Dating Caster

Even with a slight distance between them, Wang Xiaoming could still smell the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from Medea.

Looking into Medea's eyes, which were as clear as the sky, the urge Wang Xiaoming originally had to tease her suddenly faded away:

"You are very beautiful."

That was what he thought in his heart, and as he gazed into Medea's eyes, Wang Xiaoming said it naturally.

Seeming not to expect Wang Xiaoming to be so "straightforward," the mischievous glint that occasionally flashed in Medea's eyes turned into surprise, but then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Watching Medea's sudden change in expression, Wang Xiaoming felt a bit bewildered.

"Are you not coming? Or do you intend to spend the whole morning just standing here in a daze?"

Medea turned and began to walk away first, though her voice sounded as if she were in a very good mood. The Age of Gods caster waved her hand, and the caster's robe she had been wearing transformed into the blue dress she had purchased earlier, fully revealing the perfect figure of the Witch from mythology.

"Oh, oh, coming." Wang Xiaoming replied repeatedly, then hurried to catch up.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned by the scene before him and quickly followed after her. However, as he walked beside Medea, he did not notice that the pointed ears of the Witch, who always wore a calm smile, were slightly flushed...

Three days had passed since the opening battle of the Holy Grail War. During these three days, although there had been constant skirmishes of varying sizes, not a single Servant had truly been eliminated.

Wang Xiaoming was naturally happy to see the current direction of the war, as everything was developing in a way that favored his side. But others—

Even Kayneth was becoming restless, seemingly eager to see the results.

Not to mention the other participating parties.

The upcoming battles would surely intensify, which also signaled that—

The Holy Grail War was about to enter its white-hot stage!

I suppose this is one of the few moments of leisure I'll have, Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, looking up at the sky while it was still early. This was the reason why Wang Xiaoming had decided to bring Medea out with him this time.

"What are you thinking about?"

Medea's voice came from the side, interrupting Wang Xiaoming's train of thought.

"Uh, sorry."

Looking at Medea's half-smiling expression, Wang Xiaoming rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"When out for a stroll with a lady, zoning out is not something a gentleman should do."

There seemed to be a hidden meaning in Medea's words.

Wang Xiaoming bowed slightly, playing along with Medea:

"My deepest apologies, beautiful lady."

On the bustling streets of Fuyuki, the two of them looked like actors in a play, drawing the gazes of passersby.

However, the attention of the crowd did not affect Medea and Wang Xiaoming; their conversation continued as if no one else were around.

"If you would allow it, as compensation, please let me continue to accompany you for the rest of the journey."

Wang Xiaoming's words made Medea slightly surprised.

"Mommy, that big sister is so pretty~"

A voice from nearby suddenly interrupted the atmosphere between them. A little girl was pulling on her mother's hand and pointing at the two of them with her other finger.

"It's just that the big brother next to her isn't very handsome."

The little girl pouted, looking at Wang Xiaoming standing with Medea, her eyes seemingly dissatisfied, as if his presence ruined the perfection of a painting.

The little girl's words made her mother feel a bit awkward, and she offered an apologetic smile to both Wang Xiaoming and Medea.

Medea looked at Wang Xiaoming, who wore a dumbfounded expression after being stung by the little girl's unintentional remark, and smiled. She then walked over to the little girl and crouched down halfway.

Looking directly into the little girl's innocent eyes, Medea revealed a look of reminiscence:

"When I grow up, I must marry a handsome and dashing great hero!"

The young girl had said these words to her father beside her, her eyes full of longing as she gazed at the distant sky.

"Silly child, I would rather you find an honest man to marry and live a peaceful life."

Her father stroked the girl's long hair, his tone somewhat helpless.

"No, no~ I must find someone I like!"

Hearing her father's words, the girl acted spoiled in her father's arms, refusing to give in.

"Alright, alright, when the time comes, your father will surely find a good match for you!"

The father, wearing a crown, looked at his daughter acting spoiled in his arms, his eyes full of doting affection.

Father...

"Big sister?"

Seeing Medea, who had remained silent in front of her, the little girl tilted her head and asked with some confusion.

The girl's voice brought Medea back to reality. Looking at the little girl in front of her, Medea smiled slightly:

"When you grow up, make sure you don't get tricked by those boys with their flowery words."

Medea whispered something into the little girl's ear, then reached out to stroke her hair, walking over to Wang Xiaoming while the girl looked on with a bewildered expression.

"What did you tell that girl?"

Wang Xiaoming asked, his curiosity piqued.

The answer Medea whispered into Wang Xiaoming's ear made him roll his eyes in spite of himself.

"It's a secret~"

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's frustrated look, Medea smiled and gave him a gentle push from behind.

"Alright, Mr. Gentleman, we still have plenty of places to visit~"

Wang Xiaoming was somewhat surprised by Medea's change in demeanor. Still, it was ultimately a turn for the better.

