Type-Moon: The Human Love Simulator [98]
"And those countless disasters…"
"I'll crush them all, every last one…"
Su Kai was deep in thought when he felt a sudden, sharp sting on the back of his hand. Looking down, he saw a very familiar magical marking that he'd seen many times before.
Of course, in the real world, Su Kai had never actually seen one, but within the simulations, he'd encountered it numerous times!
That symbol adorned the hand of humanity's savior, Ritsuka Fujimaru—a symbol that closely resembled the one now appearing on his own hand.
Though, to be fair, her Command Seal was far simpler than the complex, intricate design that had now emerged on Su Kai's hand.
Clearly, this wasn't some three-for-free, mass-produced Command Seal.
"Oh? So, I'm joining the Holy Grail War? Is this for real…"
"Interesting. Did they see that I just finished a relatively tragic life and decide to offer me a chance at a refreshing and joyful experience?"
Su Kai chuckled softly, though his mood was actually a bit heavy. The thought of a young girl like Ritsuka having to bear the weight of humanity's history filled him with a peculiar sense of frustration.
Sure, he acknowledged that Ritsuka had the strength and resolve for such a responsibility. But shouldn't someone her age be enjoying a good life? And yet, here she was, already bound to a mission for all of human history.
"Besides… she hasn't even been born yet."
He remembered this was Fuyuki City, 1990, meaning Ritsuka Fujimaru wouldn't be born for another ten years or so.
And yet here he was, about to join what could only be described as a glorified nursery fight—the Fourth Holy Grail War.
…Emmm. It almost felt unfair.
Still, as Su Kai himself had noted, he could use this to lighten his mood a little and loosen up his joints.
Having endured the corruption of the fully-formed Beast's magical energy, he could still feel that insidious, twisted influence lingering in his mind, filling him with troubling thoughts.
"Morgan… you didn't have to go that far." Su Kai sighed, reflecting on his own willpower, which even he found strained by the ordeal. He knew it must be worse for her.
But what he didn't realize was that this Holy Grail War might not be as simple as he thought…
"Summoning a Servant, huh?" Su Kai raised an eyebrow. There was no rush. Let the others summon theirs first; he could wait until they'd all called upon their Servants before summoning his own.
After all, he was already part of this so-called "nursery" Holy Grail War. Letting the other Masters have a head start wouldn't hurt.
"Although, if I were to summon a Servant, I bet it would be quite a powerful one."
"Wonder who it would be?"
Su Kai had no shortage of confidence. While he didn't have many Servants with whom he shared a connection, the few he did know were top-tier. Even the Knights of the Round Table would be a solid choice—they were first-rate Servants.
Although, they might seem like small fry compared to Su Kai. Even so, each of them was a hero from the end of the Age of Gods, remarkably powerful in their own right!
As for relying on a random summoning to bring out a Servant aligned with him?
Well… Su Kai didn't have any holy relics, nor did he know where to find one. He wasn't about to raid a museum for a relic, either.
It was an entirely different game for the deep-rooted magus families, who had relics prepared. The Einzbern family had the scabbard of King Arthur, the Tohsaka family could secure the oldest snakeskin, and even the Matou family, with all its shortcomings, had managed to secure a first-rate relic.
Unknowingly, Su Kai had wandered across most of Fuyuki City, his thoughts filled with Britain, Artoria, Morgan, Merlin, and the upcoming Holy Grail War…
He hadn't even noticed that he'd come to a rather luxurious mansion.
"Random? I wouldn't call it that." Su Kai looked at the grand, mysterious courtyard before him and chuckled. "In the end, I can't ignore those who need saving, can I?"
Though he'd arrived here by chance, he was simply following his own nature, extending a hand to those who truly needed help.
So long as someone sincerely needed assistance, Su Kai would answer.
And the evil here… had already drawn the attention of higher powers.
Su Kai recognized where he was and muttered to himself, "Ah, Kaede… if only my system were more like hers, I'd have unlocked some kind of Creation Atlas by now."
In the world of Type-Moon, visiting the Matou house during the Fourth Grail War was practically a pilgrimage—a one-man mission to exterminate bugs and save a little girl.
Matou Zouken was long past being "human." At this point, he was more insect than man, having stripped himself of all rationality and humanity in the endless pursuit of immortality.
Immortality, after all, comes at a price.
