Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Within that snow-white, voluptuous female body, every inch of flesh was inscribed with Command Seals, far exceeding the three Command Seals possessed by other Masters.

Even the class known as Rulers in parallel worlds, or the Church Overseers who control the remaining Command Seals from past Holy Grail Wars—the number of Command Seals they possess cannot compare to Irisviel's.

However, this does not mean that she can squander Command Seals without restraint. On the contrary, Irisviel must use Command Seals very carefully.

Because she only has three Command Seals on the surface, using the fourth would mean admitting to cheating and officially becoming the enemy of the Church and all other Masters.

Therefore, even with a double-digit number of Command Seals, Irisviel must be very careful in choosing how to use them.

but--

Face, neck, back of hands... streaks of shimmering crimson marks appeared on the silver-haired android's skin.

Irisviel did not hesitate for a moment.

From the moment she set foot on this island nation's soil, she decided to trust Saber completely.

"I'll support you with Command Spells, Saber. What should I do?"

"flight."

Saber blurted out, "Give me the command to 'fly.'"

"Okay, I see."

Saber sheathed her sword, lowered her stance deeply, and channeled all her magic into her body.

At the same time, Irisviel released her Command Spells: "Go, Saber!!!"

"————————!"

In an instant, the peaceful night seemed to be swept by a hurricane.

With a flash of light strong enough to burn the eyes, Saber shot into the night sky like a silver meteor.

"……ah!"

The shockwave created when Saber disappeared was so powerful that Irisviel gasped and had to hold her hair down with her hands.

The command seal contains the instruction "fly".

This is the result of multiplying Artoria's own immense magical power with the immense magical power stored in the Command Seals, and then converting the magical power through commands.

A "leap" that instantly turns a space of more than ten kilometers into nothingness.

Saber, who was standing firmly on the ground just a moment ago, is now thousands of meters away in the air.

"..."

Saber looked around nervously, as if searching for something.

She didn't actually have much faith in her "intuition".

The dragon's intuition is not omnipotent, but...

Artoria wanted to believe in the "fate" between herself and that person.

They wanted to prove that the emotion and excitement they felt while fighting side by side tonight were not just a dream.

Then, amidst the surrounding stars, Artoria indeed saw the figure she was searching for.

"Shirou————!!"

Saber used "Magic Release" repeatedly in mid-air, rushing over and tightly embracing the rapidly falling boy.

"Hmm, that's too rough...Saber."

Nestled in the arms of the Knight King, the red-haired boy spoke with a pained expression.

Being rushed over and hugged by Saber, who was clad in armor and radiating magic, was hardly a pleasant experience. Shirou felt as if he had been hit head-on by a 200-ton overloaded truck.

"I'm so sorry! I should have been more careful."

Saber apologized, "I got a little excited when I saw Shirou, so I didn't consider the consequences..."

“It’s okay, that’s Saber’s style.” Shirou teased, squinting one eye.

What kind of image do I have in your heart?

Saber first pouted, then put on a serious face: "If we're talking about something, Shirou, you also have a problem, right? What are you thinking!"

That's too dangerous! What if I hadn't sensed your distress call?

Shirou replied seriously, "I haven't considered that kind of thing."

Actually, I did consider it.

Ms. Avalon is being too dramatic, yelling that you're going to fall to your death. In reality, Shirou won't fall to his death even if he does nothing.

The reason is simple—quality.

An adult will die from falling from a height of three or four stories, but a cat falling from dozens of stories will only have its internal organs shattered and will take a long time to die from internal bleeding.

Doesn't it often appear on television news?

A child survived a fall from a building more than ten stories high because the child's weight was too low.

An even more extreme example is insects; no matter how high an ant falls from, it will never die.

Sister Teng's textbook seems to have provided a basic explanation of this phenomenon: Newton's second law, F=M×A.

The force Shirou experiences upon landing will depend on his mass.

Shiro is only 20 kilograms now.

