Problem Child from Honkai in Type-Moon

After hearing those three words, Fu Yuan's expression was a bit bewildered. He thought for a long time before he finally remembered that it was the currency on the system that caused him to transmigrate.

"This thing has other uses besides helping me get my memories back!"

Recalling the hundreds of millions of Destiny Points he had saved up, Fu Yuan felt like he had discovered a treasure trove.

After all, this system only had one function: collecting Destiny Points. Look, his status panel was like this.

Host: Fu Yuan

Destiny Points: 233,333,333

And that was it. He had nothing else!

He had figured out how to increase his Destiny Points all by himself.

Fu Yuan had once despaired of this system. If he hadn't had extraordinary talent, then none of this would have happened!

"Destiny is truly interesting." Su Mei had always been very curious about this system. After all, it was through these Destiny Points that Junior Disciple Brother had recovered his memories.

This kind of thing couldn't be burned by Uther Pendragon.

"Yes, this method was her idea. Then, amidst the chaotic fate, their memories became intertwined, and they haven't been good since."

"Also, don't overthink it. Currently, these are the only functions I've figured out."

Su Mei suddenly spoke, interrupting Fu Yuan's fantasy. Although seeing those hundreds of millions of Destiny Points made her feel a bit uncomfortable too!

Hearing this, Fu Yuan was a little disappointed, but that was it! After all, he didn't have much expectation for this useless system.

Even recovering his memories only used Destiny Points as a medium, without consuming any.

It could be said that these extra functions were developed by him and everyone else, and had nothing to do with the system!

After resolving this matter, Fu Yuan began to look downstairs with a headache, preparing to face reality. He couldn't possibly believe in "Escape is shameful but useful," could he!

"If 'Buy Gold and Give Purple' are still around, what else could they say? They should be laughing their heads off!"

Su Mei didn't pay attention to what those people below were thinking. In her opinion, they should be secretly delighted by such good fortune.

Fu Yuan was unusually silent for a long, long time before finally speaking his true feelings.

"Senior Sister, you're also qualified to be called Purple?"

"Ouch~ That hurts!"

The grand hall of Einsbern Castle was exceptionally quiet. This was because the few pieces of news brought by little Illya had delivered quite a shock to everyone present.

Especially the strange woman holding Saber!

"Kiritsugu, A Yuan isn't coming down yet. Maybe he's busy. I'll go call him!"

Irisviel couldn't hold back any longer and decided to go up and check.

Kiritsugu Emiya was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, and quickly stopped her.

"No need, Irisviel."

"Saber said she has an illness that will kill her if she goes out."

"So she needs to spend a mealtime to be cured."

Before he finished speaking, Kiritsugu burst into laughter without any regard for his image.

As if a switch had been flipped, the adults present all started laughing.

Only the two little ones were left with confused expressions.

Chapter 43: Lemon Head!

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a Heroic Spirit before!"

In the living room, Fu Yuan felt extremely uncomfortable under their gazes. He felt that these eyes were even more terrifying than the ones he had encountered on the street before.

"We... we've seen them, but..."

Kiritsugu Emiya carefully chose his words, trying his best to make the Saber opposite him more embarrassed.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Seeing Fu Yuan conjure a fiery red greatsword in his hand, Kiritsugu quickly tried to salvage the situation, although anyone could tell he was still smiling.

"You're still laughing!"

Fu Yuan's expression instantly collapsed. He silently switched the Heavenly Fire Self-Destruction in his hand to Unrivaled, then said with somewhat hollow, emotionless eyes.

"I've decided. I'll use this Yin-Yang Sword to turn disloyal Masters into Yin-Yang people!"

"Don't thank me, Irisviel. This is all I should do."

After a session of sorcery battles in the castle, Kiritsugu... did not end up becoming a Yin-Yang person after all.

Fu Yuan ate the food specially left for him at the dining table, pouting angrily, his cheeks puffed out, still not appeased.

If it weren't for this meal, Master would be a civil servant from an Eastern country from a long time ago!

Irisviel rested her hands on the table, propping her head up, and quietly watched A Yuan eat.

The atmosphere at the dining table was harmonious, as if it were meant to be.

So cute! I want to pinch her!

Just like a hamster!

Kiritsugu Emiya, who had been smiling at the scene, suddenly stopped. A sense of unease washed over him.

He took a sharp breath and decided to break the heartwarming atmosphere.

"Ahem! Uh, Saber, who... is that unfamiliar lady..."

As Kiritsugu Emiya spoke, Fu Yuan removed the suggestion magic he had cast on him.

The warm atmosphere vanished. Although Irisviel's eyes still sparkled with maternal affection, the unsettling feeling was gone.

