Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

"...It was Joan of Arc."

Although the blonde girl was somewhat surprised by the boy's unusual attitude of being arrogant at first and then obsequious, she took it as his devotion to God.

"Ok."

Joan of Arc nodded in satisfaction: "If you don't mind, please let me travel with you."

“Great, let’s go quickly. This way, Jendor.”

"So you said it was Joan of Arc! You definitely did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Joan of Arc followed in Shirou's footsteps.

As the supervisor, Ruler shouldn't have too much involvement with Servants from either the "Red" or "Black" factions; that would be unfair.

However, Shirou is not an ordinary one of the Seven Knights, but rather an Extra like her.

Joan of Arc saw this as a good opportunity to find out more about the Keeper and why he had come to perform this ritual.

Of course, what Joan of Arc didn't know was that Shirou also had his own plans.

Since she was a saint in Catholicism, she must have been very good at preaching, right?

Shirou thought it was worth a try.

I want Jeanne d'Arc to help me properly teach Aika Sajou.

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Volume 5, Chapter 202: Aigoo: You two might as well kill me!

A hotel in Sigishwara.

A girl with platinum blonde hair sat on the edge of the bed, gazing uneasily at the clock whose second hand was slowly turning.

It's 8pm now.

The agreed-upon time had long passed.

"Is Saber alright...?"

The battle had started half an hour earlier, and Aika had sensed the commotion in the street immediately.

Who is Saber fighting?

The opponent is very strong. Even in this star-studded Holy Grail War, Lancer is overwhelmingly powerful.

Aika really wanted to rush out to find out what was going on, or to help her servant.

I really want to, but I can't.

The two had agreed before leaving that Aika would not leave the hotel no matter what happened.

And so, the girl spent about half an hour in a state of trepidation and anxiety.

The streets have returned to calm; the fighting outside had ended a while ago.

Sajou Aika placed her hands on her soft chest, her furrowed brows finally relaxing into a relieved expression.

She could still feel something more important than her own life—the magical thread connecting her to Shirou.

They should be back soon.

Thinking of this, Sajou Aika quickly got up and tidied the room.

She thought about it as she worked.

He actually imprisoned his Master in a room; what a capricious and dictatorial king!

Ai-ge pouted resentfully: But that's what I like about him, I like even that.

but……

"In that case, I must take appropriate measures," the girl thought.

Yes

As a reward for being obedient and staying in his room tonight... Shirou has to pay for it.

At once……

When he comes back, I have to ask him to touch my hair.

No, no, no... I'm not a child anymore, just patting my head isn't enough!

When the word "satisfaction" came to mind, Aika Sajou's cheeks quickly warmed up.

What was she thinking about? A bewitching, mature gleam flickered in the eyes of the pure and innocent girl.

"Ugh... a kiss on the cheek was way too advanced. I wasn't mentally prepared for it...!"

Sajou Aika cupped her flushed face and adorably swayed her shoulders.

"So... kissing on the forehead... should be okay, right?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Shirou is back!

The girl quickly walked to the door, took a deep breath, composed herself, and finally opened the door.

“You’re back, Sabe…”

Before she could finish speaking, Aika Sajou's smile froze, her beautiful eyes, which seemed to reflect the stars, turning into black holes.

The boy the girl longed for appeared at the door, but it wasn't just him; there was another woman there too—

Her blonde hair, neatly braided into three plaits, her refined beauty, and her fair skin seemed to exude an aura of nobility and purity.

She was wearing what appeared to be a school uniform; the simple and clean outfit couldn't hide her well-developed figure.

Those full breasts, unimaginable from a slender waist, whether in shape, size, or perkiness, were an unattainable peak for Aigo.

"Saber, who is this?"

Sajou Aika stared at Jeanne d'Arc and asked in a trembling voice.

"I met her on my way back. She's the Ruler in charge of overseeing this Holy Grail War, she's Jeanne..."

The blonde girl suddenly stepped forward, pushing Shirou aside, and introduced herself before he could blurt out his name.

"You must be Artoria's Master? Nice to meet you. Your real name is Jeanne Darque."

"Ah... Al?"

Sajō Aika's face turned even paler.

Why would the adjudicator address Arthur by his name so affectionately upon their first meeting?

—Actually, Shirou always deliberately called Jeanne d'Arc by the wrong name, so she retaliated by using "True Name Vision" to see through Shirou's true name (Artoria Pendragon).

Ai Ge tried her best to calm herself down and asked.

"Why, why is Ruler with Saber?"

Joan of Arc gave Shirou a wink; it was better for him to handle this kind of topic.

Of course, the tacit interaction between the two did not escape Aigo's eyes.

"What? You're already thinking of me now?"

"Okay, hurry up and explain."

Shirou explained the situation to Aika.

Ruler, who just arrived in Sigiswara tonight, is in the predicament of having nowhere to spend the night.

Because it is the peak tourist season, all the hotels in the town are fully booked.

That's why she thought of asking Shirou for help, and decided to stay here temporarily until she found a place to stay.

"Just to be on the safe side, please allow me to state my position."

In this Holy Grail War, I have no intention of assisting either the "Black" or "Red" factions; I am only here temporarily.

Joan of Arc said in a serious tone, "I will pay for the inn expenses properly."

"What? Pretending to be something it's all about," Shirou muttered under his breath.

"Artoria, what did you just say?" Joan of Arc asked with a smile.

"You said you'd pay, but do you have the money?"

"Yes...of course I am! Otherwise, how do you think I came to Romania? I paid for it myself!"

As she spoke, Joan of Arc pulled out a plane ticket from her pocket and threw it at Shirou's face.

Although it was said to be self-funded, to be precise, the plane tickets were bought with Leticia's allowance.

The thought of having to apply for reimbursement from the church or magic association made her feel incredibly depressed.

"You're looking for a place to stay because you have nowhere else to live?"

The sound of love songs made Jeanne and Shirou stop their playful fight.

"Ah, yes, that's right."

"really?"

The young girl frowned slightly, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Her intuition was not wrong.

Even if Joan of Arc were incredibly generous, she would never approach one side in the Holy Grail War for such a reason; that would be a clear dereliction of duty.

The reason she approached Shirou was actually to facilitate surveillance and investigation.

Although Aika Sajou didn't see through this layer, she vaguely sensed that this woman had ulterior motives for approaching her Saber.

"!"

Joan of Arc jolted and immediately straightened her back—

As a result, her already eye-catching full breasts swayed right in front of Aika.

Aika: "…………"

Joan of Arc: "?"

The saintess inexplicably sensed a murderous aura.

"Aige, I'm counting on you for my part too."

"what?"

Shirou's voice brought the girl back to her senses.

"Can Ruler stay here?"

Shirou's pleading tone surprised Aika.

She had never seen Shirou ask her for a favor so earnestly before...

Saber, do you really want this woman to live with us?

Joan of Arc bowed deeply: "I'm counting on you for my sake too."

Sajō Aika bit her lip and finally nodded.

"……All right."

Although I was very reluctant, I still couldn't refuse him.

"That's wonderful! Thank you, Miss Aika!"

Joan of Arc happily opened her arms, and her two heavy mounds pressed down on Ayaka Sajou.

Please take good care of me in the future!

"Heh...hehe."

Although Aika Sajou really wanted to push the woman away, she could only bite her lip in humiliation because of Shirou's pride.

……

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