“Kyle.”
It was not the Princess of the Rain.
Not the voice of a savior, but of a queen that whispered.
It was a presence reminiscent of Gilgamesh.
Slowly, Morgan walked over.
Click-clack. The sound of her high heels echoed through the hospital.
“Don't you understand?”
“…What? If you're talking about the curse you placed on me, I don't. I can't break it, nor can I figure out its structure.”
“That's not it, Kyle.”
You foolish man.
Morgan smiled as she looked at me.
“A Servant's dream is not something you can have so often. At most, once or twice. It's difficult to have them as many times as you have, Kyle.”
“I think I've had them three times this week….”
“Yes. Because I adjusted it to be so.”
My body grew hot.
Magical energy, more than double what I possessed, filled my body.
“Grasping the structure of the Holy Grail War was easy. After analyzing the contractual relationship between a Servant and a Master, a little trick like this became possible, you see?”
Morgan toyed with my body.
She tormented me by draining all my magical energy, then stole my senses by forcing in an ocean of it.
I couldn't resist Morgan in any way as she manipulated my mana path at her whim.
The Command Spells on the back of my hand had been taken long ago.
“This is dangerous, so I'll be confiscating it.”
“…Gasp…gasp…!”
“As for the location… how about here? Fufu.”
A bright red tattoo appeared on Morgan's abdomen.
My Command Spells, their form changed, became subordinate to Morgan.
It didn't end with me being stripped of my status as a Master.
My body was changing.
“What… are you doing?”
“I am reversing the relationship between Master and Servant.”
My head ached as if it would shatter.
I could feel the intricate shape of every single blood vessel in my body.
It was as hot as if molten lava were flowing through them.
“Now, Kyle is mine. You cannot go anywhere. Forever. You will be by my side.”
Morgan laid me down on the bed.
“Ah. Finally. You are finally in my hands. The final piece to complete the Fairy Kingdom. A happiness meant only for me….”
As if she could hold back no longer, she stole my lips with a flushed face.
It was a rough, greedy kiss.
My body still wouldn't move, but my senses remained.
I could only be helplessly subjected to her captivating teasing.
“You just have to stay still, Kyle. I will take care of everything.”
Morgan stroked my hair. At the same time, she cast off everything she wore.
The night had not even begun.
The Morning After
I woke to the sound of birds chirping.
Today is Sunday. A day when patients rarely visit, perhaps because I only have morning consultations.
Feeling a sense of duty as a doctor, I immediately showered, washed my face, and went down to the first floor.
I checked the reception box. I looked to see if any patients had visited, but thankfully, no one had come.
As I sat blankly in my office, wearing my doctor's coat, the elevator began to ascend to the third floor.
Morgan. Just thinking of her name made my face burn.
Last night was truly fantastic.
At times, she would skillfully lead me, saying it was a memory from her Proper Human History self,
and at others, her blushing face as she claimed it was her first time satisfied two contradictory preferences at once.
With Johanna, both she and I were clumsy because it was our first time.
Morgan was incredible beyond comparison.
The sound of the elevator jolted me out of the ecstasy of last night.
The doors opened. I swallowed unconsciously.
Her clothes… it was a nurse's uniform.
“…Why do you look disappointed?”
“I thought you'd come out in that dress.”
“That is what I wear when attending to state affairs in the Fairy Kingdom. It would not be suitable for this era.”
She wears an outfit that completely exposes her upper chest, abdomen, and armpits for state affairs?
What in the world is the Fairy Kingdom?
“Fufu. Were you looking forward to it? If so, tonight as well….”
Morgan raised the corners of her lips into a captivating smile.
Her eyes were full of ardor.
“We were at it until this morning, and you want to again?”
“It seems you are not yet satisfied, Kyle?”
“I am satisfied. Besides, we haven't finished our conversation. You brought it up so meaningfully yesterday, but in bed….”
Morgan turned her head away as if she didn't want to hear it.
She snapped her fingers and, in an instant, changed into the revealing dress.
Then she climbed onto the desk.
Her lower abdomen was right before my eyes. I could see the bright red Command Spells.
If I raised my head just a little, her breasts would be there.
The seductive scent of last night hit me all at once.
Morgan tapped my thigh with her toes.
“You don't look like a satisfied man. Do you?”
“………This is a physiological phenomenon.”
I'm going crazy.
This is a first, this kind of temptation.
Just how bewitching of a fae was the Morgan of Proper Human History?
It was hard to maintain my reason against Morgan's skills.
What saved me was a little kid.
“Mister!”
Rin Tohsaka. The bold and impolite child had ironically saved me.
Morgan clicked her tongue in disappointment and got off the desk. Her attire was back to the nurse uniform.
“I shall step aside for a moment. It would be suspicious to reveal myself now.”
“Uh… yeah. Okay.”
“Are you disappointed? I shall show you something incredible tonight. Look forward to it. Fufu.”
Something incredible? Something incredible?
This shouldn't be happening.
My brain, having once crossed the line, mobilized all its imagination and flew on the wings of delusion.
“Mister! Stop smiling weirdly and come out here!”
“Wh-what is it? Ahem.”
I need to control my expression. I shouldn't be having lewd thoughts in front of a child.
When I went outside, Rin was pointing at a tree, stomping her feet.
“There's a person stuck in that tree!”
“…? I don't see anyone.”
“Come closer and look!”
As Rin said, I moved closer to the tree. Only then did I see the person caught in it.
The way he dangled from a single branch reminded me of a sloth.
He seemed to be unconscious already, so how was he hanging on? It was strange.
“What an interesting picture. I feel like taking a photo.”
“Is this the time for that?! The person's in danger!”
“It's not that dangerous. Could you please be a little quieter?”
Getting him down wasn't difficult.
I threw a Black Key to cut the branch, then caught the falling person and landed safely.
A clean and successful rescue.
Rin's eyes widened as she watched.
“…What. Mister, you're more capable than I thought. I've misjudged you.”
“To hear such words from the future head of the Tohsaka family. I'm honored.”
Rin scurried over to get a look at the person who had been hanging from the tree.
He was a man of small build, looking to be about high school age.
“He looks really weak. I don't like it.”
“Weren't you the one who asked me to save him?”
“I'm the person who will become the owner of Fuyuki City. If I see someone in danger, it's my duty to save them. It's separate from my personal likes and dislikes.”
Noblesse oblige, is it? She's so mature for her age.
“I should examine this person and then send him home. What do you want to do?”
“I'll leave it to you, Mister.”
“Alright.”
I slung the man over my shoulder.
Rin followed me, but she seemed to have already lost interest in the man.
It's been quite a while since I've seen this kid.
Mr. Tokiomi must be cherishing her while preparing for the Holy Grail War. How did she get here?
“By the way, what brings you here? All the way out to this place.”
“……Hmph. I can't tell you.”
“Then there's nothing to be done.”
A slightly flustered Rin got annoyed.
“What, why aren't you asking again?!"
“Well, you said you didn't want to answer.”
“You really don't understand a woman's heart! In times like these, you're supposed to ask one more time!”
How demanding.
When I made it obvious I was annoyed, Rin thumped my leg.
“That hurts.”
“Liar! I heard you used to be an Executor like Kirei. You jumped really high earlier, too. It doesn't actually hurt at all, does it?”
I wanted to show the confident Rin just how well I could act hurt.
But if Rin got flustered and started to cry, Mr. Tokiomi would come complaining immediately.
I gave a mature smile.
“I'm not so weak as to be hurt by a punch like that.”
“…That's annoying in its own way!”
“You're the troublesome one, Mister?!”
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