Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

During your lunch break, you start looking at job postings for part-time work.

Amazon Logistics Courier: Requires Dexterity A or above, hourly wage 50 QP

["Yanma Tei VIP Room Massage Technician": Muscle Strength B required, "Human Body Research" and other related skills preferred, hourly wage 100 QP]

Elizabeth Band's Guitarist: Requires skills like "Little Nocturne" and "Healing Harp," and comes with earplugs. Hourly wage: 500 QP.

[Fungus Heavy Worker: Requires Strength B or higher, hourly wage 30 QP]

What the hell is Fungus Heavy Industry? Why is it still playing this old joke from years ago? What kind of weird workshop is this? Are they asking everyone to bring their own vises and furnaces?

It’s not easy to find a job these days. Not only do you need to have a good attribute panel, but you also have to meet various skill requirements.

what……

Yinggu glanced at his skill panel.

His strength score is B+, and his human body research score is A.

She is perfectly qualified to be a massage technician at Yanma Tei.

And if I remember correctly, the owner of Yanmoting, Hong Yanmo, is a pretty good person. He would not disregard the lives of his employees like Edison did and almost turned the production workshop into Babbage's morgue.

It’s decided. I’ll go work for Yanma Ting from now on.

[You have successfully applied for this job. You can go to Yanma Pavilion to work after school.]

You glanced at your wallet balance and calculated the date of the social gathering. You decided to go to Yanma Tei to work after school today.

However, your plan has been slightly distorted. Poor Old Cui is still in detention, and Gawain, the class monitor, has been assigned a task by the teacher today, and he's also busy with the Knights of the Round Table club activities. And thinking of Kiara Seshoin still on the run, you don't dare go out to work alone.

You start looking for classmates who are willing to work with you.

"But you've only been at the school for a few days, and you're not very familiar with the Heroic Spirits' circle yet. In the end, you'll still have to ask Gawain for help."

[Gawain is a very recommended candidate for this. He walked into the next classroom with a clear purpose and pushed the delinquent-looking blonde girl to you without any explanation, as if he were pushing a hot potato.]

"This is Sir Mordred from our club. I'm leaving you in the care of him."

Chapter 11: Mordred

Standing before him was a blond, blue-eyed tomboy.

She has messy blonde hair, a face as sharp as a knife and green eyes. The tie of her school uniform is loose, and her chest is slightly bulging. Her beautiful curves have the tender texture unique to girls.

Gao Wen pulled her out as if he was solving a problem.

"This is Mordred from our Round Table Society. If you don't mind, take her with you. You'll be doing me a big favor."

Gawain, the always courteous Sun Knight, was quite rude when introducing Mordred. It was clear he truly disliked him.

But if you think about it carefully, looking at the entire Knights of the Round Table, there are few who can be polite to Mordred, and vice versa.

"Tsk, what's your attitude?"

Mordred, who was dragged out, said angrily, showing his somewhat fierce fangs.

"Throw me out like trash, you bastard Gawain!"

"Haha, let me correct you. When I throw away my trash, I just wrap it in a plastic bag and throw it in the trash can."

Gawain said with a wry smile, "As for you, Mordred, dealing with you is much more troublesome than dealing with garbage. Ingol is a friend of mine and Mother's. If you really want to make a contribution, go and help him. It will be like socializing you."

"What do you mean by socialization training? Do you think I'm a beast? Hey Gawain, this is how you ask for help!"

Snapped!

Gao Wen simply closed the door of the society without saying a word.

Mordred cursed a few words at the closed door of the Round Table Society, touched the back of his head with an unhappy look on his face, and then turned around to look at Yinggu.

Her image is very similar to Artoria, but she feels a little rough. If Artoria Pendragon is a majestic lion with feline characteristics, then Mordred gives people the feeling of a cute but wild wild cat.

If Yinggu had to describe his first impression, it would be a summer flower covered with thorns.

"Are you that guy who's been hanging out with Gawain and Tristan lately? What's his name?"

Mordred thought for a moment. "Your name is Tsuburaya?"

"That's a special effects company. Just a reminder, my last name is Mochizuki."

"Ah, well, your name seems to be Mochizuki Ayatoki, right?"

"Uh uh...that's a character from another work. Fine, just call me Yinggu."

"Huh? So your full name is Ingrid?"

"Your intuition is incredibly strong! Mochizuki and Yinggu, you've accurately guessed both of the origins of my name. Your intuition is truly transcendental." Yinggu was taken aback. "You're truly wasting your talent in the Round Table Club."

"Although I don't quite understand what you mean, I think you're complimenting me. You have some good sense, much better than Gawain and his gang."

Mordred's mood suddenly improved.

"So you're going to work at Yanma Pavilion, right? I'd be happy to accompany you."

"Uh... I won't trouble you. I can go alone..."

"What's with that subtle tone of voice? What do you mean? Do you think I'm a troublemaker just like Gawain? If you have any complaints, just say it directly!"

Ying Gu thought, your excited reaction just shows that you are in trouble, okay?

