Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

Her obsession was like that of a ghost, constantly weeping and lingering within her body.

A person came to see him off.

He was a majestic swordsman dressed in a long red dress and wielding a long red sword.

An impossible illusion assaulted Nero's nostrils; an inaudible cry tore at his lips, and at the third sunset... that familiar, fighting stance...

Is it Yu from a few years ago?

What exactly did Yu do a few years ago?

I can't remember anymore.

But... I want to see her so much, I want to see her so much... I want to see her even if it costs me everything.

The red-clad swordsman spirit lowered his eyes, looking quite sad.

"As expected, I am like that."

"I cannot reach the stars, for I am a blood-red rose born at dawn and withering at sunset."

...I don't want to die...

"That's true."

"Although I separated the power and memories that belonged to the Heroic Spirit and the God after that, the obsession with fighting the Master still remained in my heart."

...Master...

Can you tell me...?

she is...

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, the magician from Chaldea who fought alongside me in your lost memories..."

...Fujimaru Ritsuka...

Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The familiar name kept echoing in Nero's mind.

In that battle, Nero completely ignited his star flame.

Although no one knows or remembers, Nero truly saved the world.

"A tyrant's dream wandering in the wilderness..."

"The splendor and prosperity that has long been forgotten in its decline..."

"The remaining spirits of the dead who have not yet accepted the final act..."

"Stand up and take your sword!"

It is neither a follower's shadow nor a ghost.

She opened her scarlet eyes... and upon hearing the other person's words, her brain suddenly seemed to explode as if it had been struck hard by something.

Fujimaru Ritsuka...

How could I have forgotten her?

I remember now—

We took a shower together in the bathroom.

After being wounded in battle, she applied medicine to herself.

even

Hmm, just thinking about this makes my face involuntarily flush.

The final curtain had long since fallen, yet the audience seats were completely empty.

I don't accept it... I don't accept it...

"Heh...heh...heh heh heh, how can I accept such an ending?"

How can we accept such an end?

"Everything I have already lost—"

"I killed my teacher, was betrayed by my mother... and was driven out of the country by my people. I will not defend myself, for they do not understand my love... this love that burns like a raging fire..."

"But if there's even one person in this world who accepts my love..."

Black mist appeared.

Nero died in a pool of blood.

But she came back to life and looked at the other Nero.

Scarlet eyes met those emerald eyes.

"I will not accept such an end."

Humans cheered.

"Foolish!" Nero, imbued with the power of both heroic spirits and gods, gripped the Primal Flame tightly. "As an actor, how can you refuse the arrival of the final act!"

She pointed her sword at herself and roared angrily.

"We should bloom freely, and ultimately perish!"

"Death is inevitable, the ending cannot be changed! That's why I deserve to sing, that's why I must roar!"

"I will not regret giving love, nor will I give up on love, no matter how many ends come!"

If Nero did not die in life, then his spirit Nero would not exist after death.

So, as a Heroic Spirit, I'm urging myself to die... Do I want to answer Chaldea's call and go see Fujimaru Ritsuka?

As expected of Yu, such selfish love...

"Of course I won't give up on love...hehe...but—"

The black pieces dissipated, and despite his headache, he glared menacingly at the swordsman's little dragon, Draco, as he raised the Golden Cup.

"The final act of this story must be written by myself! If you were me, you would understand... If there is still someone waiting for me, then I will keep playing, even in ruins, even in the desert~~"

"Even two thousand years in the future, I will continue to perform!"

Draco glared fiercely at the Heroic Spirit Nero and declared the start of the performance!

"Hmm, I knew it..."

The Heroic Spirit Nero pursed her lips, her eyes lowered, and she looked somewhat sad.

"That's all."

They cannot coexist; a decisive battle is inevitable.

Nero the Beast and Nero the God.

Human evil and human love.

"Hmm, I do feel your passion. Since fighting is the only option—I accept!"

"I am Nero Claudius, the fifth emperor of Rome!"

"This is the final battle, it involves no one else, it's just me!"

He switched to Attila's Rainbow Sword.

He will transform the power of the God of War into the power of the God of Love.

The goddess's feathered helmet and head.

Spread your snow-white morning star wings.

In contrast to the hellish dragon, there is the angelic form of divine glory.

—Venus Nero!

Although it bears the name of Venus, it is also a form that unleashes the power of Venus... the form of the goddess/angel of the morning star, a true posture of hope that can overcome despair.

"Hmm... I remember that stance. It was specifically designed to deal with Saifalu, wasn't it... I won't back down!"

Draco swung his tail and shook the Golden Cup, while the monster roared behind him.

"They're about to attack! Draco, do we have enough Calamity reserves?!"

"That's the question I should be asking you. I will extinguish your shining morning star!"

The beast's claws collided with the divine sword, exploding in a dazzling display of colors.

In this desolate wilderness...

"It's about to start! We're inviting you to the Aurora Theater you've always dreamed of!"

"Devour! Embrace the melting golden theater!"

Black and red against snow-white, in the glow of the setting sun... the final battle began.

Who will ultimately emerge victorious?

It is not known at this time...

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was ejected from her dream by the powerful impact, was certain of it.

In the end, Nero definitely won.

Ah...ha...ha...ah ha!

Open your eyes!

"Was that...a dream?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who returned from the fake singularity, successfully logged into Jeanne Alter's Spirit Origin data, which means... she can legitimately summon her tsundere waifu Jeanne Alter at the appropriate time!

When I got back to Chaldea, I went to bed early and didn't even have time to take a shower before falling into a deep sleep.

Then I dreamt about His Majesty Nero.

What's even more terrifying is that his own Nero wife splits into a god and a demon and starts tearing each other apart!

But dreams are always the opposite of reality, right?

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought optimistically... but...

"Wake up~~"

"Wake up~~"

"My dearest Master~~"

There are always some strange things that happen in this world.

Unlike the heroic spirits summoned by Fujimaru Ritsuka, such as Miss Mary and Artoria Alter, Kiyohime's arrival was extremely terrifying.

Fujimaru Ritsuka never summoned Kiyohime, but for some inexplicable reason, she somehow managed to chase after her all the way to Chaldea...

Moreover, she even secretly built a cozy snake hole under Fujimaru Ritsuka's bed.

However, at this moment, this cute girl is taking advantage of the fact that no one else is around, secretly occupying Fujimaru Ritsuka's bed, and then secretly taking on the role of a human alarm clock.

The cute green-haired girl's face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled with pink hearts.

Wearing white stockings, she sat like a duck, occupying Fujimaru Ritsuka's lower abdomen. Her loose kimono slipped down, revealing her snow-white shoulders... and one could vaguely see the mounds of flesh, which were truly captivating.

"Ki...Kiyohime?"

"Oh dear...you're awake...good morning, Master~~"

Her soft, seductive voice made you feel like you were about to be melted by lava.

"That's right, it's your most, most, most beloved Kiyohime, Master. Here comes your daily morning wake-up call~"

This is not an everyday occurrence.

For Kiyohime, this was no longer a daily occurrence, but a regular occurrence.

"You've been training so hard and conquering the singularities... As your 'good wife,' I sometimes can't help you much in battle... but I'm quite good at taking care of you in my spare time~"

Kiyohime picked up a bowl of hot porridge from the table.

She cooked a big pot of hot rice porridge.

A large portion of them were stolen by Artoria Alter, but the benevolent king kindly left a considerable amount for his Master.