It's Confirmed, Britain's Two Foodies

Mordred watched the two of them speaking in riddles, looking a bit lost. "Hey, what are you two whispering about behind my back?"

Yu Feng snapped back to reality. "No, nothing."

Yu Feng glanced at Artoria. It seemed steering her back toward the right path of kingship wouldn't be an easy task.

But one thing worth noting was that Yu Feng could sense Artoria's desire to correct her own mistakes.

It was probably because of the Fourth Holy Grail War—her conviction wasn't so deeply rooted. At least if Artoria could experience more things, like she did in the original Fifth Holy Grail War, she might eventually abandon that idea.

Yu Feng checked the time. Mm, it was almost three o'clock. Might as well skip class today.

Going or not didn't matter anyway. Since he was free, he might as well take Little Mo for a stroll around Fuyuki.

"Mm, Arthur, I'm planning to take Little Mo out tomorrow. Want to come?"

After thinking it over for a moment, Yu Feng extended the invitation to Artoria.

Artoria was slightly taken aback, as if she hadn't expected Yu Feng to invite a Servant from the opposing camp.

But after a moment of deliberation, she said, "I'll have to ask my Master first."

Yu Feng waved a hand dismissively. "Ask what? Emiya's definitely got class tomorrow! I'll decide for him. You're coming with us tomorrow. It'll be good for you to get familiar with Fuyuki, won't it? It'll help with your upcoming battles."

Artoria hadn't expected Yu Feng to make the decision on his own like that.

And besides, she wanted to say she was already familiar with Fuyuki from the Fourth Holy Grail War.

But she had a feeling that if she said that, Yu Feng would just brush it off or ignore her.

Artoria opened her mouth as if to speak, then finally gave up struggling.

"Fine."

Yu Feng clapped his hands.

Great!

Tomorrow, he'd make sure Little Mo and Artoria had some time alone together. This mother-son—no, father-son relationship—should be fine under his mediation.

The next day, Yu Feng rare slept in a little longer, but was soon woken up by Little Mo.

Rin Tohsaka had apparently already gone to school. Yu Feng had to admire her dedication.

As for him, he planned to temporarily skip school until the Holy Grail War was over. Temporarily, of course.

Whether he'd go back after the war was another matter. By then, Yu Feng wasn't even sure if he'd still be in Fuyuki.

Maybe he'd go to the Clock Tower?

Or maybe he wouldn't even be in this world.

Note: "Not in this world" meant running off to mess around on other timelines, not what you might be thinking.

As for Magecraft, Yu Feng couldn't be bothered to put in the effort. With the Simulator around, why bother?

If one day you saw him turn into a lazy good-for-nothing, don't overthink it—it was all because of the Simulator!

Heroic Spirit Life Simulation System: Gee, thanks a lot.

After washing up, Yu Feng saw Artoria already waiting for him. From the looks of it, she'd probably gone to ask Shirou Emiya for his opinion.

Needless to say, Shirou must have agreed without hesitation.

Just then, Bazett, who hadn't appeared in several chapters, slowly came down the stairs. Seeing Yu Feng ready to head out, she asked, "Where are you going?"

Bazett's complexion looked much better than a few days ago, at least in Yu Feng's eyes.

It was a shame about her arm, though. But no big deal—the world was vast, and anything was possible. Maybe one day she'd find a way to get it back.

Yu Feng replied, "Going out for a walk. Do you want to come?"

It wasn't "Do you want to come along?" but rather "Do you want to come?"

In her current situation, Bazett couldn't go out. So asking "Do you want to come along?" wasn't appropriate here.

It might draw unnecessary attention and cause trouble if it reached Kirei Kotomine's ears.

But "Do you want to come?" meant asking if Bazett had any desire to go out. If she really wanted to, she could probably disguise herself with some illusion Magecraft and slip by unnoticed.

Bazett shook her head. "Just asking. I don't plan to go out."

"I intend to stay here until the Holy Grail War ends, then return to the Clock Tower."

Yu Feng shrugged. He didn't mind. She could stay as long as she wanted.

Then, remembering something, he added, "Oh, by the way. As expected, Cú Chulainn really did become Kirei Kotomine's Servant."

It was already a done deal. Yu Feng was just mentioning it in passing. Everyone knew it.

Bazett's expression shifted slightly, but she said nothing.

Yu Feng took note of her reaction.

If he remembered correctly, Bazett had admired Cú Chulainn since she was a child. She'd finally summoned him in the Holy Grail War, only to have that Mage backstab her and turn her idol into someone else's Servant. Tell me, doesn't that sting?

No need to ask—it was definitely uncomfortable.

"I'll be off, then."

Yu Feng said his goodbyes and headed out the door with Artoria and Little Mo.

Walking along the bustling street, glances occasionally fell on the three of them.

No helping it—with looks that good, it'd be strange if no one stared.

Artoria had been eyeing the various snack stalls with sparkling eyes earlier, but now she'd suppressed her inner cravings. Little Mo, too, kept sneaking peeks at those food shops, which made Yu Feng think the two of them were utterly adorable when faced with food.

Let's just say your thoughts are written all over your faces.

Yu Feng decided to take a stroll first, then bring these two foodies out to eat.

Hopefully, his modest wallet could hold up against their appetites.

Thinking this, Yu Feng led them to a women's clothing store.

Standing before the shop, he suddenly felt that the money he'd spend on other things today might not even come close to what he'd drop on food.

Right, I think I know exactly what caused the downfall.

Yu Feng realized a major truth he'd never noticed before.

It was you two eating it into ruin, wasn't it!?

Confirmed—Britain's two foodies.

Britain was bankrupted by the two of you!

Yu Feng kept grumbling inwardly.

"Hey, you're not thinking something bad, are you?"

At that moment, Yu Feng turned his head to see Little Mo eyeing him with suspicion, and Artoria beside her doing the same.

Yu Feng gave an awkward smile and quickly changed the subject: "How could that be? Come on, let's go in and take a look. I'll pick out a few outfits for you—in an era like this, you need clothes that match the times."

"Huh? I'm fine in this outfit. Why buy clothes? Might as well..." Little Mo said, glancing toward a nearby food stall.

Artoria nodded seriously: "That's right!"

Yu Feng beamed at them both: "Listen to me—go in and buy some clothes. How about it... huh?"

Little Mo shivered, looking around in confusion—why did it suddenly feel a bit cold?

Faced with Yu Feng's smile, she sensed something was off, but ultimately nodded obediently and walked inside.

"Arthur, let's go!" Yu Feng shifted his gaze to Artoria.