Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

After the emptiness in his heart subsided slightly, the man, who had suppressed his thoughts, sighed and pushed open the door to his room.

Kirei immediately felt uneasy, as if he had accidentally wandered into someone else's room.

It wasn't that the smell or temperature was different, but rather that the atmosphere had changed dramatically. The originally simple Kirei room was now filled with a luxurious and elegant ambiance, as if it had become a room in a palace.

The furnishings and lighting inside the room remained completely unchanged, except that a man was leisurely leaning back on the bench.

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The golden-haired Heroic Spirit, dressed in a modern style with a fur-trimmed enamel leather coat and leather pants, held a wine glass and gave Kirei Kotomine a secret smile.

Like a forbidden serpent coiled in the Garden of Eden, its tongue flicking.

Golden hair like blazing flames and eyes as red as rubies. That person was none other than Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, Tokiomi Tohsaka's servant.

Since being summoned, this Heroic Spirit has been roaming freely, taking advantage of his ability to act alone. Recently, he has even gone so far as to manifest a physical form, donning "casual clothes" and strolling swaggering through the streets. Kirei had heard Tokiomi mention this with a hint of grumbling, but he never expected Gilgamesh to actually come to his room.

He didn't seem to care at all about trespassing into someone else's room, and even poured the red wine he had taken from the cupboard into a glass and sipped it elegantly.

"Although there aren't many, the treasures here are more complete than Tokiomi's wine cellar. What a terrible apprentice."

Kirei could not tell why the other party came to visit him. He only saw that the table was filled with various bottles of wine. It seemed that he had taken out all the wine in the room and seemed to be tasting it.

It might seem surprising to outsiders. Kirei has a peculiar habit: whenever he hears of a place with top-quality wine, he buys it without hesitation.

Alcohol is a profound and endless world, the more one focuses on quality. In that case, perhaps there's a flavor that can fill the void in Kirei's heart. If such an encounter were to occur, indulging in alcohol wouldn't be bad—this desperate monk had once thought about it half-seriously.

So far, however, his dabbling in wine has yielded no results whatsoever; all he's gained are an increasing number of luxury brand bottles. Of course, he's never considered using these wines to entertain guests, let alone an uninvited rude guest. Even if the guest praises his wines, he wouldn't want to serve such a person.

"What do you want?" Kirei asked patiently.

"Nothing, I'm just interested in you." His eyes, peering meaningfully through the wine glass, gazed at Kirei.

"How about it? Even obeying Tokiomi's orders can't satisfy your soul?"

"Now that things have come to this, are you starting to feel dissatisfied with the contract, Gilgamesh?" Kirei didn't answer the question, but simply asked him coldly.

Even if the opponent were the legendary Hero King, Kirei felt no fear whatsoever. Regardless of Tokiomi's personal opinion, a Servant is, after all, a Master's servant. No matter who this Heroic Spirit is, as long as he exists, he is merely a being subordinate to Tokiomi. Compared to himself, as Tokiomi's direct disciple, they are at most of the same generation and position; there is no need for excessive humility towards him.

Kirei's attitude did not displease him; he merely snorted and savored the wine in his glass.

"It was Tokiomi who summoned me. The reason I am able to remain in this world is because of Tokiomi's support. More importantly, he treated me with the respect due to a subject, so it is not unreasonable for me to respond to him."

After uttering this surprisingly polite statement, Gilgamesh's unusually blood-red eyes revealed a look of annoyance.

"But to be honest, I never expected him to be such a boring person, he's not interesting at all."

It's quite unexpected that a Servant would say something like that.

Kirei was so surprised that his anger at the attitude and his suspicion about the true purpose of the visit gradually subsided. In this strangely relaxed atmosphere, Kirei almost allowed himself to have a place in the room.

So they started talking.

Starting with Kirei Kotomine's mentor, Tokiomi Tohsaka, they swirled their wine glasses and discussed the Holy Grail, magicians, the Church of Christ, and even the "Root" and the inner world.

Not only that, but looking at Kirei Kotomine, who declared, "I am already content as long as I enjoy this vast universe that belongs to my garden," he sensed that some kind of destiny was approaching.

There have been countless opportunities to break in and talk to him, but the king has not done so.

So why is it that only at this moment, tonight, when Tokiomi Tohsaka's actions are controlled by a Command Seal, has this oldest Hero King come to him?

