The next day, early in the morning.

Jianchen Matou opened his eyes and rubbed the little head on his chest helplessly.

Because of the start of the Fifth Holy Grail War, the girls of the Matou family, some of whom were taking a leave of absence from school, some of whom were returning home from play, were very conscious and did not go out indiscriminately.

Although in this Holy Grail War, the Matou family accounts for five-sevenths of the masters.

But everyone in the Matou family, except the little angel Illya, had come from hard times, especially Mrs. Irisviel.

Mrs. Irisviel, who felt that she and her daughter had finally escaped their fate, had been keeping a close eye on Illya over the past few days, to the point that they were inseparable.

The current Fuyuki City is very different from the past.

The only truly safe place is the Matou family, which has five servants, five masters, and a great magician.

"Ying, you can't test your brother like this."

Looking at the pretty face emerging from the quilt, Jianchen Matou's expression was somewhat distorted.

For an eighteen-year-old boy, when he just wakes up in the early morning, it is the time when he is most energetic in the day.

And Sakura, ever since her seventeenth birthday, has evolved from Little Sakura to Sakura, and has become more and more unscrupulous.

The way of waking up my brother every day also changed from calling him softly to physically waking him up.

This made Kenshin Matou very miserable.

"how?"

Sakura narrowed her eyes, like a fox acting coquettishly to her master:
"The one who woke up my brother was not the witch lady, but my sister who was already fed up with it. So is my brother disappointed?"

As she spoke, she drew circles on her brother's chest.

"Makes sense."

Matou Kenshin nodded and continued as his sister said:
"Ms. Medea has a plump figure, and is just the right age for tasting. She is more appealing than a young girl who is still young and immature."

After saying this, Jianchen Matou waited for his sister's rebuttal.

The rebuttal was slow to arrive.

It’s just that the delicate body in my arms felt a little hotter, and the area of ​​contact was a little wider.

She pressed the part of her body that she was most proud of against her brother's chest.

Sakura breathed hot air, put her lips on her brother's ear, and asked softly: "Brother, do you think I am immature? Tell the truth~!"

……

……

Downstairs, after accompanying Sakura, Miss Altria, and Illya to wash up, Kenshin Matou left with an excuse under the teasing gaze of his sister Sakura.

Not leaving the Matou family, but leaving their sight.

Although Miss Witch was kept alive by his blood, she should still be in a state of shock today. In order to prevent her from doing something that he doesn't want to see.

Jianchen Matou decided to go and visit first.

In the courtyard, he found Lijelite watering the flowers and asked for the location of Miss Medea's room.

Come to the door.

dong dong dong-

Jianchen Matou gently knocked on the door three times.

"Enter."

After a while, someone in the room spoke.

Kenshin Matou pushed the door open and looked at Miss Medea, who was sitting in front of the bed, still wearing the plain cloak she wore when they first met.

Miss Medea said nothing, as if waiting for the real owner of the room to speak.

Jianchen Jianchen found a seat and sat down.

After seeing that Miss Medea did not do anything he did not want to see, he was no longer in a hurry to deceive her.

In front of Miss Medea, he took out modern magic tools:

——Satellite communications equipment, mobile phones.

Because there was no cell phone ringtone set, the music playing in the quiet room was not very pleasant.

At least, it definitely does not conform to the aesthetics of the witch Miss Medea.

Jianchen Jianchen saw the other party's slightly frowned brows and thought so in his heart.

Fortunately, the call was connected quickly.

After more than ten years, the other party should have done well in the Clock Tower. At least he should be popular with women. After all, there are always a lot of gossips around widows.

Thinking this in his heart, Jian Tong Jian Chen said happily:

"Weber, long time no see."

"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said, "It's been a long time, Jian Tong Jianchen."

"You've grown a lot, Weber. I heard that you're doing well in the Clock Tower. In my opinion, there's nothing good about that place. Look at me. I ran away after just a few years. How can I get along with a bunch of old magicians? Although the young students in the Clock Tower are not bad, you're not that kind of person, right?"

