Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

For his own safety (in every sense of the word), Draco's overly revealing bikini had long been banned by the new moon, and his simple red dress had also been replaced by a cool summer outfit in gold and red.

Ignoring the little red dragon's displeased expression, she looked like a pretty little girl.

"Yes, His Majesty is quite adorable today."

Skilled at boosting Draco's mood with praise, Shuoyue chuckled to herself, but her next sentence revealed her true colors.

"After all, today is your punishment day~~"

On this island, only Shuoyue would look forward to Draco's punishment so much—to see this arrogant emperor get punished... Hmm, just thinking about it is quite exciting!

However, after hearing Shuoyue's teasing, Draco didn't say anything. Instead, he stared at Shuoyue and suddenly revealed a bright smile.

As if a thousand-year-old iceberg had finally melted, as if a long-awaited epiphyllum had finally bloomed, Draco's usually playful eyes revealed a hint of tenderness, like the morning sun, illuminating the whole world.

"You smiled?" Shuoyue stood there, stunned. For some reason, panic overwhelmed her gratitude. "Um, Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? Why did you suddenly smile at me?"

Draco: Trying to smile.jpg

"Knock knock knock." The wooden door of the courtyard was knocked on, and Ritsuka's shout rang out along with the morning, interrupting the interaction between the two.

"Hey, Mr. Shuoyue—wake up, the sun's already high in the sky! We agreed to upgrade the base today, so don't slack off!"

"Understood!" Shuoyue replied loudly, then turned and smiled at Draco.

"So, shall I set off?"

Although they had been together for some time, Draco still wasn't used to being with the Servants and preferred to stay alone in the courtyard, tending to her and Shuoyue's little nest.

At this moment, the little red dragon had withdrawn its bright, chilling smile, nodded silently, and watched Shuoyue walk down the stairs toward the crowd gathered outside the door. After a long while, it finally looked away and touched its cheek in confusion.

Is Yu's smile... really that scary?

The fact that her first attempt at smiling startled Shuoyue was quite a blow to Draco. She sat on the sofa like a duck, hugged a pillow, and curled up into a ball.

Well, never mind. Anyway, Shuoyue said he'd like me no matter what, and besides...

As if he had thought of something, Draco couldn't help but curl a disturbing smile at the corners of his mouth.

What's more, her 'punishment' is coming soon.

"I think we should upgrade the house, bang!"

"I think so too, Tamamo-no-Mae! Let's go, Migu~!"

The speeches by Kiyohime and Tamamo-no-Mae set the stage for today's infrastructure development plan.

"Courtyards, ponds, vegetable gardens, grain fields, pastures, roads, waterways, bridges..."

Mashu looked at the unfolded design drawings and nodded in agreement:

"Now that the island has developed to this level, I can certainly understand this idea."

"After all, it's too crowded to cram so many people into one courtyard, except, of course, the sweet love nest of two people."

Fujimaru looked at Sakugetsu with a sour tone, whether it was because he couldn't be close to his wives or for some other reason was unclear.

"Haha..." Shuoyue chuckled dryly, skipping over the topic. "So, what do you think the courtyard should look like when it's expanded?"

Tamamo-no-Mae was the first to raise her hand and speak: "Of course we think a Japanese-style samurai residence is better! It would be nice if it had a spacious courtyard and... a warehouse too?"

“A bigger house? I think only a castle would do.” As the little princess of the Einzbern family, Ilya said matter-of-factly, and Artoria agreed with her.

“I agree. Speaking of the king’s residence, that is, the royal city, it should be so.”

"Hmm, as a virtuous wife and shrine maiden who is proud of Japan, I, Tamamo-no-Mae, would like to recommend a samurai mansion..." After two people in a row supported the castle, Tamamo-no-Mae's momentum couldn't help but falter. "As a noblewoman in the summer, I'm starting to think that a castle might not be so bad after all..."

After waiting for a while, Shuoyue looked around in surprise.

"That's all? Just two proposals? Isn't the usual three? What about Mordred? Why doesn't Mordred have any objections?"

"Lord Shuoyue, haven't you noticed that Lord Mordred is missing?" Everyone was silent, except for Artoria, who smiled and took over the conversation. "Of course, I don't know where this troublesome knight went either. Perhaps he was exiled to the sea? Or perhaps he was knocked unconscious and buried in the ground... Of course, I didn't do anything, and I didn't see anything."

Facing the smiling ahoge-king, Shuoyue took a step back, a rare occurrence, her face covered in cold sweat.

For some reason, he always felt that he would develop a condition that prevented him from smiling for a long time.

"In short, let's begin."

To change the subject, Shuoyue quickly manipulated the projection magic and began a new creation.

With increasingly sophisticated infrastructure technology, a nearly 500-square-meter samurai residence has replaced the original Japanese-style garden, standing upright on the flat ground.

"My mission is complete!" With a sigh of relief, Shuoyue, wearing an engineering helmet and holding an entrenching tool, pretended to wipe the sweat from his face. On his shoulder, the snow-white Fufu was also wearing a yellow engineering helmet, and her expression was exactly the same as the young man's.

Miyu, dressed in a maid outfit, quickly handed over a towel and water, offering her services to her beloved brother.

"He clearly solved the problem with magic... what's with the pretense?" Ritsuka pouted and complained, unaware that behind her, a certain little snake's berserk nature had flared up again.

"Oh my, what a magnificent samurai residence! To have built such a place for me... I am so grateful, Master, it's all because of love!"