"I'm just interested in you." As if sensing Kirei Kotomine's question, Gilgamesh repeated his initial statement, drained his glass of wine, and asked casually:

"Kiri, what about you? What are your desires regarding the Holy Grail?"

Upon hearing this question, Kirei felt for the first time unsure how to answer.

"I—" Yes, that's the biggest problem. Why is the stigmata on Kirei Kotomine's right hand?

"I...I don't have any particular wish that I want to fulfill..." Kirei's answer carried a hint of confusion. Upon hearing this, a strange light flickered in his red eyes.

"That's impossible. Doesn't the Holy Grail only summon those who are qualified to receive it?"

"That should be right. But... I don't understand either. I have no ideals I want to achieve, nor any long-cherished wishes I should fulfill, so why was I chosen to participate in this war?"

"Is this kind of question really that difficult?" A light laugh ripped through her, as if mocking Kirei's tense expression. "Having neither ideals nor aspirations, why not just pursue pleasure?"

"This won't do!" Kirei's tone unconsciously became impatient.

"You mean you want me, who serves God, to pursue pleasure—to succumb to that deeply sinful and depraved behavior?!"

The Command Seals system in Fate/Zero and Fate/stay night has always been a mystery, and I can't figure out the relationships between them either. So let's just set it up like "the Command Seals don't disappear after the Servant contract is broken." Otherwise, Rin's situation in the Unlimited Blade Works route is hard to explain, and Kiritsugu Emiya's reason for killing Kenneth is also insufficient.

Chapter 68 The following day, the surviving Assassin

[That's really an exaggeration, Kirei. Why would you equate pleasure with sin?]

[While the pleasure derived from wrongdoing may indeed be sinful, doing good also brings joy. What reason is there to assert that pleasure itself is evil?]

[So-called pleasure, in other words, is a form of the soul and spirit. To talk about pleasure isn't about 'having' or 'not having,' but about 'knowing' or 'not knowing.' Kirei, you don't understand your own spiritual world yet. You say you have no pleasure in your heart, and that's exactly what it is.]

In short, you should first learn what entertainment is.

"Don't say that. You can handle this in your spare time, as Tokiomi assigned you. Kirei, isn't your duty to track down the other five Masters? Then don't just investigate their intentions or strategies, find out their motives as well, and then tell me. Isn't that simple?"

[Knowing you've lost everything, who do you think is standing before you now? My treasury is overflowing with treasures!]

[Didn't I just say? I love the grudges and passions of humankind. Now, there are people here who want to defy the laws of nature, even resorting to miracles, just to achieve their stubborn desires. Among them, there must be one or two interesting characters. At least they'll be better than Tokiomi, right?]

[I will still patronize your fine wines in the future. While the wines here may not be considered nectar, they are all good brews, and it's a real shame to let them sour in a monk's wine cabinet.]

Having left, the interior's brilliance faded, and Kirei's room returned to its monotonous and dull atmosphere.

With an expressionless face, Kirei sat on the sofa, looking at several small props that resembled eyeballs on the table.

This was the treasure Gilgamesh had given him. Although it couldn't match the performance of a regular familiar, it was much more concealed and could at least fulfill the requirements.

Upon closer reflection, all those who participated in this Holy Grail War, whether Masters or Servants, were people who were desperately trying to achieve their long-cherished wishes. However, this maverick King of Heroes was not pursuing the Holy Grail; he only joined the battle because he disliked seeing people stirring up trouble by fighting for treasures behind his back.

Among the Servants gathered in Fuyuki City now, there is probably no other Heroic Spirit with a less compelling reason for participating in the Holy Grail War. In this respect, Kirei and he are similar—Masters who don't know why they are participating in the Holy Grail War are probably no one else like him.

No, there must be a reason why Kirei participated in the war; otherwise, it's impossible to explain why he was the second person after Tokiomi Tohsaka to obtain a Command Seal. Perhaps, deep down, without Kirei himself realizing it, he also longed for the miracle of obtaining the Holy Grail.

But what he wanted was definitely not the "pleasure" he was talking about. Yes, absolutely not!

Kirei Kotomine started clearing away the bottles on the table, something on his mind.

The person who truly knows the answer is not someone else; it must be someone else.

