I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

"Hehe...hehe...Master, there are no evil women around today, so no one can disturb our time together."

Little Kiyohime slithered around on Fujimaru Ritsuka's body like a snake, swaying her tiny waist, before sitting on Fujimaru Ritsuka's lap.

"Since Master's right hand is a bit inconvenient, let Kiyohime feed you... Daddy~~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka could almost see the bright hearts shining in the girl's eyes.

"Hehe, come on, open your mouth~~ Ah~~"

The adorable Kiyohime picked up the gleaming silver spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful of rice, and prepared to feed it to Fujimaru Ritsuka's lips.

The spoon rose higher and higher, until it was above Fujimaru Ritsuka's head.

"Hey, why am I floating?"

The kimono-clad girl, Kiyohime, suddenly felt as if she were floating in the air.

"Is this what it feels like to be so happy I feel like I can float away?!" the girl exclaimed in surprise. "It must be that my love for my Master and I has moved the heavens, and Kiyohime is going to become a fairy...?"

"That's not it!"

Mashu, who had just arrived, grabbed Kiyohime by the waist and threw her out of the cafeteria.

boom!

Then slam the door shut, lock it from the inside, and lock it completely.

Not even a fly can get in.

"Hiss—Huh?!"

Kiyohime fell flat on her backside in the corridor, wincing in pain.

"Seriously, you should be a little more careful, senpai... I almost let someone slip through my fingers again if I wasn't watching closely enough." Mashu quickly took up a special seat next to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

“Mashu, I’ve discovered a very serious problem.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the girl sitting next to her with a serious expression.

"What's wrong, senior?" the girl asked with a smile, pushing up her glasses.

"Kiyohime was holding my spoon, and then you threw her away. Do you expect me to eat with you?"

Small eggplants aren't suitable for cooking, but they can be eaten.

"That makes so much sense. It was my oversight, senior. In that case... then senior can... I can feed you."

The pure and innocent girl seemed to have already staggered and disappeared somewhere.

"My senior already has me; he doesn't need any other woman."

The purple-haired girl's purpose in driving Kiyohime away was naturally to seize Kiyohime's position.

boom--!

boom--!

boom--!

The berserker girl pounded on the cafeteria door, gritting her teeth.

"Mash, you Mudcat... I was here first! You're so capable of stealing Kiyohime's Master, but you're not capable enough to face Kiyohime?!"

"Oh dear, I think I heard someone calling. How strange, senpai." Mashu gripped the spoon, preparing to take Fujimaru Ritsuka's right hand.

"During this time, I was the senior's right hand, so I could do anything that the senior's right hand could do."

Although I really wanted to refuse, the younger generation who had gone astray had somewhat twisted and abnormal personalities...

Are you going to become my parasite?!

"Aaaaaah! I can't take it anymore! I might as well just destroy the cafeteria!"

Kiyohime's resentment continued to rise, and crimson Samadhi fire continuously spewed from her eyes.

Roar, my rage!

Blue flames coiled around Kiyohime, transforming into a ferocious dragon that roared through the corridors of Chaldea.

"Go! My flames will burn all of this to ashes!"

The true fire of samadhi.

Throughout Eastern mythology, it can be described as an extremely powerful flame.

"Hahahahahahahahaha, that vile woman who disturbed my time with my Master should be burned in the trash can!"

"Oh my, isn't this Kiyohime? What are you doing here?"

An annoying sound came, which greatly annoyed Kiyohime.

"It has nothing to do with you, you stupid country bumpkin...wait...no—"

Although the voices are very similar, it is actually Leonardo da Vinci. "Oh dear, I've mistaken you for someone else. It's all because your voices are just too similar."

"It's good to look like that, though; sometimes it can have unexpected results."

Da Vinci looked at the petite girl whose entire body was engulfed in blue flames: "If I'm not mistaken, you're planning to destroy Chaldea's dining hall, aren't you?"

"Kiyohime must roast Mudcat into jerky! Any woman who gets in the way of my love with my Master should be roasted by flames for all eternity!"

