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

"Hahahaha! Giles, every time I see you use this move, I get a fresh sense of fear! This move really works every time!" Ryunosuke Uryu said gleefully, looking at the desperate and painful expression on Shinji Matou's face as he returned to the dimly lit room without light. "Don't worry, this time, we're going to show a completely new art!"

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"So, you've been working tirelessly for me without a single complaint. Hehehe, once I've successfully achieved my goal, I'll definitely love you fully—wait, what's that?"

Suddenly, Kama noticed a bright light behind Matsudaira Shin'gang. It was dazzling. Strange, that place should be pitch black right now. "Eh—?? How come there's a light over there...??"

Within the pitch-black cosmic space that Kama had created for Fujimaru Ritsuka and the Heroic Spirits, an incredibly dazzling star shone, its radiant light dispelling the surrounding darkness.

At the same time, as the star shone with dazzling light, Kama felt a slowing connection to the Great Labyrinth. "What is that light...? How could I—!?"

She stroked her body, carefully examining where the connection between herself and the Great Labyrinth had gone wrong.

“Before, I forgot something very important, very important. No matter what, I am Kasuga no Tsubone. I am someone who will be talked about alongside Tokugawa's Ooku. In that case... this place I am in cannot possibly not be Ooku—!”

Kasuga no Tsubone's incredibly majestic voice resounded throughout this cosmic space. His words were like thunder, and with a loud boom, a wooden floor appeared below the illusory cosmic space. Kama's body instantly landed on the wooden floor, floating in the weightless cosmic space.

"What!?" Kama found himself unable to fly, only able to jump, but still landing on the floor. What the hell was going on!?

Let's rewind a few minutes to when Kasuga made the request to Parvati.

"You want me to release your soul...!? This... I can't do that! Right now, you're just a soul. The only reason you're still in this world is because of my Spirit Origin as a Servant." Parvati said frantically, unsure of Kasuga's intentions. "Once I let go, you'll disappear...!"

"Lord Pal, it's alright. I have no intention of dying. Because I've discovered that it's precisely because I am now only a soul that I can do certain things—" Kasuga Tsubone said with a smile.

She knew that Parvati was afraid she might do something drastic, but that wasn't what she thought.

How could she be so foolish? How could she possibly be so foolish? She couldn't let the Great Palace fall into Kama's hands, she couldn't let Kama continue to act recklessly.

"What exactly is it? Miss Kasuga, please tell us in detail..." Sion said firmly. Given the current situation, he could not allow Miss Kasuga to make an impulsive decision.

“I also want to know, Ms. Kasuga no Tsubone, why do you want to do this? What are your reasons?” Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

But he didn't sense any suicidal intent or desire to commit suicide from Kasuga no Tsubone; instead, he felt an incredibly unwavering will burning within him.

Kama used people's souls as material to create the form of the fallen Ooku.

"In that case, I, as a soul—am the same. I can shape the correct form of the Great Inner Palace on my own." Kasuga no Tsubone confidently explained to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Parvati, "I can do the same for myself."

"Actually, I can't explain the specific principles behind how to do it right now. It's just that I believe I can do it. My soul and my will are telling me that I can do it. Perhaps it's because I am the point of connection between the invisible universe and the tangible labyrinth of the Great Mystery."

Kasuga no Tsubone placed her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, and felt her heart and soul. "This seems to be a place where the formless can easily acquire form."

“The fundamental principle is indeed the same as what Kama did. If she thinks she can do it, then trust her.” Sion looked at Kasuga Tsubone with concern and reminded her, “However, her current soul strength is severely insufficient... The amount she can accomplish on her own won’t be very effective. In her current state, she cannot possibly contend against this universe.”

“Yes, I know. So, I must now ask Lady Scheherazade and Lady Mata Hari for help.” Kasuga no Tsubone said, looking at Scheherazade.

"Lord Scheherazade, please tell me. What exactly is the true Kasuga Tsubone? A powerful, valiant heroine who completely dominates the inner palace. What is Kasuga Tsubone, the protagonist of this story, like?"

"...So that's how it is!" Scheherazade's eyes lit up as she stared intently at Kasuga no Tsubone. "If I use my Noble Phantasm, if I use my power...!"

"At the same time—Lady Mata Hari, please use your power to manipulate my mind, just as you did with Fujimaru Ritsuka before, to make me believe that I am that kind of person." Kasuga Tsubone looked at Mata Hari and revealed her plan.