But even so, Su Kai didn't immediately storm in. He pondered what would happen to Matou Sakura and Matou Shinji once Zouken was dead—who could take care of them?
Sending Sakura back to the Tohsaka family and perhaps arranging for her to stay with a distant cousin, like the Edelfelt family in Europe, would mean a good life for her.
But what about Shinji?
Yes, Shinji would become unpleasant in a decade or so, but what did that have to do with the boy who was barely ten years old now?
A good deed requires thorough care, after all. Simply getting rid of a villain without accounting for the innocent left behind is no true kindness.
It wasn't selfless heroism if it was just for his own moral satisfaction.
Just then, a downtrodden man with the air of a defeated stray stepped out of the shadows, his voice wary and low. "Who are you?"
Su Kai raised an eyebrow, then smirked slightly. "Well, I guess it's all about the timing, huh? What are the odds that luck would bring… me here?"
Wasn't this the perfect answer to his dilemma?
Matou Kariya's voice trembled as he stared at Su Kai, trying to muster some courage. "I don't know who you are, but stay away from here. Leave… as far as possible."
Kariya had come back at the behest of his old flame, Aoi Tohsaka—now a mother of two. She had asked him to check on Sakura, the daughter sent to live with the Matou family.
Hmm…
Better late than never, perhaps.
"Ha?" Su Kai chuckled. "Such a kind-hearted soul, Kariya. But aren't you even curious who I am?"
"…Who are you?"
Without realizing it, Kariya found himself repeating Su Kai's words, unable to resist falling into the man's rhythm.
Su Kai, of course, had inherited everything from his last simulation, and while he was still getting used to it, his power far outstripped that of a typical magus.
Otherwise, how could he openly stand here at the Matou house, pondering his next steps?
With a Magus' tools and wards, he should've been detected long ago by the likes of Matou Zouken.
After all, he was here, contemplating the cleanup after killing off Zouken.
If he wanted, the Sword of Truth and the Sword of Compassion would already be in his hands. With these two invincible holy swords, he'd be able to fight even a Grand-class Servant, no problem.
Well, alright, maybe not a Grand, but Servants of the caliber of the Golden Three-Arrows? Those he could definitely take down.
Su Kai turned, glancing back at Kariya with a sympathetic gaze. "I'm just an ordinary guy. But I'm here to lend a hand to those who need it, so here I am."
"Matou Kariya, stay here and don't move. I'm just going in to take care of a bug infestation. I'll be right out."
With that, Su Kai pushed open the front gate, leaving a stunned Kariya standing behind him.
Just one look at this man left Kariya shaken to his core. This presence…
What a noble soul.
With just one glance, Kariya couldn't help but believe that Su Kai was here with nothing but good intentions. Not only for the man's beautiful, noble face but for the empathy and compassion that shone in his eyes.
This was a man who bore the virtue of kindness itself—one who seemed to carry a saint's burden of compassion and care for others.
This had to be someone pure of heart; only a soul this pure could look at him, a total stranger, with eyes so full of sympathy.
Only a soul this pure would be willing to risk his life to help another.
And that pure-hearted soul, that kind-hearted man, was now about to face down that vile, ancient creature…
Kariya's throat felt dry. He tried to speak, but no words came.
He wanted to follow him inside, but something in him resisted. The man had told him to stay here…
It had only been a single sentence, yet he found himself rooted to the spot.
He could go in if he wanted. Nobody was physically holding him back.
But Kariya's whole body resisted the idea, his limbs refusing to move forward. In the end, he stayed where he was, obediently, unmoving.
"Are you one of the Masters for the Grail War?"
A faint sound, like the wriggling of countless insects, a low, crawling hum, drifted through the shadows. Matou Zouken, head of the Matou family, had finally spoken.
"The war hasn't even begun yet, and you're already here. Are you that confident in yourself?"
Su Kai didn't bother to hide it. The Command Seal on the back of his hand was plain to see.
In fact, if Kariya hadn't been stunned by Su Kai's aura, he would've realized right away that Su Kai was a Master himself.
"Alright, this'll be tricky… I don't exactly have a cleanup ability, huh?"
Su Kai didn't have any intention of chatting with this insect. Instead, he looked down, musing over his status screen, trying to pick out the most convenient skill.
Killing Zouken would be easy. But how would he deal with all these bugs? And what about the one embedded in Sakura's chest?
