Dating Caster

The expensive luxury sedan finally came to a halt after leaving a long skid mark in the parking lot outside the amusement park. The door opened, and a woman with exquisite features, dressed in expensive furs, stepped out from the driver's seat. Looking at the bustling crowds within the amusement park, her eyes were filled with excitement and curiosity:

"There are so many people here, it must be really fun!"

"Irisviel, please, do try to remain calm."

Saber, still dressed in her black suit, stepped out from the passenger seat. Looking at the excited Irisviel, Saber's expression was one of helplessness; the King of Knights had yet to fully recover from the earlier joyride.

"Oh, come on, Saber, don't worry about that! We should take a good rest during the day."

Irisviel was right. Resting during the day was actually to prepare for the more intense slaughter at night. Besides, daytime was much more relaxed for Servants, and a crowded environment meant the surroundings were sufficiently safe.

Therefore, when Irisviel suggested going out, Saber had no objections.

"Well... alright then."

Saber nodded. In any case, with her by Irisviel's side, there was no fear of any accidents occurring.

"Yay, let's go, hurry!"

Irisviel suddenly tugged at Saber's sleeve, leading her toward the entrance of the amusement park.

Their figures gradually drifted away—

"Eh? We have to buy tickets?"

The silver-haired wife, stopped by the amusement park staff at the ticket gate, looked on with an innocent expression.

Once inside the amusement park, Shirou was like a colt let loose in a field. However, seemingly worried that Sakura, who was following him, might get lost, he held her hand and walked in front.

Wang Xiaoming and Medea followed behind; as long as the two children didn't leave their sight, there was nothing to worry about.

Though, with Medea around...

Wang Xiaoming felt his worry was somewhat redundant.

"Uncle! That—"

Shirou, who had already played quite a few attractions, suddenly led Sakura over to Wang Xiaoming's side and pointed at a dessert shop operating not far away.

"..."

Why do I have to foot the bill for this kid trying to impress a girl?

But seeing Shirou looking at him with such anticipation, and Sakura standing expressionless beside him, Wang Xiaoming eventually led Medea and the two children into the shop.

If you can't manage to bring Sakura home as your wife, I'll settle this debt with you properly when you grow up, kid!

After walking into the shop and finding a window seat to sit down with Medea, Wang Xiaoming watched the backs of Shirou and Sakura standing at the service counter to order, thinking "viciously" to himself.

"Why are you getting worked up over a child..."

Wang Xiaoming's expression was seen clearly by Medea at his side.

"Just messing around, don't always keep such a serious face."

Wang Xiaoming shrugged and replied.

The warm air from the dessert shop's heater made Wang Xiaoming squint his eyes comfortably, and Medea beside him did the same. The two rested while enjoying a rare moment of peace amidst the war.

Shirou, having finished ordering and returned, saw this scene and sat quietly with Sakura in the seats opposite Wang Xiaoming.

"Your orders—"

The atmosphere was broken as the waiter served the food. Looking at the variety of desserts in front of him, Wang Xiaoming glanced at Shirou in surprise.

This was clearly more than what two children could finish.

"After I finished ordering, Sakura suddenly reminded me that you and Teacher Medea hadn't ordered yet..."

Shirou, who was stuffing food into his mouth, decisively "betrayed" Sakura.

"Sakura is truly thoughtful."

Looking at Sakura, Wang Xiaoming praised her with a gentle tone, and the gaze Medea cast toward Sakura also softened significantly.

Under Wang Xiaoming's gaze, Sakura, feeling slightly uneasy, shook her head gently and whispered:

"It was only right..."

This was the first time in Wang Xiaoming's memory that Sakura had spoken. Although her tone was still somewhat hollow and stiff, however—

This was, at the very least, a good sign.

"Eh, are there really no seats left?"

A disappointed voice rang out from the entrance. The voice was slightly familiar, and Wang Xiaoming subconsciously glanced toward the shop door.

"I am terribly sorry, miss!"

