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

Eriri woke up very early.

Even though she went to bed late yesterday and was woken up in the middle of the night, Eriri, who isn't usually very diligent, still opened her eyes as soon as the first rays of sunlight fell.

If you were to ask why, it's probably because it feels unreal.

She was still lying in her own bed, and everything around her was so familiar.

That's why we're afraid.

Eriri didn't even bother to wash up before she threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and ran out barefoot.

She completely forgot that she had asked Arthur not to watch over her before going to sleep the night before, and was instead filled with a satisfied fear that everything that had happened yesterday was just a dream.

Eriri flung the door open, ignoring the loud bang, and eagerly rushed down the stairs, and then...

Good morning, Eriri. You got up early today.

Suddenly a sound came—

Eriri exclaimed "Wow!" in surprise.

She turned around and saw a handsome servant with azure eyes. Even wearing an apron and holding a spatula, which were too mundane things, did not diminish the king's noble aura in the slightest.

My heart immediately settled in my chest. Oh, so it wasn't a dream after all.

"Seriously...you scared me to death!" Eriri muttered, throwing a little tantrum.

It's incredible. Knowing that he is such a great king, she finds it hard to hide her true self in front of him. She can't maintain her usual elegant demeanor at all, and instead appears incredibly relaxed.

Whether it's her excessive pride or her spoiled temper, she can use it as she pleases, as if she knows he will tolerate whatever she does.

"I'm sorry, Eriri, I didn't mean to scare you." As expected, he wasn't angry because Eriri was being petulant, but smiled calmly. "I saw that you seemed to be looking for me in a hurry, so I called you."

"Who, who's in a hurry to find you!"

Eriri felt her face getting hot. Idiot, even if you know, you shouldn't say it out loud.

“But…” His tone even carried a hint of mockery, “Eri is really in a hurry, she didn’t even take care of herself.”

"……what?"

Eriri was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

"Ahhhh-"

The golden-haired girl's screams echoed throughout the entire villa.

"You're not allowed to look! You're not allowed to look!"

Eriri kept repeating this phrase, covering her face and rushing back. Damn it, she was too ashamed to face anyone.

Especially when she saw her current appearance in the mirror, the golden-haired girl's screams reappeared, this time with a hint of self-abandonment.

incredible!

Eriri even wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

The girl in the mirror had messy, golden hair, vacant eyes, suspicious marks on her face, and her pajamas were a mess. She actually went to see Arthur looking like this?!

Fortunately, as a professional night owl, Eriri, a master of doujinshi (fan-made comics), has plenty of experience with staying up late, so even if she didn't sleep well yesterday, she didn't have dark circles under her eyes. Otherwise, she would have been even more embarrassed.

Well, things aren't much better now.

She's such a beautiful girl!!

The golden retriever, now a defeated dog, clutched its head and howled in despair.

No, he has to forget what he looked like just now!

After quickly getting herself ready, Eriri Sawamura Spencer, one of the two most beautiful girls at Toyonosaki Academy, is back in action!

Then he was defeated by the calm and collected Arthur.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Eriri was extremely annoyed; she was dressed so beautifully and you didn't even glance at her.

"I was just cooking."

"Eri, would you like a sunny-side-up egg or a double-sided egg?"

"Two-faced egg, wait, don't change the subject!" Look at her, look at her!

Arthur looked up from his work, his blue eyes reflecting Eriri's image.

"You look beautiful today, Eriri."

He always seems to have a keen sense of what others are thinking.

"So I wasn't pretty before?" Even if she blushes and her heart races because of the compliments, girls can be so unreasonable.

"Each has its own beauty."

He said this with a smile.

That smile was the same as before.

A gentle smile that seems to say, "I will always protect you."

The sunlight streaming through the window seemed to surround him as if blessing him, making him sparkle—it must have been just an illusion. He didn't unleash magic for no reason, nor was he a prince from a picture book.

"...You pass."

Eriri turned her head away, awkwardly playing with her hair.

She pulled out a chair and sat down. Her parents, who were already sitting at the table with cutlery in hand, sighed and asked, "What are you doing?" They looked quite excited.

“You understand, right, Eriri?” Even though Mrs. Sawamura was already a mother, she still looked like a young girl when she was radiant. “That’s breakfast cooked by His Majesty King Arthur, how could I not look forward to it?”

The taste is secondary; the main point is that it was made by King Arthur! King Arthur! Even the world's best chef can't compare. You'll regret missing it for the rest of your life.

"More noteworthy than that is that he can actually cook!"

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Eriri, as if in despair, slumped onto the table: "Damn it, even a modern kitchen can run this smoothly. Doesn't this mean we've completely lost?"

After all, although there are home economics classes at school, Eriri, an otaku, always does them perfunctorily. She can do a little bit of the simple things, but she definitely can't make them taste good.

So when Eriri put the fried egg and toast into her mouth, she almost cried.

It's delicious, of course, but that's not the reason.

Simply because——

"How do you have such amazing feminine skills! You can even cook!"

It's worth noting that Japan is a classic example of a country where men are the breadwinners and women stay at home. Men who can cook are extremely rare, and some men even look down on it, just as home economics classes are almost entirely attended by women.

A man like Arthur, who is both handsome and a good cook, is a rare breed in Japan.

She's a complete loser, not even as capable as Arthur in terms of feminine charm!

"I also learned a little from the chef at the coffee shop, but as for the specifics... hehe."

Arthur avoided the topic with a gentle smile.

After all, it has the consciousness of Makoto Aoki, and Makoto Aoki can cook. But even the original Old Sword could cook. The Valentine's Day gift he gave to Ritsuka Fujimaru was homemade macaroni, which was so delicious that it was miles better than Gawain's potatoes. However, the reason was not so pleasant. It was full of NTR implications, making you feel like you had been cuckolded.

"Eri-ri." (Quietly)

"What's wrong, Mom?" she whispered.

Mrs. Sawamura made a gesture and whispered, "You absolutely must win over such a perfect man quickly!"

"So, did anything happen last night?"

Mrs. Sawamura was filled with anticipation.

Don't think she doesn't care about her daughter. Even from a mother's perspective, it's not a loss for her daughter to have a romance with a perfect man like King Arthur, or even have close contact with him.

After all, with that face and figure, if something were to happen, it's hard to say who would be at a disadvantage.

As a hardcore otaku, and especially a fan of BL (Boys' Love), Mrs. Sawamura is definitely not that innocent~

Eriri blushed, looking like she couldn't take it anymore.

Nothing happened—

Could she really say that as a top-tier doujinshi artist like Eri Kashiwagi, she was actually looking forward to it too? Unbelievable!