Kiyohime spoke with shining eyes, ignoring the builder Sakugetsu, and approached Ritsuka step by step... Then Mashu stepped forward, blocking the two with a forced smile:

"Indeed, this should be an excellent living space. Let's go inside and take a look."

“Yes, let’s start with the courtyard!” Tamamo-no-Mae quickly chimed in, dragging Kiyohime away.

The much wider gate opened, and the group filed in, arriving at the courtyard where a dry landscape garden was displayed, looking around.

"Fuu!" Fuu jumped off Shuoyue's shoulder and rolled around on the lawn covered with fallen leaves.

"Hmm... I have a very nostalgic feeling."

Artoria carefully sat down in the corridor, gazing at the scenery, her brows relaxed: "You could say... it's calming. That building up ahead is the warehouse, right? If there were more broken junk piled up there, it would be even calmer, hmm."

Is it because you're thinking of the view from the Emiya residence?

Shuoyue looked at the beautiful king and smiled without saying a word.

It must be admitted that during the construction process, Sakugetsu subconsciously imitated the design of the Emiya family, after all, he also has the memories of the Great Hero.

“Brother.” Miyu, who also grew up in the Emiya family, came over and gently hugged Sakuzuki. “I really like this house.”

“Yes.” Shuoyue picked up the little maid and sat down with Artoria. “Otherwise, why would I have created Him?”

Whether it was Miyu, Sakuzuki, or Artoria, they all became lost in memories within this seemingly unreal courtyard.

Shuoyue and the other two remained outside the courtyard, while Qingji and the others went inside.

"The interior design is quite elaborate... Hmm? I have a strange feeling that it would be really cool to stand here with a gun in a fighting stance..."

Dog looked around, feeling a strange urge to touch her, which only earned him a cold, sharp glare from Kiyohime.

"If it's just posing, I can allow it, but if you really cause a scene and break the sliding door, I won't listen to any explanation and I'll burn you alive, okay?"

After looking around, Ritsuka was finally seized by Kiyohime, who took her hand and led her to the deepest part of the house.

"Come on, Master, please come here." Kiyohime smiled and began to shoo people away. "Because this is a very private place, please go to other places to look around."

Since the proposal for this large house was jointly put forward by Tamamo and Kiyohime, the others didn't think too much about it and obediently let Tamamo-no-Mae lead them elsewhere.

No sooner had everyone left than Kiyohime turned around and looked impatiently at Ritsuka:

"I need to make some preparations, so please allow me to enter this room first. Master, please wait about five minutes before coming in. I'll take my leave now."

"Huh? Eh!" Before Ritsuka could respond, Kiyohime slammed the door shut, leaving the Master completely bewildered.

"What's happening here……"

A moment later, Ritsuka estimated that it was about time, so she opened the door.

"Is it ready now? I'm going in, okay?"

As soon as she entered the room, Ritsuka caught a glimpse of the large bed in the center.

"This...is this the dormitory? And in the very center of the room..."

Following Ritsuka's gaze, the bedding on the bed began to stir and emit sounds mixed with heavy breathing.

"This is the Master's bedroom. It's a very important place, so I think it's necessary to try it out first. The bedding is already laid out, so please enjoy sleeping here. Come on, come on~~"

Before the petrified Ritsuka could respond, the 'bedcloth' asked and answered itself again:

"Me? The reason I'm here... hehe, please don't mind."

After a long silence, Ritsuka turned her head and looked at the snow-white little beast that was strolling over.

Fu Fu: "Fu?"

"I'll give the right to sleep with Fou for the first time..." Ritsuka muttered to herself as she grabbed Fou by the scruff of her neck, stuffed her into the bedding, and offered her up as a living sacrifice.

Then, as if a trap had been triggered, the bedding stirred with restlessness, accompanied by a snake woman's moans tinged with love:

"Ah~, Master~, ah~! You've finally accepted my love! Hug!"

"Fuu!?"

"Ah, Master~, your fur is unexpectedly thick, fluffy and soft, full of wildness, so wonderful~!"

"Enjoy it slowly..." Ritsuka chuckled dryly, then retreated step by step, finally fleeing this ominous place without looking back.

"Fu~ Ooh~!!!"

Speaking of which, I've been trying since October, but I still can't get Draco's pictures onto Qidian.com. When I ask, they say it's too explicit... Yeah, you're something else, the woman whose five-star card art can't get approved.jpg

Chapter 367 I love my father the most!

Chapter 368 I love my father the most!

"Wow, what an exquisite and beautiful castle! Thank you, Sakuzuki-onii-chan!"

Inside the brightly lit castle, Ilya ran around excitedly.

Following the Emiya family compound, Sakugetsu immediately projected Einzbern Castle—the base of Illyasviel during the Fifth Shinobi World War.

"Although it is a little small for a castle, it is sufficient for this island. It is an excellent castle, Shuoyueqing. Your forging ability is outstanding."

Artoria gave her approval, but quickly frowned again:

"But I have a strange feeling that Hercules might be here. Am I just imagining things?"

Upon hearing Artoria's words, Illya seemed to remember something and stopped in her tracks with a look of disgust.

"Ugh, me too. I have a feeling I absolutely shouldn't have brought Liz and Sera here... especially not let them meet that flashy guy!"

You're the one whose heart was ripped out, right, Illya? Seriously, can you sense something like this even across timelines...?