In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

"Bookish, naive, and twisted. That's probably it, isn't it?" Takashi San thought to himself. He'd made up his mind, yet in the end, he was still hesitant.

For Xiaosan, he had never personally experienced cruel environments and huge blows...it was very difficult for him to do cruel things.

Xiao San sighed and said, "Anyone who kills should be prepared to be killed. If you had won just now, you would never let me go. I hope you will promise me that you will never do such a thing again and stop hurting innocent people."

Everyone looked at each other, then nodded in agreement without hesitation. Their eyes were filled with the desire to survive. "We promise! We will never, ever do this again," they shouted.

Xiao San nodded and said calmly: "Now, I order you to close your eyes."

Although everyone was confused, they still closed their eyes obediently.

Takashi San gently turned to Christa and whispered, "You should also close your eyes and don't look."

Christa nodded ignorantly, she closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xiaosan took a deep breath, his eyes showed more determination, and his hand clenched the arrow tightly.

Not long after, when Christa opened her eyes again, her mouth dropped open in surprise. The ground was covered with corpses... The villains who had once threatened her life had now ceased to breathe. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and Christa felt dizzy and nauseous.

Xiao San slowly walked to Christa, gently picked her up, his eyes full of tenderness, and whispered: "I'm sorry for scaring you. I made you see such a cruel thing."

Christa shook her head slightly, a resolute glint in her eyes as she denied it, "No, you were trying to protect me." Then, her gaze fell on Takashi's still-bleeding wound. Her brow furrowed slightly, a trace of heartache in her eyes. "Your injury..." she whispered softly, "Let me help you with it urgently."

Without waiting for Takashi San's response, Christa had already started to move, looking around for what he needed to treat the wound.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and murmured, "I remember..." Then she trotted over to a corpse and rummaged through its bag. Soon, she found a bandage and disinfectant to stop the bleeding.

Under the moonlight, Christa carefully bandaged Xiaosan's wound... Her movements were a little clumsy, but very gentle.

Takashi San looked at her quietly, the moonlight shining on Christa's face, allowing him to clearly see Christa's beautiful features... those beautiful blue eyes, slightly messy but still smooth hair, and those cute cheeks that were slightly flushed because of nervousness.

All these made Xiaosan forget the intense pain.

As the last ligature was completed, Christa breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Xiao San, her lips curling up in a charming smile. "Okay, this should last for a while," she said softly, her voice a little tired but mostly relieved.

However, Xiaosan's gaze lingered more on the small glass bottle containing disinfectant. Xiaosan's knowledge told him that the history of glassware dates back to Mesopotamia in 2500 BC, and similar glassware also appeared during China's Warring States Period. The small bottle before him clearly stood out from those ancient artifacts; it was clearly a product of modern industry...with its sleek lines and high transparency.

There were so many other details... the materials of their clothes; the muskets they wielded. "Is the level of technology and humanities here supposed to be more advanced than the Middle Ages?" Xiao San muttered to himself.

He carefully collected some usable and easy-to-carry items from the corpses around him, such as... the currency of this world, dry food to replenish energy, and a small and sharp dagger.

He put these things into his backpack, then gently put Christa on his back and prepared to go down the mountain.

The mountains and forests were silent in the night, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the tranquility of the night.

Kozo's steps were steady and powerful, each one graceful. It seemed as if, having acquired Tendo Souji's physique, Kozo's behavior was always moving towards an invisible pretense... even he himself wasn't aware of it.

He felt Christa trembling on his back, so he asked softly, "Where do you live? I can take you home."

"Home..." Christa's voice was choked with sobs. After a long silence, he continued, "I haven't thought about this question for a long time."

Just as Christa was lost in sad memories, Takashi's gentle yet firm voice rang out again: "Christa, can I call you by your name?"

Christa, who was on Xiaosan's back, was stunned for a moment, and she quickly said, "Of course...of course." There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, as if she had not yet fully recovered from her previous emotions.

Xiao San sensed her nervousness and uneasiness, so he continued, "If it's convenient for you, would you accept my employment? I'll take care of your food, clothing, and lodging. As for your wages, I'll pay you a salary slightly higher than the market price."

"Huh?" Christa was stunned again, clearly shocked by this sudden proposal. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak clearly. "But...but, why me?"

Christa stared at Takashi's handsome profile... The moonlight shone on his face, outlining his youthful yet resolute handsome features. Christa was involuntarily mesmerized. Christa waited for Takashi's answer.

Xiao San turned around with a smile, "Because I need you."

"But I'm useless and can't help at all. Besides, you're so powerful, you don't need it..." Christa said all at once, his voice filled with uneasiness and inferiority.

Xiao San interrupted her, "Don't say that, don't underestimate yourself. A person's strength is limited, and I don't know everything. Didn't you just bandage my wound? Besides, I don't know anything about this place, and I need your help."

These words were like a ray of light that illuminated the dark corner of Christa's heart, allowing her to feel the long-lost warmth and hope.

Her eyes gradually brightened, and the haze in her heart slowly dissipated.

Xiao San continued: "Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

Christa was silent for a moment, and an inexplicable power surged in his heart... Xiaosan felt Christa hugging him tightly on his back. "I am willing to be with you, as long as you need me." Christa's voice came.

Takashi San patted Christa's head and said gently, "Of course."

Christa buried her head in Xiao San's neck, trying to smell his scent, as if to remember his breath firmly. She closed her eyes and felt his warmth and strength.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Christa gradually fell asleep on Xiaosan's back... Her breathing became gentle and her saliva dripped onto Xiaosan's shoulder.

Xiaosan felt her weight and warmth, looked at her peaceful sleeping face and her dazzling golden hair, and couldn't help but think of his daughter Ai Li.

The sun gradually rose in the early morning, and the first rays of sunlight penetrated the gaps between the leaves and shone on them. Xiao San could see the road ahead clearly, which was the direction leading to the town.

Just as Xiao San was about to reach the town, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Ding, congratulations on completing the achievement, First Blood. The host has taken a life for the first time, and is rewarded with an opportunity to summon a Servant."

"Servant?" Takashi San felt a certain familiarity with the term, yet a certain unfamiliarity. He recalled...it seemed to be a setting from an anime.

However, because Kozo was busy with work and family in his previous life, he had no spare energy to follow anime and light novels. He only remembered that "Servants" were things from the "reheated work (Fate/Zero)" before his experimental accident. (In Kozo's previous life, FGO had not yet been released.)

When Christa woke up again, she found herself lying on a large, soft bed. The sheets were clean and tidy, and the room was filled with a light floral scent, making her feel unprecedented peace and comfort.

Christa murmured softly, "This is..." When she sat up, she saw Xiaosan packing his bag with meticulous and orderly movements.

Hearing her voice, Xiao San turned around and looked at her, "Are you awake?"

Feeling Takashi's gaze, Christa shyly lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze... Her cheeks flushed slightly, her heartbeat quickened, as if a deer were running wildly in her heart. She nodded gently, her voice very soft: "Yeah."

Takashi San continued, "I don't know where this place is. It just looked like a hotel I could stay in, so I rented it."

Christa nodded.

Takashi San continued, "Why don't you go take a shower first? I've already prepared clothes for you. I didn't know what you like to wear, so I bought something I thought would suit you. I hope you don't mind."

Christa's cheeks flushed slightly, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. "No, it's not like that. I should be the one thanking you."

Christa came into the bathroom, closed the door, and glanced around.

The bathtub is made of stone, with delicate carvings on the edge...

Clean towels and soap were placed on the wooden board next to it, each of which exuded a fresh scent...

Christa recalled the decoration of the room and felt that it must not be cheap.

She turned on the bathtub faucet and found that steaming hot water was flowing out. You know, enjoying a hot bath is not an easy task. Chopping wood, lighting a fire, boiling water... it is very troublesome. Christa, who always worked hard at housework and farm work, naturally knew this.

But...it seems like there's always hot water here? It seems like a luxury no matter how I think about it.

Christa gently took off her clothes... As the clothes gradually decreased, her fair and smooth girlish skin was exposed to the air.

After adjusting the water temperature with cold water, she put her delicate feet into the water first. The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

As she slowly stepped into the bathtub filled with water, the warm water began to gently wrap her body... from her toes to her calves, to her thighs, until her entire body was surrounded by this warmth.

Chapter 11: 011 Christa's Self-Strategy

Takashi San sat on the edge of the bed, having just packed his bag... He glanced around the room to make sure he hadn't missed anything.

Just then, the petite and lovely Christa walked out of the bathroom. Having just finished a shower, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her wet hair draped over her shoulders added a touch of softness to her appearance.

"I...I'm done." Christa's voice trembled slightly, her gentle voice tinged with shyness, and she even had a hint of freshness after a bath. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Xiaosan's eyes, and her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, appearing a little nervous.

Hearing the voice, Xiao San turned his head and saw the scene in front of him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a warm smile. "Well, it looks good. This dress suits you very well."

Christa raised her head, an uncertain glint in her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Really?" A blush appeared on her face, and her heart beat faster involuntarily, looking forward to the other party's answer.

Takashi San stood up, walked to Christa, and patted her shoulder gently, "A beautiful girl looks good in any clothes." These words made Christa feel sweet in her heart.

Christa felt his face burning, his heart pounding, but he was also very happy.

Xiaosan's personality is gentle, and he considers himself a "somewhat weak petty-bourgeois intellectual" in left-wing theory. In his previous life, Xiaosan, while in college, was particularly fond of this saying: "Speak softly and carry a big stick—you will go far." This is a West African proverb often quoted by Theodore Roosevelt in the 1900s.

Takashi San picked up a book from the bed, looked at Christa, and said a little embarrassedly: "Can you help me translate it?"

Christa frowned slightly, looking a little confused.

She walked over to Xiaosan and took the book. "Can't you understand these words?" Christa asked softly.

Takashi San scratched his cheek sheepishly and nodded. "Yeah, I should be considered a cultural idiot here, right? I can't understand the words on here at all."

After hearing this, Christa felt a little unbelievable.

During the conversation, Christa gradually discovered that Takashi San seemed to be completely ignorant of many basic common sense. Whether it was historical events, cultural customs, or trivial matters in daily life, he would ask questions with an almost naive attitude, such as:

"Wall Maria, what is that?" (The system provided very little information about the dungeon world, only mentioning that it was "a dangerous world filled with giants.")

Christa explained to Kozo the well-known (and often spurious) history of this world: about a hundred years ago, Titans, humanity's natural enemies, suddenly appeared. Faced with a crisis of survival, the surviving humans fled to a remote area and built three massive walls. Until two years ago, a 100-meter-tall "Colossal Titan" suddenly appeared and, with overwhelming force, destroyed the gates, leading to the fall of Wall Maria.

"Is two gold coins expensive?"

赫里斯塔给孝三科普了货币和物价：1金色币＝10银色币，1银色币＝10铜色币。普通房屋的租金一个月也只要2枚金色币。因为玛利亚之墙的沦陷，食物的价格涨得很厉害。政府发动了玛利亚之墙夺还战，最近面包的价格跌回了6枚铜色币/个。

That's it. These common sense things that even children know are completely new to Kozo, which surprised Christa.

In her impression, Xiao San was like this: he was very powerful, and he was able to get rid of so many vicious guys even though he was a burden... He was a strong and polite person, very gentle, and his words and actions made people feel comfortable. There were obvious calluses on his hands from long-term use of pens, and people felt that he must have received a very good education, as perfect as a prince in a fairy tale.

However, this cognitive contrast made Christa feel a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but wonder why someone who seemed so smart and elegant could be so ignorant in these areas?

Just as she was about to ask, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: Maybe, Takashi did this on purpose, in order to make herself feel needed by him… Thinking of this, a warm feeling welled up in Christa’s heart (the reason behind it was heartwarming).

Takashi San asked all sorts of questions earnestly... Christa watched Takashi San and gradually became fascinated. His thirst for knowledge, his sincerity, his gentleness, all of these things silently attracted her.

When Takashi San saw that Christa didn't answer, he frowned slightly and asked softly, "What's wrong, Christa?"

Christa shook her head, came back to her senses, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "It's nothing, I just think you are really gentle, Xiaosan." Her voice was soft and sincere, and her eyes were full of the other person's figure.

Then, Christa gathered his thoughts and began to answer Takashi San's questions seriously. No matter how simple or strange the question was in Christa's eyes, Christa would answer it with the same serious attitude.

Although there are still many unanswered questions in her heart, she decided not to ask them for the time being, but to enjoy the tacit understanding and warmth between them at this moment... In this complicated world, it is an extremely lucky thing to meet someone who is willing to become "ignorant" for herself.

Soon, Xiao San discovered the problem. "Are you saying that a pass is required to pass through the Walled City Zone?" Xiao San's voice was filled with a hint of surprise and confusion, although this was also expected.

Christa nodded. "Yes. Not only do we need a pass, but we also need proof of identity. Logically, we also need these for accommodation. Maybe because you gave the boss too much, he let us go," she explained.

At that moment, a system notification chimed in Xiaosan's mind: "Mission Reminder: This mission's target and next save point are located in the Trost District. Warning: The target's death will be considered a mission failure. The host will be unable to leave this world for 6324 years. Please be advised." This startled Xiaosan.

6324 years? I couldn't even live for 60 years, so how could I possibly live that long... Even if I lived for years, I'd probably have become an old monster who had lost his humanity by then, right?

"What's the purpose of a save point?" Xiaosan asked the system. Based on his gaming experience, saving a point should be understood as saving your progress before exiting the game, right?

The system explained: "Host, the save point can save the current dungeon quest progress. When you first arrive at a new save point, you can choose whether to pause the dungeon quest and return to the original world."

'New save point? What is it?'

'Newly discovered save point.'

This was great news for Takashi San. He'd come here prepared for certain death, but he could turn back midway... 'Does this mean there's a way out? No, I can't think that way. If I think that way, I'll just back off.' Takashi San quickly shook off the thought. He knew that if he held onto this half-hearted attitude, he'd never achieve his goal.

Xiaosan suddenly suggested: "In that case, let's go to the Trost District." He had made up his mind.

Christa was stunned, obviously not expecting Xiaosan to make such a decision so quickly.

"Would you like to go with me?" asked Xiaosan.

Takashi's gentle words made Christa say without hesitation: "Of course I am willing." As long as Takashi was by her side, she had the courage to face everything.

"It's decided then, let's set off tomorrow." Xiao San said decisively.

"Why?" Christa asked, her tone filled with curiosity and confusion, not understanding why Takashi San would choose to set off at this time.

Xiao San was stunned by the question. He was slightly taken aback, then said tentatively: "Then stay for two more days?" His eyes revealed his concern and consideration for Christa, as if he was looking for a better time to start their journey.

"I mean, why should we stay one more day?" Christa leaned forward, his face getting closer.

Takashi San stepped back a little. He coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment, "I think... you should rest?"

"So you're worried about me," Christa said, tilting her head and smiling sweetly. "As expected, Kozo, you're very gentle!" Kozo's attentiveness and thoughtfulness made Christa feel incredibly happy. She reaffirmed her choice... This was someone she could follow.

Christa continued, "This place is too expensive. Staying one more day would be a waste of money, so we should leave quickly. Besides..." Christa paused, then leaned over to Xiaosan's ear and whispered, "Didn't someone die yesterday? We don't have any identification. If we're tracked down by the garrison, it would be very troublesome for them to question us. So we'd better leave now."

Takashi nodded, thinking what Christa said made sense, "Well, I'll listen to you then."

Xiao San and Christa were walking along the road in the small town. The sun shone through the gaps in the leaves and shone on them. Xiao San noticed a carriage parked on the side of the road and asked, "Don't you really need to take a carriage?"

"No, don't worry about me. It's just a short distance." Christa said with a smile. However... even so, as time went by, Christa's steps gradually became heavier.

After walking for only half a day, Christa was already out of breath and staggering.

Seeing this, Xiao San immediately stepped forward to support her and asked with concern, "Are you tired from walking?"

Christa lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly and said softly, "I'm sorry... I might have overestimated myself a bit."