I Don't Want to Evolve After Being Transmigrated into Angewomon

"I knew it was that expression."

Matou Kariya looked at Tohsaka Tokiomi with a smile and said, "You're clearly extremely disappointed, yet you still pretend to be elegant. As expected of you!"

For a long time, he could only look up to this man named Tokiomi Tohsaka, and only at this moment did he finally feel a sense of pride and triumph.

Hehehe~ That's so awesome!

As soon as he finished speaking, Matou Kariya turned and left, giving Tohsaka Tokiomi no chance to explain... or rather, to retaliate.

"..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and lowered his head.

Because of the action of looking down, he saw the glittering gold doll that had been thrown on the ground, and anger rose in his heart. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, he stepped on the doll.

After stomping on it several times, the resentment in my heart subsided somewhat.

...In fact, although this trick can turn a person into a puppet, the puppet's own consciousness does not disappear.

Gilgamesh's anger at this moment can be imagined.

"To! Saka! Toki! Omi!"

No one could hear or care about the puppet's inner voice.

Following the procedure, Mo Si continued to announce, "Next is the tasting session. I have specially invited five food critics from another world. Please give them a round of applause."

"Another world?" Tokiomi Tohsaka was taken aback upon hearing this. It was indeed the Second Law.

He then raised his hands and clapped lightly, even though he had lost the right to do so, offering applause was still part of his elegance.

Bang bang bang~

The others also began to clap, and amidst the rising and falling applause, Doraemon and his friends waved and walked to a round table, where they each sat down.

"……child?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Rider observed Suneo's appearance and said, "Isn't that the human child that Archer turned into when he was punished? It's unbelievable that we're seeing him again in this form."

Weber asked in confusion, "Those four children are one thing, but what's with that blue raccoon? It doesn't look human at all."

As soon as these words were spoken, a rebuttal immediately followed: "I am a cat-shaped robot, not a raccoon dog!"

"!" Weber shrank back in fear when he saw the other party's imposing aura.

What a fierce raccoon dog—no, a robot.

"robot?"

Kenneth frowned: "How can a robot be a commentator?"

Mo Si said, "This is a 22nd-century childcare robot. Its taste buds are just as good as a human's, which is enough to ensure that the comments are fair and impartial."

Kenneth pondered for a moment and said, "Since the referee has vouched for it, I'll trust him for now."

"..." Red A and Matou Sakura exchanged a glance. It seemed that the people here were unfamiliar with modern entertainment products and didn't even know about "Doraemon".

However, what surprised them even more was that Doraemon from the comics actually appeared in this real world.

Red A raised his hand and asked Doraemon, "Excuse me, are you really Doraemon?"

Doraemon puffed out his chest, touched his mustache, and said, "Of course I am Doraemon."

Red A asked, "Do you have an 'Earth Destruction Bomb'?"

"?" Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

What bomb?

Is this name for real?

“!” Gaia and Alaya were horrified.

Modern humans, really, why do they imagine such terrifying characters?

That angel was really something, why did he have to summon such a character? How can our little Earth possibly withstand that!

"It's gone." Doraemon shook his head. The Earth-destroying bomb from before had disappeared along with the previous four-dimensional pocket.

Now, his new fourth-dimensional pocket doesn't have any Earth-destroying bombs.

"..." Gaia and Alaya breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, they were so frightened they almost suffocated.

Doraemon then said, "But I bought a new Galaxy Destroyer Bomb."

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary. As he spoke, he put his hands in his pockets, preparing to take out the bomb.

"Wait! There's no need to take it out," Red A quickly stopped him.

Few of the people present were easy to deal with; a single Holy Grail could cause them to fight tooth and nail. Who knows what kind of chaos would ensue after the Galactic Destruction Bomb appeared?

In short, it's better to avoid trouble.

"Oh." Doraemon nonchalantly put his hand away and returned to his seat.

Nothing extra was added to the scene, but something seemed to have changed.

Mo Si coughed lightly and reminded, "Let's serve the food."

In front of the round table where Doraemon and the others landed, there was a long table for the seven groups of contestants to place their respective works.

Because Tokiomi Tohsaka did not complete the work, there were only six plates of Mapo Tofu.

Mo Si said, "Those who pass will receive one point, and those who fail will receive no points. The criterion is that most of the commentators say 'delicious'. If you get more than three 'delicious' comments, you pass."

Ok?

This rule means that there is more than one qualified candidate.

If all the dishes are delicious, all six groups can get one point.

This is a real free point question!

"!" Tokiomi Tohsaka's eye twitched. As the only one who failed to complete the work, he happened to encounter a real freebie, which made him so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Yet he still had to maintain his elegance.

Ah!

Tokiomi Tohsaka stomped on the glittering doll and twisted it more than ten times before he could barely suppress his anger.

"To! Saka! Toki! Omi!"

The doll's heart let out a mournful roar.

Meanwhile, Doraemon and the others began to sample the Mapo Tofu from the Saber Group.

"good to eat!"

All five people gave it a delicious rating.

Emiya Kiritsugu, Irisviel, Saber, Archer, and the others exchanged smiles.

Next up is Mapo Tofu from the Lancer group.

"Delicious!" Five of the comments were also positive.

Next up were the Rider, Berserker, and Caster groups, all of which received more than three "delicious" reviews and thus earned one point each.

Finally, it's the Mapo Tofu from the Assassin team...

Kirei Kotomine's lips curled into a slight smile. If even other people's mediocre Mapo Tofu could be praised as delicious, then his was a masterpiece and there was absolutely no way he could lose.

Steady!

"—!"

As soon as Doraemon and the others ate, their eyes rolled back and they collapsed onto the table.

Ten seconds later.

Mo Si announced, "It seems the evaluators are unable to provide an evaluation; no evaluation means failure."

"what?!"

For the first time, Kirei Kotomine's usually stern face showed a look of utter astonishment.

Therefore, in this round, only the Archer group and the Assassin group did not score any points, while all other groups received one point.

Half an hour later, Doraemon and the others recovered after treatment.

Moss thanked them, then used the Staff of Displacement to send them back to their original world. He then turned to the group and asked, "Does anyone want to make a wish?"

No one answered.

Moss then asked, "Okay, so... do you remember what this church looks like?"

"what?"

Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.

Is it...

With a smile, Mo Si pointed to the church ruins and said, "That's right! This is the next game. Within three minutes, draw what this church looked like before. The one that draws the most accurate drawing wins."

Everyone was taken aback: "Three minutes? That's way too short!"

Moss said, "We can let the Servants answer the questions; they're fast."

At that moment, Tokiomi Tohsaka's voice came: "But I don't have a Servant."

"It's simple...purify!" Mo Si waved his hand and released a purifying power, which landed on the dirty, glittering gold doll on the ground.

Gilgamesh was restored to his original state.

"?!" Tokiomi Tohsaka was dumbfounded.

Why didn't anyone tell me that this doll is Gilgamesh?

"..." Gilgamesh looked at Moss again with a sullen face. The Omniscient and Omnipotent Star started to operate, and some more information appeared, but not a single question mark was missing.

"who are you!"

Gilgamesh asked through gritted teeth.

Faced with this question, Mo Si smiled slightly and replied, "An angel from another dimension who was passing by."