Miss Saori, Such a Doting Masochist / Awakened Shirou Teases Girls While on the Run

"Kill me..."

"I'll give you my life, you can eat as much meat as you want..."

From the darkness and chaos came the laughter of a young woman, mixed with monstrous noises.

"Hehehe... Since that's the case, then so be it."

The mist in the darkness responded to Shirou, gathering around him and continuously flowing into his body through the gaps in the wounds on his legs and hands.

"Ugh... Uh..." Shirou gritted his teeth, desperately trying to hold back his cries.

Then darkness expanded outwards, and octopus-like tentacles emerged from the black mist, coiling around Shirou's body and dragging him into the darkness.

In the darkness, Shirou's soul floated in a dim, lightless space, while his physical body had been devoured by a monster from the chaotic darkness. Strangely, he felt no pain.

He should have died and been reincarnated, but instead of waking up immediately, he remained frozen in this dark space.

A black-haired girl dressed in a red kimono in the style of the Edo period walked over, holding a giant calligraphy brush that was longer than a person in her hand. She looked at Shirou with a meaningful smile.

"Arong? Or Hokusai?" Shirou looked at the woman who had appeared in this space with a puzzled expression.

"Who is that? I am the Chaos Witch from the chaotic black mist. At least that's how it's set up in this world!" The black-haired woman said, looking at Shirou with a sinister gaze.

"Well, even so, what do you want to tell me by bringing me here?" Shirou asked, looking at the woman who represented the evil god.

"Wow, you're quite clever. This saves me the trouble of explaining. That clown tried to steal my power without permission, which is an offense against me, and I need to teach him a lesson." The girl who called herself the Chaos Witch's eyes glowed red, and Black Shadow with several tentacles could be vaguely seen swaying behind her.

"I can help you escape this castle in your reincarnation, but that alone won't be enough for you to defeat that clown Magecraft, because you bear the curse of this world," said the evil goddess who called herself a witch.

"A curse?" Shirou said.

"Yes, you should have noticed it too, right? There's a force guiding you toward tragedy, the most evil curse from the world itself. Even I, in the darkness of chaos, find this curse truly wicked." The evil goddess shuddered as she spoke.

Shirou's heart skipped a beat. He swallowed hard and looked at the evil goddess woman, asking, "What kind of curse is that?"

"This is a curse that turns lovers into siblings, and then siblings into lovers who kill each other. Only by breaking this curse can you leave this world," said the evil goddess who called herself a witch.

"So that's how it is..." Shirou covered his face in anguish. He vaguely realized that this was not a proper world at all. Rather, it was a doujinshi created by one or more doujinshi creators to take revenge on society. Only a medium that disregards morality and is only used to vent desires and enhance stimulation could reflect such bizarre stories.

"Oh my, do you know something?" The evil goddess looked at Shirou with some surprise.

"No, please tell me how to break the curse," Shirou pleaded, covering his face.

"Very well... If you want to dispel the resentment from the world, then you only need to create the opposite of what is meant by 'fait accompli'," the evil goddess said.

"A fait accompli? If the curse is meant to make the protagonist's relationship with his sister ambiguous, and then have him tortured to death... then what I'm doing is finding a woman who isn't my sister, and then establishing a relationship with her?" Shirou tried to speculate.

"Yes, it means you need to embrace other women to prevent the curse from taking effect, thus breaking it," the evil goddess woman nodded and said.

"Hug? Isn't there an easier way?" Shirou asked in surprise.

"Hmm..." The evil goddess glanced at Shirou with a look that said, "What a useless man. How about I use my tentacles to give you some special training?" and then said, "As long as it's close-range mucosal contact, that's fine."

"I understand. What is your purpose in helping me? What price do I need to pay?" Shirou asked the woman warily. With the involvement of an evil god, everything was shrouded in mystery, and he had to be on guard. Evil gods were full of unknowns; they could be very strong or very weak, but they often possessed bizarre abilities that could alter the rules of nature and even change the bloodline genes of their worshippers, turning humans into different monsters.

