Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Did I go to the wrong place? That shouldn't be the case..."

The ancient snake, its thoughts somewhat confused, turned to look around, checking once again the room's furnishings and the piece of meat beneath it. Looking at the subtle smile on that face, an ominous premonition grew stronger within it.

Could it be that……

"boom!"

At the same time, the crimson gate, damaged by the defensive spells, was reduced to rubble by the shooting sword light. Okita Souji and Suzuka Gozen led a large group of black warriors in single file, looking around and shouting.

"General!"

Holy crap, it really is her!

Behind the curtain, Samael looked at Yustissa beneath him and his cheek twitched involuntarily. Tens of thousands of Australian alpacas roared through his mind, and he subconsciously wanted to back away.

At that moment, the silver-haired beauty who had been pushed to the ground gave Samael a mocking smile. Her arms, which had somehow reached up, suddenly tightened around the man's waist and abdomen, and her mouth gaped open in the horrified gaze of the old father.

"Help! No, no..."

Suddenly, a series of mournful cries came from behind the curtain, echoing throughout the entire hall.

Upon hearing the sound, Okita Souji and Suzuka Gozen looked over and saw the white-haired beauty being brutally pinned down and humiliated behind the curtain. Their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately drew their swords and spears, filled with righteous indignation.

"Beast!"

"It's you again, you bastard! Let go of the General!"

Almost simultaneously, the heroic spirits who sensed the anomaly at the top of the tower quickly formed ranks and surged up from all levels of the Gun Tower.

"The General has been attacked! Protect him! Protect him!"

Moments later, the entrance was crowded with reinforcements, and Miyamoto Musashi and Tomoe Gozen also rushed into the hall, glaring menacingly.

"Grab your weapons and chop this scumbag up!"

With everyone present, the hot-tempered Suzuka Gozen couldn't contain herself any longer and immediately grabbed her spear, aiming at the filthy claw pressing against the Shogun's chest.

Amidst the chaos, a mocking smile of triumph crept across Yustissa's exquisite face.

However, when their eyes met, she noticed that the man she had tricked was also smiling.

However, the brilliance was tinged with a sinister gloom.

In an instant, the white-haired beauty on the ground was suddenly lifted up and placed in front of a group of spears and blades.

Suzuka Gozen's expression changed drastically. She forcefully twisted her wrist, turning her thrust into a sweep, knocking away a group of longswords belonging to the nearby Black Warriors. She cursed incessantly in anger.

"Using the General as a hostage? How despicable! Come out and fight me one-on-one if you dare!"

Samael ignored the hot-tempered woman's challenge, squinting at the humanoid shield in his hand and letting out a cold snort.

"Are you going to tell me yourself, or should I strip you naked, hang you on a flagpole, and give you a good beating first?"

A chill swept over her, and Yustisa's tearful, sorrowful expression suddenly changed. She smiled and hugged Samael's forearm tightly, coquettishly fuming.

"It's been so long, I was just joking, my dearest father..."

Father?

For a moment, the four Shogunate Servants in the hall stared dumbfounded at their shogun, who was now leaning against the bandit's arms, looking incredibly obedient. Their minds were in complete chaos.

"Since we're already so familiar with each other, there's no need for such a grand welcoming ceremony, is there?"

Samael expressionlessly pulled himself out of his unfilial daughter's arms and glanced at the Black Warriors and Heroic Spirits crowding the living room.

Yustisa immediately understood, straightened her disheveled clothes, and displayed an unusually dignified demeanor, waving her hand.

"It's all a misunderstanding, please step back."

"General, this man is dangerous. I'm afraid I might be in trouble if I'm alone with him..."

Faced with his superior's drastically different attitude, Okita Souji, who was in charge of security, couldn't help but hesitate.

"What? Do I need to ask you for permission to be alone with my father, Assassin…"

Yustissa's expression darkened, and she asked in a low voice.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare. I'm just worried that you've been coerced by villains, so..."

Okita Souji bit her cherry lips and quickly explained.

As a key member of the Shinsengumi, she had a natural attachment to the Shogunate and really didn't want to see the organization she was loyal to fall again.

Yustissa looked the loyal subject up and down, a smile playing on her lips.

"Since you are so loyal, I will allow you to keep a close watch on him tonight. If you find anything, remember to report it tomorrow morning."

"Ah? General, I..."

"Okay, it's decided then. Go back and get ready."

Before the bewildered Okita Souji could speak, Justeza smiled and raised her hand across her chest, and a wing-shaped, fiery red Command Seal vanished.

Okita Souji mechanically and blankly turned around and walked towards his bedroom to prepare for the upcoming nighttime review.

"So, is there anyone else willing to sacrifice for me?"

The smiling inquiry came again, and the female heroic spirits' expressions changed drastically. They scattered like birds and beasts, leading their Black Warriors out of the hall like a tide. Before leaving, they did not forget to block the broken door, leaving the father and daughter with an absolutely private space to be alone.

After the others had left, Yustisa turned around and asked with a smile, leaning down to listen attentively, appearing very sensible and filial.

"What would you like to drink, Father?"

"black tea."

