AN: I would say it's a related story to another of my stories... but then I would be stretching it a bit. In which a wannabe Quincy King tries his luck at the Moon Cell Grail War. No, it's not actually Yhwach or people will be dying like flies. In this totally unrelated story, I just wanted Tamamo and Suzuka to continue their rivalry somehow, cool battles, and for Hakuno to be happy. Well, we'll just have to see how that turns out. Fate/Extra / a certain other series and one in the future crossover, maybe. Shrug.

First Week: Day One

"School's enforcing the new rules, Mister -," Issei said as he settled his glasses a bit better, blinding my eyes for a brief moment from the reflection of the sun's rays.

The way Issei Ryuudou adjusted his glasses was akin to those characters from many anime's that I had watched.

It brought to mind memories of Log Horizon where Shiroe, Crusty and that glasses girl who I had forgotten would frequently adjust their glasses at the same time as to synchronize the reflection of the sunlight on their lenses as if they were concentrating the sun's rays like a super laser.

I imitated him with my own glasses, only to touch nothing but the empty space above the bridge of my nose.

Darn it!

I had wanted to see if it worked out for me as well.

But upon reflection, I should really be much more concerned about the fact that my glasses were missing.

'You stopped wearing glasses long ago silly!'

A soft motherly voice reminded me of that fact.

It wasn't a lie. For some reason, if nothing else, I know that for sure.

But why can't I remember when I stopped wearing my glasses?

And why can't I recall my own name?

'I'm sorry, with the way you are you can no longer call yourself -'

"I need your ID." The high school boy that I now remember as being Shirou Emiya's friend asked of me at the school gates of Tsukimihara Academy.

… Fuck… I'm at the Moon Cell aren't I?

Oh joy, if I'm in Canon then I'm totally screwed considering there's Julius Harway with his hacking, assassinating and Li Shuwen nonsense. Not too mention that Pieceman guy having Buddha as Saver helping him out as pity.

"My… ID?"

He blinked, before releasing an audible sigh.

"Just state your name, surname and your gender."

… This feels like fucking character creation.

I don't even remember who am I, how the hell am I supposed to answer this part?

'Even if you are but a small shard, your role was, is still that of -'

I really should be more perturbed by the female voice in my head. Yet… it was familiar, soothing, and I knew that she meant no insult.

Part of me felt like asking her much more things but I have this odd feeling that I wouldn't be getting much from her until later on.

Call it a hunch.

Anyways, monologuing isn't a free action so I decided to stop standing around like a retard and answer him in accordance to the prodding in my head.

"Yhwach, no surname, Male."

That name still felt off, but my fragmented knowledge of Judaism had somehow guided me to that name while adding an extra letter to match that of Bleach's final villain as using the full name would just be offensive to other people's beliefs.

"Right," Issei drawled before checking my bag for contraband. Since when did I settle for some crappy normal Japanese high schooler's bag? Wait, since when was I in high school? I'm at least 8-18 years too old for this shit.

Weird, there seems to be more holes in my memories after a few years of work life.

Aside from all my memories that gave a hint at my actual name and the buzzing I hear whenever someone I recall was about to say my name.

He doesn't bother patting me down. For shame, Issei!

I hear that Americans would do a better job than you. That, or normal airport security staff. Then again, they also have far more reasons to do it than here in Japan.

Then again, laws on guns are very strict in Japan, stricter than many Asian countries I recall.

There's a chilly breeze. Is it Autumn? Or Winter? Not that I would know. I can't recall my country ever having any clear defined seasons outside or "Rainy" and "Dry".

The courtyard was like I remembered it… from the Fate visual novel, that is. That was the same of the archery range, and the entrance with the shoe lockers and the stairs that went up and down.

It's been ages since I have ever touched the Extra verse, I can barely remember anything from CCC outside that of the characters coming into Fate Grand Order.

Even then, I had quit the game a few months prior to Solomon's Temple and had not kept up with the translations outside of a few key moments. Real Life time constraints, sadly.

Still, I had made sure to keep up with all the Servants out there peripherally through TV Tropes.

TV Tropes may have destroyed my life, but it looks like it will be useful in this case.

I took a break in the bathroom to check through my appearance.

… I seem to have gotten younger. Why the hell do I look like I'm in my university days again?

My mother's dark brown hair seemed slightly more prominent than before, most likely because this is a digital world and they couldn't spare me the extra pixels to make it look better.

