Regarding replenishing,
Ayato was a true master-level figure.
After all, he often had to reward his servants.
"Master, when will you come to my world again?"
Esdeath's body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed. She looked at Ayato with a charming gaze, her eyes seeming to speak.
"Wait until I finish participating in this Holy Grail War. Be patient."
Ayato said seriously.
After all, there were still Medusa and the others; priorities had to be set.
"Is that so?"
Esdeath gave Medusa and the other women a meaningful look and said, "Please take care of me from now on."
"Please take care of me."
Artoria nodded, her expression as usual.
Replenishing,
Having witnessed it twice in one night, she was somewhat numb to it.
"Mm, please take care of me."
Medusa's body stiffened slightly, somewhat unnatural.
After all, she had just been thinking about how to compete for favor.
"Looking forward to seeing you all again."
Esdeath waved her hand and said to Ayato, "I won't disturb you further, Master. Let me go back first."
"Okay."
The light of the magic circle flickered, and Esdeath's figure gradually disappeared.
"By the way!"
Ayato turned his head and asked, "How's our dinner coming along?"
"Dinner?"
Medusa was startled, then said urgently, "Oh no, the soup I was stewing!"
After dinner,
Ayato read through magic books by the lamplight.
It had to be said, the Matou Family had many treasures. It would take some time to finish reading them all.
Just as he finished one book, Medusa walked in.
She looked at Ayato, her pretty face slightly flushed.
"Master, how was dinner? To your liking?"
"Very good."
Ayato nodded. "Especially the meat soup you stewed. It was very flavorful."
"I'm glad you liked it, Master."
Medusa sat in a very standard seiza. "Master, would you like a lap pillow?"
After speaking, her eyes darted away, not daring to meet Ayato's gaze.
Although Esdeath had strengthened her resolve considerably,
Coming here like this on her own,
If her Master thought she was shameless, that would be terrible.
'Indeed, this was too impulsive.'
'Should I wait a few days?'
'Esdeath, nice assist.'
Ayato gave an internal thumbs-up and didn't hesitate.
To refuse a gift delivered to his doorstep would be to waste all the effort he had put in.
"Hmm?"
Medusa, lost in her thoughts, felt the softness on her legs.
Looking down, she met those ruby-like eyes.
It felt as if her very thoughts would be sucked into them.
Acting almost instinctively, Medusa spoke.
"Master, I smell of the kitchen and blood. Could I borrow the bathroom?"
…
Next room,
Artoria's eyes were wide open, her ahoge constantly swaying.
She was a bit slow, but not stupid.
It was late at night, and she genuinely wanted to sleep.
Helpless,
She pulled a pile of snacks from the drawer.
Never mind, she'd just eat.
"Mm... delicious..."
Her eyes narrowed in a blissful smile.
Indeed!
As long as there was good food, it didn't matter if she didn't sleep.
But soon,
The food was gone.
Listening to the still-unceasing sounds, she fell into distress.
'Damn it.'
'I had chosen the wrong room.'
…
The next day,
Early morning!
At the dining table, Artoria and Sakura looked at the dark cuisine before them and fell silent.
'How were we supposed to eat this?'
Artoria looked at Irisviel with tired gaze.
'After enduring a night of torment, why was even my joy being taken away?'
Sakura took a breath and forced a smile. "Irisviel-nee, I'm at an age where I need to grow."
Irisviel said seriously, "Yes, I specially prepared a nutritious breakfast for you."
"But weren't we supposed to let Medusa-nee cook from now on?"
"Yes, but she overslept."
Irisviel blinked and said earnestly, "Trust me just this once. I've changed the recipe. The food has definitely improved greatly."
Artoria: "..."
Sakura: "..."
'By eating that stuff,'
'Only Hell awaited us.'
In the end, Artoria went to the convenience store and bought bento boxes.
By noon,
Ayato brought Medusa to the dining room, both looking refreshed and clear-headed.
It had to be said, Medusa, as a former Berserker-class Servant with her petrifying eyes, was formidable.
But in the end, he had still won by a narrow margin.
"You're just eating this?"
Medusa walked down the stairs somewhat unnaturally, looking at the bento boxes before everyone, her brow slightly furrowed.
"Oh my, someone had to sleep until noon."
Irisviel narrowed her eyes and smiled. "And the two of them weren't satisfied with my cooking."
Hearing this, Medusa's body stiffened slightly.
'Oh no, I had forgotten about that.'
'These people... could they all already know?'
'This... was too embarrassing.'
Medusa's inner thoughts were in turmoil, but she maintained her usual expression.
She stole a glance at Ayato. 'This bad guy, can't he keep track of time?'
"Medusa-nee."
Sakura said pitifully, "I'm hungry."
Artoria nodded. "I want meat."
Irisviel said with a knowing smile, "But Medusa-san has eaten her fill."
Medusa could no longer hold back and fled toward the kitchen.
"Wait a moment, I'll cook right away."
"Don't push yourself, Medusa-san."
Irisviel smiled like a fox.
...
At a church.
Two figures stood one behind the other, gazing at the distant cross. Whether they were actually looking at it was anyone's guess.
"Assassin is gone?"
Tokiomi said without turning his head. "And we gained no useful intelligence?"
Kotomine Kirei said calmly, "I am very sorry."
"This is not your fault. That Caster is simply too strong, and now with Saber's assistance, he is definitely my greatest enemy."
"No, Sensei, that's not what I meant."
"There is something else? Speak. I won't blame... pfft."
Before he could finish his sentence, a dagger pierced through his chest.
"You..."
Tokiomi turned his head, his face full of disbelief.
Meeting his gaze, Kirei felt an unimaginable pleasure.
'Indeed, Gilgamesh had been right.'