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"..."

Ian was completely speechless.

If he had known that Misaya would become like this when drunk, he would never have followed her up to the roof.

There is no way to go down for the time being!

"No thanks." Ian refused the other party's "compensation" of half a can of beer.

"Just drink it if you want... I don't mind."

"No! No way!" Scathach approached Ian and said, "Do you want to make the teacher a bad person who took other people's things but didn't know how to return them?"

"I didn't mean that."

"Then drink it!" Scathach grabbed Ian's clothes.

"Then we owe each other nothing."

There is no way.

Ian had no choice but to follow Scathach's instructions and drink the half can of beer in one gulp.

But what the knight didn't expect was that before he finished drinking, Scathach had already fallen directly on his thighs, knocking over several beer cans, causing them to roll down.

This is too much to drink!

When Ian, with a helpless look on his face, was about to wake the other person up, he heard a light voice saying something.

"So happy... I feel so satisfied today."

Scathach rubbed her cheek against Ian's thigh, completely lacking her usual queen-like arrogance.

When she is drunk, she looks more like a cute cat.

Hearing this, the man's hand stopped above Misaya's head.

He suddenly didn't want to wake her up so much.

After all, if you have been living a tight life for more than ten years, it wouldn’t be a sin to indulge yourself a little like you do now, right?

Snowing.

Knight Ian took off his coat and gently covered Misaya's body with it as a blanket.

He stroked her head and swept away the snow that had fallen on it.

"Misaye, have a good rest." said the man.

Scathach's body shrank a little.

Although the sleeping area is a bit bad with the roof.

But this was indeed the most sound sleep she had had in the past ten years.

"Why is it pressed there?"

The knight who had inadvertently protected another queen said with some embarrassment.

316. Scathach holds his vitals/Underwear incident/Her apology (4k)

This was the most comfortable sleep Scathach had had in nearly ten years.

She felt like she had been given the best pillow in the world, so soft and wide.

The only flaw is that there is a bump on the head somewhere, and it always feels like there is a hard object there.

But anyway——

The performance of this pillow is quite excellent.

Only then did Scathach realize that she had not had a good rest like this for a long time.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked again at this world that she had come to because of the call of the Holy Grail.

etc--!

Now isn't something wrong?!

Scathach opened her eyes and found that she was still on the roof.

Almost instantly, she recalled drinking here with Ian last night.

In addition, the clothes covering him looked familiar.

It's... the one Ian was wearing yesterday!

What about others? !

Didn't he drink with me?

Just as Scathach was confused, Ian's voice reached his ears.

"Misaye, are you awake?"

"Eh?!"

The sound came from above?

Scathach looked up and saw Ian with a helpless look on his face.

There was a sizzling sound.

The Queen of Shadow Kingdom recalled more fragmented images.

After drinking last night, I seemed to have fallen asleep directly on Ian's lap!

Wait a moment--!

So, what I just encountered, that thing that hit my head a little bit, is...

Scathach blushed when she realized the correct answer.

She bounced off Ian's lap like a spring.

With a last glimmer of hope, the Queen of Shadow Kingdom took a look at the place where she had just slept.

Impartial, neither east nor west.

It's that awkward position.

Scathach's face turned even redder. This was the first time in her life that she was so shy.

She turned around and muttered hesitantly: "Why...why didn't you wake me up!"

"Don't you think it's dangerous to sleep on the roof?"

"That must be dangerous." Ian said helplessly, "But Misaya, do you know how much you drank last night?"

"Just a few cans!" Scathach replied with a blushing face, "Isn't that right?"

“How many cans?!”

Ian brought the empty cardboard box from the side to Scathach.

"Misayo."

"There was a full case of beer, and I only drank one can."

"The rest went down your throat."

"what?"

Scathach's eyes widened, unable to believe what she had just heard.

But she soon realized that there was no need for the other party to deceive her about such things.

after all--

If he remembered how much he drank, he would be labeled as "dishonest" in an instant.

If you think about it from this perspective, then it must be true.

"Did I really drink that much?" Scathach frowned slightly, "Why don't I have any recollection of it at all?"

"So this is what it means to be drunk."

"..."

Scathach really had no way to refute this statement - after all, if she wasn't drunk, she would definitely know how to answer him now.

After thinking for a while, she returned her coat to him who was only wearing thin clothes.

"Here, put it on quickly."

"Yeah." Ian nodded and took back his clothes.

Watching the man put it back on, Scathach continued to ask.

"Speaking of which-"

"Did you use your clothes as a blanket for me last night?"

"Well... about that." Ian nodded and answered lightly.

"After all, you're already asleep, you can't just say you won't cover me, right?"

"What about you?"

Scathach glanced at the white land below the roof, on which there were a few cans - presumably they were dropped there by her last night.

"It snowed all night, didn't it?"

"Aren't you... cold?"

"Not bad." Ian smiled slightly, "It's not too cold."

The man is not trying to be brave.

As a Servant, he can use magic to resist the cold outside.

The resulting loss of magic power is almost negligible.

"Misaye... I think you slept well last night?"

"I feel like you haven't had a good rest for a long time."

"..."

Ian's words really hit the nail on the head for Scathach.

Ever since the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago, she has been working hard to find her own candidate.

The daily rest time is squeezed to a very small level because of taking care of the instructor of the gun-do club.

of course.

In theory, Scathach, who has obtained enough magic power from the "black mud" flame of the Holy Grail, does not need to sleep.

However, in order to maintain the "human" part of herself, she still sticks to her daily routine.

This resulted in her mental state being very bad although her body did not feel the slightest bit tired.

According to the existing definition, it can probably be classified as "sub-health".

but--

Last night was an exception.

Because Scathach not only fell asleep, but also had a beautiful dream.

In her dream, she was successfully killed, ending this endless fate.

"It's okay." Scathach turned her face away.

"but--"

"I did sleep better than usual."

"..."

【You realize that this is Misaya's way of agreeing with you.】

[She seemed to be limited by her status as a teacher and would not completely confirm someone's statement.]

[Words like this that do not deny are actually her way of expressing her affirmation.]