Kiritsugu Emiya. That man was closer than anyone else to the answer Kirei sought. A thought involuntarily surfaced in Kirei's mind: just like their conversation earlier, what if he could also have a dialogue with that man—

Of course, their positions are completely different. The relationship between these two wouldn't be one of dialogue, but rather one of guns and swords. But that doesn't matter; Kirei simply wants to understand Kiritsugu. A life-or-death struggle, risking everything, will reveal that man's inner world more clearly than any words.

And... his hand, which was clearing the table, paused slightly.

The young man who relentlessly pursued him from the very beginning, Shuoyue.

Where did his murderous intent come from? What is so special about me that attracted him?

For some reason, Kirei Kotomine felt that if he could understand the will of either of them, then—

He will then find his true self.

As for survival or destruction, that's something to consider after we find it.

The following morning, at the Matou Kariya residence...

After a night that left one feeling mentally exhausted, Shuoyue and Meiyou got up in the same bed.

Shuoyue sat up, yawned, scratched her bristling hair, turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, and put on her slippers.

—These actions are all completely synchronized with Miyu.

She wore white children's slippers with bunny ears that made a cute "plop plop" sound when she walked—this was Sakura's treasure.

The two moved in perfect unison, stepping across the living room filled with books and snacks, and into the bathroom.

Once inside the bathroom, Shuoyue skillfully used her foot to hook out a small stool from under the sink, then slipped her hands under Meiyou's armpits, picked her up, and placed her on the stool so that she could get a good height to see her face in the mirror.

Fill two cups with water, squeeze toothpaste onto two toothbrushes (one large and one small), and Shuoyue hands the children's toothbrush to Meiyou. The two of them start brushing their teeth in sync.

"You need to brush up and down, glug glug glug..."

"Okay, Onii-chan."

Looking in the mirror, it should be a very harmonious scene, with two equally sleepy-looking lazybones diligently grooming themselves.

Then Shuoyue wrung out a small towel with hot water and placed it on Meiyou's face, and Meiyou obediently stretched out her little hands to wipe it herself.

During this time, Shuoyue also finished her own tasks. After washing up, Shuoyue and Meiyou, who was looking up at her, exchanged glances.

The two extended their hands in perfect unison—

"rock-paper-scissors."

A ritual was performed that has been the most effective way to resolve human conflicts since ancient times.

As a result, Miyu continued to win the championship. Sakutsuki, who had accepted the loss, withdrew her outstretched palm, while Miyu smiled smugly, raised her head proudly like a princess, and declared her victory.

"Fresh milk pancakes, honey-baked banana yogurt, and..."

"Sushi, sushi! By the way, I bought salmon yesterday, let's make some braised fish, Sakutsu."

As they were talking, two more people, one big and one small, squeezed into the bathroom in perfect sync: Kariya with his eyes half-closed and Sakura with her head bobbing, looking like she hadn't woken up yet. Clearly, they hadn't slept well last night either.

Interrupted, Miyu pouted in dissatisfaction, but then her body suddenly felt light as Shuoyue carried her out of the bathroom.

"You want grapefruit black tea, right? I'll make it for you, I'll make it for you too." Shuoyue teasingly hooked the girl's nose, silently suppressing her desire for steamed buns and fried dough sticks, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Let's go, we still have a lot to do later."

"Don't forget the braised salmon!"

"roll!"

After enjoying a delicious breakfast, Kariya and Sakura went about their own business, while Miyu and Sakuzuki went down the stairs to the basement, which was protected by multiple layers of barriers.

Pushing open the door, one sees a series of figures of different appearances, their bodies bound by magical bands, their faces covered with skull masks, their heads bowed as if they were still unconscious—it looks like a human traffickers' hideout.

[The encyclopedia entry has been updated]

Hassan of a Hundred Faces

[Character Information]: Hassan-i-Sabah, the 19th Hassan of the Assassins, is schizophrenic and is influenced by Mami. His class itself is the catalyst used to summon Hassan. Therefore, Hassan-i-Sabah will always appear when summoned through the orthodox procedure.

[Hidden Information]: While summoning Hassan-i-Sabah through the orthodox procedure will definitely produce him, unorthodox procedures are another matter, such as the one summoned in the fifth summoning, or other characters like Swimsuit Shirou, Heroine X, or Emiya...