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

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But for boys who love cooking, this is a very happy thing.

Moreover, the chef also really likes eggplant, especially stir-fried eggplant.

The eggplant, glistening with oil, looked incredibly appetizing, and I couldn't resist making a second, a third, and a fourth batch...

Continue eating until you are full.

However, it's understandable that I wasn't very skilled at making braised eggplant since it was my first time.

Sometimes, to cut through the oil, it's a last resort to spread a little salad dressing on steamed or fried eggplant. Isn't it all for the sake of eating enough to replenish our energy?

After all, our Hungry King always makes sure he's well-fed before going into battle.

Of course, this applies to all sorts of meanings.

Braised eggplant is too hot, so it has to be stir-fried.

The sweeter ones are delicious and tasty.

However, the way they ate wasn't very nice. I've told them so many times, don't spill the soup all over the bed. It's such a hassle to wash the sheets when you get back.

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Chapter Sixty-One: Slanderous Accusations by Okita-san

The little eggplants are so cute.

For a good chef, there are no fewer than seven ways to make braised eggplant, and even the way it is presented on a plate can vary greatly.

The eggplant was happy to eat and enjoyed itself.

The stir-fried eggplant fell softly to the ground, and the whole dish looked deflated, its tender reddish hue quite endearing.

Fujimaru felt a pang of self-reproach and regret. His companion was still in danger, and he had been forcibly dragged back into the house by Eggplant to cook. However, Fujimaru's brother was still very excited and wouldn't rest even if he cooked a few more dishes.

Mash's H-energy is almost full. Although her combat power may not be as strong as a small boss, it is enough to fight against powerful Servants.

At least top-tier Servants like Archer (Red Archer) in regular cup battles would be no match for her.

You might not believe it, but Fujimaru was actually the one who got rejected. Mashu has been inexplicably proactive lately, making it impossible for him to refuse.

Banishing the inappropriate, lewd thoughts from his mind, Fujimaru gently stroked the girl's face and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

A strange emotion welled up in my heart.

It's good that Mashu can vent her pent-up emotions.

I've always heard of stir-fried eggplant, but never of being stir-fried by eggplant.

......

Fujimaru straightened his appearance, trying to return to normal so that he could quickly get into battle mode when it mattered most.

Gently pull open the not-so-large wooden door of the house; it creaks and groans as if someone is blocking the doorway.

Fujimaru pulled him backward like that...

Then came a loud "plop!"

“Aiya——!”

"puff---!"

One was red, the other was blue; the two girls piled on top of each other and then fell to the ground.

"You two—"

"It's Okita! It's all Okita's fault! That bastard Okita insisted on seeing what the Master was doing, and it was I, Oda Nobunaga, who did everything in my power to stop him from causing trouble—"

The red-haired girl with black hair made an angry expression, pointed at the blue-haired girl, and righteously and emphatically accused Miss Big Failure of violating the core values of Azuchi Momoyama with her despicable behavior.

They also expressed their determination to continue contributing to the great Chaldea organization.

"How can you slander me out of thin air... It was clearly that idiot Shin who said there was something nice in the Master's room, and he had to rush me over here... Now you're putting all the blame on me."

Miss Okita was furious when she saw the shameless, proud girl holding her head high.

Fight! Fight! Fight now!

Girls fighting is so exciting!

Despite her frail health, the sickly Saber lunged at the red-clad female archer with bared teeth and claws.

"You idiot, Xin, you tricked me—!"

Roaring, Okita lunged at the red Archer, his anger surging, and slammed the idiot Shin to the ground, then...

Pfft—!

Miss Okita spat blood all over Shin's face.

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It made Xin look like he had just come out of the battlefield, his face covered in lung blood, all smeared, sticky, and a bit disgusting.

They looked like they had just returned from the battlefield; it was a terrible sight.

"..."

Without even looking, it was clear that idiot Xin was on the verge of exploding; a flash of anger appeared in her scarlet eyes.

Even someone as narrow-minded as her couldn't tolerate it any longer. Despite the sickly nature of the person in front of her, she still decided to strike hard.

Nobu--Punch! !!

Soji --- Slash!!

The two young women wrestled on the ground, slapping each other and pulling each other's hair until their faces were red, having a great time.

"I told you not to scheme against me. Go to Nobu, you idiot, you nobody, and your broken cannon."

Okita grabbed Nobu by the neck, while Nobu pinched Okita's mouth, presumably to prevent her from coughing up blood due to her illness and spraying it all over her face.

The decisive battle is fast approaching, but these guys don't seem to be nervous at all.

They continued to play and joke around, which made one admire how big their hearts were.

It seems the battle between Okinawa and Shinigami will continue for some time. Fujimaru is preparing to close the door to conserve his energy for the upcoming battle with the captain...

throat----!

A loud bang was followed by a powerful tremor, causing the ship to tilt violently.

Fujimaru guessed that the ship had probably run aground or struck a reef.

It's not a big problem, after all, this ship is quite large and sturdy.

However, the crew inside might lose their center.

"Ughhhhhhh!"

The ship tilted, and Shin and Okita lost their balance for a moment, rolling around on the ground in each other's arms before being stopped by the sturdy wooden planks.

"Ugh—!"

"Meow---!"

Xin was so startled that he let out a loud "Kugimiya" sound.

Then the two girls became dizzy and disoriented. Okita squeezed the girl in his arms tightly, feeling as if something was about to burst out of his body.

"Mom... Mom, is this guy going to get sick and cough up blood again? No way, no way! I don't want that stinky stuff to happen again..."

Fortunately, Okita did not cough up any blood from his lungs.

It seems not.

Nobu breathed a sigh of relief; his little heart finally calmed down.

No, it's not blood... then it must be—

"It's coming out!"

"Yue---Wow."

This time, Ms. Okita thankfully didn't vomit blood, but instead...

Some acidic gastric juice.

Miss Okita vomited, and vomited thoroughly.

Xin's face was covered in vomit, blue, purple, and red, like a flower that had been dyed with soy sauce, covering his head and face.

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