"Does it mean...brainwashing you into the kind of person described in the story, like Kasuga no Tsubone?" Mata Hari pondered for a few seconds. In soul form, the Noble Phantasm effect could be applied. "That's right, I can definitely try to do it. The chances of success are very high. For someone like you who only has a soul, this will definitely have a very direct impact."

"Using a Noble Phantasm to modify one's mind? Wow! What a fantastic plan. It sounds so cool!"

Sion, hands on hips, thought, "Things are getting interesting. No, perhaps it's also influenced by Scheherazade's account of 'One Thousand and One Nights.' Because this is a story told to Kasuga no Tsubone herself, who is only a soul!"

“That’s great, that’s fantastic.”

To Sion's utter surprise, at this most critical juncture, it was Kasuga no Tsubone, who was lost and in pain, who stepped forward and offered a good plan.

“That’s right. You won’t know the outcome if you don’t try… Maybe we can use a semi-summoning method to give that Kasuga no Tsubone-san magical power and enhance her soul power.” Although she was scared, Scheherazade had her master by her side now, and she wanted to live with her master. She couldn’t help but stick even closer to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She wanted to cherish this fleeting moment and linger a little longer with the person she loved; this was Chaldea, a place where such intimacy was impossible elsewhere...

"—Yes! It's definitely worth trying. A human soul bearing Scheherazade's Noble Phantasm, bearing the stories told by Heroic Spirits, can't possibly remain unaffected! But conversely, this might make it impossible for you to maintain your original form... You should think carefully, Miss Kasuga no Tsubone," Sion said.

If Kasuga no Tsubone is interfered with by the Noble Phantasms of the two Heroic Spirits, then Kasuga no Tsubone will completely become the Kasuga no Tsubone in the story, and will no longer be the Kasuga no Tsubone in front of them.

Its existence will change its essence into the Kasuga no Tsubasa of the story, no longer the Kasuga no Tsubasa here.

"I know, I'm well aware that doing this is extremely dangerous, but I still want to take the challenge." Kasuga Tsubone smiled warmly, opening her arms to embrace the Heroic Spirit and Fujimaru Ritsuka before her.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Kasuga no Tsubone with mixed feelings, and said in a pleading tone, "Could you... do me a favor?"

"Haha! It's alright, no need to be so polite with me! It's only natural for a wet nurse to dedicate herself to the children. In fact, you could say that this is the greatest happiness for a wet nurse! Not letting emotions cloud your judgment, being able to remain calm, consider the big picture, and give instructions—you truly have the qualities of a general!"

"Good boy, really... good boy...!" Kasuga no Tsubone smiled and stroked Fujimaru Ritsuka's head, wishing she could raise him from childhood to adulthood and watch him get married and have children.

“…Ms. Ju.” Fujimaru Ritsuka said apologetically.

“Since Master has made his decision, I will do my best to support him. Miss Kasuga, Miss Scheherazade, Miss Mata Hari, is there anything else you need?” Mash asked Kasuga.

“Let me think. If possible... I need some time.” Scheherazade was gathering information about Kasuga no Tsubone in her mind. Fortunately, she had learned a lot about the stories of Japan in Chaldea, and as a Heroic Spirit, she also knew about the history of humankind. “I can’t tell Kasuga no Tsubone’s story all at once.”

"I'll prepare the venue. I'll create a time barrier that slows down the flow of time inside. Although this will only be limited to the area I can reach..."

Parvati sighed deeply.

I'm so angry, I feel so useless.

"Really!? Lord Pal?? You didn't seem very enthusiastic just now..." Kasuga Tsubone said worriedly.

“I’m still not very motivated... because it’s dangerous. But even so, I fully understand your determination and your seriousness. So naturally I can’t refuse you without a reason.” Parvati spoke gently to Kasuga Tsubone. Their compatibility was very high, and their synchronization rate reached 100%.

It's as if Shinji Ikari, controlling EVA, slapped the Angel to death.

"Lord Afu. It troubles me to place such a heavy burden on someone who isn't a combatant—but I can't take your place. No matter how much I study swordsmanship, this is all I can do... I'm sorry."

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami felt extremely guilty for not being able to help at all in the Ooku labyrinth this time, as all the other Heroic Spirits had played their roles, but he alone had done nothing...

