Slurp~
Hm?
It felt like something was licking my face.?
Ugh.
Fujimaru Ritsuka woke up groggily.
"Ah, Senpai!"
Before he could make out what it was, he felt himself being hugged.
"Ma-Mash?"
He muttered blankly.
Then his pupils suddenly shrank.
He forcefully pushed Mash away, grabbed her shoulders, and stared at Mash's tearful face, overflowing with joy.
"It really is Mash."
After whispering to himself, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly pulled Mash back into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"Mash, Mash, tell me this isn't a dream."
His voice carried unbelievable delight, along with fear he could not conceal.
He was afraid that the Mash he was holding was not really Mash.
Because he knew. He had seen it with his own eyes: in the Temple of Time, Mash had stood before him, and then, within Goetia's Noble Phantasm...
He did not dare let go. He did not even dare open his eyes again.
"S-Senpai. You're holding me too tightly."
Mash's voice became somewhat strained, but it was undoubtedly still filled with joy.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was startled and quickly loosened his hold on Mash. After looking at her several more times, he confirmed that she really was Mash.
"Senpai. Mash Galahad has survived!" Mash did her best to put on a serious expression as she reported to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Yeah! That's wonderful!" Fujimaru Ritsuka held Mash's hand and nodded excitedly, then blinked. "But... what exactly happened?"
He did not really understand the situation yet.
"I don't really understand it either." Sitting beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash held his hand with one hand while her other rested obediently on her bent knee. "All I know is that when I came to, I saw that both you and Miss Lawrence had lost consciousness. The collapse behind us was about to reach us, so I