Chapter 716

Shirou shut his mouth.

Liddell rushed to him, her expression excited. "Did I hear that right? Was that not an illusion?"

"No, you must have misheard... I didn't say anything like that..."

"I heard it! There's no mistake about this! Shirou definitely said he's a fan of mine!!"

She gripped Shirou's collar tightly, her moist eyes casting an extremely earnest gaze upon him.

That sincere, yearning-for-approval look in their eyes is simply irresistible.

Shirou surrendered and admitted his mistake.

"Um... I said so."

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah!" Liddell let out a cheer that idols shouldn't have.

As she wiped away her tears, a bright, innocent smile bloomed on her face.

That was a smile that only a special person could see—the true face of the witch Liddell. Shirou etched that smile into his eyes.

"Nailed it."

Liddell closed her phone.

She had just contacted Achelot's men, ordering them to apprehend the suspects who planned tonight's attack and to send people to the restaurant to handle the aftermath.

"Let's go back to the apartment, Shirou- sama."

Liddell firmly took the boy's arm.

Shirou was unable to resist and could only be dragged away by her.

Hehe~

"You seem to be in a good mood, Miss Liddell."

"Hehe, of course."

The pink-haired witch pressed her face against Shirou's arm and said happily:

"Because tonight, I will be offering my precious membrane, which I have treasured for 32 years, to you, Shirou?"

What is a membrane?

Shirou rolled his eyes: The diaphragm? Why would I have to go and poke that thing?

Wouldn't it be terrible for an idol singer to lose that?

Volume 9: 438 Permanent Residents of Room ○ in the Western-Style Mansion +1

Shirou once heard a saying that the female characters the game protagonist sees when he opens his eyes should at least be among the top three heroines.

For example, at his home in Fuyuki City, Shirou would often wake up to find Sakura Matou wearing Homonculus's uniform. "Seriously, senpai, you're asleep in the warehouse again."

That was the happiest morning, but now—

Good morning, Shirou- sama... You're up so early again~

World-class idol singer May Liddell Achelot lies half-naked on the pillow, revealing a seductive and ambiguous smile.

She was wearing a matching set of underwear.

The color scheme is a mature style with a black base and pink lace trim; there is no other fabric used.

Although she doesn't follow a sexy image as an idol, her figure is indeed very good.

With a slender waist that could be encircled by one hand, and fair, long hands and feet, she was as alluring as a fairy from a fairy tale.

Despite her slender figure, her breasts and hips are remarkably well-endowed, and her curvaceous body perfectly showcases the genetic characteristics of Caucasian women.

If she were to release a swimsuit or lingerie photobook, it would likely break existing sales records for idol photobooks.

Liddell chuckled mischievously, "Seriously, Shirou, staring at people like that first thing in the morning..."

Don't worry, this is a body only for you to enjoy; there won't be any lingerie photoshoots.

"That's not true! Why are you here?! And don't try to read my mind with those 'Fae Eyes'!"

This is my room.

"Oh right, wait... why am I in your bed?!"

Shirou clearly remembered that he had fallen asleep on the sofa in his apartment last night, just like always.

But for some reason, when I woke up, I found myself in Liddell's boudoir.

The pink-haired witch smiled and said, "Shirou is my beloved lover. Isn't it strange that you're sleeping on the sofa? I'm the one who moved you into this room."

Shirou retorted, "I don't remember when I became your lover."

"Hoo hoo hoo... Shirou- sama, you're joking. You were so eager for me last night...?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shirou abruptly threw off the covers and then breathed a sigh of relief.

I was wearing my underwear properly, and the sheets were very clean with no stains.

"I bled when I was a child because I was riding my bicycle, so I didn't have any evidence."

"Don't tell such an obvious lie."

Shirou felt exhausted and propped himself up on the bed.

"By the way, Lord Shirou... may I make a request?"

Liddell pressed closer, refusing to give up.

Slightly cool skin pressed against Shirou's arm.

"No."

"I haven't said anything yet!?"