Kasuga no Tsubone shook her head, retorting, "What are you talking about? There must be duties that only Lord Munenori can fulfill. So, I'll leave those matters to you!"

"Hmm. I wonder how much time it will take before I finish my story," Scheherazade said, looking at Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

"Although it shouldn't take all night... in the meantime, I'm entrusting Master's safety to you."

“Leave it to me. I will protect my lord even at the cost of my own life,” said Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

"—Then let's not delay. Please come to my side." Parvati held a golden trident in both hands. She stood in the middle of the flying magic carpet, chanting incantations. Divine runes were wrapped around her wrists, and countless divine runes floated above her head. Golden time symbols appeared above her head, enveloping everyone's bodies. The flow of time around them slowed down, as if they had entered bullet time.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Yagyu Tajima-no-kami sat on the magic carpet, closed their eyes, and entered a state of complete meditation, allowing themselves to recover as much strength as possible to face the final battle.

Scheherazade kept talking about the story of Kasuga no Tsubone, one word after another flying from her mouth. These words slowly embedded themselves into Kasuga no Tsubone's soul, transforming her soul and her existence.

Mata Hari placed her hands on her chest, speaking seductively, her body shimmering with pink starlight, and pointed at Kasuga no Tsubone, "Unite, unveil."

"Become addicted to a woman like me!"

Pink hearts flowed into her soul, making her believe that she was Kasuga no Tsubone from the story, the Kasuga no Tsubone that people in pan-human history talked about with great interest.

Kasuga no Tsubone has left Parvati's body. Her soul power has become stronger, no longer that of an ordinary human. Her soul exudes a faint aura of magical power, and she is slowly establishing a connection with this Great Labyrinth.

This powerful magical space was the magical workshop that Kama created to ascend to immortality, a hiding place where he transferred his power to Kasuga no Tsubone.

"This reaction. This...it's a success!?" Sion looked on in surprise at the numbers constantly jumping around Kasuga no Tsubone's body, her magical power steadily increasing.

Sesshouin is resurrected! Kama is shocked, and Kama is educated.

All the heroic spirits returned to Chaldea, and the joyful atmosphere of Chaldea in the Wandering Sea was restored.

Inside the kitchen of Chaldea, the Sea of ​​Wandering.

Boudica, now back in her Heroic Spirit form, rushed into the kitchen, humming a song, preparing a sumptuous meal for her Master, Mash, Sion, Scheherazade, and Mata Hari, who had returned from their hard-fought battle.

"Hmph hmph hmph~~ Hmph hmph~~~"

Mata Hari, all smiles, crept closer to Boudica, then with a splash, her waves crashed against Boudica's back. She stroked Boudica's breasts with her hands, rested her head on Boudica's shoulder, and watched the food cooking in the pot.

"Wow~~ It smells so good! Hehehe, what delicious food did you make today?!"

"Hey you... don't suddenly jump out from behind and pounce on the person who's cooking!! That's dangerous!"

Boudica put down the ladle in her hand, turned down the flame of the spirit stove, and looked helplessly at Mata Hari. Why was this girl so active today?

"And hehehe, what's that delicious smell? It's not much different from usual, is it? It's a Britannian-style stew."

"Hehehe." Mata Hari licked the red sauce off the spoon. It was sweet and sour, and when paired with snow-white rice or bread, the taste was unforgettable.

"It feels like it's been so long since I've had this. I'm really looking forward to it... yeah, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Mata Hari, clinging to Boudica's slender waist, thought, "We almost...we almost didn't make it back. It's so wonderful to be back with Master at Chaldea again, to be able to eat Boudica's delicious food once more..."

It's good to be alive. Only by living can we see a different tomorrow. No matter what, please don't give up on your life.

"Hehe! You're acting a bit strange today. It feels a little odd to say this so formally, but thank you anyway! It's because of various things."

Boudica gently patted Matahari's head. "Thanks to your help, Master was able to return. It's so good to see you all safe and sound."

"I hardly did anything, huh? Hehehe..." Mata Hari laughed sheepishly.

"It's alright, anyway, as a thank you gift to everyone, I'm going to unleash my true power today, something I haven't done in a long time!!" Boudica rolled up her sleeves, her beautiful blue eyes burning with passion.

This is a manifestation of the chef's burning passion.

"Alright, alright, get out of here until these dishes are finished. Seriously, thank goodness I have a spoon. What would I do if I had a knife?"

