After breakfast, everyone in the Tohsaka household had their own business to attend to.
Aoi Zenjou needed to drive her daughters to school; Tokiomi Tohsaka stayed home, summarizing the changes to the Holy Grail War Rules and his experiences from participating, while also handling various reported matters concerning the family businesses; Samael, meanwhile, needed to go out on patrol and monitor the movements of the other Masters.
Two hours later, Mage's Church.
A certain unnamed blond handsome man, who should have been working and patrolling, lay sprawled across a pew inside the church like a salted fish. He swirled the wine in his hand, which represented the sacred blood of mankind during Mass, while glancing at the priest approaching in casual black clothes after removing his vestments.
The ancient serpent immediately rolled over and sat up, his face darkening as he rolled his eyes and snorted.
"Kirei, why the hell did you set me up?"
"A game should pursue fairness. I merely did my best to uphold the corresponding Rules."
Yet the priest showed no fear in the face of the demon's accusation and explained frankly.
"Since what Saber received was the latest Mapo Water, how could what you drank possibly have been ordinary yellow wine?"
"Then what if I'd chosen milk?"
Samael lowered his head to think for a moment, then glanced at the "fair" priest and asked faintly.
Kirei Kotomine corrected him seriously in a professional manner.
"It was Mapo Milk!"
"What's the difference between that and Mapo Water?"
"Triple the dosage, the ultimate enjoyment!"
"I fucking knew it!"
Samael's mouth twitched as he rolled his eyes furiously and complained.
Given that bastard's black-hearted nature, there was definitely something added to the milk, the thing best suited to neutralizing spice and protecting the stomach.
Sure enough, the milk