Liddell pouted, looking aggrieved. "I always feel like Shirou- sama is particularly cold towards me, but that's good, that's good..."

Although she acts particularly aloof, she's actually already captivated by my charm; it's precisely this contrast that's so appealing.

"Think whatever you want," Shirou said, giving up.

"Today's schedule is to attend my formal coronation ceremony as Lord Achelot."

"Ah, speaking of which..."

Shirou suddenly remembered that today was Monday, the day the Clock Tower officially announced Liddell's succession to the Lord.

"Because it's an important day, I'm a little nervous..."

"If Shirou could give me some reward, I'd be very motivated during the day."

Since it's a once-in-a-lifetime event, there's nothing we can do about it.

Shirou sighed. "What reward do you want?"

"Hehe, Shirou- sama still loves to tease people. Didn't you know that if I didn't make it clear?"

As she said this, she closed her eyes and pouted in front of Shirou.

"..."

Shirou hesitated for a moment, then said, "Today only."

"Mmm, mmm~~"

Liddell kept her eyes closed, maintaining the pose of pouting her lips.

Shirou had no choice but to lower his head.

A gentle touch of lips to lips.

Just as Shirou was about to separate, Liddell moved her lips and voluntarily stuck out her tongue.

"!"

Shirou decisively pushed her away.

"I'm going to take a shower... I'll be escorting you to the Clock Tower for the ceremony later, won't I?"

Shirou made up a random excuse and left his idol's room.

After taking a shower, when I returned to the front hall, Liddell was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

"Liddell, where are my change of clothes... What's with that outfit of yours?" Shirou frowned.

"Shouldn't a newlywed wife dress like this?"

Liddell said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and then spun around in place.

She was still wearing the same black and pink underwear I'd seen her in that morning, only now she had an apron over it.

This is what is known as a nude apron.

I don't know why, but it actually looks even more astringent.

From the front, because the bra is covered, it appears as if she is not wearing anything at all.

From behind, her smooth, bare back and full, pert buttocks became even more alluring.

"Shirou, breakfast is ready. Please come and have your meal."

The nude apron didn't last long; Liddell took it off, reverting to her underwear-only attire.

"Liddell, where are my change of clothes?"

Shirou had prepared several sets of clothes for this request, but he couldn't find them after searching the bathroom for a long time.

"I threw them all away last night," Liddell said.

"Huh?" Shirou wondered if he had misheard.

Liddell declared matter-of-factly, "Because I wanted to experience 'a newlywed couple's morning in only underwear,' I threw away all of Shirou- sama's spare clothes last night."

Are you out of your mind?!

Shirou couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses.

No morning has ever been as tiring as today. Shirou rubbed his forehead and sat back down at the dining table.

So, dressed in light Liddell, the two began to eat breakfast facing each other.

The breakfast was just so-so.

It's easy to understand that Liddell, having been pampered since childhood, has no habit of cooking.

She simply wanted to experience what it's like to be a newlywed wife, which is why she chose to cook herself.

While discussing the day's itinerary with Liddell, Shirou glanced at the pair of snow-white breasts in front of him out of the corner of his eye, hastily swallowing his bland breakfast.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Shirou got up from the dining table.

We can't exactly let Liddell, dressed like that, open the door. Besides, there was an attack once before, and ever since then, Shirou has been the one to open the door.

"They've arrived."

Shirou strode over and opened the door.

The person who appeared outside the door was someone he never expected.

"Shirou...?"

Liddell's childhood friend and Shirou's lover, the girl Arisu Kyōnoji.

"Uh... Miss Arisu, what brings you here?"

"Shirou, why are you dressed like that?"

The witch's eyes widened.

Arisu knew, of course, that Shirou had been living with Liddell and was responsible for her safety, but she could never have imagined that Shirou would be wearing only his underwear at Liddell's house.

Even in the Arisu mansion of Arisu, Shirou would pay great attention to his image and dress properly.

Shirou quickly explained, "Well... there's a reason for that..."