Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

I'm offering a bounty. In addition to the blades and rewards mentioned earlier, I'll add one chapter for every three hundred monthly tickets, and one chapter for every 500 first orders after the app is released.

I also want to thank a friend of mine. Thank you for recommending "Gintama" to me. It took me more than half a month to finish this funny daily masterpiece. Otherwise, the content of this book would probably be less interesting. Such a huge amount of funny material allowed me to copy, no, learn from it for a long time.

I really enjoyed writing this book. I wrote down everything I like, and while satisfying my own happiness, I also brought joy to readers.

And I also want to share with readers the works that I like and the feelings I had when I came into contact with them - "Persona" series, "Azure Blue", "Gintama", "Baka and Test Summoning Beasts", "Fire Emblem: Three Houses" (micro-preserved) - integrate all the fun I got from these works, and use their style and materials to write an FGO story.

Let me explain here the length of the simulation that everyone often asks about. This is not a traditional simulator. I define it as a [role play], telling the story of Mochizuki Hideko spending a whole year at Chaldea Academy, encountering and having fun with many heroic spirits. Therefore, the time span will be very large, which is different from the narrative style of traditional simulators.

This aspect was influenced by "Persona", setting a story rhythm with a long span but a clear time limit. The protagonist has to clearly arrange his itinerary for each day. I want readers to feel the flow of time. No matter how happy and warm the story is, it will always come to an end. Students will always graduate one day, and Mochizuki Hideko will move towards a life ending that belongs only to him.

This kind of gameplay is very immersive in the game. "Persona 3" and "Persona 4" brought me huge emotional value, but this approach may not work for online novels. However, "I still want to write such a story."

I really hope that my writing skills are good enough (and my financial conditions allow it) to be able to describe the mood and fun I want to write about, and convey it to you who are reading this.

In short, life is not easy and the world is difficult, but we still have to be a young and shining dreamer. Everyone should work hard!

Chapter 56: Yinggu: Original Form (Please Order First!)

The girls' laughter as sweet as silver bells could be heard from the hot spring pool.

Those beautiful girls were splashing water on each other, leisurely enjoying the fun of playing in the hot springs.

And behind the rocks they couldn't see, in the thick mist,

The boys have fallen into deep despair.

"..."

Tristan covered his lower body tightly. Now that the gate of Camelot had been lost, he stubbornly guarded his only remaining knightly dignity.

Yinggu and Gao Wen looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Damn, why did this happen?

"The battle failed,"

Gawain said miserably,

"Sir Tristan can't escape, and as a Knight of the Round Table, I won't stand by and watch him run naked through the streets. Let's talk it over with the girls, and hopefully they'll show some leniency."

"Peace talks..."

Yinggu showed a thoughtful expression.

At this point, is there still any possibility of peace talks?

"Wow~"

From behind the rock, Joan of Arc's shy cry was heard.

"Mary, please don't lift my towel so casually..."

"Don't be shy, Jeanne. I just want to see if your hair is golden elsewhere~"

Mary's sweet yet evil, playful laughter also came over.

“……………………”

The boys heard their conversation and laughter and showed very complicated expressions.

After a long while, Yinggu said quietly:

"Do you think there is still a possibility of peace talks... interrupting them when they are having so much fun and telling them, "Actually, we were here just now, but we are sorry to bother you. We didn't hear or see anything. By the way, there is a poor guy here who doesn't even have a bath towel, so please don't mind his naked butt"?

"Do you dare to say that to them? I wouldn't dare."

"A horrifying scene," Tristan said.

"It seems that once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Now we can only find another way to survive." Gawain sighed.

After all, Tristan just lost his bath towel, but if it was just to cover his body, he could have used something else instead.

Yinggu couldn't help but look around, trying to find something nearby that could provide shelter.

Got it!

"Lao Cui, just use this thing to block it!"

Yinggu plucked a leaf from the decorative grass and handed it to him seriously.

"...Lord Yinggu, you look down on me in every sense of the word."

"How can a leaf cover Tristan's guitar? I have something better."

Gao Wen said as he took out a plate of leftover food from the shore. This was what they ordered while eating the hot spring eggs. The plate was piled with peeled egg shells and a few remaining slices of cucumber.

"Sir Tristan, put these cucumber slices down there to block it out. If anyone asks, just say you're using cucumbers for a beauty treatment."

"You're quite the expert, Gao Wenqing," Ying Gu said in awe. "Cucumber slices can hydrate and improve skin texture, so applying them to the skin is perfectly natural. It's amazing that you used common sense to come up with such a clever excuse."

Tristan thought to himself, this isn't clever at all. Who would stick cucumber slices to their genitals? He's simply a pervert.

This is worse than running naked. Using a cucumber is even more embarrassing!

Seeing that Tristan was still hesitant and unwilling to come up, Yinggu sighed.

"Well, I have another good idea. Gao Wenqing, can you summon your Sword of Victory? We can perform a sex change operation on him right then and there. Our Lao Cui is quite popular, so it's time for him to have a sex changer."

