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Mordred stood at the entrance, arms crossed: "Say something."
As if in response to Mordred's words, the sound of flushing water from the cubicle happened to ring out.
"If you were here, you should have said so sooner." Mordred turned and left. "Hurry up, it's cold staying on the shore in your swimsuit all the time."
Another five minutes passed.
This time, Artoria and Mordred were standing at the entrance to the restroom.
Mordred's face clearly showed some displeasure: "Were you in there doing something? It's been so long and it's still not over?"
Artoria, however, said she could understand: "You just played underwater for so long and had a lot of physical contact, so it's normal to have a reaction."
The sound of flushing water started again.
"You'll be inside for twenty minutes?"
Unable to hold it in any longer, Mordred stormed into the bathroom and yelled, "I don't care if you're done or not, get out here!"
Artoria tried to stop her: "Wait, what if we're seen—"
The door lock was forcibly opened.
Mordred's expression changed from slight anger to blankness.
Artoria looked around to make sure no one was nearby before following her inside.
Then, Artoria was also stunned.
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Chapter 132 A Gathering of Wise Men
The cubicle was empty; there was nothing inside.
No, if you look closely, there is something there.
A timed-triggered push button was attached to the wall, and the flushing sound Mordred heard was its doing.
"..." x2
Artoria and Mordred exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.
Where is such a big, living person?
Where did they go?
At the same time, on the other side.
A pleasant breeze carried a moist scent, and the water shimmered, reflecting the sunlight.
Umbrellas, deck chairs, cold drinks, and a beautiful view.
"Darling, which flavor do you want? Watermelon, mango, and grape are all available." Melusin wagged her tail happily.
Mochizuki Oboro remained unmoved: "I want to go back. If you want to play together, I can accompany you for the next few days. But today I am Artoria's servant."
Just a few tens of minutes ago, Mochizuki Oboro, who was waiting on the shore for Artoria and Mordred, was suddenly blindfolded and dragged away from behind. The whole action was so smooth and skillful that it was the work of a top-notch kidnapper.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself at the swimming pool. Even his cell phone, which allowed them to contact each other, had been temporarily taken away.
"Servants? It's a holiday now, Artoria is really exploiting her employees too much."
Morgan said with a hint of regret, "This is a time to enjoy life. Why not just switch jobs and get a salary without having to work?"
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Bawanxi automatically added, “You can set your own benefits and perks, isn’t that better than being a waiter at Camelot?”
Regardless of her true feelings, at least in front of Morgan, Bavanshi would put on the act of a well-behaved girl.
To continue following Morgan's line of thought like this is merely the most basic level.
Mochizuki Oboro shook her head and refused: "Money is enough as long as I have enough. I quite like Camelot. My colleagues are easy to get along with, and the benefits are good. I have no intention of leaving at the moment."
I think I heard from Bavanshi when she went out with Caster that all this guy pursues is "beauty".
Bawanshi's lips curled up, her eyes narrowing slightly: "Do you like Artoria? Or is Mordred, that tomboy, your type?"
"That kind of thing is irrelevant. The main reason is simply that Camelot was the first one to join the company."
Mochizuki Oboro explained: "In other words, assuming I had chosen Avalon in the first place, my stance would not have changed."
"First come, first served?" Melosin tried to translate: "So this is the type of Darling?"
Morgan didn't join the conversation; instead, he swiped his phone screen.
During this time, she used a little trick to obtain a lot of information about Mochizuki Oboro.
Intelligence often determines the outcome of battles, and Morgan doesn't see anything unreasonable about this.
She admitted it was illegal and despicable, but very useful.
If Mochizuki Oboro was willing, Morgan would be happy to provide him with his own information in return.
"He attended kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school in Tokyo, and then moved to Academy City in his first year of high school, right?" Morgan read the message on his phone.
"You opened my box?" Wang Yuelong's eyebrows were raised.
Morgan corrected, "It's just to better understand my future husband."
"Future husband?" Mochizuki Oboro repeated, still puzzled. "Have we had any prior connections that would confirm this relationship?"
Previously in the game simulation, Mochizuki Oboro did spend time with Morgan, Bavanshi, and Melusin, but that was just a dream.
Aside from Melusin, who can retain dreams, neither Bavanshi nor Morgan had any recollection of this. Even with the affinity bonus from the skill, it shouldn't be this outrageous.
Does everything in the world need an explanation?
Morgan rested his chin on his hand and gently lifted Mochizuki Ryou's chin with his right: "A drop of water meeting sunlight will create a rainbow. Repulsive magnets are destined not to attract each other. And a person will die when killed."
"Don't use your eyes, use your heart"—that's what Morgan's eyes seemed to say.
Melusin wholeheartedly agreed: "Just like Darling and I, we are destined lovers, and there's no need to use cumbersome words to find the reason."
Morgan glanced at Melusin: "Didn't you understand what I said, Melusin?"