While Su Kai deliberated his plan of attack, Zouken's sense of dread had reached its peak. Unable to suppress his mounting fear, he sent a swarm of strange, twisted crest worms surging toward Su Kai.
Su Kai felt a chill. He doubted these things could harm someone bound by the four major Geis, but still… it wasn't their physical damage he feared. It was the pure, unfiltered mental assault!
"I'd rather jump into the sword-forging pool a hundred times than let a single one of those things touch me."
Instinctively, Su Kai stretched out his hand, adopting a stance as though holding a sword. In the next instant, a shimmering holy sword, glinting with golden light and adorned with jeweled embellishments, materialized in his grip—a blade of unmistakably Fae design, both luxurious and elegant.
This was the Sword of Compassion - Prana Sancta.
Moving on reflex, Su Kai tapped into his battle instincts, channeling the sword's power to release a burst of radiant light.
In an instant, Prana Sancta began to glow, spreading light across the space like a cleansing wave, eradicating all traces of the Crest Worms and purging the corruption in an unrelenting tide.
"What… what is this light?" Zouken screamed in terror.
"Zolgen, you might want to rethink immortality in your next life—no shortcuts."
Su Kai's voice held no sympathy for the monster, speaking only to the faint remnants of the person once known as Zouken. "You were a magus once, a good one, too… but a few hundred years did a real number on your principles, didn't they?"
The bright light cut through the darkness, shining like sunlight after snowfall.
All evil spirits, ghosts, and shadows—all that was vile—had nowhere to hide.
The Crest Worms melted away under the gentle illumination of compassion's light, as if they were snow under the dawn's first rays.
The Sword of Compassion didn't target the material but the essence, spirits, and even the abstract—the whole world seemed cleansed. In his final moments, some trace of Zouken's humanity surfaced, recalling the fleeting memories of his life, only to be swept away in a single instant.
Su Kai released his grip, and Prana Sancta vanished. Without a second thought, he called out to Kariya waiting outside, "Come in and tidy up. If you're confused, ask the daughter your goddess sent to live here."
Su Kai wasn't there to raise children. He had come because someone had genuinely needed help, and so he came.
"Eh? My sword?" He glanced down, realizing that the precious sword he'd been holding had disappeared.
Just a second ago, he'd been gripping it firmly…
And now, in the blink of an eye, that priceless, magnificent holy sword was simply gone.
"…"
Su Kai held back a sigh as he tried to summon the sword once more, only to come up empty-handed after a long struggle.
It seemed his proficiency wasn't quite there yet.
Eventually, he gave up with a helpless sigh. "Fine, as long as it works when I actually need it."
Meanwhile, somewhere in a hidden corner of the world, a pair of brilliant turquoise eyes flared with fervent passion and longing.
"Kael…"
"Is it… you?"
A good deed done is a reward in itself, and somehow, Su Kai's previous gloom had lifted after his little trip. But as he started to leave the Matou household, a feeling of intensity surged within him.
"It's coming—it's here, now…"
Without caring about the place or time, he knew that if he didn't summon a Servant right this second, he'd regret it.
Or worse… he might miss something.
"Listen to me…"
Standing in the center of the lavish Matou courtyard, Su Kai quickly traced a summoning circle with his foot.
After all, he was taught by none other than Morgan, the Fairy Queen herself; his magical foundations were solid, more than enough to draw a proper summoning array.
"Listen to me—I'm giving my life over to you."
"The contract's drawn. If you're interested, speak up."
"What I say is pure truth; no tricks here!"
"I'm a good guy, so I definitely won't do anything shady!"
"Labor contract's only seven days; you just need to listen to me three times. Come on, hurry up and get over here…"
"Whoever's willing, just come. Only one spot, so first come, first served!"
Su Kai chanted the summoning spell loudly, of all things, in Chinese—and with a bit of dialect thrown in. Who knew if any Heroic Spirits could even understand him?
Well, they probably could. After all, these local magi used Japanese to summon foreign Heroic Spirits all the time.
"Hmph! Beast, Nero, answering the call!"
With absolutely no hesitation, a voice laced with decadent allure and seductive tones echoed through the air: "Hmph! Kael, I told you… I would haunt you to the end of human history."
