Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Yuzhu understood, of course, that although Tiamat looked small and like a child, she was actually quite old, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. No, of course not, absolutely not… but this kind of thing was still inappropriate, especially with the Demon King.

The thought of two naked people embracing each other is just too much.

So the witch resolved to erase any goodwill she might have towards Tiamat, and coldly replied:

"Only one person can stay in the bathroom; it can't accommodate two people."

"Oh... okay, Mom, I understand."

Although Tiamat was unhappy, she still acted obediently and docilely. "Then you go wash by yourself. I'll wash later, Novia."

Novia nodded and headed towards the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, both of them exuded an unusual aura in the living room. One person quietly drank red tea and read a book, while the other sat obediently on the sofa.

“Youzhu cares a lot about Novia, and Mom is very happy.”

"what?"

Facing the earnest girl, Yuzhu tried her best to appear indifferent and said, "That's not true."

"No, Mom, I know very well what you looked at and what your expression was like when you saw Novia. And another thing, you were reading the book to hide your expression, weren't you?"

"Nothing."

Tiamat smiled when she heard Yuju say that.

"I see. I've done something similar before. It was just simple observation. Because it's someone you like, you want to know everything about them."

The frank remarks made Yu-chu lower her head and hide her face behind the book.

“Very good, very good. Mom likes children like this, but of course, she also likes children who are not like this.”

After arriving in the world of Fr, Tiamat finally realized that what Novia had told her was true and that she had not been deceived.

So, this body will be used for creation, but there is no sadness, because after meeting, there was no rejection and it remained as warm as ever.

"There probably won't be a disciplinary meeting this time..."

After she finished murmuring this softly, she lowered her head just like Yuzhu had done before, "So, where will Novia and I sleep, Yuzhu?"

"...Oh, you and him need to sleep separately."

"Why can't we sleep together?"

Tiamat pouted, "We've already slept together, don't separate."

Ok?

Kuonji Yuju froze for a moment.

Therefore, after Novia finished washing up and Tiamat went in, Yuzhu went straight to Novia without saying a word. She stopped in front of the silver-haired youth in the dimly lit living room, and the witch's gaze seemed to ask, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"...Is there anything else you'd like to ask, Arisu?"

Yuzhu knew that her relationship with him was not very close. It was just an accidental encounter that made her Master and Servant. The possession was not special. There was Erise before her. This budding feeling was like thorns to the older Yuzhu.

Yumina's descendants should not do this.

But when she heard Tiamat say those words, she felt a long-lost pain in her chest.

"...After all that, why did you come back?"

Like that?

Novia fell into deep thought. Was Youzhu referring to the fact that he hadn't seen her for five years? Although it happened suddenly, he really didn't want it to happen; it was just an accident.

However, the fact remains that he suddenly disappeared, and that cannot be changed.

"Yes, it's normal to be angry, but I will solve this problem. It's okay to stay angry, because I think I will solve it. So it's okay if people hate me or are angry with me until then. Although it's lonely, I think it's the right thing to do."

"..."

Yuzhu was so surprised that she couldn't speak and could only stare blankly at Novia.

Although it's lonely, it's the right thing to do.

The reverse is also true.

It's true, but it's lonely.

Just like Kuonji Aratsu, who became completely different every day after embarking on her magical journey at birth, she can never go back—she can only tightly embrace the self that she can never return to in the depths of her heart.

"Even if I stay angry about this all the time, can you accept it?"

"Yes, if that's the case."

Novia answered with a smile, then left the living room and headed to the guest room.

As she watched him leave, Yuzhu's face grew increasingly dark. She thought Novia meant that everyone was together.

Therefore, dressed in black, she swayed solemnly with her body, stretched out her hand, looked at the three bright red Command Seals on the back of her hand, and put it down after a long time.

Then, that lovely face made a cold expression.

"...shameless."

Chapter 512 To be honest, I don't like you.

That happened shortly after the Demon King disappeared.

One night.

A very unexpected visitor arrives at the Kuonji residence where Eri is staying.

Chitose Manazuru – Erise Utsumi's maternal grandmother.

This was her first visit to the room since Erise left Shinjuku.

When Eri saw a person in a black sailor uniform looking up at the camera on the surveillance screen installed in the outer passageway in Arisu, she rubbed her eyes, wondering if it was some kind of clever trap, since the train should have stopped running long ago at this hour.

"I'm going back soon, but there's something I want you to know."

"..."

No matter how much Erise denied it, the person who came was none other than the real Chitose Manazuru.

She completely disregarded the magical security devices and the barrier used to repel people that Kuonji Yuzu had set up, and walked into the room as if it were nothing.

This made Eri, who had been feeling down for a long time, suddenly tense up.

Because if there were any instructions, a text message or verbal relay through Kuonji would have been enough, but she came in person, which really puzzled her... Moreover, putting that aside, Erise and Chitose didn't get along very well to begin with.

It must be something related to the Demon King; there can't be any other reason.

Thinking this, Eri sat on the bed, looking at Chitose across the table. Before she could speak, Chitose looked at the floor at the other end of the spacious room and said, "Oh... that pistol model, so it was with you, Eri. It brings back so many memories."

"……Um."

What a huge mistake, the timing was absolutely terrible.

Because that was one of the few things that Eri brought from her hometown in Shinjuku.

