Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"So what if it's Yu Gan's? Ugh... let go of Yu!" Draco struggled, but Shuoyue's strength surpassed hers, and she was unable to move for a moment. "This is just the kind of person I am. You've been with me for so long, haven't you seen through my true nature yet?"

Unable to break free, he simply gave up. Draco's hands were pressed to the bed, his chest rising and falling slightly, yet his deep, wine-like eyes remained stubbornly fixed on the person before him, a flickering light hidden deep within them:

"Or is it that... you've grown weary of it all?"

Upon hearing this, Draco clearly noticed that Shuoyue shuddered and glared at him with disbelief.

So, was it because your secret was exposed?

The light in his eyes faded, Draco pursed his lips, and turned his head away, refusing to look at him.

"Is that so? I understand... I will return to the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers and sleep until you die."

"What nonsense are you spouting, Draco!" A cold voice rang out, and Draco felt a sudden lightness as she was thrown to the center of the bed. The man took off his shoes and pressed down on her with unprecedented aggression, forcing her to look him in the eye.

“I haven’t understood a word of your nonsense from beginning to end. Since that’s the case, let me ask you, Draco.” The young man suppressed his anger in his eyes, trying to calm his tone. “Did you do these things out of deliberate revenge, or were they just things you couldn’t help?”

"What is revenge? I know nothing! I am Draco, the Beast of Sodom. Do I need a reason to do such things? Ha, aren't you overestimating me?!"

Unable to struggle, the blonde girl turned and bit Shuoyue's arm with such force that blood even seeped from between her teeth.

"Be gentle, you're hurting me."

Upon hearing this, Draco instinctively loosened his grip, but quickly realized what he was doing and bit down fiercely again, his expression both fierce and cute, yet also concealing a hint of barely perceptible loneliness.

What was she thinking when she did these things?

She had decided from the beginning that she would accept the consequences of her bet. But just as she was about to accept her punishment, she saw Sakuzuki embrace the fallen Artoria and gently comfort Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She knew this punishment was excessive and shouldn't have been added. Yet, when the blond knight leaned on Shuoyue's shoulder, she inexplicably did it anyway.

How much of this is driven by revenge, and how much by uncontrollable emotions?

Draco didn't know, but there was only one thing she knew—

"I just want you to stay with me!"

Draco cried out these words in a self-destructive manner, and even she was shocked and stared wide-eyed. However, before she could think, the next moment, Shuoyue opened her arms and hugged her.

The young man's embrace was so firm, yet so gentle, that Draco's thoughts froze. As his body temperature slowly rose, she heard Shuoyue's relieved whisper:

"Really? That's good. If it's like this, then there's no problem."

"Mmm." Draco struggled again in dissatisfaction upon hearing this, but perhaps it was the long-lost sense of security she felt from this embrace that made her slowly calm down, savoring the warmth, and listen to the young man's story.

“Do you know what I’m worried about, Your Majesty? I’m afraid that my Third Law is incomplete and hasn’t completely cleansed the pollution of ‘human evil,’ so even if it’s not from your heart, you will do something as dangerous as this.”

"And if the worst happens, no matter what, I will have to take you to a secluded place and take good care of you until I help you completely break free from the beast's curse."

This is the truth; this is something Shuoyue had already thought about on her way back to her room.

What in Ainsworth's world is more important than Draco? He'd accept being accused of loving the moon more than his kingdom.

The point is…

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty." Leaning against the headboard, the crescent moon's golden eyes were full of laughter as she looked at Draco, whose cheeks were flushed. "You are my imaginary shadow, the person closest to me. How could I abandon you?"

There is only one reason why Xiao Honglong did these things: a lack of security. Shuoyue's intimate behavior with others only fueled this fear.

Since that's the case, Shuoyue frankly expressed her trust to her.

"We still have a long life ahead of us, we can take it slow."

Watching Draco's expression shift from disappointment to relaxation, and then from relaxation to shyness, Shuoyue chuckled inwardly and added a rather wicked remark.

"If it's alright, could you come with me, Draco?"

The moment he called out "sister," Shuoyue transformed back into a cute boy, staring at Draco, who was even a head taller than him. His expression was as cute (and wicked) as could be.

Sister...older sister...?!

It seems that no one can resist the boyish charm of Shuoyue. Artoria was like that back then, as was Illya, and now, a certain little red dragon has followed in their footsteps, captivated by this call with its special meaning.

Draco remained silent.

Smoke was coming out of Draco's head.

Draco collapsed, trembling.

"Hey, don't faint." Shuoyue transformed back into her youthful form, easily pulling Draco into her arms and carrying her outside.

"Let's go out together. If we don't make dinner soon, a hungry king is quite frightening."

Having concealed the fact that she had used the Holy Grail system, Shuoyue appeared before everyone with Draco in her arms.

"Huh, what's going on?" Ilya ran to Shuoyue's side and looked curiously at Draco, who had buried his head in Shuoyue's arms and refused to get up. "Is this the first time Draco has run out in front of so many people?"

In the past, he would appear silently beside Shuoyue after the dishes were served.

"It's the last day, shouldn't you be helping me with the work by now? Seriously, Draco's cooking is pretty good too."

Shuoyue and Artoria exchanged glances. After saying the last sentence, the Knight King finally let out a soft hum and nodded reluctantly.

If that's the case, then I'll just accept this dangerous guy for now.

"Hey, speaking of which, I've been curious from the beginning. What's your relationship with Mr. Sakutsuki, Miss Draco?" Ritsuka just couldn't resist stirring things up, and Sakutsuki immediately felt the girl in his arms tremble slightly.

