Treating Mash Kyrielight

After Higashino Makoto finished dealing with the matters of the small world, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already persuaded Ereshkigal and Quetzalcoatl and obtained the Holy Grail.

"It's so slow, Higashino- kun."

"I have something to take care of. Have you finished dealing with it?"

"Of course! Divine Capital Ereshkigal and Kukulkan have been convinced, and—ta-da!"

She took out two Holy Grail from beside her, held them up in front of Higashino Makoto, and her face was full of pride.

"Gilgamesh gave me one, and I also received Goetia's one from Kingu. What a bountiful harvest!"

"Hmm, well done."

As he spoke, he ruffled her hair with his hand.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood beside Gilgamesh's throne, holding two Holy Grail in her hands, with an expression that seemed to say, "Praise me!"

The Holy Grail gleamed golden in the sunlight, and her eyes seemed to glow as well.

Higashino Makoto looked at her, reached out, and ruffled her hair.

The orange strands of hair brushed against his fingers, soft and smooth.

"Hmm, well done."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's lips curled into a grin.

"Hey-hey."

She smiled.

He looks silly and doesn't have the demeanor one would expect from humanity's last Master.

Utaha stood behind Higashino Makoto, looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka's silly grinning face, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Higashino- kun, you're treating her like a child."

She's just a child.

I'm nineteen!

Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped smiling, put her hands on her hips, and straightened her chest.

"You're an adult now."

Higashino Makoto glanced at her chest.

He was indeed an adult, but he didn't admit it; instead, he made sarcastic remarks.

"I can't tell."

"You--!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face turned bright red.

She wanted to say something, but Mash Kyrielight walked over from the side and tugged at her sleeve.

"Senior, it's time for us to return to Chaldea."

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath, glared at Higashino Makoto, then turned around, took Mash Kyrielight's hand, and walked forward.

"Let's go back."

Mash Kyrielight stumbled slightly as she was pulled along, but followed.

Higashino Makoto watched their retreating figures.

"Utaha, you're gone."

"Yes."

The two followed behind, their footsteps echoing down the corridor.

Chaldea.

Higashino Makoto stepped out of the spirit transfer device and onto the metal floor.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, mixed with the faint hum of some electronic device running.

The corridor was long, with white walls on both sides and light tubes arranged in neat lines on the ceiling, emitting a cool white light.

The Chaldea technicians stood on either side of the corridor, watching the white-haired man emerge from the device. No one spoke. All eyes were on him.

Rome Archman stood at the front, holding a tablet computer, his fingers flying across the screen. His eyes were fixed on the data on the screen, and his mouth was slightly open.

"Spiritual origin reaction is stable, magic fluctuations are normal, and spatial stability is good."

He looked up at Higashino Makoto.

"Mr. Higashino, welcome to Chaldea."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Higashino Makoto stepped out of the device, with Utaha following behind him.

Leonardo da Vinci stood behind Rome, arms crossed. Her eyes swept over Higashino Makoto before settling on Utaha behind him.

"Come to think of it, we didn't really greet each other properly beforehand. And who is this?"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, my secretary."

Utaha bowed slightly.

Please give me your guidance.

Leonardo da Vinci nodded slightly and did not ask any further questions.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped out of the device and dusted herself off.

Mash Kyrielight followed behind her, her shield slung across her back.

"Doctor, Mash Kyrielight's body..."

Rome's finger paused on the screen for a moment. He looked up, glancing at Mash Kyrielight, then at Higashino Makoto, appearing somewhat agitated.

"Mr. Higashino, you said you could cure Mash Kyrielight."

"Right."

"Do you need any equipment? I can help you prepare it?"

"Unnecessary."

Higashino Makoto walked up to Mash Kyrielight looked up at him with her purple eyes.

Her lips were slightly pursed, and her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt somewhat awkwardly.

Give me your hand.

Mash Kyrielight reached out her hand, which was trembling slightly.

Her hands were cool, with distinct knuckles and neatly trimmed nails; they were beautiful hands.

He channeled his consciousness into his body, mobilizing the power of the Seed of the World Tree.

Emerald green light emanated from his palm, enveloping Mash Kyrielight's body.

The light seeped into her skin, into her muscles, into her bones, into every cell of her body.

Those chaotic genes, those chromosomes on the verge of collapse, those shackles designed to last only eighteen years, were untied, repaired, and rewoven one by one in the emerald green light.

Mash Kyrielight's body trembled violently.

Her fingers tightened, gripping Higashino Makoto's hand.

Her fingernails were almost digging into his skin, but she didn't realize it.

Her eyes were wide open, the emerald green light reflected in her pupils.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others stood aside, watching his actions nervously.

Not long after, Higashino Makoto released his grip and said to the people around him.

"That's fine."

"Mash Kyrielight..."

Mash Kyrielight turned her head and looked at her.

"Senior, I..."

Her voice trembled.

I feel...

What do you feel?

"I feel my body getting lighter."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's tears fell as she stood there, looking at Mash Kyrielight, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Higashino Makoto withdrew his hand, and the emerald green light dissipated from his palm.

Mash Kyrielight lowered her head, looked at her own hands, and gently clenched her fist. An unprecedented sense of ease welled up in her heart.

"Mr. Higashino."

"Um."

My body...

"I've fixed it for you. Under normal circumstances, living to be a hundred years old shouldn't be a problem..."

Mash Kyrielight's lips trembled, she lowered her head, and tears dripped onto the floor.

Fujimaru Ritsuka rushed over and hugged Mash Kyrielight, wrapping her arms around her neck and burying her face in her shoulder.

"Mash Kyrielight, that's great! Mash Kyrielight, Mash Kyrielight..."

She called her name over and over again, her voice hoarse and choked with sobs.

Mash Kyrielight reached out and hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Senior, I'm here."

The two hugged each other, one crying, and the other crying too.

Rome stood to the side and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Leonardo da Vinci stood beside him, looking to be in a good mood.

He looked at the two girls who were hugging and crying, remained silent for a moment, then turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor.

"Let's go, let's find a place to sit. By the way, doctor, are our rooms ready?"

Rome snapped out of his reverie and spoke.

"Of course, just turn left after you go out, and keep walking straight. Your name is on the door; just go in."

He then scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Well, since I need to examine Mash Kyrielight's body later, I won't take you directly. Just ask the staff along the way."

"Good."

Higashino Makoto nodded, not paying any attention, and left the room with Utaha.