Chapter 229: The Method to Conquer Ibuki-Douji.
The god Ibuki-Douji looked down at the young man, smiling as she watched him.
"Glup..."
Facing the alluring woman before him, whose voluptuous figure was so excessive it bordered on indecent — this self-proclaimed onee-san, wrapped in a thin, tight outfit struggling to contain her overwhelming chest — the visual impact was unbelievable. Eikou couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Even in Chaldea, where countless beauties gathered, Ibuki-Douji, with her full and seductive figure, was still a top-tier heavy tank that was extremely rare!
The only ones who could compare to her would probably be people like Barghest and Minamoto-no-Raikou.
If he could truly recruit an Oni onee-san as voluptuous as this as his Servant, Eikou didn't even dare imagine just how thoroughly he would be "taken care of."
No, calm down, he thought. This is exactly the most troublesome type of opponent.
He had the skill My Love is Eternal. When dealing with older big-sister types who had huge breasts, he was at an extreme disadvantage, because in all dice checks he would always end up on the losing side. The more seductive and voluptuous the opponent, or the stronger her maternal aura, the more severe the side effects of My Love is Eternal became.
And while Disaster With Women was advantageous against female opponents, it also caused women to have an advantage over him in turn.
"..."
Eikou frowned, his expression growing serious.
In other words…
Right now he was basically a glass sword — if he slipped even a little in battle, Ibuki-Douji would easily break him!
Damn it, why do these Oni get born with bodies that are both sensual and provocative to this ridiculous degree? They really don't play fair!
"Then see you on the battlefield, my cute Mochizuki Eikou."
Ibuki-Douji smiled and waved at him, preparing to turn around and leave to get ready for the upcoming finals.
"Don't look at me like that — in truth, I'm really hoping you'll manage to tame me. If you do, then I'll be able to drink with you all I want."
"..."
Eikou froze.
What's that supposed to mean? Why does she think that following me means she'll get to drink freely? Does she think I'm some host working in a club?
Right after that, his eyes widened as he suddenly remembered the water of life that had gone missing the previous night.
Great… don't tell me she was the one who stole the bottle and drank it!
"To think she'd even dare drink that… she really is a hopeless alcoholic..."
Staring at Ibuki-Douji's captivating, mesmerizing back, Eikou muttered helplessly.
"How is it, Master?"
Artoria asked from beside him.
"Nothing."
Eikou shook his head, his thoughts in chaos as he continued thinking about how to win.
"... At this point, I should eat something first."
...
[And so, your match schedule has been decided in a rush.]
[By this afternoon, you and Caren Hortensia will join forces to face the god Ibuki-Douji, determining the champion of the League Tournament.]
[If everything goes smoothly, then tonight you will be able to return to Chaldea Academy.]
[…That is, provided you survive this battle.]
[...]
[There is only a short time left before the finals. It is not enough to tame a new Servant, and moreover, your current Servants' conditions do not allow for continuous fighting, so you have no choice but to rest on the spot.]
[As the victor, you have received generous treatment from King Gilgamesh.]
[He prepared for you a luxurious and comfortable guest room, first-class service, countless delicious dishes, and continuous entertainment facilities, so that you may adjust your condition to its peak before the coming battle.]
"...The situation is like that."
Eikou, sitting before the dining table and eating to his heart's content, reported the details to Chaldea.
"The final enemy is the god-level Ibuki-douji. If we compare her to a Pokémon, then she's basically Giratina. Even if you add me, Artoria, Medusa, and the other Servants together, we probably don't stand a chance. Caren might have some method, but she's still my opponent in the end."
"Can you use Disaster With Women to defeat her?"
On the other end of the communication, Holmes asked.
But before Eikou could even answer, Holmes' sharp mind immediately reacted: "Sorry, pretend I didn't say that. Ibuki-douji is a Ruler-class, she definitely has extremely high Magic Resistance. Disaster With Women probably won't have any effect."
"Exactly."
Holmes let out a long sigh. "Then this is troublesome. If Mr. Eikou cannot use Disaster With Women, it's no different from Achilles get shot in his heel."
"What do you mean by saying I'm Achilles shot in the heel? Are you suggesting my only purpose is to seduce women?"
Eikou thought to himself that this guy always looked serious, yet would suddenly crack these strange jokes.
"Not being able to use Disaster With Women on Ibuki-douji actually makes me feel relieved."
Eikou said while eating lobster, "That way I can fight at full power without anything holding me back. Fighting is fun!"
"Fight at full power, huh..."
Holmes murmured.
"Wait, even if Disaster With Women can't charm her, at the very least it can still trigger special attacks in battle. If we can find a way to locate her weakness and weaken her, maybe defeating her isn't impossible."
"Saying that is easy, but how do we weaken her…"
"Since King Gilgamesh used liquor to dissolve Ibuki-douji's magical energy, and she currently doesn't have a Master, then she must be in her weakest state… furthermore, her weakness is extremely obvious — alcohol."
[If you can come up with a way to get Ibuki-douji drunk, you might be able to win easily.]
"It's obvious indeed, but I can't just force alcohol on her in the middle of the battlefield, that's way too suspicious."
Eikou scratched his head.
"Mr. Eikou, this is currently the most effective tactic. If she's a god, then of course you must use her own mythology against her!"
"Umu, you're right."
Eikou nodded in thought.
This was the highest-efficiency and most realistic method available to weaken Ibuki-douji so far.
The question was: how to get her drunk?
"If the enemy were Roland, that'd be simple. I could just shove a vodka bottle under his—"
"Stop. You're very respectful to women, but when it comes to men, you really don't treat them like human beings," Holmes quickly cut him off.
[...]
[After a period of discussion, all of you had roughly determined the next combat plan.]
[Find every possible method to exhaust Ibuki-douji's magical energy, weaken her to the limit, and high-quality liquor will certainly deal real damage to her.]
[There isn't much time left before the afternoon's decisive battle, and you plan to lie down and rest a bit.]
Eikou quietly stood up, preparing to return to the guest room to think of countermeasures.
Seeing him suddenly rise, Artoria Lancer — who had been enjoying her meal very happily — reluctantly put down her knife and fork, intending to stand and leave with him.
"No need, no need, just keep eating..."
Eikou smiled.
"You're my main force. How can you fight on an empty stomach before a battle? When you can eat, eat as much as you can."
"Y-yes… yes, Master..."
The ahoge on Artoria's head spun in delight, and although she was a little embarrassed, she still obeyed.
Servants didn't need to eat, and eating didn't make them stronger, but Eikou felt that if Artoria liked it, then letting her eat more was fine.
Besides, Artoria blushing from eating so much looked truly adorable.
[Looking at Artoria eating, you somehow recall your deskmate – Wild Boar Princess.]
[Even though their personalities are completely different, and their backgrounds are different, their cuteness is exactly the same.]
[You really want to go back and pinch Wild Boar-chan's cheek hard.]
[...]
[You prepare to return to the sofa in the resting room to lie down for a bit, but you unexpectedly run into Medusa Lily after she has grown up.]
[To be exact, it is the adult Medusa.]
[Unlike Artoria, she has no intention of eating, maintaining her usual cold attitude as she walks back to the resting room.]
[But before you can step inside, you already hear Medusa's helpless sigh coming from within.]
"As for weight, I can try to reduce it, but height..."
The beautiful girl with long purple hair and a tall, elegant figure lets out a helpless sigh.
"It can only be cut shorter."
"Stop right there, Medusa!"
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