Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Is it important?

Matou Kariya was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his teacup and thought for a while. His tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the gloom that had accumulated on his face for many years was swept away, and a relaxed smile appeared on his cheeks.

"That's true, it's not important."

Seemingly having gotten the answer he wanted, Matou Kariya casually stuffed the letter and the funeral envelope into the stove and stood up cleanly and neatly.

"I've bothered you long enough, I should go now."

"Where?"

"go home."

"Matō Residence?"

Samael twirled the teacup in his hand, asking with a playful expression.

"Well, although I don't really like it, it's still my home. Since we share the same blood, I should do my part at this time."

Matou Kariya nodded, giving a frank answer.

Sure enough, she's still easily bound by a sense of responsibility and morality.

But this is not something to be disliked.

Samael shook his head, watching the figure pick up his backpack and prepare to leave, and spoke with a smile.

"A small suggestion: don't focus all your attention on other people's daughters; also pay more attention to your nephew's mental health when you have time."

"Shinji?"

Upon hearing this, Matou Kariya frowned slightly, murmured something, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Understood, I'll keep that in mind."

A repressive and gloomy environment often shapes a distorted personality, and this effect is most pronounced in children whose minds are not yet mature.

Back then, if it weren't for Sister Kui's chance encounter that brought her into my heart and a ray of sunshine that illuminated the darkness, I probably wouldn't be much better off.

Although Zouken Matou is now dead, the shadow that looms over the Matou family will not completely dissipate anytime soon.

It seems I, as the uncle, am going to be quite busy from now on.

Matou Kariya shook his head, his thoughts turning back. He glanced around at the place he had lived in for more than half a month, his eyes gradually revealing reluctance.

He was serious about some of his words.

The Matou family's big house is definitely not as comfortable as living here.

Besides, there's someone who understands him so well, someone he can have a rare chat with.

Just before leaving, Matou Kariya stopped and turned to look at his father's killer, who was drinking tea, and asked him a question as if possessed.

"Can we be friends?"

"Huh? Aren't we the same?"

Samael looked slightly taken aback, then put one hand to his chest with a resentful expression.

"I've been making tea for you every day, Yan Ye, you've hurt me so much."

Matou Kariya was stunned for a moment, then a smile bloomed on his face.

"Alright, as an apology, let's set a time later and I'll treat you to drinks."

As the sun sets, a figure, having broken free from some kind of shackle, slung a backpack over its shoulder and walked briskly down the mountain.

Seeing his new friend walk down the mountain in high spirits, Samuel felt like a stranded salted fish, listlessly slumping on the table and muttering to himself.

This kid is really persistent; he pestered him for a full half month before finally revealing his true intentions.

Thankfully, the matter was resolved satisfactorily, and everyone was happy.

As for the only injured old bug...

Well, it's true that he killed the person, but Ryudouji dug the pit, and the coffin was nailed shut by Matou Kariya and Matou Tsuruno, the two filial sons. Everyone contributed to filling the hole...

Finally, the deceased's family members not only remained emotionally stable, but even wanted to celebrate with gongs and drums.

In short, this blame shouldn't be placed on one person, right?

So rest in peace, old bug.

Samael muttered to himself for a moment, then casually made the sign of the cross on his chest as a token of sympathy. He then got up, stretched, and, taking advantage of the deepening night, began to walk towards the location of the great void.

Due to Matou Kariya's sudden visit, the Ancient Serpent was forced to provide the victim's family with a heartwarming chat service.

Therefore, the modification of the Holy Grail ritual took a considerable amount of time.

Currently, Samael has only completed about one-third of the project. If he wants to finish it before the Earth Vein Activation Ceremony, he will probably need to work overtime to catch up.

Sigh, what a life of toil.

After working overtime for three days and three nights, from sunrise to sunset, Samael, having finished embedding a rune in front of the altar, rubbed his aching arms and muttered complaints about his unfortunate snake life.

However, rune compatibility requires some adjustment time, and after finishing his overtime work, he can also take a break and relax first.

With nothing else to do, Samael stroked his chin, thought seriously for a moment, and finally made a decision.

Go to Fuyuki City, have a nice meal, and treat yourself.

So the ancient snake decisively turned and ran away, slipping out of a dark workshop in Yuanzang Mountain and rushing towards the brightly lit city and the light of civilization.

However, since it was late at night, there were few pedestrians on the road, and most of the restaurants on both sides of the road were closed.

As Samael walked along the way, he only saw a few scattered 24-hour convenience stores and a few KFCs that were open.

Finally, after careful consideration, the ancient snake chose to abandon the bland rice balls and bento boxes and enter the realm of junk food.

"What? Sold out? Shall we check the next store?"

But unexpectedly, the year turned bad. As soon as Samai entered the store, he was told such terrible news by the staff.

Left with no other option, Gu She had to move on to the next KFC.

"Oh, you guys too?"

"Sold out, we're closing. Can I come back tomorrow?"

"Out of stock, temporarily closed? Aren't you open 24/7?"

However, to Samael's surprise, he asked several shops and received the same result.