With his weight and the tough physique that he's developed over a year of training, he'll be fine even if he does nothing; at most, his butt will hurt a little.

"I haven't thought about it... um!"

Saber's mouth was half open.

You will catch me, I never thought of any other possibility—Shirou's eyes seemed to say this.

For some reason, Saber's cheeks began to heat up.

"Yes, I see... I'm so glad you think that way, no, I don't dislike it..."

But this is really too reckless! This concerns your life, Shirou!

Idiot! Don't do that again!

Hey, Shirou! Are you even listening to me?

Artoria looked down with a displeased expression, only to find that the red-haired boy had already fallen asleep in her arms.

His body was exhausted after the battle, and the comforting feeling of Saber's arrival made him fall asleep immediately.

"........."

Artoria stared blankly at the red-haired boy's sleeping face.

Calm, peaceful, and full of childlike innocence.

Only at times like this do I truly act like a child...

Saber secretly thought to herself.

……

……

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...

The tireless ticking of the clock echoed through the night.

Shirou opened his eyes and found himself lying in his own Japanese-style room.

what happened?

Did Saber and Irisviel bring me back?

Shirou tried hard to think, but his brain was foggy and unable to function properly.

Is this a side effect of the "Dead Count Shapeshifter"?

Shirou couldn't be sure, but something felt off.

In the stillness of the night, he discovered that only his senses were exceptionally sharp.

Senses: sight, smell, hearing—

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock..."

Shirou suddenly heard the sound of a door opening and light footsteps.

Who? Could it be an enemy?

Shirou tried to get up to deal with the situation, but found that he couldn't move.

This feeling is different from the "unable to move" feeling after defeating the sea monster.

Shirou felt that his hands and legs were fine, but his "consciousness" just didn't want to move.

Just as he was struggling—

Good evening, Shirou.

"what?"

The red-haired boy recognized the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise, "S...Saber!?"

"It's me, I've come to see Shirou."

The beautiful blonde girl with emerald eyes entered the Japanese-style room and knelt down beside the boy's bed.

Shirou will not admit his mistake, nor is it possible for him to admit his mistake:

It's not Morgana, it's not Joan of Arc, it's Saber.

However, she was completely different from the majestic young female knight king who wore azure silver armor during the day—

She was only wearing a very daring, sexy halter dress.

Her bare, snow-white shoulders and slender arms were so delicate that it was unimaginable how she wielded the holy sword.

Her slightly heaving chest and slender waist seemed to exude an alluring fragrance.

The long, shapely legs extending from beneath the skirt shimmered alluringly in the darkness.

"...Why is Saber here?"

Shirou felt his throat quickly become dry and hurriedly looked away from the blonde girl's chest.

"Hmm? I came here because I wanted to see Shirou?"

Saber tilted her head as she spoke.

Will the Knight King here also make such cute gestures like ordinary girls?

Shirou swallowed hard: "That's not what I wanted to say! It's already 2:30 in the morning!"

And this is my home, my room, isn't it? Why do you know where I live, Saber? I'm calling the police—"

"The answer is simple."

Saber smiled, her beautiful face beaming: "Because this is a dream."

"Huh? A dream?"

Saber nodded: "Yes, this is Shirou's dream, so..."

As she said this, the blonde girl moved closer to the blankets where Shirou was lying.

She initially moved using only her knees, but later she started using both hands and feet, a posture that looked both charming and sexy.

Her alluring expression, her moist eyes, her flirtatious tone... no matter how you look at it, she was seducing the young man.

Shirou thought to himself: Is this a dream? How can a dream be this realistic? I can even smell Saber's fragrance!

Of course, Shirou couldn't climb out of the bunny either.

It's not that the "body" won't allow it, but that the "consciousness" refuses—

In dreams, humans are unable to act according to their own will.

"No, Shirou, you can't just move around like that. You've been fighting all night, you should get some rest."

Shirou saw Artoria stick out her tongue and lick her lips: "So Shirou, you can just lie there... I'll do the work tonight."