Boudica earnestly instructed Mata Hari, "Don't suddenly pounce on me from behind anymore, okay? Understand?"

"Hehehe, I'll definitely check beforehand! But no problem, I know, Mom." Mata Hari hugged her mother's slender waist, rubbing against her and feeling her mother's warm breath. She wished that Miss Kasuga could be here too.

She and Boudica's mother must get along very well; they'll definitely become close friends!

"Honestly, do you even understand...? What if the children who see this start copying it too..." Boudica said helplessly.

Suddenly, Fou rushed into the kitchen and ran towards Boudica, jumping up and landing on Boudica's shoulder. Her big, dark eyes stared wide-eyed at the thick, bright red broth bubbling in the pot, and at the pieces of meat inside. "Fou... Fou—!"

The two people and the animal were chatting and laughing and playing around in the kitchen. It was such a heartwarming and wonderful scene.

Even though Emiya-mama and Red Enma-granny aren't here, this place is warm enough.

Chaldea, Scheherazade room.

Scheherazade sat in a chair with two steaming cups of herbal tea on the white table in front of her. Opposite her sat a lovely Heroic Spirit, a beautiful girl with long ears on her head named Nitocris, listening to Scheherazade's story.

“Mmm…” Nitocris said with rapt attention, “What an interesting story. That’s exactly how a ruler should act! And then, what’s the sequel to his other story?”

"There are also chapters like 'At the same time,' right?! How's it going over there? Wow, so cool!" Nitocris looked at Scheherazade with expectant eyes, hoping that Scheherazade would continue.

Scheherazade remained silent for a moment, looking at Nitocris, who was looking forward to her story. Yes... I am now in a place where I no longer need to fear death, and the story no longer needs to end at a wonderful point.

Scheherazade smiled, picked up the vanilla tea, lowered her head, took a small sip, and said, "Yes, there's more! Then I'll continue. Meanwhile—"

Waaaaah, Scheherazade is acting so strange today! Even though I was the one who asked to hear what happened next, judging by the current state of the story, she should be saying, "That's all for tonight," right...?

Nitocris looked at Scheherazade in surprise. What an unexpected day! But oh well! Perhaps Miss Scheherazade herself felt like weaving in more stories tonight...

I'm happy enough just to hear more stories than usual! Hehehe!

Nitocris shook her head, her long ears perking up in a cool, adorable way, as she listened to Scheherazade's captivating story.

The story in the room continued until the next morning, during which time the lovely older sister Murasaki Shikibu also joined the storytelling session.

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Fairy Lostbelt.

"British stew... So you're also a Heroic Spirit born in Britain." Morgan Lefebvre looked at Boudica's delicious dish and felt a desire to taste it.

Although she didn't need to eat, she had eaten some delicious food.

However, she had never tasted the British-style cuisine of the Pan-Human History, as it was said that Artoria in the Pan-Human History was a poor, stingy ruler who only ate mashed potatoes...

This shows who is more suitable to rule Britain and who is the true ruler of Britain.

"It's surprising that this disaster wasn't caused by Artoria."

Baran Shi lay on Morgan's fair lap, enjoying her mother's ear cleaning and head pats. She no longer wanted to stay in her own territory; she preferred to be with her mother every day.

"Ah...that feels so good, Mother. Humans in the Pan-Human History really know how to enjoy themselves. I'll clean your ears later! I've also learned some shoulder massage techniques; your shoulders must be sore!"

Looking at the magnificent waves on Morgan's chest, Bawan Shih felt a pang of pain in her shoulders, just like Morgan herself, a terrifyingly powerful weapon.

“Hehehe,” Morgan chuckled, stroking Bavan Shi’s smooth, jade-like earlobe, “Bavan Shi, you haven’t been going to play with Beryl lately, has something happened?”

"Mother, that guy's lies are absolutely disgusting... He's even more disgusting than those fairies." Bawan Shi stuck out her tongue, her face showing utter disgust. She had recently learned lie-detection magic and, out of curiosity, had used it on Beryl Gat...

She suffered 10,000 points of true damage. Miss Spinel was being sarcastic towards her, not praising her.

"I just used Twisted Fate's ability to cut off his arm." At this point, Bavan Shi's face showed...

With a kind smile, if he weren't Mother's husband, she would have turned Beryl into a mural on the wall by now.