Get Up and Have a Midnight Snack!! / Shinji: I'm Heartbroken-How Come I Didn't Know?

"That's great! We'll get some free food."

"The banquet... is it served separately? If not, then we'll just be watching the king eat the whole time?"

Having been in the real world for a long time and knowing just how terrifying Wang Wei was, Lancelot expressed his concerns.

"It's okay, I'll put a spoonful of mashed potatoes in Wang San's mouth when she's full, so we can all have some food."

"Gawain, you truly live up to your reputation," Lancelot said admiringly. "Even your method of suicide is so novel."

"Huh? I don't want to go back to Hall of Heroes yet?" Gawain finally understood what this dead camel was talking about.

Cui Beisai patted Gawain on the shoulder and said in a concerned tone, "I think I know why Master called you a gorilla now. This level of intelligence is beyond human."

"What did you say!"

Enraged, Gawain laid the blankets down, and the three of them immediately fell into chaos.

Shinji's eyebrows twitched as he watched the three men making an increasingly messy office.

"You three! Get out of this office right now!"

Chapter 268 Get up and have a midnight snack!!

After spending a great deal of effort getting the three silly guys, who were running around like huskies, out of the office, Shinji plopped back down in his chair.

"Honestly, neither of them is easy to deal with."

Shinji sighed, rubbing his forehead, "I wonder if those three idiots can even make it in the idol world."

Idols are products of popularity. To become an excellent idol, you need more than just good Acting Skills. You also need to be proficient in singing, dancing, variety shows, etc. You can't say you're an expert in everything, but you should at least be at a passing grade in all of them.

Of course, these are Japan idols; the ones from the rabbit family are...

Shinji can understand those idols who rely solely on popularity, but compared to other entertainment markets, it seems utterly bizarre.

"Forget it, I'm not expecting to make money from idols there anyway."

Shinji yawned, stood up from his chair, and prepared to go home.

"Ophelia, let's leave work early today," Shinji said to his Little Secretary. "Red A is having a banquet tonight; we absolutely can't miss it."

However...

"Boss, have you forgotten something?"

Thump!

The Little Secretary slammed a stack of documents thicker than the Second Master's head onto the desk.

"This is..."

Shinji's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the thick stack of documents.

"The backlog of documents... Boss, you've been so busy filming movies and promoting Mission Impossible: Impossible lately, you haven't had time to deal with these."

"Leave it all to Sister Nannou..."

"Ms. Udagawa has done everything she could; this is for you."

Ophelia said with an undeniable smile, "It's rare to have you here today, boss, so please get everything sorted out quickly."

"So, the banquet tonight..."

The Little Secretary smiled sweetly, "A banquet? Boss, you're having trouble even having dinner, and you're thinking about a banquet?"

"What?! Do you really have to do this?!"

Shinji was met with his Little Secretary's close-up. "Boss, you can't leave until you've finished your work~"

"Ophelia, you devil, I don't remember raising you into a girl like this."

In response to Shinji, Ophelia handed him a stamp and a pen.

"..."

People are inherently lazy. Even though he knew these tasks definitely needed to be completed, Shinji still harbored a sliver of wishful thinking.

"If we only complete half of it..."

"Boss, don't worry about it. It all has to be finished today," Ophelia said, offering a half-hearted attempt at comfort. "Don't worry, no matter how late it gets, I'll stay with you."

"Thank you."

Although the words were very touching, Shinji couldn't feel happy just thinking that Ophelia's actions were tantamount to monitoring him and forcing him to work.

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In the end, Shinji was unable to attend his family's victory celebration.

Forget about having a big meal; by the time Second Master finally finished processing all the documents, it was already late at night.

Shinji didn't even eat dinner.

"Tsk, it's so late already, is this going to be a real-life version of 'Midnight Diner'?"

Shinji rubbed his rumbling stomach and complained.

"Boss, let me treat you to a late-night snack."

Ophelia rubbed her aching wrists and said to Shinji, "I'm really sorry to have kept you up so late."

"It's work, after all." Shinji waved his hand. "I'll treat you to something. After all, I'm the boss."

Although it was Ophelia who left it to him, Shinji, knowing he couldn't avoid these tasks, didn't harbor any resentment.

"Alright, let's go have a big meal."

Unfortunately, Shinji's plan to treat himself to a lavish late-night snack did not come to fruition.

Because he received a call from Mordred.

"Master, Master! Something terrible has happened!"

"On the other end of the phone, "Mordred called out urgently.

"What's wrong?"

Shinji frowned.

Why the rush? Has Magecraft broken into our house?

"Father is so hungry she can't sleep!"

What?

Mordred's answer almost made Shinji do the splits on the spot.

"Buy some snacks on your way home! Lancelot and his friends came over for dinner today, and everyone ate a little little."