"That's the only thing I can't do," Gawain sternly refused. "That's the sister sword my king gave me. It's pure sunfire that burns away all filth. My holy sword will never touch the filthy Tower of Babylon."

"Damn it, there's nothing I can do..."

"..."

Tristan no longer wanted to complain.

The three of them sighed and looked up at the full moon in the sky through the thick fog.

Melancholy, confusion, and helplessness.

"...Just go away and leave me alone."

Finally, Tristan spoke up.

"If we delay any longer, the girls will probably notice what's going on here. Then we'll all be wiped out."

He opened his golden eyes, and there was no longer any desire for life in them, only relief before death and a tragic aria.

"But if you all escape, I'll be the only one left to sacrifice myself...!"

"Asshole, how could we possibly abandon you?" Ying Gu said excitedly, "If you think cucumbers are too embarrassing, I have a drink bottle here..."

"Honestly, you guys should just leave! Your plans are becoming increasingly shameful!"

"But we can't really just leave you here to die..."

Yinggu sat down on the shore with a depressed look on his face, and he had no idea what to do.

Am I going to watch Tristan die?

Would he be thrown here to be discovered, to be torn into pieces by angry girls, and finally to be ruined and infamous as a disgraceful peeping pervert?

This is too cruel!

"Damn it, it's all my fault... It's all because I didn't have the strength to protect my friends! That's why we ended up like this!"

Ying Gu slammed the ground angrily.

"Where is Alaya? Please save my companions. As long as you can protect his city gate, I am willing to sign any contract with you! I also want to create a world where no one needs to shed tears!"

Gao Wen, who was standing by, couldn't help but say, "Actually, if someone else saw this, you two would be laughing so hard that tears would come out of their eyes."

"Let's go. I beg you, at least let me stay alone and quietly for the last moment of my life..."

Tristan said in despair, plucking the non-existent harp with his fingers.

"My nickname is the Son of Sorrow, but meeting you and your group of friends is the happiest thing in my life, Tristan. Farewell, Lord Gawain, Lord Ingu. Knowing you is the greatest happiness in my life."

"Hey……"

Yinggu's mind began to flash back to a revolving lantern related to Tristan.

Looking back, it seems that I did Tristan a lot of harm. I made him appear half-naked during the Queen's Game, and used him as a weapon in the haunted house and outdoor teaching. It's a pity that he could put aside the past and still treat me as a good friend.

Only remembering kindness and not hatred, is this the chivalry of the Round Table?

Yinggu sighed.

In that case, he decided to go all out.

Having owed Tristan so many favors, it was time for him to repay them.

Yinggu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and untied the bath towel from around his waist.

He tossed the towel over to Tristan's sink.

"?"

Tristan was stunned.

He looked up and saw that Ying Guqing had already casually removed all his weapons.

He has returned to the original form of life, that is, the posture of primitive man.

The moonlight poured down, stretching Ingu's figure very long. His heroic posture was like that of the wise king Gilgamesh who stood tall and proud at the city gate when the Absolute Warcraft front was lost and the city of Uruk fell!

"Lao Cui, this bath towel is yours. Put it on quickly and retreat. Leave the rest to me." Yinggu said.

"...What about you? What are you going to do? You're completely out of clothes!"

"I--"

Ying Gu's expression suddenly became sharp.

"I'm going to fight my way out of the main gate!"

Primitive, start!

Chapter 57: "Farewell, Friends"

"I'm going to fight my way out of the main gate!"

Hearing this, Gawain and Tristan were stunned.

"What are you talking about, Lord Yinggu! Just escaping over the wall is difficult enough, how can we break out through the main gate?"

"Instead of climbing over the wall and escaping, you're going to meet them head-on? You're a bit too courageous!"

"You don't understand..."

Ying Gu said quietly,

"I'm different from you. I have many skills. If I use them flexibly, I might actually be able to do it."

His agility is B, his luck is A, and he has a bunch of fancy skills, so his chances of survival are slightly higher than those of these two guys.

If we really have to choose someone to stay here, it would only be him.

"Besides, I'm not a Knight of the Round Table. Even if I get caught, I won't bring shame to your Round Table or Altria. Therefore, I'm the best person to stay here."

"Lord Ying Gu, you..."

"Tristan, don't ever tell me I owe you a favor, and don't blame me for being disloyal, because I risked my life this time, and that's already pretty much my loyalty."

"How can that be possible?"

Tristan retorted fiercely and quickly picked up the towel floating on the water.

"Lord Ying Gu, I appreciate your kindness, but please take your towel away. You shouldn't have to pay for my mistake."

"Sir Tristan is right," Gawain said sternly. "If we really have to choose one person to stay, then let me stay. The mistakes made by the Knights of the Round Table should be dealt with by the Knights of the Round Table. Besides, I'm a better talker than Sir Tristan, so let me do it!"

As he spoke, Gao Wen also began to untie the bath towel.

Yinggu thought, my God, what kind of flashing party is this? Why are everyone rushing to take off their bath towels?

Alas, these Knights of the Round Table are so loyal that they seem fussy at this critical moment.