"You'll never escape me…"
"What the—this has got to be against the rules!" Of course, Su Kai knew who Nero was, and he grabbed her face with mild frustration. "It's you? Really, it had to be you?"
"Let go of me!" Nero huffed, struggling. "It's you who did this, you know!"
"You summoned me without a single relic, as if saying that anyone strong enough or with a bond could answer your call!"
"But seriously, who brings a Beast to a Holy Grail War?!"
Su Kai fumed. "You're out of line here! The moment the war starts, everyone's going to gang up on you."
"Hahaha! As if!" Nero's laughter boomed, and it was only thanks to Su Kai's pre-set barrier that this corrupting magical power didn't spread and drive half the city mad.
Crossing her arms in a haughty pose, her face identical to Artoria's, she carried herself with an entirely different energy and charm.
"Kael, the man who conquered the Jewel of Rome…"
"No one other than you could ever hope to bring me down!"
Nero tilted her head with pride, her small stature causing her to look up at Su Kai despite her regal posture, as if she were the one towering over him.
"…" Su Kai sighed, ruffling her golden hair. "Nero, could you please stop saying such defeatist things in that cool tone?"
Honestly, it was a little ridiculous. She wasn't acting like someone who'd been bested; it sounded more like she had conquered all of Britain.
"Anyway…" Su Kai released her with a sigh. "Using your Beast class is out of the question. I'm here to relax, not to turn this nursery-school Holy Grail War into a Grand Anti-Beast Extermination Battle."
"Ugh, so annoying!"
Nero's expression suggested she didn't appreciate being restricted, but she obediently replied, "Then, I shall descend as Saber. The strongest class in the Holy Grail War—suitable enough to allow a radiant existence like mine to temporarily humble herself!"
As a Roman Emperor, Nero possessed an EX-level skill: Imperial Privilege.
In the Roman Empire, the Emperor's will was as good as a god's.
If she called a deer a horse, then that's what it was.
Not that this meant skills could just appear out of thin air; some basic abilities were required. But Nero was different—a true polymath with boundless curiosity, she'd dabbled in nearly every class.
She could likely learn how to pilot an airliner if she wanted. Although, thanks to her fleeting attention span and chronic headaches, any skills she gained might vanish just as quickly.
This unique skill allowed Nero to freely adjust her stats, modifying her Spirit Origin at will.
Servants with A-level Noble Phantasms and skills were already considered high-tier, while those with EX-level Noble Phantasms and skills were among the very pinnacle of heroes.
"You didn't add any 'Divinity' or similar de-buff, did you?"
The thought suddenly occurred to Su Kai. "Gilgamesh is in this war, and his Chains of Heaven counter Divinity!"
Without Gilgamesh around, Divinity could serve as a powerful buff, allowing a Servant to withstand most magic and physical attacks and even significantly enhancing their regenerative abilities.
After all, it was an attribute exclusive to gods, making it a substantial advantage.
But it could also be used against her.
"…" Nero paused, then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! You think I'd have something as trivial as Divinity?"
Su Kai nodded. "Good, you deleted it. Just remember, if you ever plan to add something like that, consult me first—I can see through enemy Servants' True Names."
In fact, he could also seize control of an enemy Servant, even taking their Master's Command Seals.
This was going to be the most absurd Grail War nursery game ever.
A Saber-class Servant in disguise, paired with a Master who could wipe out every other participant on his own—these two really had the audacity to join this Holy Grail War…
"Hmph! But, Master…" Nero sneered. "Bah, forget that. I'll call you Kael instead. Any complaints?"
"You've said it already, so what choice do I have?" Su Kai sighed, rubbing his temples. "Nero, what now?"
Nero's expression turned even more smug. "Nero? Call me Emperor Nero!"
"…"
Su Kai could only sigh internally at Nero's antics. Seriously, who was the real Master here? He couldn't take this much longer—this girl needed a little lesson.
"Nero…" Su Kai looked at her with a smirk. "You're getting cocky. Have you forgotten who holds the cards here?"
"Uh…" Nero's confidence wavered a bit. She rubbed her head and quickly changed the subject. "Oh, right, I was just wondering—why are you participating in this Holy Grail War anyway?"
Good question. What was he here for?
Su Kai's wish was something no corrupted Holy Grail—no matter how old or powerful—could ever grant.
He wasn't Amakusa Shirou, after all, driven to materialize the souls of all humanity for some grand salvation. Nor was he some idealistic "hero of justice."