Hearing Mordred's cheerful voice, Shinji's eyebrows twitched twice.

"Can't we just have Archer make a midnight snack?"

"Master, you're so silly. If we had ingredients at home for a midnight snack, why would I call you?"

"Yeah, I was an idiot."

Shinji sighed deeply, his expression constantly shifting.

Mordred made a lot of sense, but it still made Shinji very unhappy.

I was actually looked down upon for my intelligence by Mordred!

[Tch, if I have to bring snacks back at this hour, doesn't that mean I'll just have to grab something at the convenience store?]

Not wanting to neglect his stomach, Shinji wondered if he should just tell Mordred that he would be spending the night at the company.

Having probably anticipated Shinji's thoughts, Sakura grabbed the microphone and said directly, "Brother, don't try to get away with staying overnight at the company. I want a midnight snack too. The house was too noisy today; I need something sweet to help me sleep."

"Be careful of cavities and weight gain if you eat sweets this late."

"Brother, I'm Magecraft. Besides, you taught me the Magecraft for losing weight."

"..."

"Don't worry, you can get reimbursed for the snacks when you get back."

Is it really that I'm short of money for snacks?!

Shinji felt that Sakura had completely missed the point.

"Onii-chan?"

"Hiss--Yes, yes, yes! I understand, Matou Family's finance minister."

Shinji finally gave in to his sister's request. "I'll buy some late-night snacks. Remember to eat them and go to bed early."

"Master, I want instant noodles!"

Having probably heard Shinji agree, Artoria's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Knew."

Shinji sighed and hung up the phone. He said apologetically to his Little Secretary, "Sorry, I'll have to postpone your late-night snack."

Ophelia smiled understandingly and said, "It's alright, let's go to the convenience store."

Although it was a bit of a shame that I couldn't enjoy a late-night snack with Shinji, it was nice to go grocery shopping together.

Shinji, on the other hand, had absolutely no romantic intentions towards his Little Secretary.

Afraid of being urged by the women in his family, Shinji dragged Ophelia to the convenience store as quickly as possible, bought their purchases, and left immediately, without even getting involved in the late-night half-price bento battle.

Shinji's idea was simple: quickly deliver the items home, then have a late-night snack at home with Ophelia using the things he bought from the convenience store.

However, when Shinji returned home hungry, he found that the young ladies who claimed to be "too hungry to sleep" were fast asleep, hugging their pillows.

Seeing Sakura, Artoria, Mordred, and Medusa lying harmoniously on one bed, a picture of perfect yuri relations, Shinji started to feel a surge of anger.

You said you couldn't sleep without a late-night snack? How come you all fell asleep before I even got there?!

"Hey, Shinji, you've worked hard."

Red A, who could barely be considered a Servant with a conscience, took the bento Shinji had bought and explained, "They went to sleep not long after they finished their phone call with you... Are you hungry? I'll heat up your bento for you."

Noticing Shinji's strange expression Red A quickly grabbed his lunchbox and made a hasty retreat.

"Boss..."

Ophelia looked at Shinji with concern, fearing he might do something irrational.

"Heh~ These young ladies are really hard to please..."

Shinji remained remarkably calm. He slowly walked to the bedside, gently stroking Mordred's hair with his hand, a faint smile on his face, like a loving father looking at his sleeping daughter.

"I was sleeping perfectly fine—did you think I'd say that?! Get the hell up! Screw sleeping, get up and have some midnight snacks!!"

Shinji grinned maliciously and threw the snack bag directly at Mordred and the others' faces.

"Ah! Master, you have no sportsmanship! You actually launched a sneak attack!!"

Chapter 269 Shinji: I'm heartbroken? How come I didn't know?

Although he got his revenge on Mordred and the others, Shinji was still in a bad mood when he returned to the set the next day.

People often say that a person's mood is closely related to their meals, and this time, Second Master truly believed it.

When it comes to food, if you don't satisfy yourself, you'll really get angrier and angrier the more you think about it!

Shinji's terrible mood was palpable; anyone in the crew who wasn't a fool could tell that this old man was completely out of sorts.

However, Shinji's past prestige, no one dared to question him directly; they could only secretly gather together and speculate in private.

"Sigh~ It seems like you're in a really bad mood..."

Afu squeezed next to Joan of Arc and whispered.

The little cutie's face was flushed, as if she was imagining some strange scenario.

He turned his head away so Shinji wouldn't see his gloating smile, and flashed a row of white teeth at Joan of Arc.

"Speaking of which, didn't Master say he slacked off at the company yesterday? Why does he look so terrible? Did the negotiations not go well yesterday?"

Joan of Arc was clearly not as carefree as Afu; she sized up Shinji, whose face was ashen, and whispered her thoughts.