"Hmph... The way you two are now doesn't inspire any artistic impulse in me. Restraining one party and only allowing the other to move is simply heresy. I refuse to admit it! The erotic paintings I've done aren't like that! Love requires two people to cooperate, to achieve the highest pleasure when their bodies and minds are intertwined. Young man, you have a rare talent for being a womanizer, so I'm looking forward to your performance..." The evil goddess woman suddenly changed her tone, laughing like an old man.

"Just let me go back!" Shirou was speechless. He even said that Hokusai was the ancestor of Japanese painting small imperial portraits!

"Alright, listen carefully. Once you get out, just run west. Don't worry about the city walls there. Once you get there, you can run out on your own." The evil goddess spoke in Shirou's ear.

Then a gust of cold wind swept up Shirou, making him spin like a plastic bag caught in a tornado, and he was sent flying.

Chapter 730 Miss Saori, this masochist

"Waaaaaah!!!"

Shirou woke up with a start. He sat on a familiar wall and a huge bed. Looking at his hands and legs, which were perfectly connected, his own original hands and legs, Shirou suddenly stood up.

She pushed open the door and ran outside, bumping right into Ram and Rem pushing a small cart along the roadside.

Although they are usually petite and cute girls, they become ruthless killers when they get serious. Even though they have a compassionate heart, Shirou once sensed a look of sadness and sympathy for the pitiful in the eyes of the two maids when he was in dire straits.

But even if things don't go their way, they'll do whatever Roswaal orders them to do, good or bad. Their greatest mercy might just be to let their opponent die quickly and suffer less.

In reality, she was kept by Roswaal as a breeding boar, a tool for procreation. Look at what Saori became in the end—controlled by Magecraft and drugs, her mind was ruined, she became a reproductive puppet. Even if she eventually gained status, what difference would it make?

Perhaps it would be better to die.

"Did the guest pick up and eat something dirty from the ground, Rem?"

"The guest has a stomachache, sister."

"No, you guys are especially cute today, even though you're being sarcastic. See you later then." Shirou rushed into the hall, not wanting to waste any more time.

"The guest is acting strangely today?" The two maids looked at Shirou, who had run out, with some confusion.

'If the target of the curse removal includes the Oni race, then perhaps conquering these two would be the most efficient approach. But are Oni humans? If a person has horns on their head, are they still considered human?'

Shirou pondered for a moment before entering the restaurant. He went straight to Saori, who was about to make tea, and took her hand.

"Brother?" Saori, noticing her hand being grabbed, looked at Shirou in surprise.

"Good morning, Saori." Shirou lifted the girl's hand directly, grabbed her sleeve with his other hand, and tore it off with a strong tug, revealing a small paper packet in a hidden pocket inside, Shirou immediately grabbed.

Saori's face turned pale, and she looked aggrieved, gazing at Shirou with a resentful expression as she said:

"Big brother... that's too much! These are my favorite clothes!"

It's a pity, now we know exactly where every mole on your body is! It's truly a case of one wrong step leading to eternal regret! On the night before Saori, Saori became a submissive little woman afterward, willing to do anything Shirou asked her to do, except for being freed from her restraints.

After a night of getting to know each other, Shirou had gained a more comprehensive understanding of the young lady's character, both inside and out. Perhaps Saori was just a little girl who wanted to be protected at first.

As for her actively cooperating, obeying orders, and being the first to approach Shirou, perhaps she was born a masochist who wanted to be dominated. After all, being dominated is a way to gain a sense of security. There are quite a few people in this world who rely on obeying orders to obtain resources for survival and a stable life.

Saori obeyed her mother's orders and poisoned everyone to gain her position.

Later, following Roswaal's orders, she and Shirou consummated their relationship and had a child.

In the end, it turned out she had no plan of her own; she simply followed orders. In fact, after the poisoning was exposed, she obediently complied without any resistance or backup plan.

For a woman like this, the most suitable approach is... to be more assertive than anyone else.

Shirou didn't say anything, but simply threw the small paper packet into the stove where water was boiling, and immediately a pungent and eerie smoke billowed out.

"Brother..." Saori tried to argue, but soon found herself speechless.