After laying the groundwork for a long time, Jian Tong Jianchen finally got to the point:
"Come to my place, Weber. Although there is no "academic atmosphere" like the Clock Tower, you can at least relax here."

“No need.” Weber refused, but did not give a reason. He asked, “Tell me, what do you want from me?”

"Asking knowingly."

Matou Kenshin smiled and said, "The Fifth Holy Grail War has already begun. Do you plan to come? Do you still want to see Iskandar again?"

"I……"

Knowing Waver's hypocritical thoughts, Matou Kenshin interrupted him before he could finish.

"I have the relic of Iskandar." He threatened calmly, "If you don't come, I won't be sure which magician summoned Iskandar."

"Think about it, Waver. In the last Holy Grail War, if the Master who summoned Iskandar was not you, but your former teacher Kenneth El-Melloi, would Iskandar's Holy Grail War be as enjoyable as last time?"

"There's not much time left. There are only two positions left for the Master."

"Of course, you can change your mind at any time. I must summon Iskandar, but whether you come or not is not up to me. After all, I don't like to force others."

"But because of our deep friendship, I promise you that as long as you change your mind and choose to come to Fuyuki, then even if Iskandar has a master that he likes or dislikes, I will kill him and let you sign a new contract with Iskandar."

"You're welcome."

"Looking forward to seeing you again."

"——Your old friend, the seventh generation head of the Matou family, Matou Kenshin."

After a round of verbal attacks, the anger that Sakura had aroused in the early morning seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Jianchen Jianchen let out a breath of foul air.

He poured himself a cup of hot tea. Being thirsty, he couldn't wait for the tea to cool down, so he used a magic trick to cool it down and then swallowed it in one gulp.

The feeling of swallowing the half-cooked tea is unique.

Jianchen Matou savored the thought for a while before looking at Miss Medea, who had not spoken a word since he entered the room.

"Good morning, Miss Medea."

He smiled and greeted.

Most of Miss Medea's face is covered by the cloak, and the face that is exposed is often overlooked because of her eyes.

She looked at Jianchen Matou and did not respond to his greeting.

Jianchen Jianchen didn't mind this.

Once you enter the Matou family's house, you are already like cooked meat in a pot. Even if you grow wings, there is still a lid to press you down.

Anyway, there is no escape. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Staring at those red lips that have become beautiful because of their owner's good health.

Jianchen Matou meant something.

The gaze was too aggressive, like a carnivorous beast looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in a cage.

Medea moved her lips and asked in a voice that could not tell her feelings:
"who are you?"

"Me?" Jian Tong Jianchen pointed at himself.

He smiled and said:
"I have many identities. I am the real master of Fuyuki City, the seventh-generation head of the Matou family, a great magician, the principal of Hogunhara School, the president of the student council, and an outstanding young man in the city..."

"Great magician?"

Miss Medea, who had no sense of humor, did not say that she did not see so many people in the room, but grasped the identity of the great magician.

"Your status as a magician, in the modern magician system, is that a great magician?"

The witch lady, who knew the secret of the man in front of her, stared at him closely.

The secrets of the other party are something that no magician can ignore and wants to explore thoroughly.

“Is that so…?”

Jian Tong Jianchen was also a little uncertain. He said:

"I killed my grandfather when I was eight years old, so I didn't have anyone to guide me on the path to becoming a magician. All I learned were unconventional methods."

"The only time I studied magic systematically was during the two years in the Clock Tower. Although that's what I said, I spent most of the time studying magic with another person during those two years there."

"So, I'm not very familiar with the system of modern magicians."

"My level of magician has never had any official status, and a few old immortals wanted to capture me and study me, but..."

"Those old immortals are now dead."

Jianchen Matou did not hold back when it came to his own background.

The ability of "Magic Perpetual Motion Machine" was something Medea had already sensed the moment she tasted her own blood. Even the ability of "Open-mindedness"...