At any rate, I remember enough to look for any prohibited areas to kick start the plot, which I did after going to a class that I was assigned to and listened to Taiga Fujimura's technobabble about nanomachines.

Really… destroying plagues? I'm sure there's more that nano machines have done. I recall once making a Senator Armstrong grade Nanomachine Heart and-

-Wait, since when was I some sort of nanomachine expert?

'Try to remember more helpful things.'

Oh, right. Perhaps hacking then?

After all, this is the Moon Cell where hacking goes a long way.

Hmm, I'm surprisingly calm about being in a death match.

'You've faced an enemy much worse than a trial of this scale.'

I see… strangely, I don't feel too concerned about that.

After classes, I went on a few errands before checking out a certain prohibited room.

The Supply Closet was locked. It wasn't locked in the sense that someone had taken a key and spun it around the lock.

It was locked in the sense that it refused to open despite the fact that I swiped the keys to it from the faculty room.

This is the part where I somehow find a way through using some Shounen power-up's by not refusing to give up, right?

No, wait. This is the mystery portion where I have to talk to the NPC's until I find my way through, maybe…

I can't remember. So fuck it, surely I have some magic which I could use considering the whole Spiriton phenomenon which I couldn't recall enough of to compare with Magic Circuits from the Nasuverse.

I can learn all about it later on, but for now I'll just brute force it.

Touching the door, I followed my instincts and simply focused on moving something to the door.

That something was Mana, I was sure of that at the very least.

It wasn't a Mana that was somehow just as potent as the Prana that was the combination of a Magi's internal Od and the external world's Mana.

I wasn't sure why, but I just knew it to be true.

I could sure use some old wise Jedi to teach me the ways of the Force right now, but alas, I doubt things will be that convenient.

The door opened itself, revealing an ordinary supply closet.

Except for the smooth skinned effigy floating at the side of the room.

"Welcome, potential master." A voice calls out from nowhere.

Kotomine...

The mannequin twitched as it began to move according to my whims. It wasn't a Servant, merely a shell of one. Yet, its body thrummed with power, but it wasn't the kind of power that would make even the weakest of servants flinch or worry. Even Kirei's Hassan from Fate/Zero could defeat it. It was the kind of thing that could overpower a pro fighter in his prime, but not an average magus with actual combat experience.

Not something that I couldn't beat myself.

Why did I think that? I can only remember doing normal things that normal people do.

'Yet you defeated the adversary.'

Not before everything I cared about had been destroyed.

Such depressing thoughts came to my mind immediately as the voice attempted to encourage me.

"That effigy with you is your sword and shield for what lies ahead. It will move in response to your commands." The voice continued.

I look towards the hole in the wall in front of me.

"Now then, please proceed. The truth that you seek lies ahead."

The effigy followed behind me as I walked through the hole.

This was no time to worry about the past. What lies before me is what I have to deal with right now.

I can ponder on my fragmented memories and how I would remember things I could not even recall outside of unintentional mental remarks later on.

No longer a typical school campus, the floors, walls, air and the aura of the place was entirely different.

It was like a dungeon with walls and floors of neon light blue.

I had long forgotten about what the dungeon was called.

The voice told me to keep moving forward, and in front of me was a floating box which activated upon touch.

An Ether Shard, the shard-like item faded into data.

Data that I could somehow access from my mind? No, some sort of Inventory space within my own data made body.

'Look deeper. In your case, it is in a place much more secure than those of the spirit hackers you will face.'

As if guided by instinct, you wanted to see where it ended up in.

"[Inventory]"

Static fills your vision, an irate buzzing noise erupts in your ear drums.

It doesn't work like that anymore.

It used to work like that, but now it doesn't.

Why? Was the storage in your very being not such an intrinsic part of you?

Yet, I called upon the Ether Shard, and it was in the palm of my hand once again.

'I'm sorry. Even if it's there, you can no longer use it the way you did back then.'

"That's fine. It's still more than convenient enough."

It looks like I actually have to know what to seek out for it to appear this time around instead of the various ways of retrieving items.

I try to remember what this kind of power reminded me of, but everytime I try, my thoughts are simply diverted to stock videogame inventory tropes instead of the specific source.

It's as if there's a mental block on it.

That's enough musing, I turn to my left and in the hallway was a floating mecha pinball of death.

Basically, an Enemy Program.

It tried to zip pass me and blow a hole in my torso using it's body, but I dodged it easily.

For some reason, I couldn't recall moving my body so smoothly before and yet… this was something I had practiced for a long time, didn't I?