Shirou grabbed Saori's chin and said, "The inheritance of the title is a lie! But I'll take it by force. As for the viscountcy you want, I can promise to help you get it! So stay here and behave! Don't do anything stupid! Understand?"

"...Yes." Saori looked at Shirou in surprise, but nodded nonetheless.

Eriri, Kirino, and the others ran up.

"Wait! Shirou, you pervert! What is he doing to Saori?!"

"Shirou? What are you doing here?"

"Wait a minute! What's with this smoke?!"

Shirou embraced the girls tightly and said softly, "Don't worry! I won't let you suffer this time! Leave everything to me!"

"Whoa! Shirou! What are you doing all of a sudden?" Eriri blushed and protested as she was suddenly hugged.

"Let go! Let go of me!" Kirino shouted, her face flushed, as she pounded Shirou's chest with her fist.

"Waaaah, since you dare to toy with a fallen angel like this... I curse you!" The Kuro Neko's eyes darted around like mosquito coils.

"Let's find a happy future together!" Shirou hugged his sisters even tighter, even though their pretty faces were now flushed red from being pressed against Shirou.

"Ugh..." The girls blushed, unsure how to respond. Having already become like siblings and given up on any such hopes, they were now faced with words that sounded like a marriage proposal. They wanted to complain about what was going on.

But seeing Shirou's unwavering determination and the genuine protective look in his eyes, that burning tenderness, it felt like their girlish hearts were melting. In the end, none of them could object, and they could only nod.

Shirou lowered his head and whispered in their ears, "Listen to me! There's something wrong with this castle. Roswaal didn't leave at all; he's trying to harm us! I need to escape now. As long as I'm not caught, you'll be safe. So stay here and don't leave. Trust me! I will make sure you're happy!"

Shirou then turned to the intelligent-looking Kyoko and said, "Go to Hime no Toki's room. From today onwards, no matter what, take her with you. If she needs to sleep, let her sleep on the sofa and wait for me to come back. I will definitely find the best solution and won't let you suffer!"

"Yes, Shirou- nii, I know." Kyoko looked into Shirou's sincere eyes and smiled reassuringly in agreement.

Ayase, realizing the seriousness of the situation, stood by, looking at Shirou with concern. When her beloved man expressed his willingness to share everything with her, to let her give birth to their child and raise it together, she had nothing left to ask for. Even if Shirou were a womanizer and would flirt with other women, she could accept it.

What worries me more is whether Shirou will encounter a bad woman and be deceived, and whether he will suffer any harm as a result. But reality seems unwilling to let her find happiness so easily, and another problem arises.

Shirou stepped forward again, hugged Ayase, kissed her forehead, and said, "Don't worry! I'll be back!"

Everything was understood without being said.

"Yes... I'll wait for you to come back. Oh, right..." Ayase blushed and agreed, taking a small bag of gold coins from her pocket and stuffing it into Shirou's hand, saying, "Brother, you might need this money if you go out."

Shirou took the bag, feeling a warmth in his heart. His resolve to protect the girls strengthened, and he said to them, "Thank you, I'll go now!"

"Yes! Keep it up! We're all waiting for you."

Shirou released the girls; there was no time to waste. He had been constantly looking ahead and behind, so every unexpected event caught him off guard. He was now practically powerless, as if he had reverted to his pre -Holy Grail War self.

But the more challenging the situation, the less we can afford to back down, because failing means certain defeat. Only by giving it our all can we have even the slightest chance of winning.

So this time, he had to escape the castle and head out to town to find a glimmer of hope. But to break Roswaal's curse, he had to find the only girl who wasn't related to Roswaal by blood.

Shirou ran westward, but no matter how fast he ran, he was no match for the non-human beings in this world.

Chapter 731 Awakened Shirou Teases a Girl and Flees

Shirou scaled the outer corridor of the castle and ran diagonally towards the garden, keeping a straight line and forcing his way through the flowerbeds. He knew he couldn't hide for long. The area was surrounded by Magic Circle set up by Roswaal, and once he touched them, he would be exposed to him.

Hidden behind the scenes, Roswaal sensed something through the Magic Circle he had set up and spoke telepathically to the two maids who were working there, "Ram! Rem! It seems my lovely heir isn't used to living here and wants to leave! He's trying to escape to the west!"

