A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

Wang Chong removed his clothes, revealing his strong physique, and with long strides, calmly lay down in the comfortable bathtub.

Sajō Aika picked up a soapberry that emitted a faint fragrance, knelt on the outside of the bathtub, and began the service she had longed for.

Because the tub was shaped like a short, stout bathtub, and only reached about waist height, it made it very easy for her to lean in and apply foam to Wang Chong inside, wiping him carefully.

"Ah... This is the first time I've had such close contact with His Highness the Prince... Calm down, Aika, you need to calm down..."

When Aika Sajou touched Wang Chong's firm arm with her slender fingers, a strong electric current instantly surged through her body.

Her body temperature rose uncontrollably, her cheeks burned, and an indescribable throbbing sensation emanated from the most intimate core of her body. Warm nectar quietly seeped out and slid down her inner thighs.

"The experience tonight is far from over... I can't afford to lose control and collapse now... Inhale... Exhale... Relax... Relax your body..."

Sajo Aika tried to calm her surging emotions by silently repeating the mantra in her mind, but the effect seemed minimal.

Wang Chong keenly noticed the scorching heat in Sajo Aika's breath. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, a mischievous smile on his face, and asked, "What's wrong, Aika? Why are you so nervous?"

"No, it's not nervousness... it's just..."

Sajou Aika hurriedly shook her head, her cheeks flushed even more, and her voice trembled slightly.

"But this is my first time bathing His Highness, hehe... cough cough! It's normal to feel a little uncomfortable..."

As Aika spoke words of self-justification, she inwardly berated herself, feeling flustered and unprofessional even in this level of service.

Fortunately, as she continued wiping, Aika Sajou gradually found her rhythm.

Ai Ge gently stroked Wang Chong's skin with her fingertips, her mind gradually becoming absorbed in the task at hand. The initial restraint and tension seemed to dissolve like warm water, quietly fading away. Her movements became focused and fluid.

Soon, Sajo Aika meticulously wiped Wang Chong's arms, firm chest, and broad back.

She leaned closer, her nostrils twitching slightly, and only after confirming that there were no other women's lingering, unpleasant scents remained in these areas did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn her gaze to the next area that needed cleaning.

"Ugh... Here we're getting closer to His Highness's Noble Phantasm..." Sajō Aika lowered her eyes, her fair cheeks flushed even more, and even her small earlobes turned pink.

Her cool little hands pressed against Wang Chong's well-defined abdominal muscles, gently rubbing them back and forth, her movements as tender as if she were touching a fragile treasure.

However, even as she wiped Wang Chong's thigh, Aika Sajou's fingertips intentionally or unintentionally avoided the mysterious "forbidden zone" in the middle, as if an invisible flame lurked there, preventing Aika from reaching out to touch it.

Wang Chong, now standing upright to cooperate with her washing, looked down at Sajou Aika's cautious, deliberately avoiding gaze and couldn't help but let out a low chuckle, clearly teasing:

"What's wrong? Someone has been longing for this thing day and night, and now that it's finally in front of them, why are they running away like they've seen a flood or a monster?"

"How can there be such a thing as thinking of you day and night, longing for you... Your Highness is so mean, always making fun of me..."

Saya Aika was so embarrassed by this straightforward teasing that she almost wanted to bury her burning cheeks in her neck, her voice barely audible, filled with a deep shyness.

Chapter 590 Aegean in Charge of Bathing (Part 2)

"How about it? Want to try it out first?" Wang Chong continued to tease her, his voice filled with laughter.

“…Let’s give it a try…” Sajo Aika took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind. Her face was still flushed, but she had a stubbornness that showed she was ready to go all out.

With a slight tremor, she reached out her hand, filled with curiosity and shyness, and finally gently and tentatively grasped the scalding hot treasure.

However, the moment her fingertips touched it, the Noble Phantasm suddenly throbbed in her palm, brimming with vibrant life. This unexpected reaction startled Sajō Aika, causing her to gasp softly and nearly let go.

"Ugh... I feel like... even this guy is bullying me..." she complained softly, frantically adjusting her posture, and finally firmly grasped this "future" that belonged to her with both hands, clearly feeling the amazing power and heat contained in her palms.

"Try cleaning it up," Wang Chong said in a low, soothing voice, guiding her.

Sajou Aika immediately understood. Despite possessing the Root Knowledge Base, she wasn't entirely ignorant; however, she was indeed a novice in this area. She could only try her best to recall the information in the knowledge base and clumsily but earnestly begin practicing.

Aika carefully scooped up a handful of warm water from the bathtub and gently poured it over the "treasure," watching the water droplets slide down the pillar.

Then, with her warm, moist palms, she gently and carefully wiped the surface as if it were the most precious treasure. When she felt the skin under her palms was a little dry, she scooped up water again to wet it.

Most of the flat areas could be wiped clean with the palm of her hand, but those hidden crevices and corners could only be cleaned slowly and patiently with her slender fingers, bit by bit.

Fortunately, after this long period of intimate contact, the shyness that made Aika Sajou's heart flutter like a deer has gradually subsided.

