I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

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Kiyohime smiled sweetly, then emerged from under the covers, tilted her head, and greeted everyone with a blush and shy expression.

......

What should I say at this moment?

Or what kind of expression should I make?

"Master... why don't you play with me anymore?... I'm embarrassed, but being together with you is enough to make us husband and wife, isn't it?"

"I'm...I'm sorry, Kiyohime, I didn't mean to."

Fujimaru scratched his cheek somewhat awkwardly.

If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having police?

Copy it!

"Please feel free to touch Kiyohime... um... Kiyohime is your servant, your slave, your wife, your wife, your family... your lover. Isn't that right? Damn it..."

In this situation, even if she were to push him away, she would probably just deliberately lift her white stockings and shamefully lure him out.

But don't define yourself as a wife so early!

Otherwise, Jeanne Alter, Saber Alter, and Mash will rise up and leave us with nowhere to bury our bodies!

Makoto's head is still in Saionji Sekai's arms, watching you every day!

Gudako wasn't one to be easily frightened. Although he felt a surge of lust, he took a deep breath and strengthened his hazy resolve.

Fujimaru swiftly lifted Kiyohime up, then straightened her kimono, instantly transforming her unkempt attire into a neat and tidy one.

"Are you...are you helping Kiyohime change her clothes?"

The girl smiled shyly, feeling embarrassed.

"Girls look prettier when they are neat and tidy."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gently rubbed the girl's head.

I remember this girl was also strangely and inexplicably teleported here as a completion reward in the last playthrough.

"Master, thank you very much!"

The girl hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka tightly.

Her warm, petite body pressed against him without any hesitation.

"Alright, Kiyohime. I still need to wash up, can you get off me first?"

"How about I help Master with his washing up? Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm quite the wife."

The little snake girl winked mischievously and clung tightly to Fujimaru, refusing to get off.

The Master has a very pleasant scent, and Kiyohime is unwilling to let go.

Little Kiyohime, full of energy!

After a hasty wash and a quick rub of her face, Fujimaru Ritsuka left [My Room] and went alone to the Chaldea Dining Hall, where Emiya was not present.

Wow, I woke up really early today. Mashu's door was still closed. In the past, Mashu would always wake up the lazy boy in front of Fujimaru's door.

However, everyone is too tired, so it would be better to get some rest.

Merlin and Jeanne's warnings were not unfounded, and the second singularity would not be one she was familiar with before, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart begin to tighten.

Not knowing when the exploration of the singularity will be completed, we must quickly restore our combat strength in a short period of time.

Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived at the cafeteria early.

As a model student, Ophelia would undoubtedly arrive at the cafeteria at this time very regularly, strictly adhering to the schedule.

The girl was carrying a cheesecake and a hot coffee, and was about to find a seat.

Good morning, Ophelia-san.

Fujimaru Ritsuka greeted her happily, her gentleness as warm as the sunshine.

Ophelia didn't dislike the boy; he was like a younger brother... well, he should be like a younger brother.

Ophelia blushed slightly as she confirmed her feelings and defined her role as the boy's older sister.

Did you also catch the sister's rays?!

However, what people born into magician families like this lack... genuine emotions.

If an older sister is nice to her younger brother, then she's not considered a "simp."

They can also beat people without restraint or scruples.

It can be a combination of stern reprimands and meticulous guidance.

"Ah."

"You got up very early today, that's commendable, Fujimaru. I hope to see you here at this time every year from now on."

Ophelia nodded, then sat down quietly, not daring to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

In terms of actual combat, this one is actually the strongest.

After all, her magic eye is almost a bug-level existence, which is to observe the possibility of the future and fix it, so unless it is 100% death, there is basically no possibility of killing her.

This powerful magical eye is terrifying not for observing the future, but for interfering with it.

"May I sit here, Ophelia-san?"

Did I say no?

...

Maybe not.

That means it's possible.

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and then sat down.

What should I say?

Actually, there are many things I want to ask Ophelia-senpai. Among the Lostbelts, the only Hidden Ones I've had the least interaction with are Ophelia and Debit.

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to say something, Ophelia took a deep breath first.

Then he said, "Fujimaru, have you ever felt lost or confused?"

Eh? !

Senior, is Senior Ophelia confused?

Ophelia has confused Gudako.

Fujimaru blinked, puzzled. "What does 'confused' mean?"

"It's that feeling of confusion—not knowing what to do or how to do it. Even though you're not a magician, as a human being, you must have had moments of confusion, right?"

"You once said that since it's about saving humanity, then we should be more like ordinary humans... Is that what you firmly believe?"

"As an ordinary person, as a common person, would I be more advantageous than a magician in saving humanity?"

Yes, Ophelia was confused by what Fujimaru Ritsuka had done.

It's not for any other reason than that Fujimaru Ritsuka, an ordinary person whose magic skills are not outstanding, performed even better than magicians.

This time, if Kirshtalia hadn't prepared a grand magic spell, they really would have had to drain Fujimaru Ritsuka dry to summon Saber and unleash his Noble Phantasm against the castle.

"Ophelia-san~"

The girl's face, furrowed with worry, drew closer. Although the boy's captivating gaze made her heart race, she was more concerned with Fujimaru Ritsuka's answer.

“Answer me, Fujimaru.”

"In your eyes, am I just a fool who only has power but knows nothing else, like a child?"

What to say.

Yes.

After all, only an idiot would start by talking about stealing someone else's Servant, and only an idiot would create a tense atmosphere out of concern for others.

After all.

Actually, she's just too kind.

None of you are psychologically suited to be magicians, so it's natural that you feel confused and in pain.

If it were someone else, like Father Kotomine, they probably could have fooled the silly kid into a limp.

That's a real question.

Your ancestors as magicians have already made their choice, so which one do you want me to say is more important?

Go talk to Dr. Roman!

I'm not a legitimate magician, why are you asking me?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt a little depressed.

Ah, I understand.

I finally understand.

No, I already knew.