Samael, sitting at the table, relaxed slightly and answered casually.

Yustisa, standing to the side, smiled and shook her head.

"No."

"Then coffee it is."

"nor."

"Never mind, just grab any drink from the fridge."

There is no refrigerator here.

Yustisa shook her head regretfully, her smile unchanged.

"Then what do you have?"

"Plain water!"

"..."

Samael stared at that bright, innocent smiling face, his lips twitching violently.

Are all women this vengeful?

Then, the ancient snake shook its head and looked at a certain unfilial daughter with a strong desire for revenge.

"Never mind, I don't really want to drink anything. Let's talk business first."

"What important matter could compare to our reminiscing, Father?"

"Of course! For example, what exactly are you doing, General?"

Samael gazed wistfully at this former evil of the world, his tone carrying a profound meaning.

Yustissa smiled broadly: "Of course, it's about saving this city and its people."

Samael looked at him with suspicion, as if he had heard a huge joke.

"When did you become so kind?"

Upon hearing this, Yustissa surprisingly rolled her eyes and gave a cold snort.

"If it weren't for me, how do you think these people in the city would have survived? By your own means?"

"You're the one who implanted fragments of the Holy Grail into their bodies!"

Thinking of the unusual individuals in the city, Samael suddenly realized and finally understood why the seven riders of the shogunate were so obedient to this shogun and had a heartfelt respect for him.

The ancient snake quickly realized what was happening and frowned as it asked.

"Since you did it, tell me what exactly happened here, and why a singularity was formed?"

"How would I know? I was just passing by and got dragged into this."

Yustisa glanced at Samael, her eyes filled with resentment and dejection.

After all that, it turns out this person wasn't the primary party involved at all.

Having failed to get what he wanted, Samuel immediately reverted to his scumbag nature, showing little interest in the long-lost, unfilial daughter before him, and stood up to reach out to the person opposite him.

"Where's the Holy Grail fragment that Chitose Masuru wanted? They urgently need it there, give it to me first."

"I already sent Caster to deliver that item. Didn't she tell you before she left?"

Yustissa blinked, spread her hands, and looked on in surprise.

……

Samael's face was covered in black lines, and his teeth were chattering.

I said, "Why has no one come after waiting for more than half an hour? Murasaki Shikibu hasn't notified me either!"

It was intentional, this woman definitely did it on purpose!

"Oh, don't be angry, don't be angry. Without other trivial matters to hold us back, don't we have more time to catch up? Father..."

Seeing that Samael was glaring at her with an unfriendly expression, as if he was about to lash out, Yustisa smiled and tried to soothe him. Then, she changed the subject and spoke softly.

"Or, shall we talk about something more interesting, like, working together to wipe out the hundred demons of Mount Ooe?"

Samael raised an eyebrow and sat down again.

Although Yustissa doesn't have what he wants, perhaps the answer lies with another force.

Seeing that the man in front of her, whose combat power was extraordinary, had been persuaded by her, Yustissa's smile became even brighter.

"Now, let's talk about cooperation..."

Then, the general paused, turned to look out the window which was gradually darkening, licked his red lips, and a hint of mockery and temptation flashed in his eyes.

"Of course, the cooperation also includes your accommodation tonight..."

Samael simply rolled his eyes at this and ignored his unfilial daughter's teasing. Instead, he glanced out the window and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, I've already met five of the Shogunate's seven Servants. Who are the remaining Rider and Berserker?"

"Well..."

A subtle smile appeared on Yustissa's face, and the corners of her lips curled up in pleasure.

"They're still on duty outside. You'll see when they change shifts."

Meanwhile, in Akihabara.

"Ah!"

The Dragon Witch in the lobby of an abandoned convenience store rubbed her nose, which was inexplicably itchy, and sneezed loudly.

"Hey, assault girl, it's almost dark, are you done yet?"

Black Jeanne grumbled irritably. She could hear the noise from Artoria's heavy motorcycle from two streets away. She thought to herself, "Will this woman never learn how to be 'low-key'?"

In fact, the Pendragon family has never been associated with the word "low-key".

The sound of the motorcycle engine grew louder as it approached, finally coming to a smooth stop in front of the small convenience store after a beautiful drift.

She saw the British woman with a single golden ponytail gracefully flipping off the car seat and landing, her high-top leather boots seemingly about to carve a crack through the steps.

"Berserker, how many times have I told you, when you're on duty you should address me by my class name!"

Artoria parked her motorcycle and stopped in front of the convenience store. With a cold snort, she shouted at Jeanne Alter, who was sitting on the checkout counter swinging her legs, through the thick glass.

"Open the door!"

The door was locked from the inside by a rough chain. The culprit let out his signature cold laugh, and mouthed back, word by word, the English woman who had remained expressionless from the start:

"You wish!"

Their gazes met in the air. Artoria's expression remained largely unchanged, but her right hand suddenly grasped the jet-black sword, its blade extending into the narrow gap of the room. A metallic sound rang out as she cleaved the chains with the sword.

The witch made no attempt to hide the contempt in her eyes, and called me a Berserker and a violent maniac?