However, a new and more intense emotion—a longing called "desire"—began to quietly grow and quickly took over her focused blue eyes.

Sajou Aika stared at the "treasure" in her hand, her eyes becoming hazy and burning.

“This is… the weapon that His Highness will use to become one with me…” Sajou Aika played with it almost obsessively, feeling the pulse and warmth on it with her fingertips, a sense of pride and satisfaction welling up in her heart, “Whew, as expected… His Highness is the strongest in every aspect.”

The only thing that bothered her was that the "treasure" was most strongly associated with the scent of other women.

She scrubbed and washed it repeatedly and vigorously, but the mixed fragrance remained stubbornly indelible, like a brand, and she could not completely get rid of it.

To some extent, this treasure, which has been through countless "battlefields" and cultivated countless "gardens," has long been permeated by various auras and lost its original pure flavor.

In other words, this treasure has been pickled and soaked in flavor; it's impossible to wash it clean (laughs).

"If you keep rubbing like this, our 'interaction' tonight might have to start early."

Wang Chong looked at Sajou Aika's determined expression, as if she wouldn't give up until she had completely washed away the smell of this "treasure weapon," and smiled helplessly before stopping her.

After all, the friction from Ai Ge's small hands and her focused attention were quite a stimulus for him.

"Uh... Ugh..." Sajou Aika suddenly realized that her actions just now were almost no different from actual service.

Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly stopped, saying, "Then... Your Highness, please lie down. Next, it's your legs' turn."

On the surface, Ayaka Sajou seemed to have given up on her plan to eliminate the odor. However, deep in her heart, a bolder idea was growing wildly like weeds.

"Hmph, if I can't wash it off no matter what I do... then I'll just completely cover it up with my own scent later!"

Sajou Aika gritted her teeth secretly, a glint of cunning and determination flashing in her eyes:

"Whether it's saliva or honey... tonight, His Highness's body, every inch of him, can only have the scent of me, Sajō Aika!"

Having made up her mind, Sajou Aika felt full of energy. After Wang Chong lay down as instructed, she quickly and efficiently cleaned his legs as well.

Soon, Wang Chong got out of the bathtub, glistening water droplets sliding down his muscular body. Sajou Aika immediately handed him a soft towel, which he casually draped over himself.

Then, with a slight movement of her fingertips, Sajo Aika performed a warm air magic trick. The gentle and warm airflow instantly enveloped Wang Chong's body, quickly evaporating all the moisture.

Wang Chong lay down on the large bed without putting on any clothes, only wrapped in a bath towel. Sajo Aika was responsible for carefully cleaning up Wang Chong's clothes, folding them neatly, and placing them next to the bedside table.

After doing all this, Sajou Aika, with a hint of indescribable shyness and anticipation, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, her back to Wang Chong.

Her two small, fair feet dangled over the edge of the bed, kicking restlessly forward, revealing the tension that was rising within her.

When she reached this final step, the long-awaited moment finally arrived, but she felt somewhat at a loss.

Her thoughts drifted uncontrollably back to the moment Wang Chong stepped into her room: Had every glance, every word, every action of hers been just right? Was there anything she hadn't done well enough? Would she have disappointed him?

She even thought back to earlier times, to every encounter, every conflict, every moment she was pushed away by him and then couldn't help but get closer, all the way back to the very first time they met.

Am I really good enough now to be Wang Chong's wife? Can I truly hold onto this happiness?

Sajo Aika took a deep breath, trying to calm her wildly beating heart, a barely perceptible self-doubt quietly rising in her mind.

It's ironic that the omniscient and omnipotent Princess of the Root is now so anxious and insecure.

However, isn't this anxiety born of love and care precisely the genuine emotion that she has always longed to experience deep down, the emotion that belongs to ordinary people?

"rustle……"

A soft rustling sound of fabric was heard as the blankets behind her were pulled back. Immediately afterwards, Ayaka Sajou felt a firm and warm chest press against her back, and a pair of strong arms pulled her into an embrace from behind.

That familiar, reassuring scent instantly enveloped her.

"What are you thinking about, Aige?" Wang Chong's deep and gentle voice sounded in her ear, with a hint of concern.

"I'm thinking about everything I've done with His Highness over the years..."

Saya Aika relaxed slightly, leaning back into his arms, her voice soft like a sigh:

"When I first met His Highness the Prince... I was so willful and arrogant back then, all I could think about was kidnapping him and locking him in my own cage."

She paused, then chuckled self-deprecatingly, "In the end, His Highness the Prince gave Aigo a severe lesson without any mercy... and it was because of that lesson that Aigo, for the first time, vaguely... learned to consider other people's feelings."

"Ha... how ironic." Her voice lowered. "I always seem indifferent to others, yet here I am, claiming to be considerate..."

“No, Aigo…” Wang Chong tightened his arms, holding her even closer, and gently stroked her hair with his other hand, “I’ve always seen your changes.”

He paused for a moment, his tone becoming more serious:

"As you know, I am not of this world, and I have some understanding of your... or rather, of the possible trajectories of all of you. I have already discussed this with you, so I will not say more."

