Type-Moon Crown Master

"Oh, I know who you are... Sorry, sorry."

Seeing that Su Mo finally recognized her, Kiyohime was overjoyed and looked at him with anticipation.

"You're my mistress, Svetlana!"

"Slap!"

Kiyohime slapped Su Mo across the face, leaving him stunned and bewildered before he stomped off angrily.

Chapter 15: Yandere Miss

"Senpai, you're awake. How are you feeling? Are there any other discomforts?" Mash walked up and asked when she saw Su Mo wake up.

"I'm fine. That... how long did I sleep?"

"30 minutes. Do you want to rest a bit longer?"

"30 minutes?" Su Mo frowned slightly. No wonder he had only recovered about 20% of his magic power.

"I'm sorry... Senpai, I've caused you trouble again. If it weren't for me..." As Mash spoke, she suddenly began to sob quietly. If she had released her Noble Phantasm earlier, Dog Brother wouldn't have had to continuously train her with his Noble Phantasm, and Su Mo wouldn't have collapsed from depleted magic power.

Placing his hand on Mash's pink short hair and gently stroking it, Su Mo revealed a faint smile and said softly to Mash, "Mash, don't overthink it. You didn't do anything wrong, and this was my own choice. Besides, if Mash hadn't desperately protected me from Cú Chulainn's attacks, I probably would have died."

"Mmm... Senpai, you're still the same, so gentle." Mash wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, turning from crying to smiling, and nodded heavily.

After comforting his junior, Su Mo went to the classroom and removed a leg from one of the students' chairs. He then walked up to Kiyohime holding the stick.

Everyone would probably think Su Mo intended to slap Kiyohime back, right? In fact, that wasn't the case. How could he bear to hit Kiyohime?

"Reinforcement Magic!"

During the three days he spent in the Hall of Heroes, Su Mo, with nothing else to do, learned some basic magecraft from the Type-Moon world. Due to the short time, he didn't learn much, mastering only three spells.

Reinforcement Magic, Projection Magic, and Replacement Magic. Among them, Replacement Magic was more time-consuming but also the most powerful of the three.

Injecting some of his magic power into the slender stick, the next moment, the stick in Su Mo's hand became incredibly sharp!

Then, Su Mo looked at the stick, his brows furrowed into a knot. Finally, gritting his teeth, he cut a gash in his own hand!

"Damn it, that hurts like hell!" Dropping the stick, Su Mo immediately clutched his bleeding palm.

"Master, why are you doing this!" Kiyohime, startled by Su Mo's sudden self-harm, rushed forward to take his hand.

When she saw the wound from which Su Mo's blood was continuously flowing, her beautiful cheeks were filled with distress.

Taking a breath, Su Mo explained, "Servants can recover magic power by absorbing the Master's bodily fluids. The magic power contained in blood is purer!"

"The magic power I've recovered now isn't enough to support the upcoming battle between you and Caster. So, Kiyohime, drink this blood to store magic power and prepare for the upcoming battle."

Hearing Su Mo's explanation and learning that a Master's bodily fluids could also restore magic power to a Servant, a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed in Kiyohime's eyes.

"Does Master hate me now?" Kiyohime covered her face with her kimono sleeve and sobbed quietly.

"Ha... why would you think that?" Su Mo was a little flustered seeing Kiyohime suddenly start crying.

"If Master doesn't hate me, then why not use bodily fluids through kissing to restore my magic power, instead of resorting to this self-harm and having me drink Master's blood?" As she spoke, Kiyohime's face was filled with sadness, and her eyes were brimming with tears, as if she would burst into tears if Su Mo said yes.