Dungen

Ritsuka opened his eyes, he saw his amrs chained to the walls, as he was seating on something comfortable, he saw inform was a bar and the walls were made out of bricks as he saw metal bars on the wall as he looked at them with a bit of a confusion, last thing he remembers was being grabbed by Jalter then her hitting him in the head as she knocked him out.

Ritsuka looked around as he spoke. "Did I get Captured".

"It seems like it"

Ritsuka Heard another voice, he looked around finding no one, but then he spoke. "Who are you and where are you".

The voice spoke again, and Ritsuka it sounded Female. "I am at the cell next to you".

Ritsuka just spoke again. "Oh, so am not the only one here, what is your name mine is Ritsuka".

The woman chuckles seeing Ritsuka straight forward approach. "Will I think you already know my name, as after all I am famous because of her".

Ritsuka titled his head as she spoke, even if he can't see her, she was expecting to know her. "I don't think so"

The woman then spoke. "Will, I gess it is fair, my name is Isabelle D Arc".

Ritsuka stopped as he spoke to her. "So you are Jeane D Arc Mother, why are you here then"

Isabella then spoke again. "I don't know why, when I heard rumours of my daughter coming back to life as an vengeful witch I didn't believe it, then my town was attack and she took and all the children, I failed as mother was my first thought, she didn't put me here but Gilles did, she let's me out time to time, but that is it, shs trys to talk to me but I.... I just can't take it, looking at her what has become, did I show when much love, did I not teach the word's of God's, or was this ment to happen, her death was an injustice and I knew it so was this god way to punish us".

Ritsuka went quite, he didn't know what to say, he can't just say that Jalter was probably not the real Jeane because what will happen then, so he did the smart thing and kept his mouth shut.

Isabella then spok. "I am sorry for this, but I think I finally recognised are you part some type do rebel forces".

Ritsuka breath just stopped as she spoke. "Will um in away"

In anyway he was the leader of a Rebel force, maybe but his servant can be said to soldier but it was much more complicated once they take the grail, this timeline is no more.

Isabella then sighed. "I gess correct, you know she rants about you, she just came and started to talk about one day".

Ritsuka then looked spoke. "I am sure it is all bad things".

Isabella then chuckled. "Not really, all the words that come out ehe mouth is good thing, even do she probably doesn't know you well"

Ritsuka blinked, surprised at Isabelle's words. "Good things? About me?" he asked, slightly baffled.

Isabelle laughed softly, a melancholic sound. "Yes, strange, isn't it? She goes on about your strength, your tenacity. She has this... unusual admiration for you, as if she's trying to convince herself that you're a worthy rival. Maybe it's her way of making sense of things, of justifying her need for revenge. But, for someone who claims to despise you, she certainly holds you in high regard."

Ritsuka chuckled nervously. "Yeah, that's... not exactly comforting. But I guess it makes sense, in a twisted way."

Isabelle sighed, a sense of resignation in her voice. "She's lost, my daughter. Twisted by pain, her vision blurred by hate. It breaks my heart every time I see her, knowing what she was and seeing what she's become. I don't even know if there's anything left of the daughter I raised."

Ritsuka remained quiet for a moment, absorbing her words. He felt a pang of sympathy for Isabelle, and perhaps even for Jalter. He knew from experience how easy it was for someone to be consumed by darkness and despair.

"I don't know if I can change her," he said softly. "But I promise, if I get the chance, I'll do everything I can to make her see reason. To remind her that there's more to her than just anger and vengeance."

Isabelle sighed, a flicker of hope in her voice. "Maybe you can. Maybe, somehow, she'll listen to you. But be careful, Ritsuka. She's dangerous, and she won't hesitate to strike if she feels threatened."

Ritsuka nodded, despite knowing she couldn't see him. "I'll keep that in mind. And if we ever get out of here, I'll try to make sure you're safe too."

Isabelle smiled, though Ritsuka couldn't see it. "Thank you, Ritsuka. I hope you find a way. For all our sakes."

At that moment, footsteps echoed down the corridor, and both Ritsuka and Isabelle fell silent, waiting as they listened to the sound grow closer.

They then footsteps stopped as they saw Jalter, and she was not wearing her armour or what's she wears in her battle, she went to Isabelle cell she then told her Mother to the second floor, as Isabelle then siad sorry again, as she went she then looked at Ritsuka and opened the door and walked in

Ritsuka looked at her he was not scared, he had many skill from his harme system that can handle her. "What do you want"

Jalter smirked and leaded to his level and spoke in his ear. "What do I want, I want you".

This word that made Ritsuka mind go to Reset mode, he was expecting to be mocked, spells used on him, or even Torture but this will it made Ritsuka brain and even his harem system which was going to make plant went to rebot as the Harem system rrh thing that only Ritsuka and two other can see just flickers in his face

[ Error.ExE ]

Ritsuka blinked, trying to process what Jalter just said, but his mind felt like it had short-circuited. Her words, "I want you," echoed in his head, twisting his expectations and scrambling his thoughts. He had braced himself for her fury, for some elaborate revenge plot—but this? It was like a punch to his mental defenses.

The Harem System's notification flickered erratically in front of him, glitching with a message he'd never seen before: [Error.ExE]. Even his dependable system seemed as caught off-guard as he was.

Jalter chuckled at his dazed reaction. "What's the matter, hero? Not quite what you were expecting?" She leaned in closer, her smirk turning into something darker, her golden eyes filled with a fierce, unyielding determination. "I told you before—I'm going to take everything from you. But I want you to understand something… this is personal."

Ritsuka swallowed, finally regaining a sliver of composure. "So... you plan on taking me prisoner just to gloat about it?" He tried to sound defiant, but even he could hear the uncertainty in his voice.