No, Su Kai's wish was simple: the survival of humanity, the salvation of the world. Not some abstract ideal, but a real response to the crisis looming over them.
"Maybe…" Su Kai paused, then said, "It's because, deep down, I'm still a good person."
"That's why my subconscious responded to the Grail's call."
"As they say—'Do not neglect small acts of kindness.' Since I know the Grail has been corrupted, I can't just sit back and do nothing."
His reason for participating was simple: he could crush every other Master and Servant in a day, claiming the Holy Grail with overwhelming force. That way, he'd ensure no one else would have to tear each other apart for the sake of an artifact that could theoretically destroy all of humanity.
Once he had the Grail, he could purify it, destroy it—whatever was needed to make sure it never fell into the wrong hands. Better he take care of it than leave it lying around for clueless magi to mess with.
"Of course it's you, Kael…"
Nero's smirk turned mischievous. "Hmph! But right now, I am your Servant. I'm not that brute who wouldn't budge, nor that hopelessly devoted fairy, nor the wizard with endless schemes… If you want to win, then beg me~"
With a face full of haughty arrogance, Nero proclaimed, "Hmph! By the name of the Emperor of Rome, I promise that if you beg, I'll help you win the Grail. This is my imperial decree!"
She fully expected Su Kai to resist, stubborn as he was—a man whose pride surely weighed more than anything else.
But then…
"I'm begging you."
Su Kai said calmly, "Nero, please help me win the Grail."
"…That's no fun at all!"
Pouting, Nero followed sulkily behind him.
With someone like Nero, if Su Kai resisted, this willful emperor would undoubtedly create endless trouble just to get him to give in. If that was the case, why summon a Servant at all? It would just make everything more of a hassle—he'd be better off going solo.
Besides, to make a horse run, you had to let it eat first.
And anyway, Nero was only ever interested in things for about three minutes; once she got what she wanted, she'd lose interest. As much as she understood Su Kai, he knew her quite well too.
"Damn it, he's figured me out completely!" Nero fumed internally. This sharp-minded, astute emperor had already seen through her, and now she was even more frustrated.
Fine—she'd have to think of another strategy. An emperor like her would never give up so easily!
But Su Kai had underestimated just how persistent and childish Nero could be… especially when it came to him. For someone else, perhaps she'd quickly lose interest—but not with Su Kai.
"Sakura!"
Inside the house, Matou Kariya's voice called out in alarm. Su Kai frowned but didn't interfere—after all, it was still a family matter.
He'd already done what he came to do.
Back home, Nero looked around at the simple two-story house. With a scowl, she said, "Kael, you live here? With your standing?"
Yes, it was a modest, single-family house, the same type as Nobita's in Doraemon.
"What standing?" Su Kai chuckled. "I'm just an ordinary person! This place is already pretty good. Most people can't afford a home like this…"
"No ambition!" Nero scoffed, hands on her hips. "Even an ordinary person should aspire to live grandly!"
"Maybe, but I already have what I want."
He opened the curtains, gesturing at his Mitsubishi parked in the garage and the Panasonic appliances filling the house. "I have my comforts right here at home. What's there to complain about?"
Even in the Japan of the '90s, not just anyone could enjoy this level of comfort.
"…"
Nero was speechless. Here he was, a proud representative of the "lying flat" philosophy, impossible to move. Even decades later, society still had no answer for those who "lay flat."
She'd been trying to provoke him, hoping he'd feel embarrassed when his "humble lifestyle" was exposed to the emperor's eyes…
But he showed no shame at all; instead, he wore a "this is perfect for me—what's your problem?" expression, leaving Nero completely at a loss for words.
"Ugh, how does this keep happening? I go on the offensive, and somehow, I'm the one who loses…"
Pouting, Nero sat on a chair, sulking. Su Kai noticed her frustration but pretended not to, asking casually, "By the way, Nero, I haven't asked yet—what wish would you want from the Holy Grail?"
"I have no wish!"
She glared at him, lifting her head proudly. "I am the Emperor of Rome! A singer to rival Apollo, a charioteer as skilled as Helios…"
"What I desired, I have already achieved. There is no one in this world who can deny me my will…"
Except you!
