The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"Sorry for the long wait, ladies! Here are your orders, please enjoy!"

　Steak, salad, mashed potatoes, chicken thighs, sausages and various side dishes...

　Although the original drink was red wine, unfortunately I was not allowed to order it because I was not old enough.

　Although it’s a pity that there is no red wine, it doesn’t matter. As long as the food is delicious, it’s enough, right?

　The silver knife sparkled under the light. The moment the fork was inserted into the steak, a lot of meat juice overflowed from the steak due to being squeezed. The aroma that was previously completely locked in the steak now gushed out in one breath.

　"Chaldea's cafeteria is truly worthy of its reputation..."

　After cutting off a large piece of meat with a knife, Fujimaru Ritsuka stuffed the entire piece of meat into his mouth in one breath and then squinted his eyes comfortably. His puffed cheeks trembled slightly as he chewed the food up and down.

　Just like a hamster.

　The girl picked up the knife and fork beside her and gently cut the steak in front of her.

　Although I often made it at home or had it from my mother, this was the first time I ate it in the school cafeteria.

　When was the last time you could relax with the people you know, not worry about anything, and just focus on what you have to do next?

　Chewing the food in her mouth, the girl turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window.

　How long has it been since I experienced such a peaceful time?

　-

　"Yeah - I'm full, I'm full -"

　Touching his round belly which looked slightly bigger than before, Fujimaru Ritsuka collapsed directly on the sofa, creating a depression out of thin air on the soft sofa.

　"It's because Ritsuka ate too much."

　"That's because I didn't expect you, Sieg, to be unable to finish your meal after eating just steak."

　"Sorry... maybe it's because my body hasn't fully recovered yet..."

　"It's okay. It's not a waste in the end, right?"

　As if listening to the girl's words filled with apology, Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to raise his head and say what he had just said. However, considering his current state, all the girl saw was a trembling hand slowly raised up and gave her a thumbs-up, then quickly lowered.

　It's called The Terminator, I think? That movie? Mashu once played it for me...

　But it's good that everything looks fine, so we don't have to disturb Dr. Asclepius who is standing next to us.

　Shaking her head gently, the girl slowly stood up, patted her skirt, and covered Fujimaru Ritsuka with a blanket.

　Although it is said that it is easier to fall asleep after eating and drinking enough, isn’t this a bit too fast to fall asleep?

　At least go back to the bedroom and sleep...

　After fixing the four corners of the blanket, the girl walked back to her room on the carpet without making any sound.

　There are no classes in the afternoon and no physical examination is required.

　After taking off her dress and knee-high socks, the girl climbed onto her bed.

　In this case...

　The girl curled up on the soft pillow

　One's own body

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　Then he slowly fell into a dream.

　Soon, the only sound in the room was the sound of even breathing.

　Time passed by little by little, until a portal suddenly appeared, breaking the tranquility of the moment.

　A white hand stretched out from one end and reached into the girl's quilt, as if confirming something.

　Then, the arm retracted, stroking the slightly pale face for a moment before completely returning to the other side. Then, along with the portal, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared in the first place...

　Everything is business as usual.

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　Postscript: Christmas, Swimsuit, Valentine's Day: Part 3

　"Christmas?"

　The girl looked at the beach in front of her, which was completely covered by golden sunlight and was emitting starlight all the time. She also saw hermit crabs and other strange beach creatures running back and forth on the beach from time to time. She tilted her head with a little doubt and looked at the fat man who led her here.

　"Yes... Christmas..."

　She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and the somewhat unconfident voice of Jeanne d'Alter, who was wearing a swimsuit, slowly reached the girl's ears.

　"but..."

　The girl hesitated slightly as she listened to Jeanne Alt's words. Although she had complete trust in Jeanne Alt, was spending Christmas on the beach truly normal?

　Isn’t Christmas supposed to be the beginning of winter?

　Although it is said that the four seasons in the inner sea of ​​stars are like spring all year round and there is no division into seasons, the concept of time, although vague, should still exist.

　This time period doesn't seem to be the Christmas time period at all, does it?

　"Anyway, Zig, you promised me before that you would stay with me after you came back, right?"

　The girl looked at Jeanne d'Alter, whose cheeks suddenly flushed for some reason and who also began to get inexplicably excited, with a bewildered look on her face.

　"Joan of Arc, do you want me to spend Christmas here with you?"

　Sometimes, innocence is often more lethal than sweet words, at least for a woman who is said to be very easy to deal with.

　After all, he is someone who can drink poison with a smile.

　Since you are already deeply involved in it, why continue to resist?

　The poison called hope has already corroded the body and soul, leaving them riddled with holes. Rather than facing the huge gap of falling into despair after giving up hope, it is better to continue to sink completely.

　so...

　"You were the one who asked this first, so don't go back on your word. If you do, I'll put you on a collar and keep you as my pet. Do you understand?"