The waitress was apologizing to the customer incessantly. There was no help for it; the pressure this customer in front of her was exerting was simply too great.

The expensive fur coat, the exquisite face, the noble temperament, combined with those eyes that seemed untouched by the world—was this really not a princess from some country out for a stroll?

"Irisviel, if it really isn't working out, let's just go to another shop."

Saber, standing to the side, also offered a word of persuasion.

"What a pity, I had really wanted to taste the desserts at this shop."

Irisviel's reluctant tone made the shop clerk feel as if they had committed an unforgivable sin.

"I am terribly sorry!"

"Um... excuse me, do you accept shared tables?"

A rather dejected voice drifted from inside the shop to the ears of the group at the entrance.

Saber and Irisviel followed the sound, and a man with decent enough features entered their line of sight.

"That is—"

However, Saber's focus was clearly different from Irisviel's. At first glance, she had already identified the Servant status of the blue-haired woman beside the man.

At such close range, Servants could absolutely not hide their presence from one another.

Saber instinctively stepped in front of Irisviel.

"Rest assured, we have no ill intent."

Using magecraft, the man's voice reached the ears of both Saber and Irisviel, though judging by the tone, he seemed even more dejected than before.

I didn't want to go looking for trouble either...

The man muttered to himself in his heart.

The man was naturally Wang Xiaoming. Seeing the Saber team about to leave, he had secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However—

Medea's behavior, which was clearly different from before, left Wang Xiaoming feeling helpless.

Hey, hey, you're going to bite the straw to pieces...

And thus, the scene that just occurred took place.

"You are the Caster pair that was hiding in the shadows the other day, aren't you?"

Once Saber and Irisviel walked closer, Medea's presence became even more obvious, and Saber naturally recognized her identity.

"That's right."

There was no need to hide such things, so Wang Xiaoming nodded in admission.

"We don't have any ill intent either, otherwise we wouldn't have gone out of our way to ask to share a table with you."

Seeing that Saber wanted to continue questioning him, Wang Xiaoming took the initiative to block her words.

"Besides, we have children with us."

Wang Xiaoming's words caused Irisviel and Saber to notice that, aside from the man and woman, there were two children at the table.

"How cute~"

Irisviel's gaze was instantly drawn to Sakura, who was eating quietly there; perhaps the similar age made her think of her own daughter.

"Are these both your children?"

Irisviel turned her head to ask Wang Xiaoming.

"Uh... yes." Wang Xiaoming replied, rubbing his nose.

After all—

A daughter-in-law counts as one's own child.

No problem there.

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Chapter 38. Medea's Strange Attribute

"Then thank you very much!"

The guileless Irisviel pulled Saber directly to the table and sat down.

"It's nothing..."

Although he had a general understanding of Irisviel's situation, memories and seeing it with his own eyes were two completely different things.

For someone so naturally airheaded to be walking outside, it was fortunate that Saber was following her.

"Then, I would like this, this, and oh, this one too!"

Looking at the menu the waiter had eagerly presented, Irisviel pointed at the food on it with great interest.

"What about you, Saber?"

Irisviel turned her gaze toward the blonde knight beside her, handing the menu in her hand over to her as she did so.

"The items on..."

After flipping through it roughly, Saber closed the menu and looked up at the waiter with a solemn expression, just like a warrior about to charge onto the battlefield:

"Could you bring one of everything?"

Clatter--

The sound of the ballpoint pen the waiter was using to take the order hitting the floor was exceptionally crisp.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the waiter and Wang Xiaoming, Saber's eyes held a hint of confusion and embarrassment. She did not understand why these two were reacting this way.

Although it was a dessert shop, they did have some daily snacks. But as for the portion sizes...

"Waiter, may I ask if you have things like buckets of fried chicken or pizza here?"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly asked the waiter at this moment.

"We do."

"Then please bring several servings of those as well."

Considering the possibility of infinite reordering, Wang Xiaoming felt that such a scene would be too painful to watch.

It was better to just order some of those larger-portioned meals for Saber directly.

And so--