Are you kidding me? All I wanted was a hamburger...

The repeated setbacks left the ancient snake frustrated, but also stirred up resentment in his heart.

So Samael persevered despite repeated failures, and after searching through most of Fuyuki City and experiencing nine rejections, he finally arrived at the end of the shopping street and spotted the only KFC that was still open.

Moreover, the ancient snake could see from afar that the hall was brightly lit and a diner was engrossed in his meal.

If there are people dining in, it means the business is still open!

Samael's eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly rushed towards the KFC.

As Gu She approached the store, his gaze swept around and he couldn't help but notice a cool black heavy motorcycle parked on the open ground in front of the door.

V-type four-cylinder engine, Yamaha VMAX series Japanese large cruiser model.

Wait, this thing looks familiar.

Samael muttered to himself, then stopped and looked at it a few more times, a hint of doubt creeping into his eyes.

"Boss, three more family buckets, plus ten burgers! No fries and mashed potatoes!"

When the cold, serious, and high-profile declaration came from inside the store, Gu She's lips twitched slightly, and he helplessly rubbed his forehead, looking on with a face that he couldn't bear to look at.

He finally knew who this gluttonous man was who ate up nine KFCs in one night, creating a new urban legend.

Having reached a conclusion, Samael sighed, got up, pushed open the door, and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure.

In the corner, a blonde knight girl wearing a black hoodie and hot pants, dark over-the-knee leather boots, a necklace around her neck, and a single ponytail was devouring a table full of junk food, her pretty face filled with an expression of enjoyment.

At her feet and beside her, there were already piles of cardboard boxes.

Clearly, this motorcyclist has been eating here for some time now.

Furthermore, the blonde girl, engrossed in her meal, was completely unaware of the arrival of another person trying to steal her food.

Samael silently went to the counter, decisively ordered all the available stock, picked up two full trays, went to the messy dining table, bent down and sat down, and began to speak quietly.

"Hey, do you know Irisviel is sneaking around eating here so late at night?"

Instantly, that familiar voice made Artoria, who had been caught red-handed, tremble and almost drop the remaining half of the hamburger, her face filled with surprise.

"Huh!? You... when did you get here!?"

"Look, I just arrived and I saw you."

Samael rolled his eyes, grabbed a hamburger, and took a big bite.

Artoria looked around and, seeing that her Master had not appeared, gradually calmed herself down. Then, she gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, looking at the man in front of her with a wary expression.

"I understand, you must have been secretly following me!"

"Following you my foot! I just wanted to get a burger, but you've bankrupted all the other restaurants on the street. Where else can I go if I don't come here?"

The ancient snake twitched its lips, then looked at a glutton who had committed the sin of overeating but was completely unaware of his own shortcomings, and complained with a dark face.

"..."

When her glorious journey was exposed on the spot, Artoria's face stiffened and her pretty face flushed, but in order to maintain the dignity of a queen, the girl had no choice but to stubbornly argue.

"What do you know? This is the magnanimity a king should have!"

"Yes, I can tell. You and she are definitely related by blood."

Samael nodded, his gaze meaningful.

"What do you mean by biological child?"

Artoria was slightly taken aback and subconsciously asked a question.

"nothing……"

Samael shook his head, his eyes flickered, and casually changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, does the Einzbern family not provide meals?"

Upon hearing this, Artoria looked as if a sore spot had been touched, her face filled with gloom.

"That portion is far from enough to eat!"

The ancient castle in the sea of ​​trees, though spacious and safe, was maintained by artificial beings. As mechanical creations, they only provided the amount necessary for the human body to maintain normal functions, which naturally could not satisfy Artoria's appetite.

Furthermore, since they are artificial life forms still in the debugging stage, the taste of their creations is indescribable.

Samael munched on a chicken wing, a mocking smile on his face.

"So, you secretly ran away and ransacked all the fast food restaurants in Fuyuki City?"

"What do you mean by sneaking out! I already informed Irisviel of my plans for tonight!"

"So what's your slogan? It can't be 'Clean Plate Campaign,' can it?"

"...Is it wrong for me to spy on the enemy? It's none of your business!"

Artoria, who had been constantly retorting, was a little embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and grumbled in a muffled voice.

"Yes! Why should I answer your question!"

But then, the knight girl realized the crux of the matter, and immediately put on a cool and aloof expression, waving her hand to drive them away with an unfriendly look.

"Go away, don't bother me!"

"you sure?"

Samael shook the full pallet in his hand, picked up a long list of shipping orders, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I ordered everything that was left in the store. I was worried you wouldn't have enough to eat, so I was going to give you some extra food to share. But now it seems you don't really appreciate it?"

"What, an extra meal? An extra dozen?"

Seeing the incredibly tempting olive branch, Artoria hesitated for only a moment before taking a bite.

"Hmm...hmm...alright, I'll forgive your rudeness. Sit down. I'll make an exception...and allow you to dine with me..."

Seeing the black tyrant's hostility vanish, Samael wisely offered a tray to the glutton who had almost emptied the table again.