I, Kurumi Tokisaki, Am a Wanderer

In Tengu City, June brings cloudless skies, and the scorching sun can be somewhat bothersome.

Golden sunlight bathed the school rooftop, a place typically reserved for couples, but now, it felt oddly tranquil.

—Hold your breath.

It was a scene so breathtaking, it seemed to transcend reality.

Despite the sweltering weather, the girl was meticulously dressed in a winter uniform's blazer. The skin exposed at her neckline was as delicate and fair as a fine pearl, and her neck appeared so fragile that it seemed a mere touch could break it.

Her sensual, shapely legs were wrapped in alluring black stockings.

The girl exuded a noble and elegant aura, her beauty otherworldly. Her jet-black hair was tied into two ponytails, with her fringe covering her left eye, while her exposed right eye was as crimson and enchanting as the rose of Eros.

But at this moment, the girl, who seemed like a young lady of high standing, was engaged in an action that was rather unbecoming. She was kneeling on the ground, her body leaning forward, forming a suggestive curve that, even though hidden under the tightly wrapped jacket, revealed a stunning fullness that seemed ready to burst forth.

Her left hand rested on the ground, while her right arm was raised in a beckoning gesture, her palm slightly curled.

"Meow~"

The girl's voice was as sweet and tender as a kitten's purr, clawing at the heartstrings.

She gazed at the orange cat in front of her with a pure and gentle smile.

Kurumi Tokisaki was a cat lover, and a rather extreme one at that.

…

She sat quietly on the side of the rooftop, holding the orange cat in her arms, but she seemed somewhat lonely.

She was in the midst of tackling a new raid in her game when, inexplicably, she found herself transported to the world of Date A Live in her Astral Dress and Angel, armed with a cheats.

Even now, Kurumi vividly remembered the sudden dialogue box that appeared after she cleared the raid screen.

——Do you wish to save the world?——

——Yes

——No

Thinking it was a prompt to skip the cutscene, she instinctively hit the space bar.

And then she was transported to this world.

But Kurumi couldn't help flipping the table. If you want me to save the world, at least send me to the Emiya family, or to Fuyuki, where there are constant "gas explosions." Why send me as Kurumi to Tengu City?

With her god-level gear, Kurumi punched Isaac, kicked Elliot, and sent Mio Takamiya flying back with a single time-warped strike.

Is a pay-to-win girl really that unstoppable?

Sorry, but I'm a VIP Tier 3.

However, the completely nuclear-leveled Tengu City left her feeling rather lonely.

She had no companions, and could only flirt with her own shadow.

Perhaps there was something she could do.

She wanted to help those in need.

This was the naïve wish of the young Kurumi, a wish that had long been forgotten.

Innocent justice.

Sometimes, she even forgot whether she was Kurumi Tokisaki or the Kurumi who was obsessed with saving the fallen Sawa.

Countless shadows climbed onto the girl's body, forming a highly seductive gown.

A tight corset, a black-and-red Gothic-style dress adorned with frills and lace.

Kurumi recklessly unleashed the spiritual power within her. In her inorganic golden left eye, the clock hand spun rapidly.

In that oddly-shaped pupil, one could see twelve numbers and two clock hands.

It looked just like a clock.

If this is a dream… please let me wake up soon.

——

[Ding~]

[Initial World – Cleared.]

The voice prompt was androgynous, ethereal yet solid.

Everything before her was covered by a familiar blue interface, and from a magic circle, a pale golden "A" slowly appeared.

[Death Count: 0, Clear Time: 7432:39:01]

Four golden reward cards appeared in front of her. Kurumi casually clicked on one, and the other three vanished.

Then the card split into two.

[Obtained Materials: Fate's Mark ×200, Eternal Melody ×200]

Kurumi's delicate features were displayed in a small frame on the card.

...

Such a familiar interface, she sighed softly. But these things are of no use to a pay-to-win player.

If she wasn't mistaken…

A brilliantly golden reward card appeared at the center of her vision, shining continuously.

So, there's a final reward after all. Kurumi lowered her beautiful eyes.

She gently clicked on it, revealing an 8-piece costume set.

[Obtained Outfit: Irisviel Set – Usable by Female Gunner]

W-Wait a minute!

A sense of foreboding surged in Kurumi's heart.

Hey, hey!

Don't mess around with me!

···

[Teleportation. Begin.]

[First World – Fate/Zero]

[Holy Grail War]

Hey, hey!

Wait a minute! The girl couldn't help it anymore, her young lady demeanor on the verge of collapse.

I don't want to go to a place where everything is peaceful, only occasionally having gas leaks and explosions!

I was just joking before, alright?

···

To save the world…

Emiya Kiritsugu's cold heart burned more intensely than anyone else's.

The Command Seals, glowing red hot, seared his hand with pain.

He was filled with more ideals than anyone, yet was driven to despair because of them.

He sincerely wished for a world where everyone could live in happiness.

But because of that, he became the executioner who weighed lives on a scale, balancing life and death.

To save ten people, he would kill one; to save a hundred, he would kill ten.

To ensure the survival of the majority, he would annihilate the minority.

In a sense, he and the most wicked Spirit known as Kurumi Tokisaki were the same.

No... It isn't like that.

It was as if a voice deep within his heart was pleading.

The golden hilt, delicately adorned with blue enamel, rested quietly—the mystical scabbard known as a holy relic.

Avalon.

A powerful holy relic that would inevitably summon that person.

"No one is more unworthy of chivalry than me," Kiritsugu muttered with a bitter smile.

——

"Let it be known..."

"Your body is under my command."

"My fate is your sword."

The magic circle glowed with a blinding red light.

Life force began to drain away, his magic circuits were burning, and it felt as though he had become one with the intricate and delicate magic circle before him.

Kiritsugu suppressed the groan of pain that threatened to escape, as his heart and body seemed to transform into a conduit connecting the spiritual and physical realms.

——

"By the Holy Grail's summons..."

"Respond to this will and reason!"

"Here and now, I make my oath."

"I shall be all the good in the world."

"I shall defeat all the evil in the world."

——

"O Guardian of the Scales..."

···

A cold mist dispersed, seemingly swallowing the moonlight.

From within the mist, a young girl slowly turned around, her presence solemn and fierce—an embodiment of grace and sincerity.

Though she appeared to be merely a fifteen-year-old maiden, she radiated an overwhelming magical power akin to that of a dragon.

Arthur, Pendragon.

"I ask you, are you my Master?"

Her voice was clear and severe.

It was only at this moment that Kiritsugu suddenly awoke to an odd, almost disorienting sensation, as though he was out of sync with time and space.

It was as if he was reliving the next seven days, only with a different partner by his side.

Vav—Sixth Bullet

It was as though a fairy was whispering in his ear.

——

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