In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

Oops!

Can't escape!

After casting the Phoebus Catastrophe, Atalanta realized that she could no longer avoid such a terrible attack.

however--

Something unexpected happened at that moment.

Just as the distance between them and Atalanta was closing to an extremely close level.

Ibaraki-dōji's nose twitched, as if she had smelled something extremely special to her, and then she abruptly stopped.

The two of them fell to the ground together.

Just as Atalanta got up, puzzled.

Berserker has taken further action.

She stretched out her real arm and gently brushed it across the catgirl's lips.

Sniff.

Ibaraki-dōji suddenly showed a look of surprise.

She looked at Atalanta before her, and said with a happy expression:

"You—!"

"Did you also serve Mr. Abe, just like I and Shuten-dōji?!"

345. Ibaraki-Douji and His ○ Stick / The Gradually Gathering Harem / Sakura's Confession (4k)

"..."

Atalanta never expected Berserker to say such things at this time.

And what's even worse is—

She found herself able to guess who the "Lord Abe" the other person was referring to.

That's right.

The only person she could serve without minding was a man named Ian.

but--

How did Ian come to be associated with the name Abe?

Atalanta couldn't figure it out for a moment.

So she subconsciously dismissed Berserker's statement.

"Berserker, what are you saying!"

"I...I didn't do that!"

However, faced with the catgirl servant's denial, Berserker not only did not panic, but became even calmer than before.

"You cat demon!"

"You're being hypocritical—I don't like dishonest ghosts."

“I’m not being hypocritical!” Atalanta retorted. “I’m telling the truth!”

"But--"

Berserker's gaze lingered on the catgirl servant's tail, revealing a hint of gentle wisdom.

“Your tail has not stopped wagging since I uttered those words.”

"If you weren't truly happy, why would you react this way?"

"..."

Atalanta looked back and found that her tail was indeed sticking out, just as she had said.

At the same time, it was constantly swaying from side to side, looking just like a windshield wiper on a car window.

That was something even the catgirl herself hadn't noticed, but Berserker had seen it all.

"I……"

Faced with such irrefutable evidence, Atalanta was completely unable to refute it—after all, she had indeed been quite agitated when she recalled Ian just now.

If the afterglow of the battle weren't still burning in my heart, my cheeks would probably be flushed.

"Let's not discuss the tail yet—"

"You... answer my questions honestly based on your own thoughts."

Berserker pointed his flaming arm at Atalanta before him.

"First, do you find it interesting to do this kind of thing with Lord Abe?"

"Second, do you enjoy doing this kind of thing with Lord Abe?"

"Third, do you look forward to doing this kind of thing with Abe-sama again?"

"..."

Atalanta looked at the petite Berserker surrounded by flames before her and suddenly realized that the other was far more composed than she appeared.

The three questions she raised were not casual or childish.

Is this the legendary intelligent child?

Atalanta, who already loved children, immediately became much more serious.

The catgirl servant seamlessly switched the focus of the question to Ian and began to answer it seriously.

"If you ask me if I find it interesting... then of course it is interesting."

"After all, when he does this kind of thing, he pats my head very gently."

“Indeed.” Berserker nodded in agreement. “Lord Abe would very gently pat our heads before slowly stuffing in what we needed to serve.”

"..."

Although she felt the topic was somewhat delicate, Atalanta couldn't care less about that at the moment.

She answered the second and third questions at the same time.

"As for your question about whether I like it or look forward to the next time—"

"My answer is ..."

Atalanta looked at the six-armed Berserker before her with a resolute expression.

"I really like it and I'm looking forward to it."

"You could even say that this is why I participated in this Holy Grail War."

"..."

Ibaraki-dōji did not answer what Archer was saying.

But the flames on her body were disappearing at a visible rate until they finally returned to their original state.

"Just as I expected—"

Ibaraki-dōji looked at Archer, who was much taller than him, and nodded.

"You also really enjoy serving Abe-sama's ○ stick, don't you?"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Tohsaka got confused.

Just a moment ago, Archer was fighting Berserker to the death, but now he's chatting like nothing happened.

The six-armed demon that was originally burning has turned into a harmless little girl.

The atmosphere was harmonious, but at the same time, it was also eerie.

"Sister," Sakura Tohsaka asked with some concern, "Are you sure we shouldn't worry about Archer?"

"..."

Rin Tohsaka scratched her face, looking quite troubled.

"You want me to manage this... but I don't know how to manage it either?"

"Should I let her continue fighting Berserker? Or should I stop her from talking to Berserker?"

"Neither of these options seems like a good fit right now, does it?"

"That's right..."

Looking at the harmonious atmosphere between Berserker and Archer, Sakura Tohsaka had the same realization.

Back to Ibaraki-dōji, after confirming the close connection between the Archer before her and the Abe-sama she admired, other thoughts began to form in her mind.

Ibaraki-dōji is a very unique being.

Despite being a Berserker, it miraculously ignores the Berserker's inherent Berserker side effects because it is a Demon.

Her thinking and communication are now unrestricted.

"Archer, wait for me!"

Ibaraki-dōji said to the cat girl in front of him.

"I will inform my Master."

"Eh, oh..."

Atalanta sensed that Berserker's attitude had become more friendly, and she lost the will to fight him.

She put away her Tauropolos (the bow of the heavens).

"I understand."

"That--"

"I'll also return to my Master for now."