My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

The gloomy sky, like a giant curtain, covered the heavens, giving people a sense of oppressive darkness and impending doom.

On this day, a light rain began to fall again. Looking at the watermarks constantly flowing on the transparent glass, Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously pressed her brow.

It's been over a month since I've seen the first light of day, let alone the clear skies Charlemagne loved. Every day is the same gloomy sky, and you can't even see the sun.

The cursor on the computer screen was still blinking. Kasumigaoka Utaha's latest masterpiece was nearing its end. Although it was only missing an ending, she hadn't finished writing it yet.

It felt as if the moment this novel was finished would be the moment of parting.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly pulled out a chair, intending to walk out of the room.

But when they reached the door, the girl's pale hand froze in mid-air, refusing to fall.

What should she do? Despite her usually decisive personality, she couldn't help but hesitate at this moment.

But at that moment, the sound of a key turning came from the entrance hall.

at this time?

Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly realized who it was and rushed to the dressing mirror to check if her clothes were inappropriate and if her expression was too unpleasant.

As a result, in his haste, his calf hit the bedpost, making a dull thud.

"it hurts!"

She instinctively cried out in pain and sat down heavily on the ground, clutching her wound and tears streaming down her face.

"Still so reckless, Master."

A refreshing and gentle voice rang in her ears. Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up and met a pair of clear and bright blue eyes. Her ears began to burn, and the little voice in her heart screamed, "Why did I do such a shameful thing in front of him!"

There was no way around it; as a Master and Servant living together, Kasumigaoka Utaha's image as a cultured, cunning, and beautiful girl outside was completely gone. Especially on the first day, she hadn't gotten used to it yet, and she ran out with messy hair, dark circles under her eyes, and disheveled clothes... After all, even a beautiful girl can be sloppy at home.

On the other side, a handsome young man knelt on the ground, looking down with a serious expression. His black and silver hair shone even without sunlight.

He was still wearing his spirit attire, which was somewhat dirty and even dark in color, indicating that he hadn't had time to change. This shows how busy he had been lately.

This has been the case for the past month. To support various places, even though the Heroic Spirits don't get tired, they are busy to the point of exhaustion.

"It shouldn't be serious, just some bruising and swelling, and it will be quite painful for the next few days." Charlemagne lifted Kasumigaoka Utaha's leg to check the wound. The black stockings were slightly torn, revealing the bruised and swollen wound.

"I'll go get some medicated oil and rub it in."

After Charlemagne finished speaking, he picked up Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was sitting on the ground.

The black-haired girl covered her burning face. It's always like this. Why does this guy always unintentionally do things that make people blush and their hearts race? It was like this with the fireworks last time, and it's like this now.

And that kiss... Kasumigaoka Utaha wished she could bury her face in her magnificent bosom. Although she didn't regret it, Charlemagne's hesitant manner afterwards drove her crazy.

She originally wanted to confront him, but it happened to be this time of year, and Charlemagne was so busy that she didn't know how to bring it up.

If I interfere with him again, it will make me seem very willful.

but.

Kasumigaoka Utaha made up her mind.

Even on the eve of the apocalypse, she wanted to express her feelings, and then it wouldn't matter whether she lived or died.

As Charlemagne carried the girl to the sofa to get the medicine, Kasumigaoka Utaha spoke up.

"Charlemagne."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was steady, but the hand clutching the hem of her skirt betrayed her nervousness: "What have you thought about that matter?"

Charlemagne paused.

The black-haired girl's voice trembled slightly as she looked at you with her watery and alluring eyes: "How will you choose the ending of the novel?"

At the last moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha still backed down. Even though she herself mocked Sawamura's insincerity, she couldn't bring herself to ask him directly.

Because she was a cunning girl who was skilled at using schemes and tricks, she could only test the waters cautiously, feeling more uneasy the more she cared.

The novel that Kasumigaoka Utaha was referring to was the one before the Fireworks Festival, featuring a beautiful and gentle female lead, an awkward, gloomy, and scheming second female lead, and a cheerful and handsome male lead.

Would you choose me?

Kasumigaoka Utaha is clearly asking this question.

He couldn't ignore it. No matter how conflicted he was, he couldn't turn a blind eye to the girl's wholehearted love. Charlemagne wasn't King Arthur; he was more straightforward and fearless, after all, he was closer to an adventurer.

He didn't understand the girl's strange struggles and thoughts.

So he just asked it directly.

"Master."

Charlemagne looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha with his clear blue eyes.

Charlemagne is not the Hill of Clouds; he will not run away.

Do you want me to choose you?

"Not just a Master, but something more than that?"

At that moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart rate nearly exceeded 100, as if she would be sent to the emergency room at any moment.

She should have shifted the focus, should have pretended nothing was wrong, but Charlemagne just looked at her with boundless tolerance and stubbornness.

"Correct."

Kasumigaoka Utaha heard her own voice, which she was trying to keep calm.

"I like you."

After uttering her first sentence, Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to have crossed a certain line. She recklessly declared, "How could I not like someone who protects me, uses her Noble Phantasm to set off fireworks for me, and even tolerates my embarrassing moments!"

Tears streamed down her face as Kasumigaoka Utaha bowed her head, accepting her final judgment.

What should I do? I always have a way out, but this time, there really is no way out.

"Master."

Charlemagne reached out and embraced his Master.

Kasumigaoka's poetic feathers trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry I upset you. Maybe I did something bad."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gripped the hem of her skirt tightly.

"But I can't run away from this; I have to tell you what's on my mind."

“I am an adventurer. Although I feel a little sorry for that old man over there, the monarchy should indeed be implemented by serious and honest people. I am more suited to a carefree and easygoing attitude.”

"The king will save all people, and I will save the rest. This decision was made not long ago. Therefore, I will save you."

"No matter what, I will protect you; that is my will."

Even if this isn't the answer you wanted.

"Idiot!" Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged Charlemagne's neck and cried uncontrollably, "Why! Why did you say that? How can I give up on you!"

She doesn't want your protection, she wants your love.

You can protect others, but she wants exclusive favor.

“Master.” Charlemagne seemed somewhat at a loss.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly calmed down with lightning speed. She wiped away her tears and grabbed Charlemagne by the collar.

"Do what you should do, protect everyone, protect the world, and defeat all enemies."

"But after you've done all that, you have to give me an answer."

Kasumigaoka Utaha exuded an astonishing aura: "Even if it's a rejection, you have to say it so I can give up... No running away, no evasive answers!"

"Let me tell you, you'll regret missing out on me."

Kasumigaoka Utaha made a harsh statement, but her expression clearly showed that she was about to cry.

Charlemagne's eyes remained bright, and he suddenly broke into a smile.

"Ah, I won't run away from it. After all, that would be too uncool."