Chapter 1192: Opherus 3.2 (238)

Life and death will cycle once more. This sea of flowers you sowed with your own hands will henceforth carry countless souls, sad or joyful, forever brimming with vitality.

"... Thank you." Senatos looked up at his sister, "In the very end, could you... fulfill a Weiyuan for me?"

"Of course. What is it?"

"..."

The girl in the wheelchair remained silent for a long time, as if she had exerted great effort to let these words surge from her heart; she lowered her head, her voice as light as a breeze sweeping over the sea of flowers:

"Please... don't forget me."

"Mm, I promise you." Xiaodie smiled gently, "Even if I must cross the cycle of rebirth again… when we meet again in the next life, I will surely be as I was at my very birth…… even if we still do not know each other's names……"

"... I will also surely hold you tightly, tightly."

Senatos smiled, she raised her hand and gently brushed her sister's face, whispering in a voice almost like a murmur: "Xiaodie… Xiaodie…"

"How beautiful, a person lives up to their name…"

Xiaodie bent down and gently embraced her sister from behind, like two purple petals leaning on each other in the flower sea, and like two streams flowing side by side just before merging into the same ocean.

Silent, soundless… entrusting oneself to the other's warmth.

Countless butterflies fluttered lightly from Senatos, rising into the distance. Bolukesi also quietly lowered his body, spread his wings, like a gentle mother enveloping two sleeping children in a warm seclusion.

"I will bring peace to 'Death'."

"From now on, the stagnant life… will begin to flow again."

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fate/Today's meal at the Emiya household.

"Will Xiaodie sister… never return to Aohema again?"

Yiliya's voice was soft, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the sky.

"Hm." Yuan Ban Lin frowned slightly, "Do we have to do it like last time with Tian? No chance for a proper farewell…… Bai'e, Tibao, Aglaea, they still have so much to say to her! Next time we can only wait for the new world of Recreation of the World…… Ah, really! Even if we must part, we ought to say goodbye properly!"

She punched the sofa, denting the cushion deeply, but the sofa didn't fight back, only making her more annoyed.

"Hmph, so noisy……"

The living room's sliding door was flung open by a hand without ceremony.

"\"I, the King, heard your chattering from outside; it's really noisy. \""

Jierjiameishi stood at the living room's main door, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping down from above over everyone's faces in the living room, finally resting on the hot, bubbling pot on the kotatsu.

The broth was the kombu fish soup Shilang had simmered that afternoon, clear enough to see the bottom, and as it boiled it brought up slices of light brown beef. Around the hot pot were piled plates of shrimp, meatballs, soft tofu, beef……

"\"Gold, gold‑sparkling…?! \" Yuan Ban Lin was the first to react, almost jumping up from the sofa, \"How did you get here? \""

"\"Just passing by. \" Jierjiameishi walked in as a matter of course, not even taking off his shoes—he seemed not to think he needed to follow anyone's rules, \"Hearing the misfits gathering and shouting, I simply dropped by to see what you're up to. \""

"\"Heh. \" lancer's mouth curled into a teasing grin, \"Saying all that, you're not here to mooch a meal, are you? I've never heard of the Hero King lowering himself to visit a mortal's home. \""

"\"Mooch a meal? \" Jierjiameishi glanced down at lancer sitting on the tatami, his eyes as if he'd heard a joke but too dignified to laugh, \"My arrival here is your honor. Feel grateful and accept it. \""

"\"…He's just here to mooch a meal. \" Yiliya whispered into Shilang's ear."

Jierjiameishi sat down without hesitation, his place exactly the center of all the seats, as if that spot had been reserved for him from the start.

"\"Hey hey hey! \" lancer shook his beer can, \"You didn't come empty‑handed, did you? I always bring beer when I come. Even as the great Hero King, you wouldn't just sit down and eat for free without bringing something, would you? \""

"\"Heh, lancer, you lot who lost the last Holy Grail War have no right to point fingers at me, the King. \" As he spoke he raised his right hand; a golden ripple spread in the air, a golden wine bottle materializing, \"…Don't measure me by your cheap stuff, misfits. \""

"\"Tsk… listening to your tone, you don't think you can still get some advantage from the past, do you? \" lancer was a bit annoyed."

"\"If it were me, the Holy Grail War in Pinokangni would be over in a single night. \" Jierjiameishi gently swirled the wine in his golden cup, \"…As for you misfits playing around with the local heroic spirits, having a blast, it's quite pathetic……\""

"\"One night…\" lancer's eye twitched slightly, \"I really hope the Holy Grail someday summons that arrogant fellow of yours… then we'll see if you can still laugh. \""

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"\"At the same time, Aohema. \""

"\"\"Time flies… in the blink of an eye the fifteenth door is already upon us. When this farce ends, your soul will be placed on the scale of life and death. Are you ready? \" Sexisi asked. \""

"\"\"No need to keep checking like that, of course. \""

"\"\"Then why do you still hesitate? Is it your aversion to crowds acting up again? \""

Nakeshia didn't turn her head as she said, \"Just too noisy. Those foolish, arrogant idiots—even a glance wastes my time. \""

"\"\"Truly unfeeling. As I see it, your arrogance is no less than mine. \""

"\"\"I wholeheartedly agree with that. \""

"\"\"Oh? This reaction is truly unexpected—you don't dare to oppose me? \""

"\"\"Who do you think I am? I certainly know myself—at least better than you, this 'tenant'. \""

Sexisi let out a soft sigh: \"Truly, when a person is about to die, their words are not kind. But precisely for that reason, I chose you, didn't I? \"