It was a pink-painted model of an unidentified handgun. It was also a keepsake from the person Erise cherished most in her memories.

"And then? Is there anything else?"

Eri got straight to the point; she already knew what they were going to talk about, so she didn't want to drag things out any longer.

She didn't want to see Chitose.

"Hey, you two—you haven't seen each other in so long, at least catch up on how you've been?"

At this moment, Lucius, wearing a suit vest, interjected, leaning against the wall some distance away from the two of them, gazing at them with a steady gaze.

“Lucius…sir. Good evening.”

"Goodnight, Eri-se—there are so many tea utensils here, may I make myself a cup of tea? I'm a little thirsty."

"Hmm. Sure, but... it might be a bit old."

Not long after moving in, Eri bought some black tea with great enthusiasm, intending to drink it with the Demon King. However, since there was plenty of black tea in the Kuonji residence, she didn't touch it much.

"Oh, right. If possible, I hope you won't call me 'Mr.' anymore, just call me Lucius like before. Don't you think it's a bit unfair that you only call Chitose by his first name as always?"

"Okay, okay."

In contrast to Eri's nervous demeanor, Chitose sighed and said with a word of advice:

"Isn't it normal for young women to keep their distance from adult men? Please be careful not to be too intimate and annoy them."

"Haha, you're right. I'll be careful."

Looking at the harmonious pair, Eri sighed and asked again, "What's wrong—"

"I hope you can take a break from your work for a while."

Chitose, dressed in a black sailor uniform, lightly stroked the teacup with her pale fingertips as she spoke.

In that instant, Eri felt a little dizzy, as if her brain was being roasted by flames, and her mind went completely blank.

She rushed from the bed to the table and slammed her fist on it, demanding an explanation from Qian Sui.

"No! I absolutely won't! What right do you have to do this—"

At this moment, Chitose appeared to be deliberately displaying a disappointed expression, quietly sipping her black tea.

"...I've already spoken with the city AIs."

This seemingly obvious decision from Chitose Manazuru is now irreversible. Eri knows that although her grandmother often jokes, she has never said anything carelessly. Since her grandmother has said so, it is equivalent to the Holy Grail having reached this conclusion in Mosaic City.

...But even so, her anger could not be quelled.

They want to steal my job? Then why did I run away from home?

Why am I hated by Servants like a 'Grim Reaper', and why do they continue to exclude me?

The black-haired girl barely managed to suppress her rapid breathing, calming her heaving shoulders, before asking:

"Is it because of the Demon King? Why?! I can still complete my missions without him! Tell me why! Why should I?!"

Chitose Manazuru nodded silently, as if she were merely answering Eri Se's first question.

"...Then, how long is 'a while'?"

"At least three months."

This prompted Eri to look at Lucius, who was sitting on the ground, with pleading eyes. The man merely frowned slightly and gave her a wry smile.

This was Lucius's advice to Eri, and as her servant, he naturally understood that trying to find out the reason from Chitose was a waste of time.

Afterwards, Chitose asked a few more questions about her health, but Eri was completely distracted and couldn't even remember what she answered. Hearing that Chitose was asking some trivial questions, Eri realized once again that Chitose Manazuru couldn't possibly care about her, and that she was just a form of entertainment, only able to satisfy their philanthropic feelings or temporarily relieve their boredom.

After the two left, Utsumi Erise still stared at the teacup they had used.

It doesn't matter to me not being allowed to be a night watchman, but why am I the only one being made to do it?

The person Eri Se could ask is no longer in this world, so she can only lie in bed hugging her pillow, asking and answering herself over and over again, repeating it millions of times.

If Chitose and she weren't biological grandmother and granddaughter, the girl wouldn't be so angry; if they were, the girl would definitely be filled with fighting spirit, determined to break free from the shackles imposed on her, and then retaliate... But she couldn't do it, she simply couldn't do it without the Demon King.

The city is already wailing, playing a symphony of contradictions and hypocrisy. If that's the case... then we must unleash a massacre.

We must kill all those evil Servants and fantasy species, exterminate them all, leaving no one alive.

The girl eventually started talking to herself.

"The war... cannot end, nor should it end..."

But there is no more war in the new world, just as there are no more airplanes flying in the sky. It was the Holy Grail that transformed the world into this world.

At the same time, outside the Kuonji Temple residence.

The clear stream cascading down the mountain carried a chilly scent, complementing the darkness of the night, as if proclaiming that it was a place where humans should never set foot.

Looking at Chitose Masuru's retreating figure ahead, and recalling Eri's attitude, Lucius couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Despite being grandparents and grandchildren, their relationship is terrible... Is it because of the selfish nature of magicians? But that doesn't quite make sense. There are basically no magicians like that in the New World anymore, and only Eri is like that. Chitose seems to be quite gentle to everyone else, after all, she even asked the city AIs to run a train for her late at night. Sigh, family problems are so troublesome.

Lucius looked up at the sky.

It was as if I wanted to disappear into a starry night similar to one from many years ago, and relax a little.

“I like Eri Se very much. In any case, since she was born here, she should be blessed. Although much of her technology is in vain. The waste of so many resources cannot be ignored.”

The thousand-year-old's murmur mingled with the breeze, as if she had noticed Lucius's expression, "But she herself is worthy of praise, worthy of my love."