The other party may already know it.

After all, he possesses the ability of "open-mindedness" and is immune to magic and mystery. He will not be able to feel what Medea does to him.

Jianchen Matou's words were sincere.

This kind of sincerity is not common for Miss Medea.

She seemed to be shocked by his frankness, and also seemed to have not expected the other party to be so easy to talk to.

Miss Medea after listening to Kenshin Matou's explanation.

Silence again.

Kenshin Matou was not in a hurry. Although the Holy Grail War had begun, it had already begun, and he was not chosen by that broken cup.

As he is not the Master, he is still quite relaxed.

"So…"

Miss Medea was silent for a while, and then spoke again while Kenshin Matou was sipping his tea slowly.

she asked:
"Modern magician, why did you save me?"

This is what she is concerned about.

She experienced too many things last night and her body was too tired. In addition, the magic content in Kenshin Matou's blood was too high, which made Miss Medea a little "drunk".

So much so that he didn't notice anything unusual about the Matou family.

After waking up this morning, she used her magical perception to clearly know what kind of dangerous place she had entered!
The Servant, like himself, is a Servant of the Holy Grail War.

Here are four!
And two of them are incredibly strong. They are definitely servants among servants and heroes among heroes!

Plus there is this magician in front of him whom he cannot figure out.

Medea became more and more confused.

Putting aside his identity as a servant, what would be the other party's reason for rescuing him?

This was the question Miss Medea wondered about after waking up in the morning.

"Of course it is your beauty, beautiful lady Medea."

Jianchen Jianchen expressed his love frankly:
"When I first saw you, I was deeply attracted by your beauty, light blue hair, elf-like face, long ears, plump figure, just the right age for tasting, and... your ignorance of love, that is mature and immature, really whets my appetite, I want to swallow you in one gulp, you are so delicious that even chewing would seem redundant."

"..."

Most of Medea's face was hidden under the cloak, making it impossible to see her expression or guess what she was thinking.

"I am the 'Witch of Betrayal'."

She said so.

He did not express his opinion on what Kenshin Matou said, nor did he become angry at being offended.

She just said this.

Kenshin Matou is not a master of guessing riddles, but he still has some understanding of the discomfort in Medea's heart and why she feels this way.

Sincere words have great power.

But before you can exert this power, you must first prove the fidelity of your language.

This is something that is much more difficult to achieve than strength.

Kenshin Matou stood up from his seat, walked to Medea, and looked down at the witch lady in front of him.

"How can I prove my sincerity, Miss Medea?"

he asks.

Medea said nothing, but stretched out her jade hand from under her cloak. In her jade-white palm was a curved dagger.

That was Medea's treasure, and Kenshin Matou recognized it.

The hand holding the treasure pointed the dagger at the chest of Matou Kenshin.

Jian Tong Jianchen smiled:
"Don't stab my heart. If my heart is pierced, I will die."

Medea's body paused slightly.

Her little head covered with a cloak seemed to be lower from the perspective of Kenshin Matou.

The dagger moved slowly, and suddenly accelerated!

Jianchen Jianchen's eyes narrowed.

He quickly reached out and grasped the dagger that suddenly accelerated, ignoring the pain in his palm.

Instead, he said helplessly:
"Miss Witch, why are you so serious? I haven't even opened my mouth yet, but you've already snatched away my chance to speak and explain. Isn't that a little too pitiful of me?"

Matou Kenshin held the dagger in one hand and used the other to lift the cloak that blocked his vision.

"You clearly know the answer in your heart, but you want me to say it out loud. Is this your unique way of acting like a spoiled child, Miss Witch?"

Looking at Medea's dazed little face.

Although his palm still hurt, Jianchen Matou was in a happier mood.

The dagger suddenly accelerated, and its direction of movement was not towards Kenshin Matou's chest, but towards Miss Medea's own heart.

"I'm immune to magic, but you hurt me."

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Miss Witch." (End of this chapter)