Chapter 570

"Ah... Sakura? Yes, it's me, I'm here."

She stammered as she peeked her head out from behind the curtain.

"Wait...!"

Because the locker room was simply too small.

Because Rider's physique is too slender.

So, when one person poked their head out, the other person was pinned against the wall.

Her peach-shaped buttocks, encased in lace, pressed heavily against Shirou.

Standing outside the dressing room Sakura Matou asked, "Rider, have you chosen your underwear? I want to see! Can I come in?"

"Not now!"

Rider shouted instinctively.

She realized her reaction was too strong as soon as the words left her mouth, and quickly shut it.

Sakura Matou tilted her head in confusion. "Not now...?"

Rider explained, maintaining a posture where only his neck and above were exposed, with his half-naked body covered by the curtain.

"Sakura... that's not what I meant. I meant..."

"Not now, I'm a little shy... I'll wear it for you when we get back."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll look forward to it! Hehe."

Seeing Sakura Matou's unwavering smile, Rider felt a deep pang of heartache...

"Shirou... we can't lie to Sakura... let's be honest..."

"Don't do anything stupid, Rider! If she finds out, we're dead!"

Shirou tried his best to stop him.

Rider had no idea how terrifying an enraged Sakura Matou could be, which is why he could say such nonchalant things.

"..."

Rider ultimately gave up on confessing to Sakura Matou.

Speaking of which, something's been coming from behind... wait, what's going on?

Rider suddenly understood what it was.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she was furious.

"Shirou! Don't do this in front of Sakura!"

She was anxious, Shirou was even more anxious than she was.

"This isn't something I can control! Who told you to have such a big butt! Stop squeezing! Stop rubbing around!"

"Ugh... I'm so sorry I'm a woman who's big in every way!"

Rider gritted his teeth and decided to get revenge on Shirou —so he pushed back with all his might.

"Ugh!"

"What's wrong, Rider? Are you alright?" Sakura Matou asked worriedly.

"Ah, um... I'm fine, Sakura." Rider forced an awkward smile.

"It's good that you're alright. By the way, have you seen your senior?"

Rider shook his head. "Shirou...? I didn't see him. Did he take the opportunity to escape?"

Upon hearing this, Sakura Matou pinched her chin and muttered to herself, "That's strange..."

She just asked the shop assistant and was told that the red-haired boy was with Rider.

Volume 8: Chapter 360 High Jump, here we come!

In the dressing room of the lingerie store, Rider, half-naked, maintained her position against Shirou while peeking her head out from behind the curtain.

"Um, Sakura... why don't you want to go ask at the counter?"

Sakura Matou nodded and said, "Yeah, that's true."

Rider, come find me after you've chosen your lingerie.

"Okay, sure... phew"

Rider breathed a sigh of relief and drew the curtains back shut.

As he heard Sakura's footsteps fading into the distance, Shirou breathed a sigh of relief.

If someone finds out I'm in here, then no matter how innocent I am, I won't be able to explain myself.

I'm going out now.

I can't stand being in this place for even a second longer!

"Wait—if we go out now, Sakura will become suspicious."

As Rider spoke, he grasped the wrist of the boy who was about to leave.

"No, it's dangerous to stay here."

Shirou's attitude was resolute.

Even disregarding the risk of Sakura turning back, being in a cramped space of less than one square meter with Rider, who's only wearing lace lingerie, and having to wait for her to try on lingerie piece by piece...

Shirou was really worried that he might accidentally fire.

"But Shirou said he'd help me check out the underwear. Giving up halfway through like this... isn't that a bad idea?"

Rider gazed at the boy with her eyes, which were like purple gemstones.

As she said this, she grabbed Shirou's hand and began to slide it up his arm.

The movement was like a snake slowly coiling around its prey—graceful, alluring, and dangerous.

"I'm not very good at judging lingerie, and the only person I can ask is Shirou. Luckily, Shirou is here."

"But..."

"Don't worry, Shirou, I definitely won't let you feel like you've been taken advantage of...?"

Rider stroked his cheek and said.

Shirou: "Sakura can't find out."

"Hehe."

Rider smiled alluringly and agreed.

"Yes, I'll keep it a secret from Sakura."

After that, Shirou and Rider remained in the dressing room until she had changed into all five outfits she had brought in.

Fortunately Shirou has plenty of experience with women.

If it were him eight years ago...

After seeing Rider's sexy lingerie poses, I'm afraid I'll never be able to muster that kind of interest in other women again.

Her lingerie pose is so lethal; it can easily melt the brain of a healthy man.

Ultimately, Rider listened to Shirou's advice and chose three out of the five sets.

Rider, after leaving the locker room, reverted to his usual indifferent expression.

"Shirou, don't give yourself away in front of Sakura later."

"It's not your place to say that. You are the one who should be speaking, so don't reveal any flaws."

Shirou had already come up with an excuse; he would tell Sakura that he had gone to the restroom in the mall.

"Thank you for helping me choose underwear, Shirou."

Rider suddenly spoke, in a very gentle tone.

"Um... it's nothing."

Shirou Instinct that she was deliberately teasing him today, so being thanked so sincerely made him feel a little embarrassed.

"If you're truly grateful, then don't tease me again next time."

Shirou grumbled in dissatisfaction and walked towards Sakura Matou and Tiamat, who were waiting for him at the counter.

Am I not going to tease you?

... That won't do.

Watching the red-haired boy's retreating figure, Rider smiled happily.

Medusa was a monster who killed countless humans and brought them immense suffering.

He shouldn't live.

They shouldn't grow up.

Only in this way can it be good for everyone.

Medusa always believed this.

However, someone said to her, who had already decided to die and perish together with the demon god and goddess:

I won't let you die easily.

I will take responsibility to protect you as you grow up.

Shirou, the one who made me into this state is none other than you.

So--

In the future, will I also use my methods to win back your heart?

Bazett Fraga Macremis hasn't been able to get a good night's sleep in the past few days.

Even after using sleep- Suggestion Magic before bed, I still feel sleepy once I close my eyes.

To have such dreams.

I really can't laugh.

A woman who has lived past 20 years old and still has no experience with the opposite sex and knows nothing about the pleasures of men.

Bazett, who felt she would never have a relationship with a man in her life, dreamed of the same man for three consecutive nights.

By the same man--

Shirou Amamiya is 5 years younger than him.

In his dream, Bazett repeatedly...

At first, she resisted a little, but she quickly became immersed in it.

Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly.

"Hmm..."

In the dream, Bazett mustered his courage to avoid succumbing to the overwhelming fear in his heart.

He was looked down at from above by a boy who was younger than him.

This body, once indifferent to men, is now burning with excessive anticipation and joy.

Bazett Fraga MacRemys looked up at the red-haired boy with teary eyes.

"Please... cherish me, Shirou."

When she woke up, the red-haired boy was not there; the room was empty.

As for Bazett, he could only go to the washroom to wash his underwear with a flushed face.

Why is this happening?

Out of pride and shame, Bazett first ruled out the possibility that he was "too sexually frustrated."