As Kiyohime spoke, her anger flared even more, and her face turned bright red with rage.

"Oh, I see. Girls in love are really scary."

"You won't stop me, will you?" Kiyohime looked at the cunning merchant warily.

"No, no, no, how could that be?" Da Vinci quickly shook his head. "I completely agree with your decision. Scumbags should be burned alive..."

“Master is not a scumbag! Master was just deceived by that wretched Mudstick Cat. Master and Kiyohime... have been closely connected since their past lives!” The girl in the kimono shook her head and said seriously, “So Kiyohime will not allow you to say such things about my Master, even if you are Leonardo da Vinci.”

.......

Leonardo da Vinci: 6

[Is this the terrifying thing about Servants with maxed-out bonds? This isn't just a romance anime protagonist's story anymore; it's practically a cult within the Terrorblade universe! Fujimon.]

"However, there is one thing that I am quite concerned about."

Da Vinci drawled, "Tell me, if Fujimaru's Servants continue to cause trouble in Chaldea, with Fujimaru Ritsuka's already depleted QP, he might go bankrupt!"

"At that time, I'll definitely owe a huge debt to Olga Marie, the richest woman in Chaldea. I'll have no choice but to buy PGs from her or exchange my servants for diamonds to pay off the debt—in other words, I'll be kept by that scheming woman!"

"Even so, are you still going to destroy Chaldea's facilities?"

Leonardo da Vinci asked very seriously.

"?!—"

Kiyohime suddenly trembled all over, and an image flashed in her mind of a certain Earth president carrying Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, laughing loudly at the humiliated and defeated appearance of the female Servants, and then leaving after making a few sarcastic remarks.

I don't want that kind of future! I don't want such a tragic future!

"Damn it, damn Olga Marie—!"

It seems the only option is to strike first, destroy Chaldea, and then take my Master to some random singularity to live out the rest of my days in peace...

Buzz————!

"Huh?! Why are the fires and resentment even stronger now?!"

Leonardo da Vinci stared in astonishment at the girl beside him whose eyes had suddenly turned blood red.

"Olga Marie... Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable! What Chaldea director, what Earth president! Anyone who tries to steal my Master, may they all die!"

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Wearing an orange dress and a black robe, with red stockings tightly covering her full and rounded legs, her beautiful white face was like that of a porcelain doll. Although she was over twenty years old, she looked as cute as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Olga Marie strolled happily through the corridors of Chaldea.

She had just visited Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ophelia at the infirmary.

Disappointingly, Fujimaru Ritsuka was not at her bedside.

Ophelia had slowly woken up, so the director kindly went to the cafeteria to bring her some porridge and milk.

These days, it's rare to find a boss who is so dedicated and cares for his employees.

But Chaldea is a global company, so the benefits are good.

but....

"Olga Marie... Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable! What Chaldea director, what Earth president! Anyone who tries to steal my Master, may they all die—!"

Right at the entrance of the cafeteria, the poor director was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Looking at Kiyohime, whose face was covered in black mist, he almost burst into tears!

Chapter Three: The Chief's Victory

"Ughhhhhh, why? Why did this have to happen to me?!"

The girl collapsed to the ground, watching Kiyohime, her body engulfed in flames and her eyes glowing with an eerie red light, walk towards her step by step.

“Olga Marie…”

“Olga Marie…”

"Those who steal fish deserve to die!"

The girl's resentment, accompanied by blue flames, slowly approached Olga Marie.

"Where is Leonardo da Vinci? Where is Leonardo da Vinci?!" Olga Marie looked back with a pleading gaze.

All that remained on the ground was a very cute Leonardo da Vinci doll, holding up a sign with several pseudonyms clearly written on it.

I'm going back now.

"Da Vinci, you heartless technical consultant!"

Olga Marie was on the verge of tears, completely engulfed in a profound despair.

"Prepare to die, you thieving cat! Turn around—Samadhi True Fire!"

Olga Marie: What do you mean, "cat of flings"? Who's the cat of flings here?!