Jalter laughed softly, her voice low and dangerous. "No, Ritsuka. I don't want a prisoner. I want to break you down and make you mine. To see if you're as unbreakable as they say."

With that, she stepped back, her eyes scanning him as if contemplating her next move. Ritsuka took a deep breath, trying to reboot his senses and ignore the Harem System's glitching messages in his vision.

"Whatever you're planning, Jalter, it won't work," he finally said, his voice steady once more. "You may have me here, but I have people who will come for me. My friends, my Servants… they won't rest until they get me back."

Jalter's smile faded, replaced by a challenging glare. "Let them come. By the time they reach you, I'll have already shown you what real despair looks like." She stepped back, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she turned to leave.

As she walked out, the Harem System flickered back online, finally loading a coherent message:

[Warning: Situation Critical. Initiating Emergency Protocol.]

Ritsuka took a deep breath, his determination hardening. Whatever Jalter had planned, he was prepared to face it.

Ritsuka looked at the system and spoke. "What is it System"

[ Will host, you have just got your first Yandere will technically your second with Kiyohime but still ]

Ritsuka just had deadpanned face. "Not now System"

The Harem System's message lingered in front of him, unfazed by his reaction:

[Host, I must remind you: a Yandere type can be... unpredictable. Exercise caution. Note: Increased vigilance protocol activated.]

Ritsuka groaned, glancing at the flickering text with exasperation. "Yeah, no kidding," he muttered. "First Kiyohime, now Jalter? I don't need a reminder, System. I need a way out of here."

[Error: Currently unable to initiate escape protocol. Reason: High-risk detection due to surrounding high-level entities. Proceed with stealth tactics instead.]

Ritsuka rolled his eyes, wishing he could just get one straightforward solution from his so-called helpful system. He sighed, shifting uncomfortably against his restraints, trying to formulate a plan despite the bizarre turn of events.

He closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath to focus his thoughts. "Alright, System, if we're playing it safe, I need a way to keep Jalter distracted. Is there anything in my skill set that can buy me some time? Maybe something subtle?"

The System hesitated for a moment before responding.

[Suggestion: Host may use low-level charm skills to influence target's mood temporarily. However, effectiveness on Yandere types may vary due to… emotional volatility.]

Ritsuka's eyes widened a little. "Right, because charm magic always goes well with yanderes," he mumbled sarcastically, but he was running out of options. "Fine, System. Load the charm skill."

As the skill activated, he braced himself for the next time Jalter would visit, hoping he could turn her fixation into an advantage—even if it meant navigating the twisted depths of her feelings.

When Jalter arrived next, she brought with her food, Ritsuka was wondering if it was for him, but getting a rice ball shun to his face was more than enough

Jalter looked at him and spoke with a bit of blush. "Your Japanese right, so I made this, don't judge if is bad".

Ritsuka just swallowed it and he some how didn't drop it, he stopped and looked at her. "It is actually pretty good, your a good cook I think, then again it not so hard to make".

[ Host shut up, unless you want dig your own grave ]

Ritsuka paused as the System's voice echoed in his mind, warning him just as Jalter's expression shifted. She had been smiling softly, but his last comment seemed to trigger something. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her smile turning into a smirk, and the atmosphere became charged with tension.

Jalter leaned closer, her voice dripping with a strange mix of sweetness and something darker. "Oh, you think it's easy, huh?" She placed a hand on her hip, staring at him, her eyes twinkling in a way that made Ritsuka feel uneasy.

Ritsuka swallowed, trying to hide his nervousness. The charm skill was still active, but he had to be careful not to trigger her other... less favorable traits. "I didn't mean it like that, I just meant... it's simple enough for anyone to do. You did a good job."

She studied him closely, as if trying to decipher whether or not he was lying, but to Ritsuka's surprise, her face softened. "I see... Well, that's nice to hear," she said, her voice losing some of its edge.

Ritsuka let out a silent breath, grateful that the charm had worked for now. He couldn't afford to anger her, not in this situation. Still, his mind raced with thoughts of escape, trying to piece together any way to get out of these chains or get the upper hand on her without provoking her further.

Jalter, for a moment, seemed distracted by something, her gaze shifting to the food she had brought. "I wanted to do something nice for you," she muttered, almost as if she was talking to herself. "You're not like the others. You don't judge me like they do."

Ritsuka's mind started turning, the wheels of strategy spinning quickly. This was his chance. "I never judged you," he replied, trying to keep his tone sincere, though inside he was fighting the urge to keep his sarcasm in check. "I'm just... trying to understand. You've been through a lot, haven't you?"

Jalter's eyes flickered for a moment, and Ritsuka could feel her guard lowering just a fraction. "You don't know what it's like," she muttered, turning away from him. "To be abandoned, to be used... to be alone. I had no choice but to survive."

Ritsuka's heart twinged, and for a brief moment, he could see the vulnerability behind her madness. But he quickly reminded himself that this was still Jalter, the person who was willing to burn everything down to get what she wanted. He couldn't afford to feel too sorry for her.

He softened his voice. "I understand more than you think. People can be cruel. But that doesn't mean we have to become like them."

Jalter's head snapped up, her eyes wide. For a moment, it looked like she was about to lash out again, but instead, her expression softened. "Maybe... Maybe you're right," she whispered.

Ritsuka took a deep breath, wondering how far he could push this delicate balance of understanding and manipulation. His system's warnings echoed in his mind, but for now, he had bought himself some time.

[Host, proceed with caution. Emotional volatility detected.]

Ritsuka, still tied to the wall, glanced at the food she had brought, silently planning his next move. Jalter's Yandere tendencies were unpredictable, but he couldn't afford to be too careful—he needed to get out, and this was the only way forward for now.

To be continued

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