"That's not the case," he said, his sincerity half-hearted. "It's just that I feel a little shy walking with such a lovely and beautiful girl like you."

Activate the skill, high-speed divine word A!

The dice fall.

[Because you didn't sleep well last night, your "High-Speed ​​Divine Word A" level has been downgraded to "High-Speed ​​Divine Word B"]

【Result: Failure.】

Your sweet words didn't have the desired effect.

Swish!

Modred grabbed his tie and pulled him in front of him. Yinggu's face was suddenly very close to that heroic face.

"What's wrong with you, kid? I'm a knight after all. Are you kidding me?"

"Should I call you sir?"

"Okay, I've decided to kill you!"

"Don't be so sensitive! The honorific for a knight is Sir, okay? Don't kill me. If you want to kill someone, kill Tristan and Gawain. They're the ones who led me astray. You can kill them however you want, as many times as you want."

I can't treat you as a girl, nor can I treat you as a man. It should be easy to get along with you, right?

Yinggu sighed silently in his heart. Gao Wen really pushed himself into a huge trouble.

……

[At 6 pm, you and Mordred went to Yama Pavilion.]

Thanks to your superior strength and your skill "Human Body Understanding," you easily landed the job as a masseur in the VIP room. Despite Mordred's unpleasant attitude, he still carried out the assignment and remained nearby, acting like a bodyguard to ensure your safety.

Yama Pavilion, VIP room.

Yinggu took off his suit and school uniform and changed into the staff uniform.

Modred squatted on the steps nearby, one hand in her pocket and the other hand's slender fingers tapping the handrail of the stairs boredly, looking like a bad girl.

"I thought you were going to come here to work, but I didn't expect you were just here to take care of me," Yinggu said.

"What's wrong with that?" Mordred took out a pack of cigarettes. "I've been wanting to go out for a while now. No one cares if I smoke."

"Don't smoke in the VIP room. There's a smoking room right next to it."

"You take care of me."

Mordred said in a rebellious tone.

Yinggu actually understood her feelings a little bit, it was like being assigned a homework that a parent didn't like.

"Well, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this. How about this, Mordred? I'll buy you a pack of good cigarettes when I get off work."

"real or fake?"

She opened her green eyes wide and looked at him suspiciously:

"I thought you would be as rigid as Gawain, that perfect student, saying things like smoking is bad for your health and against the code of the Knights of the Round Table."

Ying Gu snapped his fingers: "I will respect what others like."

"Oh?"

"What's so strange about that? Tristan likes married women, and Elizabeth's singing can drive people away. These people's hobbies are all stranger and more harmful than yours. The Heroic Spirits in our school have so many strange hobbies. We can only learn to respect them."

"Hmph," Mordred snorted softly and lit his cigarette. "So what are your hobbies?"

He thought for a while and said, "I don't have anything I particularly like, just playing games and sleeping in."

"Everyone likes comfort and enjoyment, right? Can you say something different?"

Chapter 12: Male Special Attack

Yinggu thought for a while.

"As expected, you're most interested in girls at this stage..."

"Tsk."

Mordred put on a helpless expression, as if to say, "Why are you just like those guys at the Round Table? Is there nothing else you can do?"

"Why? If you want to hear nice things, I can say a lot, but I'm saying this because I want to be honest with you."

Yinggu quickly explained.

"Alright, alright," Mordred waved his hand. "Then you didn't become a masseur out of those... those lustful thoughts, wanting to massage beautiful girls or something like that..."

"You're just overthinking it, kid. I'm here to make money. While I've certainly fantasized about this wonderful possibility, the reality is that only elderly uncles or grandfathers come to Yanmoting to enjoy life and relax... I bet the person who'll show up later will be an old man with osteoporosis, like James Moriarty.

"only……

"I still have a tinge of hope in my heart. What if a miracle happens and a beautiful girl really appears...?"

boom!

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside the VIP room, along with the sound of armor colliding.

For some reason, Yinggu felt a suffocating sense of oppression from the footsteps.

The door to the VIP room suddenly opened automatically, as if a strong gust of wind had suddenly blown through.

A burly and imposing black figure appeared in front of the main gate. He wore a skull mask and a black heavy armor with blue-green ghost fire. His dark blue eyes glanced at Yinggu lightly.

"——Is this the VIP room that Beni Yanma mentioned?"

Holy shit, this isn't a beautiful girl, this is Wang Hassan! What an incredible old man has come!

This is a Grand Assassin, why is he here? Is he here to assassinate his target?!

"Yes, it is……"

Ying Gu asked with a look of horror.

"What can I do for you?"

"I am the old man from the mountain, sent by Chaldea Academy to teach. They have temporarily arranged for me to rest in a private room in the Yama Pavilion. Who are you?"

The old man of the mountain said in his old and deep voice.

Although the tone was calm, it carried a sense of oppression as heavy as a mountain.

Are you kidding me? The Grand Assassin will be teaching at Chaldea Academy in the future?!