“That’s right. You can be happy and lovey-dovey with Darling.” Melusin nodded and said, “Then, as her lover, I will spend all day with Darling, being all lovey-dovey and cuddling.”
Mochizuki Oboro looked at Bawanshi: "And you? Are you also in the 'giving-you-money' group?"
“No, that group would definitely be too crowded.” Bawanxi took a sip of her fruit tea. “I really want you to be my toy. But let’s not talk about ‘love,’ we’re not that close.”
Everything that belongs to Mother will belong to him, and so will everything that belongs to Mother.
It can simply be treated as an inherited possession. I won't deliberately mistreat or damage it because my mother likes it so much, but that's all.
“You are exactly the same.” Mochizuki Oboro withdrew her gaze.
Morgan continued reading the message on the phone screen: "Shortly after arriving at Chaldea, I started working. But because I'm not very good at managing money, I haven't been able to save any. I often challenge myself to live on 100 QP for a month."
"Things are a bit better now. We can get a 10% discount with our employee card at Camelot, and we can also use the employee cafeteria," said Mochizuki Oboro. "The food has been pretty good lately."
Bavanxi leaned closer to Morgan and glanced at the message:
"You donated a total of 850,000 QP during high school, of which 800,000 was donated recently... You didn't donate all the prize money Alto I `I 35 Niju 6 shui Liya gave you, did you?"
This guy must have become financially well-off after he started working in Camelot, which means he had already donated 5 QP during his first year of high school?
How did someone who can't control their money manage to scrape together that much?
"They're no use to me anyway, as long as I don't starve." Mochizuki Oboro said nonchalantly, "In that case, why don't I give them to those who need them?"
Bawanxi pinched her chin, her gaze shifting back and forth between Mochizuki Oboro and her phone.
The sky is very blue, the clouds are very white, and the sea is very full.
"My opinion of you has changed a bit."
"?"
"At first, my impression of you was that you were just a small fish with a slightly unusual smell."
"what about now?"
"Those with strange behavior are passable small fry."
"thank you."
……
Inside the amusement park, in the staff area.
Ryougi Shiki held the spoon, hesitating to take a bite of the strawberry-flavored Häagen-Dazs in front of her.
She doesn't actually like strawberry flavor; she chose this flavor of ice cream just to help herself overcome the obstacle.
Liangyi Enterprises' main business is daily necessities and leisure and entertainment, and this amusement park is its largest industry. During the Golden Week holiday, she, as the future successor, also wanted to come here to gain some experience.
"If you're so troubled, why did you still buy it?" Asagami Fujino, who was sitting across from me, asked.
“Because humans are this kind of creature.” Ryougi Shiki seemed to have made up her mind, took a deep sip, closed her eyes, and put it in her mouth.
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Chapter 133 Split Operations and Long-Aged Acts of Heroism
The scene of the incident.
The two detectives were discussing how to solve the case.
“There was no intention to clean up the evidence at the scene. Based on the available information, it was determined that the items were stolen,” Artoria said.
Mordred scratched the back of his head: "Generally speaking, there needs to be a motive for doing things, right?"
“Based on Mochizuki-kun’s usual routine, we might be able to roughly identify some suspects,” Artoria said, holding up a finger.
“Too many,” Mordred said with a frown. “That guy has this inexplicable attraction that makes people swoon over him; there are already double-digit numbers of people swooning over him.”
In the academy city of Chaldea, Artoria isn't the only well-known Englishwoman; there's also a great detective.
Sherlock Holmes, the protagonist of the TV series "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes," is known for his many famous quotes.
Mordred adjusted his non-existent glasses: "After eliminating all impossibilities, whatever remains, however unbelievable, is the truth."
"Although it's very popular, this statement is illogical," Artoria added.
"...Father, you're so annoying."
"I've only said one sentence..."
After a pointless exchange, Artoria and Mordred finally decided to take a traditional approach to find Mochizuki Oboro—Intuition.
Put on your coat and follow your intuition to take a step.
As long as you keep going, the road will continue to extend, leading in the right direction.
……
The Knights of the Round Table were not idle either.
Kay, Lancelot, Tristan, and Gawain, the four with an unbreakable bond, make a dashing entrance.
Having recovered from the blow at Astolfo, the energetic and eager Knights of the Round Table would not remain depressed forever.
"We've temporarily shaken off Lord Agravure and Lord Bedivere," Tristan said, wiping his nose. "Where to next?"
"Where are there more beautiful ladies?" Lancelot asked with a flirtatious flick of his hair.
Although the Knight of the Lake has always played a comedic role, he is actually quite handsome—in fact, it's more accurate to say that the less attractive Knights of the Round Table are the minority.
Gawain whistled: "How about going to the water park?"
Kai chuckled awkwardly and said, "It's best not to go that way."
"Why? Don't you want to see fair, youthful, and supple skin?" Lancelot grabbed Kai's shoulders and shook him.
"Both groups are over there. I reckon they've already started fighting." Kai forced a smile.
"Two groups? You mean there are others besides our king..."
"Morgan."