Nero bit her lip, glaring at Su Kai. She truly had no wish. Her last manifestation had been in response to the Romans who called her back to them. And now? She had answered Su Kai's summoning call because no one else could outdo her.
"Nero, that's so strange. No wish, but you're here for the Grail War…"
Nero snorted. "Kael, do you have a wish the Grail could grant? Yet here you are, participating in this war. Aren't you one to talk?"
Yes, these two—a Master and his Servant—were indeed a peculiar pair. Neither of them had a wish for the Grail. Or rather, neither had a wish the Grail could grant.
Yet here they both were, in this "nursery school Grail War," as he'd called it, ready to spar with the others.
After chatting for a while, Su Kai settled by the window, gazing out into the dimming sky. Curious, Nero peeked over his shoulder and found him writing something about his past in Britain.
"So, you're thinking of Britain?"
"Yes…" Su Kai admitted. "I do miss Britain… I miss Artoria, Morgan, Merlin, the whole Round Table—and everything about that place."
Looking at Nero's face, so similar to Artoria's, complete with the same kingly ahoge, he sighed. "I guess I understand why Lily didn't pass the crown to Mordred…"
"She didn't quite have the royal symbol, huh~"
"Though…" Su Kai mused. "I wonder if Mordred will even come to be?"
After all, Mordred was the child of Artoria and Morgan. But with the friction between those two, Artoria would hardly let Morgan create a child from her blood.
Morgan didn't have an ahoge either…
Mystery solved. The real reason King Uther didn't pass the throne to Morgan? No ahoge.
"Wait—you're treating me like a stand-in, aren't you?"
Sensing the nostalgia in Su Kai's gaze, Nero's face flushed with anger. She drew her sword, the Aestus Estus, and pointed it at him. "Su Kai! You scoundrel, you insult the crown of Rome!"
"What?"
Where was this coming from?
Su Kai blinked, bewildered to see Nero's sword practically at his throat. Her mood swings were more erratic than a weather vane in a storm. Though he didn't know what had set her off this time, he decided not to argue with her.
After a moment's thought, he shrugged and explained, "Don't be ridiculous."
"You and Artoria are completely different people. Sure, you look alike, but there are so many differences… Like, for starters, your eye colors. Yours are emerald green, while Lily's are a saintly blue."
"Then there's your hair. You have this rich, sunny gold, but Artoria's is a lighter, softer shade of gold, like sunlight filtering through leaves."
"And your hairstyles—I don't need to tell you that what suits you wouldn't work for Artoria."
He grinned. "Then there's your figures. Nero, you're a bit fuller than Lily at fifteen, but not quite as statuesque as Big Artoria with her lance. Don't look at me like that… You've got a petite, curvy build, well-proportioned, and quite different from Lily's tall, long-legged physique."
"And lastly, the biggest difference of all!"
With a triumphant look, Su Kai said, "You haven't noticed, Nero?"
"Haven't noticed what?"
Completely lost, Nero could only think of her obvious physical differences with Artoria. She couldn't understand how Su Kai could point out so many details at once.
For some reason, her anger started to ebb as she lowered her sword. With a curious look, she asked, "What else?"
"Dummy—it's the ahoge!"
Su Kai grinned, ruffling Nero's hair, tugging slightly at her ahoge. "Look at you. You let me pull your ahoge without even flinching. This is the symbol of kingship! If it were that little lion cub, she'd have bitten my hand by now…"
Looking utterly self-satisfied, as if he'd just accomplished something extraordinary, he went on, "And the curl and length of your ahoge are different, too. Yours is a bit thicker than Lily's—my estimate is about ten percent more volume."
"And the curl direction, yours leans forward while Artoria's ahoge angles more to the left… but never forward!"
Su Kai finished his tirade on the distinctions between Nero and Artoria, taking a sip of water with a self-satisfied grin. "So, Nero, what do you think? Am I right or am I right?"
"…"
Nero was momentarily speechless. With a dry chuckle, she admitted, "Well… You certainly are observant, Kael…"
"Of course! Did you think I was just coasting through life?"
With a cheeky grin, Su Kai gave her ahoge another gentle tug. "Everyone I care about is one-of-a-kind. There's no such thing as a substitute."
"Hmph! Fine, you pass. I believe you now!"
Nero said with a tsundere tone, though her face softened into a genuine smile.
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T/N: Hehe I lied I'm going to use the name, don't trust a bitch
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