He wondered if Shirou would be happy to hear about this; after all, Medea was quite strict as a teacher when it came to the path of magecraft.

Come to think of it, he had no idea what Shirou was doing right now.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered the two little ones back home.

Matou Residence

Perhaps because they were the same age or for some other reason, Kariya was pleasantly surprised to find that Sakura and Shirou got along unexpectedly well. The once hollow and lifeless eyes of Sakura would occasionally flicker with the unique spark of a child.

Because of this, Kariya felt at ease letting the two children play in the living room while he busied himself in the kitchen.

Shirou, who was in the middle of performing a magic trick he had just learned for Sakura, suddenly looked up at the clock, then pulled Sakura over to the kitchen doorway. Looking at Kariya's busy back, Shirou asked:

"Uncle Kariya, why hasn't that big guy come back yet?"

Kariya, wearing an apron and battling with the ingredients on the stove, turned his head to see the two children standing at the kitchen door and answered casually:

"Those two went on a date; they probably won't be back until tonight, so we don't need to wait for them."

Upon hearing Kariya's reply, Shirou nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, time to eat."

Looking at the fairly sumptuous dishes on the stove, Kariya nodded to himself; this was, after all, his peak performance.

"Huh?"

Kariya watched in surprise as the two little ones beside him struggled to pick up the dishes from the stove and wobbled their way over to the dining table.

And just like that, the lunch hour for one nanny-dad and two toddlers began.

On the shopping street, Wang Xiaoming looked at Medea, who was still quite interested in browsing after such a long time, and felt a bit helpless. You could at least buy something...

They had been walking for so long and she was still empty-handed, which made the reporter, who had wanted to show off after receiving his bonus, feel rather awkward. Since that was the case, he would have to resort to a culinary offensive.

"How about we go grab something to eat first?"

"Mm."

Glancing at the sky, Medea didn't understand what Wang Xiaoming was up to, but it was indeed time for a meal.

"We're going to..."

As he watched Wang Xiaoming lead the way into an increasingly secluded area, Medea's unspoken doubts vanished the moment she caught a whiff of a delicious aroma.

As the door was pushed open, the owner's hearty voice reached their ears:

"Welcome!"

Chapter Recommendation: Eastern Redemption: The Endless Tomorrow

Author: Uncle Jiedao (To me, this is youth.)

Serious writing style, a breath of fresh air on Wuke.

Synopsis: I have nothing left...

Yet I still cannot find release...

Only a heart full of hatred and rage remains...

Then... let me embrace the spiral of contradiction until I am destroyed...

--Neo Averlux (Touhou Project work)

A bit late, sorry~

Chapter 47. "Date" (Part 2)

"Welcome!"

A hearty voice reached the ears of Wang Xiaoming and Medea the moment he pushed open the door. Then, upon seeing who had arrived, the owner of the shop, Mr. Ba, rose from behind the counter in pleasant surprise.

"Yo, kid Ming!"

[Red China Banquet Hall: Taishan]

This was the first restaurant Wang Xiaoming had walked into when he first arrived in Fuyuki, and the taste of the mapo tofu there was something he still couldn't forget. Furthermore, Mr. Ba's identity as a fellow Chinese made Wang Xiaoming feel quite a sense of kinship.

"Boss, long time no see."

"Why are you only showing up now, kid? I thought you'd already left Fuyuki."

Mr. Ba walked out from behind the counter and approached Wang Xiaoming, landing a punch on his chest that felt half-complaint and half-joke.

"Things have been pretty busy these past few days, so I only just managed to carve out some time to come by."

Looking at Mr. Ba, who remained exactly as he had been a few days ago, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but feel a sense of daze; it turned out that time wasn't the only thing that could make people and places feel like a distant memory...

"And who is this?"

Only then did Mr. Ba notice Medea standing behind Wang Xiaoming. Seeing her near-perfect features, his eyes revealed a flash of astonishment. However, his wealth of life experience allowed him to quickly regain his composure, and he secretly gave Wang Xiaoming a thumbs-up in a blind spot where Medea couldn't see.

"This is a friend of mine..."

Seeing Mr. Ba's gesture, Wang Xiaoming explained helplessly.

"I get it! I understand better than you do!"

Patting Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder, Mr. Ba greeted Medea:

"Hello there, young lady. Since you're a friend of this kid Ming, don't stand on ceremony! Just take a seat anywhere!"

"Mm, thank you."

Although she didn't know what kind of relationship this boss had with Wang Xiaoming, seeing how close the two were, Medea didn't bother to ask. Besides—

The lingering aroma she had smelled outside the shop became even more pronounced once they stepped inside. This only made Medea more curious about the dishes served at this establishment.

"Boss, let's get some food on the table first..."

Wang Xiaoming felt that if he didn't distract Mr. Ba now, the man would likely say something earth-shattering or world-defying in a moment.

That would be incredibly awkward.

"Alright, you two go find a seat first."