Is This Really Not a Date?!

That afternoon, Rin's mood remained heavily affected by Shirou Emiya's father, leaving her in an extremely bad state. This time, Rimuru did not comfort her. Instead, with the breeze at his back, he sat alone on the school rooftop, enjoying the rare tranquility of the lunch break.

This war-torn Fuyuki City had somehow come to feel quite peaceful to him.

Even in reality, the turmoil he faced had been no less than it was now—and in the future, it would likely be even worse.

Though her mood continued to sink, Rin still maintained the mindset of a Master rather well. After inspecting the school, she made a fairly rational decision before heading to class: for the time being, they would not go looking for Caster's trouble. Their priority would be dealing with Red Fox, ensuring Rimuru's advantageous position in this war.

Though Saber was somewhat dissatisfied with this, she said nothing. After all, in this alliance, her Master was in an absolutely disadvantaged position.

The lock on the rooftop door clicked. Rimuru glanced back and saw Saber, dressed in a white school uniform with a small black dress over it. The clothes belonged to Rin Tohsaka, and the two were fairly similar in build. Worth mentioning was that this outfit, which seemed made for a proud young noblewoman, was one of the birthday gifts Kirei Kotomine gave Rin every year.

Rimuru could not imagine what Rin would look like in such an outfit, but...

"You actually suit it quite well, King of Knights."

Her noble golden hair was tied up behind her head. Already brimming with dignified grace, Saber now looked like a traditional English aristocratic girl. Such a sight was quite rare in the Far East.

Because she could not materialize, Saber's range of movement had remained limited until