The magic wasn't very advanced, nor was the technique particularly skilled, but in certain special circumstances, it was surprisingly effective.

Seeing Kiritsugu Emiya's bewildered expression, Fu Yuan felt as though the rest of his meal tasted even better.

Kariya Matou, standing nearby, suddenly understood when Fu Yuan removed the suggestion magic. No wonder I felt something was off!

Asagami Fujino watched their little battle of wits with a blank expression.

She recalled yesterday at the hospital, when they had enlightened her about the darkness of the mage world and the various wicked deeds of Magus. At the time, it had solidified her impression that no Magus was good.

They had succeeded in shattering Fujino's impression of Magus as lofty and cold. Ah, I don't think I'll ever believe anything they say again.

Asagami Fujino walked back to her room expressionlessly, preparing to delve into the magic she had just learned.

As Fu Yuan took his last bite, Kiritsugu Emiya, suppressing his embarrassment, rephrased his question.

The others present also perked up their ears; they were just as curious!

"Ever heard of 'buying gold and getting purple'?"

Everyone: "???"

Gacha games weren't popular yet, so the group clearly didn't understand what he meant.

"...My Senior Sister."

Seeing their reactions, Fu Yuan felt a touch of helplessness. How did those seniors who traveled to ancient times manage to live happily?

"Is that so."

Kariya Matou nodded as if he understood, though he still didn't grasp how Saber's Senior Sister had arrived.

"..."

Kiritsugu Emiya wanted to say "m2p" but felt it was impolite. What's the difference between saying that and not saying anything at all? And Kariya, why are you butting in!

I want to know if it's this thing! I want to know how she got here, what her abilities are, and what she can do, do you understand! Damn it!

Irisviel seemed to understand, yet not quite. However, she didn't overthink it like the other two and directly asked.

"How did A Yuan's Senior Sister get here?"

Fu Yuan was silent for a long time before finally answering, though he really didn't want to answer such a foolish question.

"I was the youngest when I became a disciple, so my Senior Sister joined before me."

"..."

Kiritsugu Emiya felt utterly speechless. Do you even need to say something like that!

Even Kariya Matou twitched his lips.

Irisviel nodded, looking a bit confused. Was that the question I was asking?

"Then, Saber, what's the principle behind your Senior Sister's appearance?"

Considering Fu Yuan's clear thought process, Kiritsugu Emiya finally chose his words carefully, though the question was still somewhat awkward.

"I don't know."

He wanted to know how Su Mei manifested herself too!

"...So, what can your Senior Sister do?"

For some reason, Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly felt a bit weary and decided to skip the pointless small talk and get straight to the point.

"...Probably, maybe, perhaps, she can only sleep holding me?"

Fu Yuan thought for a long time before giving a rather uncertain answer.

"..."

"Then why is your Senior Sister here now?"

Kiritsugu Emiya tried his best to suppress the urge to flip the table, consoling himself that his Senior Sister might be an intelligent player!

"To sleep holding me!"

Fu Yuan looked puzzled. Why is Master asking this question? Didn't I already say?

"..."

I'm speechless.

What kind of person is this?!

Kiritsugu Emiya was at a loss for words right now.

But there was one thing he could confirm: he really wanted to meet the person capable of training such a disciple. What kind of person are they?!

Can't you guys do anything normal?!

Kaineth and his group clearly had a purpose as they headed towards the civilian houses around the city, finally stopping in front of a house where chickens were kept.

Kaineth's expression was visibly displeased. He had never expected that the place serving as their base, and belonging to his own student, wouldn't even have a magic workshop.

There was nothing there except for some low-level warding magic.

This made him doubt his decision; he wondered if it was right or wrong to seek an alliance with this idiot.

As soon as he realized something was wrong with this rural ritual, Kaineth used his authority to access all the data concerning the Holy Grail War.

Then his mind completely shattered!

What in the world was all this?! The legendary Third Magic! The witness of the Second Magic's wielder! And the strong supervision of the Church!

And the participants weren't simple either! The Einzbern family, famous throughout the mage world; the family of the "Justice Enforcer" who had been all the rage 200 years ago; even the most ordinary Tohsaka family had an unclear relationship with the Church.

Although Kaineth still believed his magical talent was supreme, he decided to find an ally.

After all, he was afraid the other party wouldn't play by the rules.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but none made him feel the slightest bit of apprehension. After all, for this war, he had made an exception and used technology, which was also the reason he could quickly find the whereabouts of this rebellious disciple.

Diarmuid, with great foresight, knocked on the door first, as he didn't feel anything negative about it.

After a while, the door was opened by an old woman. She looked at the group in front of her, who were clearly not ordinary people, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"