaaaaah, damn it..."

"Little Master, what are you still doing? Hurry up and pay!"

"Queen Consort Uncle really has it rough."

"Sakura, I told you not to imitate the way Caster talks. Don't get too close to her and Rider normally either. Forget everything else—have you forgotten what happened last night?"

"Y-Yanye Uncle! Don't... don't bring up... embarrassing things..."

"Sigh..."

"Master, Miss Sakura, please don't develop strange impressions of Heroic Spirits because of those two."

Because Fuyuki City was a port city with foreigners frequently coming and going, the shop owners of Miyama Town's shopping district had seen plenty. Yet one day, even they could not help casting strange looks at a certain group.

There was a burly man and a silver-haired girl enthusiastically discussing games in an electronics store, a frail young man whom they seemed to call "Queen Consort," a white-haired middle-aged man with a scar on his face, a quiet-looking purple-haired little girl, and a handsome blue-haired butler.

How had things come to this?

Another very peaceful day had passed since that night when so much had happened. It seemed that every side was digesting the changes from that night, so no fighting broke out even after dark. The entire Fuyuki City enjoyed a rare day of peace, and the tense atmosphere that had persisted since the "serial murder case" seemed to have settled after twenty-four hours of respite.

Thus, the following morning, the King of Conquerors swaggered into the Matou Residence with his Queen Consort and invited Jizi and the Knight of the Yangtze to "go take a stroll around the city together."

Jizi had originally been strongly opposed to it. Although the King of Conquerors had invited the Servants, if both Jizi and Lancelot went out, Yanye and Sakura naturally could not stay behind at home. What Jizi feared was exposing Sakura directly to the sight of the other participants.

Although she usually behaved erratically, Jizi was extremely serious about her love for lolis... I mean, about protecting them. Except for a few rare occasions, Sakura basically occupied the center of Jizi's field of vision at all times. There had even been a time when she cut her finger while cooking because she got distracted. It was only thanks to the special nature of her essence that she could still be so lively now.

As for why she did this, aside from a large portion of filthy desires in her heart, it was because she worried about Sakura, the weakest and most critical link.

Although she was merely a human little girl, Sakura played an important role in this group. Berserker's Mana was supplied by her, and if anything happened to her, Yanye, Lancelot, and Jizi would all be affected. The entire alliance would become precarious.

Naturally, the people Jizi guarded against were Kiritsugu Emiya, whose emotions had become unstable after learning of All the World's Evils, and Kirei Kotomine, who knew how thoroughly he had been conditioned.

To be honest, Jizi was being somewhat overly cautious. Before crossing over, however, the impressions left on her by Kiritsugu and Kirei when watching anime and reading novels had been far too profound. Especially that part where Lancer committed suicide—the sheer malice in it, though the true source of that malice was Gen Urobuchi, naturally—had truly "amazed" her. Kiritsugu's abilities and image had been infinitely magnified in her mind, so it was inevitable that she treated every rustle of grass and every tree as a threat.

In truth, thinking about it carefully made things clear. Setting aside whether Kiritsugu had detailed intelligence on Matou Sakura and the inner workings of their alliance, the fact that there were two Servants inside the Matou Residence alone made it certain that Kiritsugu would neither dare nor be able to make any moves.

Even so, images would still occasionally pop into Jizi's mind of "Kiritsugu suddenly rushing out at four times speed, grabbing Sakura, and vanishing without a trace." -_-||| That was why she even slept in the same bed as Sakura at night.

For all those reasons, there was no way she could agree to let Sakura leave the safety of the Matou Residence and expose herself among crowds—Jizi did not believe that idiotic lie that daytime was a truce period and therefore there would be no danger.

What changed her mind was, first, the King of Conquerors' request—which was really more of a demand and not easy to refuse—and second, Sakura's expression.

After being separated from her family, suffering inhuman abuse, and receiving salvation amidst despair, this little girl's mental state was extremely unstable. Jizi and Yanye naturally worked very hard to help her rebuild her values with care and love. But how could a failed middle-aged loser like Yanye possibly do the work of a caring big sister? Of course, Jizi could not do it either, though her image was somewhat more suited to it. It was just that her "love" was not so easy to bear, and if she mishandled it, it might leave Sakura with even worse psychological trauma.

Thus, for the time being, all the two of them could do was satisfy Sakura's every request as much as possible. After the King of Conquerors extended his invitation, Jizi caught the fleeting longing on Sakura's face, so she could only agree.

No matter what, she was still a Servant. Protecting a little girl should be possible, right?

So she was carrying Sakura on her shoulders now only because it made protecting her more convenient, okay? There really was no other meaning behind it!

-----------This chapter is a little chaotic. Please bear with it, thanks------------

"The bank is this way, right?"

"Hey, Rider..."

Because they did not have enough cash on hand to buy the SFC, Rider had forcibly dragged his Queen Consort to the bank to withdraw money. Yanye's bladder happened to sound an alarm at that moment, so he took Berserker to look for a restroom—out of safety concerns, a Servant had to accompany any human at all times. Now, only Jizi and Sakura remained, wandering boredly between the shops.

But as someone who had only ever been in love with his own hand, Jizi had absolutely no idea how to shop with a girl. Before crossing over, he had merely stalked his little sister from behind rather than participating, so now—

Ah, what do I do? This is so awkward. I can't tell what she wants, and we don't have anything to talk about. Are we just supposed to wander around? That doesn't seem right either. If you wanted to come out and have fun, then pick something you like. Why do you keep looking at me? And why are you blushing mysteriously? Are you interested in me? You really don't need to be...

Wait, some memory in her mind seemed to be awakening. Loli, Sakura, lick, Yangtze...

Why were you pulling me? I was about to remember! Couldn't you wait a moment? Now I couldn't remember anything at all... And why were the last two keywords "lick" and "Yangtze"? I was so curious!

Fine, fine, stop pulling me. Let me see—

Magnificent twin tails! The attribute power contained within them would surely become excellent driving force. Defeat Eldimikai and safeguard world peace.

Wait, those twin tails looked familiar—wasn't that Rin Tohsaka?!

-------The protagonist has "mental pollution" and turns goofy from time to time. You haven't forgotten that setting, right?--------

P.S.: Come to think of it, Route C should be nearing its end. After all, all the clues that needed planting had been planted, and next it would be time to dig them up one by one. Speaking of digging, though, here came the question...

P.S. 2: The decisive battle should be coming soon... But instead, I don't really know how to write it—rather, I don't know how to turn what's in my head into words. My skill level really is limited...

P.S. 3: So can I play around with side stories again or something? Can I? Can I? I can, right? I definitely can, right!

P.S. 4: This chapter is a bit chaotic because there were originally some things I wanted to add. For example, that utterly shameless opening was actually foreshadowing, and Rin Tohsaka also had a role to play. But I was a little tired, and it was already nearly 4k words—though there wasn't much serious content—so let's leave it at that. The rest can wait until next chapter.

P.S.P.: It's a transition chapter, okay? Please understand.