"But precisely because of this, I know more deeply than anyone else what kind of person you would have become on your original trajectory..."

Chapter 591 The Pursuit of Happiness: It's That Simple (Part 1)

Wang Chong's voice was deep and filled with emotion: "Ai Ge. To be honest, even when you first joined us, I always had a lot of apprehension about you deep down."

Even though I know perfectly well that your feelings for me are real... for a long time, I couldn't completely let down my guard and stay on guard against your 'feelings'.

Wang Chong candidly spoke about his past regrets.

“Yes, I know…” Sajou Aika nodded gently in his arms, her voice without resentment, only understanding and a faint bitterness, “Aika won’t blame Your Highness. It’s Aika’s own fault… for not leaving a good impression on Your Highness in the first place. It’s all my fault.”

She was well aware of Wang Chong's past distant attitude towards her.

Back then, every time she excitedly pounced on him like a little animal, wanting to be his accessory, most of the time, all she got was his calm, even scrutinizing gaze, and she was ultimately left silently to the side.

On a few occasions, he would push her away with a rather cold attitude. That period was undoubtedly the time when Ai Ge was least liked and most frustrated.

But she also understood that she had only herself to blame.

It wasn't just because of her morbid, insane desire to lock up Wang Chong and possess him exclusively, but also because Wang Chong's sharp eyes saw through her so-called "liking" at a glance; at its core, it was nothing more than a strong yearning for the "unknown."

An almost instinctive impulse stemming from her very roots.

In other words, at that time, Wang Chong could be replaced by any unknown person or thing in Ai Ge's eyes...

It could be a male Arthur, or some other character whose future Ayaka cannot foresee.

This is the misfortune and sorrow inherent in Ayaka Sajō, the princess of the Root. Anything unknown holds a fatal attraction for her.

Wang Chong was simply the first one to stumble into the vision of this girl who yearned for the unknown.

It was only later, during the long period of time that Sajo Aika spent with Wang Chong and the women of different personalities around him, that she gradually came to understand this point.

She realized that her initial "liking" was not pure; it was a distorted emotion mixed with too much curiosity and possessiveness.

If this cannot be changed, she will never truly enter Wang Chong's heart.

In fact, many of the women who eventually became Wang Chong's wives were not initially so purely attracted to him.

For example, Aoi Tohsaka's approach was mixed with her personal desires for nightlife and her protection of her daughter's future; Jeanne d'Arc's initial attraction may have stemmed from guilt and a desire to make amends for her mistakes; for example...

But in their daily companionship with Wang Chong, through the trials and tribulations they shared, they were all subtly changed.

Their hearts eventually, naturally and sincerely centered on Wang Chong, wholeheartedly loving him as a person and accepting everything about him.

Saya Aika carefully observed and remembered all these changes...

However, perhaps due to the deep-rooted pride of the princess, or perhaps for some other inexplicable reason, her own changes came exceptionally slowly, so slowly that even she herself did not notice them.

However, perseverance eventually wore down the stone, and the subtle influence of those women eventually took effect on her.

She doesn't know when it started, but when Ai Ge rushed towards Wang Chong again with anticipation, she found that her embrace was no longer ignored.

Instead, Wang Chong would reach out and gently stroke the top of her head with a warm smile, giving her silent affirmation and encouragement, expressing his acceptance and care for her in another way.

Gradually... Sajou Aika found herself deeply enamored with this kind of tacit and tender interaction that belonged only to her and Wang Chong.

She even began to feel that simply being treated gently by him, being able to hug him, and feeling his body temperature was enough to make her feel wonderful and content.

"Is just this hug enough, Aika...?" A questioning voice, filled with inquiry, gently broke Aika Sajou's reverie. She suddenly realized that she had unknowingly uttered her thoughts aloud.

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Sajo Aika stirred slightly in Wang Chong's arms as she pondered the question intently.

A moment later, she turned around and gracefully sat on Wang Chong's lap in a cute duck-sitting position, straightening her back and bravely looking directly into his deep eyes.

Although Ayaka Sajou's cheeks still bore the faint blush of shyness, her clear blue eyes shone with an unprecedented seriousness and determination.

She took a deep breath, as if drawing upon all her courage, and then, facing Wang Chong, she flashed an incredibly radiant, heartfelt smile: "Yes, this is enough, Your Highness..."

“Aiko…initially, it was indeed out of her own selfish motives that she became like an inescapable shadow, constantly pestering His Highness.”

She candidly analyzed her inner thoughts, placing her hands on her chest, and slowly said:

"But it was precisely because of this daily and nightly interaction that I truly and purely fell in love with His Highness as a person."

"That day... in Rome, in what I consider to be the most pathetic and ugly moment of my 'beastly' transformation..."

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, but her eyes shone with happiness.

"His Highness showed no disgust whatsoever; instead, he embraced me without hesitation, cherishing and treasuring me so tenderly... The moment his lips touched mine, Aigo truly felt... to be the happiest person in the world..."

She tilted her head slightly, her smile carrying a hint of relief and sweetness: