A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

Type-Moon Zero timeline.

Sakura Tohsaka was stunned, her mouth agape as she looked at her grown-up self standing in the crowd wearing such sexy clothes...!

“…Elegance…the elegance of our family…!” Tokiomi Tohsaka felt a pang of pain; the elegance of his family had vanished.

His elegant lineage as a magician was thus ruined by his own hand.

He was guilty and had no face to face his grandfather, Tohsaka Towa.

"First it was playing cards, Blackbeard... and now there's a racing competition??? Is this still the Holy Grail War I know?" Waver Velvet was stunned.

Iskandar the Conqueror was actually quite excited; such an interesting match was not bad.

He was disappointed that he could not participate in the racing competition of the Fifth Holy Grail War.

He had never driven any vehicle other than his own divine chariot and warhorse.

The world of Chaldea.

“If we let Deputy Director Goldruff challenge this competition, he’ll definitely win the championship…!” Fujimaru Ritsuka said confidently.

No matter how difficult the terrain, it was nothing compared to the race car driven by Goldruff.

This man's racing ability is at the EX level!

19 Holy Grail War, Racing Car Race

Goldruff rubbed his chubby cheeks. "Eh—I really want to participate in such a peaceful racing competition."

He decided to wait until he regained control of Pan-Human History.

The world's most powerful racing competition will be held right here in Chaldea.

He wanted to show all the heroic spirits his exceptional driving skills.

After all, he was a man who had ridden on the body of Poseidon, the god of the sea.

"Pfft—! Interesting, I didn't expect it to be racing." Achilles raised an eyebrow. Wasn't this his forte?

Could it be that in the pan-human history, on Earth, there is something faster than myself?

The world of Fantasy Carnival. ;!

"This Holy Grail War is truly absurd... even racing cars have appeared???" Rin Tohsaka was in agony. The Holy Grail War she had prepared for for ten years was getting stranger and stranger each time.

“Racing??? That’s so unfair…!” Illya looked at her Servant, Hercules.

What racing car in the world could accommodate Hercules's size?

She felt that the organizers of the Holy Grail War were targeting her.

Previously, it was a tennis match; now, it's a car race.

Gilgamesh held the handle in his hand, and a pile of creations were laid out on the table.

He had actually obtained both a motorcycle driver's license and a car driver's license in Japan.

Medusa's eyes showed anticipation.

This is her favorite competition.

She believed that once she got on a women's bicycle, no other bicycle could outrun her.

The Magic Eye Train Timeline.

Weber Velvet lay face down on the bed, as if he were dead.

The Holy Grail War he longed for, another Holy Grail War with Iskandar, the King of Conquerors...?

What kind of monstrosity has this turned into?

However, in a race, the king seems to have a significant advantage.

Olga Marie lay listlessly on the sofa, her eyes vacant. "Could it be that the Holy Grail War Father participated in was also handled so haphazardly...?"

The image of Mariss Billy Animusfia winning the championship in a race car flashed through her mind.

Legend of the Galactic Heroes

“Interesting…a competition in the form of racing?” Yang Weili blew on the brandy-infused black tea in his teacup.

"If the war with the Empire can also end the peace of the galaxy in this peaceful way..."

He hoped there was a peaceful way to stop the empire, which was now at its zenith.

The current alliance is no longer able to withstand the empire's invasion.

Only their own fortress can hold out...

Frederica Greenhill smiled slightly, walked over, and placed her hands on Yang Wen-li's shoulders.

"Yes... Yang, I really hope our children can be born in a peaceful world."

She sincerely hoped that the world she and her husband lived in could be as peaceful as Fuyuki City.

Reinhardt stood in the control room of the Bald Eagle Fortress, his mind already captivated by the racing competition being held in Fuyuki City.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had looked at anything other than battle reports and intelligence.

The world of Pokémon.

Xiao Zhi was itching to try.

He said that he could compete with you all by riding a bicycle.

After all, bicycles in the Pokémon world do travel at speeds similar to racing cars.

It can also turn at a speed that would make Newton jump out and kill him.

Seek encounters in the dungeon world.

"Racing...??? You mean those four-wheeled steel carriages?" Lefia looked at the screen curiously.

She didn't know how to compare these things.

Could these heroic spirits interfere with each other while driving the steel chariot?

Finn estimated that this was yet another unfair match.

That guy covered in gold will definitely cause trouble.

Given that guy's childish personality...

It's unlikely that this competition will end peacefully.