Ah, right. I shouldn't really be standing in front of my Servant… effigy, thing.

Commanding the effigy, it charged and slammed it's right leg into the floating ball thing. Sending it bouncing on the electronic walls like a pinball.

It would have been funny if I didn't need to keep dodging to avoid having my bones crushed.

Eventually, my effigy grabbed the ball, headbutted it and stomped on it until it was killed.

Thankfully, mob monsters die when they are killed.

I feel a well of energy seemingly pooling up in my body, suddenly refreshed, it felt as if I leveled up.

But that was silly! Only my Servant could level up through the technically illegal Alteration of the Soul in the Chapel, right?

...No, it's best to not dismiss it. I will investigate it later.

For some reason, I feel as if there would be a box popping up in front of me telling me I made a wise decision.

To be more accurate, I was saddened by the fact that there was no such box in front of me.

Something was rolling down my face.

Tears? Why? Why would I feel as if there was something just so wrong, missing and… it was like something was left out of my life.

It didn't feel right. I shouldn't have felt this way.

"Why aren't you popping up you cheeky little box?" I chuckle at some fond memories that flashed by so quickly I could not even comprehend yet remember.

Did I live in some sort of VR world where little boxes that mocked my WIS stat became a constant in my life until I missed it?

Damn it. What happened in those missing years!

'It's best that you don't know for now.'

Well, figures you'll say that...

There were more attack programs as I progressed through the sea-like graveyard filled with bones of what seems to be deep sea creatures or dinosaurs in the background.

Chimeric sea?

I still feel as if I'm getting something wrong.

At some point, I proceeded to the final room.

My footsteps were not halted as I took in a graveyard of corpses.

Small numbers compared with those that I had been tasked with once upon a time.

A time that was out of reach from my own recollections.

A mannequin rose from a nearby corpse, shambling about awkwardly as it glanced at my own.

The battle was on, I commanded my effigy commendably, it was as if I could read all of the enemy's moves and moved the effigy in the most effective way.

I was getting better. No, I was regaining what I had lost.

Such thoughts comforted me.

And once I won the battle, I felt some sort of virtual currency being deposited as I heard a chime from somewhere. I have no idea why I know that.

Also, damn Kotomine and his deep suave voice!

"Appropriate Servant found within the system," a voice spoke through the air, coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. "Rejoice, for you have been chosen as a Master."

Yorokobe Shounen indeed. I never wanted to hear that from Kotomine Kirei when I was on the receiving end.

A set of three glass doors appeared around the circular room, each of them holding on to a beautiful depiction of something. It reminds me of some ornate chapels... No, it was more accurate to say it depicted not something, but someone.

In the end, one of three glass door broke open, as a stream of data flowed out to merge with the mannequin by my side who stopped twitching and exploded, abruptly shaking itself off.

And instead of the effigy, a true Servant stood there in it's place.

"Servant Saber, arrived superbly to your summons! Something like that~"

Beautiful. Her clothing seems to be Shinto inspired, somehow, yet she seems to be wearing a modern Japanese school uniform.

She wore a white school shirt with really short sleeves, with black highlights at the edge. A red tassel that reminded me of Emiya's tassels hung around her collar and chest area. She wore a red miniskirt with what seems like a Miko styled red sash covering her waist.

In addition, she carries a student bag fashioned with badges and straps. Along with a red scabbard for her sword.

Her hair colour was that of a light brown colour.

Her appearance was distinct enough that I could recall her being Suzuka Gozen, from the CCC Foxtail manga and also a Servant in FGO.

Curiously enough, she lacked the fox ears and tails, but then again it was stated she shape shifted those add-on's there for her Master. I suppose she doesn't think I would like it or hasn't thought of doing so yet.

Hopefully she doesn't. My family would kill me (figuratively speaking) if they found out I was friends with an animal cosplaying high school girl. I would also get arrested, but my family would give me disappointing looks that would make me feel worse than being in prison.

"Hey hey! You there? You're my Master, aren't you?"

Snapping out of my own thoughts, I gave a practiced smile which solicited a peculiar reaction that I couldn't properly place.

I could only determined her look to be that of "surprise".

"Eh?"

"Yes. I am your Master, Yhwach. Well, that's the name I'm going with for now until I remember what it was."

"Okay! Why not, why not right? I mean, sure it sounds Chuuni but we're in a war and all, so like, we can totally go scare people off with a creepy name!"

She spoke with a dialect I wasn't familiar with, then again, she was speaking Japanese and somehow I understood all of it.