"You should have just stayed here. What a foolish guest," Ram said coldly.

"Yes, if we want to escape, there's clearly no other way but to commit suicide and destroy our own soul," Rem said sadly, her brows lowered.

"Go after him! Bring him back to me!" Roswaal commanded.

"Yes, Lord Roswaal!" Ram dropped the cart, a murderous aura emanating from him, and replied expressionlessly.

"Can I smash your head off? If not, can I break your leg?" Rem pulled out a chain hammer from somewhere and said coldly.

"As long as he's not completely dead, I'll allow him to do whatever he wants," Roswaal agreed.

"Tsk..." Rem clicked her tongue.

"Rem, it's Lord Roswaal's order, so we have no choice but to obey! Let's go!" Ram said, patting her sister on the shoulder.

"Sister... I understand!!!" Rem threw her chain hammer, smashing it into the wall and breaking through it. She then chased after Shirou in a straight line.

Hearing a loud crash like a house being demolished, Shirou knew that the girls from the Oni Maid group had reacted and were about to give chase.

Shirou leaped across the lawn and landed on the outermost grassy area of the castle. He gasped for breath and ran desperately towards the wall. Alone and helpless, he could only rely on the black mist there, which held his memories from before his reincarnation.

Boom!!! The sound of the wall being demolished rang out several times, getting closer and closer. At this moment, Shirou was still a kilometer away from reaching the western outer wall.

A large hole was smashed in the wall of the corridor, and stones flew out. The blue-haired maid, with horns growing from her forehead and emitting a dazzling light, took a powerful step, causing the stone slabs to crack. She leaped high into the air, flipped over the flowerbed, and landed on the grass.

Shirou didn't dare waste a moment and ran outside without looking back.

The blue-haired girl Rem used the power of the Oni Tribe, leaping high into the air and landing on the grass like a missile, stirring up the green grass. She glared at Shirou, swung her chain hammer, and roared:

"What audacity! He actually abandoned his sister and ran away alone!"

"As long as I'm safe, they're safe, right?" Shirou seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, nimbly leaping to the side to dodge the incoming giant iron ball. After several brushes with death, his body's potential had finally been unlocked.

"Do you know the harm that doing this will cause to your sisters after you get caught?" Rem asked Shirou, pulling back the chain hammer that had missed its target.

Shirou answered as he ran, "That's why I ran for my life! And... Rem, to be honest, I have some feelings for you too, but it would be better if you didn't cling to me too much."

"... What!" Rem seemed stunned for a moment, then looked at Shirou angrily. It seemed she had been teased? Although she had become Roswaal's hired maid along with her sister, she had basically never interacted with boys her own age because of Roswaal's reclusive and eccentric nature. This was the first time in her life she had ever been so directly expressed with affection.

At that moment, an invisible killing intent flew in from the side.

Shirou rolled away, dodging the invisible, terrifying wind blade. A large section of the grass in front of him was cut off, leaving it flat as if a lawnmower had passed through.

At this moment, another maid Ram, also rushed over, running from the other side, trying to attack Shirou from both sides with her sister.

"Guest, please don't harass my innocent sister, okay? Do you want your legs cut off? Do you want your hands cut off? Or just surrender! That way you can avoid unnecessary pain."

"I really like Ram, who's cold on the outside but warm on the inside. My heart is pounding. So, amputation is out of the question. I've had enough." Shirou said, continuing to run forward, trying to keep as much distance as possible from the two dangerous demon maids.

"Stop spouting such ambiguous words!" Ram angrily unleashed a wind blade.

However, Shirou dodged both the chain hammer and the wind blade, gradually widening the distance between them. His previous deaths were not in vain.

"Rem!" Ram called out to her sister. As if by telepathy, without saying a word, the sisters' coordination was beyond the comprehension of others.

"I know!" Rem swung the hammer, wrapped it around her sister Ram's waist, and threw her forward.

Ram tumbled 720 degrees in the air before landing gracefully in front of Shirou, looking at Shirou and saying...

"I'll ask you one more time: surrender now and give up! Otherwise, you will suffer a terrible fate."