Loki, beer in hand, laughed heartily, "Hahahaha—! This is way more fun than watching the monster festival in Ganesha!!"

She gazed longingly at the voluptuous Matou Sakura, Karen Altasia, and Bazett.

These three kids have amazing figures.

She really wanted to be with Matou Sakura.

Karen Ordesia and Bazett had a sexual encounter.

Why not join your own clan?

She still thinks the labyrinth city of Orario is much more interesting than Fuyuki City.

Spy world.

Anya Fogger lay in Lloyd Fogger's arms, swinging her legs, munching on peanuts, "A car race... and it's being held in Fuyuki City! It must be something special...!"

"Annia... Wow, so cool!"

"Hehehehe... Anya, if you get a few more stars..." Frankie Franklin leaned closer and whispered in Anya Fogg's ear, "Once you become the Emperor's student, you might be able to drive a race car yourself and race against the Twilight Spies on the racetrack!"

As the man with the afro spoke seductive words, Anya Fogg's eyes sparkled, and countless little stars appeared in them.

She could already see herself; the villain had captured Princess Anya and was driving a race car, speeding away through the racetrack.

His own father transformed into the legendary Special Attack Roytman, piloting a silver-white warhorse to rescue him.

She was motivated; she was determined to become the emperor's student!

Lloyd Fogger's forehead creased with black lines, but his keen hearing allowed him to hear every word the man with the afro said to his daughter.

Are you kidding me...

When he went to apply for new activity funding last time, he almost got... shut down by his department head.

"Hmm... use racing, use a sporting event to determine who gets the wish machine?" Henry Henderson stroked his beard, raising an eyebrow. "—Elegant—!"

He was very satisfied; this was much better than fighting and killing.

These people finally developed an "elegant demeanor".

Sylvia Sherwood sat in a chair, her long, slender legs clad in black stockings crossed, looking at the report delivered by the Twilight Agent in her hand, and said:

"...Yes. I also hope that our world can always maintain peace."

She squinted as she looked at Fuyuki City in the picture.

She is quite satisfied with the city she lives in now.

At least it won't be like Fuyuki City, where strange explosions or running Hercules happen from time to time.

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"......" All masters have completed the lottery.

Emiya Shirou and Artoria stared blankly at the fortune slip in their hands. What was this?

"Next, let's introduce the contestants!" Taiga Fujimura pointed to Rin Tohsaka and Archer, "Rin and Archer's team is—Get Money!"

This is a pink convertible sports car.

Rin Tohsaka, wearing sunglasses, and Archer were ready.

She smiled and waved to the camera, "Hehehe~~~~ We will work hard with integrity! Please cheer us on!"

The next second, she leaned close to Archer's ear and said in a firm and somber tone, "We won't dare use any dirty tricks, we have to win!"

Archer nodded calmly. This was the Rin Tohsaka he knew. "So, everything is as usual, right?"

"And then—! Souichirou's Caster group is..."

"Honey Moon!"

Medea, the old-fashioned Mercedes convertible driven by Soichiro Kuzuki.

"Oh dear...you're so annoying!" Medea smiled happily, basking in the sweet atmosphere. "It's just like a newlywed couple!"

"And then it's Lancer's turn—!"

Cú Chulainn held a bamboo stick with a confident expression; it read—"Straight-line express."

"The race car is the Death Thorn Spear!"

Before Cú Chulainn stood a rocket race car, entirely crimson red, with patterns resembling a magic spear, and an incredibly massive engine surging with power.

"I absolutely must get first place—!!!" Cú Chulainn declared with great enthusiasm.

He felt he had already won the game.

He looked at the other people's cars and thought, "What a bunch of lousy cars!"

Isn't this an easy win?

"Let's continue! Shinji Rider Team!"

"A women's bicycle—!"

Rider Medusa was riding a bicycle, while Shinji Matou sat on the rack in front of the women's bicycle, like a baby.

"Why did I have to draw a bicycle?!" Shinji Matou roared furiously, sitting sullenly in the storage rack, feeling a sharp pain in his butt.

Medusa, dressed in professional cycling gear, looked extremely serious and put on her magic eye goggles.

With an excited expression, she raised her hand and reassured Shinji Matou, "No problem—! My riding skill is A+!"

"We're off! Pegasus—!"

"Don't give me a name—!!!" Shinji Matou complained in a fit of impotent rage.

"Next up—! Shirou Saber's group is—!"