Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Thinking that keeping her awake would only cause her more pain, Shirou comforted her by saying, "Leave the rest to me," while using a suggestion magic spell.

"..."

Ye Sizhen did not resist and peacefully fell into a deep sleep.

After putting the injured person to sleep, Shirou began the treatment.

In fact, Shirou should have called his teacher for help in this situation.

Unfortunately, Ms. Avalon left Fuyuki two weeks ago to embark on her annual journey.

"Because unlike her brother who was imprisoned in the tower by the witch, she is a flower magician who is always traveling!"

Even my beloved Arthur couldn't stop my journey to find myself, so goodbye~!

Staying in one place for too long will make you rot; you should go out more often!

After casually uttering those words, Lady Avalon vanished on the wind.

"..."

With no other option, Shirou had to carry out the follow-up treatment himself.

The woman's cheongsam had no visible wounds, except for a large amount of bright red blood on her chest.

Based on the previous emergency treatment, he judged that the woman had suffered a penetrating injury to her heart or lungs, but there was no damage to her clothes.

What is going on?

In short, without further examination, there is no way to know the truth or receive treatment.

"Excuse me, this was all for saving lives."

As Shirou spoke, he reached out and touched the woman's impressive breasts, which remained prominent even when she was lying down.

By the way, do people wear Western-style underwear under a cheongsam?

Shirou swallowed hard. The choice of kimono varies from person to person.

Traditional Yamato Nadeshiko, Asagami Fujino, would not wear underwear under her kimono.

She would wear Ryougi Shiki; she was a reformer.

Traditional Chinese women's underwear... I think it's called a bellyband?

Shirou had seen the picture online.

At the very least... you absolutely have to wear a bellyband underneath, lady!!

Praying, praying, Shirou unbuttoned his shirt.

"…………"

The boy gasped.

This woman is half reformer and half traditionalist.

The upper body is traditional (No bra), and the lower body is innovative (Pants).

The enormous, alluring fruit, freed from its constraints, oscillates like a clock under its elasticity—

Shirou will probably never forget the sight of the red spider lilies blooming on the snow-capped mountains.

After that, he hurriedly underwent follow-up treatment.

By the time we finished, it was already 11 p.m.

"Oh no! I forgot my promise to Alice!!!"

Shirou's expression changed drastically. He quickly settled the wounded and rushed out of the room.

Waiting for him there was Irisviel, who looked awful, and what followed was a half-hour lecture.

……

……

"Um……"

When Ye Sizhen opened her eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

The afternoon sunlight streaming in at an angle gradually brought the thought magician, who was lying on the blanket, back to consciousness.

This is... an unfamiliar Japanese-style room.

Ye Sizhen looked around the room but didn't see anyone else.

The room was neatly furnished, indicating that someone lived there, and the homeowner seemed to be a conscientious person.

She remained silent, staring blankly at the wooden ceiling.

That one last night...

So it wasn't a dream after all...

Thinking of this, a small joy sprouted in Ye Sizhen's heart.

He fought against the land managers of Fuyuki and suffered a fatal wound due to misjudging the enemy's strength.

Ye Sizhen had already mentally prepared herself to die far from home, but... she was saved by a complete stranger.

Overwhelmed with relief at being rescued, Ye Sizhen began to recall the scene of being carried back here last night, but unfortunately...

I can't remember any of the details.

Of course, I can't recall any of that person's physical features.

but……

Only one thing is certain.

He possessed a gentle aura that could calm Ye Sizhen's emotions and mood; he was an incredibly remarkable person.

What kind of person is he exactly?

All we know so far is that he is a man.

The thought magician wrapped himself in a blanket and couldn't help but imagine what his savior would look like.

She felt she should prepare herself mentally before meeting that person.

"…………Um?"

Ye Sizhen frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

I always feel a chill under the blanket.

The refreshing sensation of skin rubbing against skin...

She slowly got out of bed and pulled off the blanket.

"…………"

Ye Sizhen was dumbfounded: she wasn't wearing anything.

No, it's not that nothing happened, it's just that the cheongsam is gone.

She was wearing underwear properly on her lower body, but her chest was wrapped in bandages.

So that means I wasn't wearing a bra when I went out.

Because that cheongsam was originally a magical costume, it also had multiple functions such as blade protection, explosion protection, and preventing wardrobe malfunctions, therefore...

"Woo!"

Ye Sizhen's face instantly turned bright red.

They've seen everything.

My body has been seen naked.

Although it was for treatment, her body was seen naked by a man she had never met before!

"Ugh... I want to die."

For a fleeting moment, I thought to myself, "I wish I hadn't been rescued last night."

I was frustrated for a while, but then I calmed down a bit.

Although she hadn't seen what the man looked like yet, Ye Sizhen was certain he wasn't the kind of man who would take advantage of a woman in distress.

She searched the room for a long time but couldn't find the cheongsam. Had it been taken away to be washed?

Ye Sizhen wrapped her half-naked body in a blanket and tiptoed toward the door.

Before even getting close, I could vaguely hear conversations outside.

Driven by curiosity, she opened the door a crack and looked outside.

A red-haired boy stood in the Japanese-style courtyard.

Although she could only see his profile from afar, Ye Sizhen instantly knew: it was this boy—

The person who saved my life and brought me back here last night.

To see more clearly, Ye Sizhen pressed her eyes even closer.

The boy's age... well, he's probably around fifteen, a full twelve years younger than me.

Although his face still retained a childlike innocence, he gave off a contrasting aura of maturity and composure, which captivated Ye Sizhen.

Opposite the boy was a white woman talking to him.

Is she a maid who works in this mansion?

"……ah."

Ye Sizhen, who was still recovering from serious injuries, suddenly lost strength in both legs and leaned forward.

In that critical moment, she braced herself against the floor with one hand, thus avoiding falling.

"Snapped!"

Shirou and Liselle heard the noise coming from the corridor and turned around at the same time.

"........."

Shirou's mouth dropped open.

The woman he had hidden away last night was now wrapped in a blanket, her snow-white shoulders exposed, standing at his bedroom door.

"Wait, wait a minute, Liz! It's not what you think, there's a much deeper story... Let me explain!"

Shirou hurriedly tried to explain himself.

What should I do?

Option 1: Bribe Liz to keep the secret.

Option 2: Admit your mistake and kneel down to apologize to Ailitu.

The correct answer should be—

"Explanation, what?"

Liselle tilted her head and blinked her eyes innocently: "What happened?"

"what?"

Shirou realized: Could it be... that Rize can't see this woman?

Looking again, the beautiful woman Shirou had picked up revealed a mysterious and alluring smile, raising her right hand—

What she held in her hand was the invisibility charm that Shirou had given her last night.

……

……

After saying goodbye to Liselle, Shirou returned to the Japanese-style room.

Close the sliding door and apply a magic spell to ensure it cannot be easily opened from the outside.

As soon as she turned around, Ye Sizhen walked up to Shirou.

She cupped her left fist with her right hand and made a cupped-hand salute.

"I am Ye Sizhen from Spiral Pavilion·Pingyi Building. I am very grateful for your rescue last night."