　"Ah."

　"very good."

　Looking at the girl in front of her who answered very obediently, Joan of Arc Alter nodded with satisfaction.

　"Well, first, let me change you into a swimsuit. I happen to be free recently, so I'll take this opportunity to give it a try. Come with me..."

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　"Is this... a swimsuit?"

　With the help of the reflection on the water, the girl looked up and down at her current appearance.

　The swimsuit is mainly white, woven with magic threads, and decorated with purple lines. Purple lines are used to outline the flames, the round table, and Albion.

　The upper body is not only shaggy-shoulder, but also has an additional small vest to prove that it is the same style as Joan of Arc's swimsuit.

　While the lower body keeps the original clothing not too gorgeous, it still adds a skirt that only serves a decorative purpose.

　In general, it is full of various elements of Joan of Arc alter and the girl herself, and these elements are combined together without conflict under a relatively unified style.

　"Hehe, this is a work of my pride, and it's also the first swimsuit Habertlot has ever made. Even though I'm just a textile fairy obsessed with wedding gowns, I didn't expect my swimsuits to be quite good."

　"After all, she is Tetelotte..."

　Responding softly to Jeanne d'Alter's words, the girl stood on the beach, feeling the warm waves from the sun washing over her feet, then turned around to look at Jeanne d'Alter, who was rubbing her waist with one hand.

　"Then what's next?"

　"Of course it is——"

　"Of course it's a gift I carefully prepared for you, my wife."

　Jeanne Alter was interrupted before she could finish her words. She turned around and looked towards the direction where the voice came from with the girl.

　The water mirror continued to expand, and Morgan's figure slowly emerged from it along with the sound, followed closely by a castle chocolate in extremely exquisite packaging.

　Taking the royal city of Camelot as the basis, some major changes were made to it, allowing his own style to be fully displayed.

　This is the main body of the chocolate,

　Come down

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　The foundation of the core.

　Below that, there is a Q-version figurine based on Morgan and the girl. Considering the material reserves and processing capabilities at the time, Morgan had to settle for the second best and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​a one-to-one life-size replica and turned it into the current figurine.

　The original design for this chocolate bar was supposed to depict Sieg and Morgan renovating Camelot. However, Camelot Castle itself needed to showcase a strong personal style, leading to the use of a wide variety of materials. The final product is what it looks like.

　Although it’s a little different from what I expected, it doesn’t matter!

　All the necessary elements are in place, there is nothing to worry about!

　"Amazing! Is this for me?"

　The girl looked at the chocolate in front of her very carefully and couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

　"Of course, take it. It's my masterpiece."

　Looking at the girl's delighted expression, Morgan couldn't help but curl up a satisfied smile.

　As long as Zig likes it, then the gift is qualified.

　The unsatisfactory rewards will continue until the day you think you can be satisfied.

　Few people are willing to sacrifice their lives for someone they have only known for a short time, and few people's love remains unchanged even after thousands of years.

　Miracles attract each other.

　Eternal and unchanging love exists here like a miracle, never ending and never ending.

　The future is written by ourselves, so when the story ends is also written by ourselves.

　But the most important thing is still the smile at this moment.

　Although the happy smile on the girl's face and the satisfied smile on Morgan's face were extremely dazzling in Joan of Arc's eyes.

　Just when Joan of Arc Alt was about to say something, another discordant voice suddenly reached the ears of several people.

　"Ah! Found it! Here it is!"

　Ok?

　Joan of Arc Alter's eyes suddenly became sharp.

　Are there any experts?

　Before there was a moment to feel angry about Morgan's sudden appearance, the next person to arrive at the beach was the Boar Princess, Altria Caster!

　"Custer?"

　The girl looked in the direction of the sound with some confusion.

　The golden ponytail fluttered freely in the wind. She was obviously a magician but she was inexplicably good at sports. She obviously did not have the so-called red dragon gene but she was inexplicably good at sports.

　Should I say she's worthy of being called the Boar Princess? Or should I say she's worthy of being called a subspecies of Altria?

　Anyway, that's roughly the situation.

　Altria Caster appeared on the scene in a swimsuit worthy of a sports magician, holding a box tightly in her hand.

　how to say?

　Although it may look like a simple box, for a country girl who has always lived in the countryside, this is the best packaging she can do.

　As Hope said, the most important thing is the emotion in it rather than the gift itself.

　so...

　The girl unwrapped the gift carefully and solemnly in front of Altria Caster.

　A wreath suddenly caught the girl's eye.

　Some of the broken flowers had sharp branches that hadn't even been trimmed, and some even had a few petals missing. All sorts of traces were visible. But even so, it was still a gift.

　Gifts have nothing to do with your own choice. No matter whether you expect it or refuse it, it will eventually come to you no matter how it is received.

　As the recipient of the gift, the only choice is how to accept it.