Draco really amplified some of Nero's personality traits... *sighs inwardly*, but Shuoyue had no intention of hiding it.

"She is the person I vowed to protect."

He personally rescued Draco, so naturally he had to take responsibility for her.

Having so openly declared their relationship, Shuoyue smiled, accepting everyone's cheers with equanimity, and then loudly announced:

"Alright, let's start making dinner. We'll have an extra meal today!"

"Great--!"

The jeering was quickly drowned out by cheers. Amidst the excited crowd, Draco secretly turned his head and looked around, then looked at the young man holding her, seemingly drawn to him.

His eyes shone with a star-like light.

I wonder if anyone noticed that Draco told the truth because the Moonlit Night used the Holy Grail System to give Draco a "must tell the truth" condition.

Chapter 374 Moonlit Night, Drinking, Farewell

Chapter 375 Moonlit Night, Drinking, Farewell

Draco truly lived up to his reputation as a brilliant emperor; even in another future, his culinary skills remained formidable.

With the close cooperation of the new moon and Draco, a variety of delicacies encompassing both Eastern and Western cultures were served one after another. The game of the Holy Grail was over, and Ritsuka and her Servants, who were about to contact Chaldea, were quite relaxed. They even jokingly held a big eater competition, with the winner getting the right to order food at Chaldea for a week.

Needless to say, a certain ahoge and a certain rebellious knight were far ahead. Fortunately, there was no need to worry about food consumption on the last day, and the two chefs, Shuoyue and Draco, were full of energy in preparing the food. In the end, this highly anticipated competition came to an end.

Match result: Draw.

Food consumption: 250,000... (crossed out)

After the eating contest ended, the restless Servants, at Ritsuka's urging, started playing all sorts of games, such as hopscotch, Ludo, and Eagle Catches Chickens...

It might seem childish to elementary school students, but it's just right for Servants.

"A true hero is one who has trodden through blood and bones to forge such a glorious name."

"Without darkness so thick it cannot be dispelled, how can people call for the arrival of light?"

"So, don't envy how eye-catching heroes are. For them, the games of ordinary people are much more interesting than defeating dragons or anything like that."

The courtyard below was like a clear, still pool of water. If you looked up and looked out the door, you could see Tamamo-no-Mae and Kiyohime lazily sunbathing in the moonlight, while Ritsuka and Mashu were splashing each other with Dog Brother on the beach.

Without the forced sleep-inducing effect of Werewolf, the Servants had no intention of going to bed tonight. Instead, they all chose to play outside and enjoy the long-awaited island night.

As for the two chefs who were in charge of dinner, after finishing their busy work, Shuoyue finally took advantage of the children's inattention and sat with Draco in front of the door with the fine wine they had brewed, quietly admiring everything they had built.

Silver light spilled across the ground, and a cherry blossom tree was conjured by Tamamo-no-Mae's magic at the entrance. As the cool night breeze blew, pink petals fluttered down, and a colorful and dazzling rain fell. The white-haired, golden-eyed youth rested his chin on his hand, smiling as he filled his cup with wine.

"I'd like some wine too."

A slender hand held out a wine glass. Shuoyue looked up, but before he could speak, Draco warned:

“If you say anything that spoils the fun, like ‘children shouldn’t drink alcohol,’ be careful, I might bite you.”

"Ahem, I understand, Your Majesty."

When her little trick was exposed, Shuoyue laughed awkwardly twice and poured her a full glass of wine as well.

The amber-colored liquid fell into the glass, swirled slightly, and then settled, transforming into a gem so clear that one hesitated to drink it.

Holding the wine glass in both hands, Draco's curious eyes were reflected in the jewels through the glass.

"This glass of wine... is very beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment." Shuoyue smiled modestly. "Then please use it, Your Majesty."

"Hmm." Draco picked up the wine glass, took a light sniff, then sipped it, savoring it slowly for a moment, and finally drank it all down. The aroma of the wine was consistent, coming from his lungs and reaching his spirit.

At first, she just felt comfortable, but after a glass of wine, Draco's face became flushed. She swayed slightly, looking at the young man in front of her with hazy eyes.

"New moon".

"Ok?"

“You…”

"What's wrong?"

"Governor~~"

Draco's voice was soft, like a kitten gently scratching a ball of yarn. Shuoyue's heart fluttered, and she quickly looked up to drink to cover it up.

Calm down, calm down. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Peach sleuthing is absolutely unacceptable... at least after the third Spirit Origin!

"Oh, I came here following the smell. It seems the head chef has something good he hasn't shared yet."

Carrying the legendary dried fish pole, with a long, dark blue ponytail and dressed in a kimono, Kojiro, who looked as dashing as if he had stepped out of an ancient painting, appeared before Sakugetsu with a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the fragrant sake cup.

"With moonlight as companions and a beautiful woman as a drinker... Indeed, Lord Shuoyue is a man of refined taste."

"Beautiful scenery, fine wine, and beautiful women." Shuoyue raised her wine glass, a smile playing on her lips. "How about it, want to come?"

"Ha, I'd be satisfied with just one thing." Kojiro chuckled, lifted his robe, and gracefully took his seat.

"Enjoying wine and admiring the moon, ah, this is really wonderful."

He watched the wine fall into the glass, his tone filled with undisguised joy: "It's a pity that Shuoyue-kun isn't in Chaldea, and that red-clad archer is incredibly rigid. It'll be hard to find a drinking buddy like you."