I should have noticed that with Issei earlier on, darn it… apparently I knew all sorts of languages besides English but dialects are still something I need time to get used to.

Even so, to say all that in a cheery manner is a bit too much. Is this an act? Well, I wouldn't blame her for it.

"Haha… Then I suppose that means you're alright with our partnership?" I held up a hand as if to shake hers. She took my hand and seemingly shook on the deal.

"Ok, so we'll just be going out with each other. Master will use me for your own purposes, and I'll polish my JK power for a wonderful love encounter one day. Got it?"

Wait what?

"Wait a second, I don't remember becoming your boyfriend is part of the deal."

"Ah, don't sweat it! Well, isn't it natural to do this much?"

"No, no, I think my definition of natural is very much different from yours."

Somehow I ended up in the straight man role to her antics.

I hissed as my right hand began to burn as if cast in molten iron. I had to pull back my right hand that my Saber was holding so that I could give it a good whack to distract myself.

It didn't work that well. Clearly my methods of dealing with pain is messed up, or I'm just that uneducated… that or like so many things these days, I fucking forgot how to deal with it.

On the back of my hand, I bore witness to a red tattoo of three katana's curving into each other to form a shape that reminded me of the Mangekyo Sharingan.

And of course, Kirei just had to come in at this point.

"Congratulations. You have made it here, achieving your first goal. With the Command Seals as proof of your participation to the Holy Grail War, Yhwach. Rejoice, for whatever you wish, the Holy Grail will bestow upon the winner. Thus fight, thus kill, thus...achieve your innermost desires."

"This...the Moon has decreed."

Darkness.

I fainted all of a sudden. Or perhaps this was closer to forced sleep.

As I began to regain my consciousness, I hear the motherly voice speak to me once again.

'Names have power. As you have chosen the name Yhwach, you may expect the reclamation of your powers to be focused in that direction.'

Is that so? Does that mean I can regain my Schrift A, The Asspull?

… No answer. Bad joke I guess. A, The Almighty?

'With time, it may be possible.'

How could I have possibly lose or fail in whatever my previous causes was if I had that kind of power?

'Something akin to what you know as A, The Antithesis was used on you.'

Figures. Uryu was apparently the best match-up against Yhwach for the final battle in Bleach. Too bad that Kubo never got a chance to draw the full story.

Is there anything else you want to tell me?

'Many things. So many things... But my time is up for now… I'll miss you, but it's better you don't remember me. Just…'

Damn it, don't cry. I don't know why but I really don't want you to cry.

Whoever you are.

I awoke in the school infirmary. By my side, I hear a tapping sound that reminded me of the times when I forgot to cut my nails and my fingers just made the most annoying sounds when I use my keyboard.

Fuck, I feel sad but… Fuck angst, for some reason I feel the helpful voice would be sad if I was sad.

Damn, reading about all the amnesia tropes did not prepare me for dealing with my own "feelz".

My head is still a mess as well. At least I can still function at a decent enough level.

I see the brown eyed, brown haired girl pointing a flip phone in my direction before a loud camera shutter noise was made.

"Did you… did you just take a picture of me?"

"Ahaha! I just wanted a new wallpaper, y'know!"

I wasn't sure how to respond to that so I settled on one of my calm smiles.

"I think that sort of thing works best with larger screen smartphones. I'm sure we can get you one somehow." I offer, getting a grin from the beautiful girl in return.

"Nice! Master is really good at racking up points with my strong and cute self, hehe~ Ah, but on the other hand, having a premium decorated flip phone shows that I have strong JK Power y'know? Even if I get a smartphone I'll just end up, like, keeping this with me anyways."

She's seriously into this Joshikousei thing, isn't she? Well, so long as I don't get arrested by the cops then I guess it's alright.

"Huh. Guess that means we have to grind for whatever digital currency is here and buy you some decoration stuff for that phone then."

For some reason, the idea of grinding appealed to me greatly.

As if that was a large part of my life.

"Yeah! I'm seriously hyped now! C'mon, let's get out of this boring infirmary and do something!"

"Alright, just give me a minute."

Recall my skills, huh? It would be in the direction of Bleach's most insanely powerful villain but I also want to focus on hacking as I need such a skill to do anything crazy in the Moon Cell.

Converting mana to spiriton, manipulate the Reishi like equivalent into the system and-

-Oh! What a pleasant surprise! It's a console like screen!

I have absolutely no idea what these lines of codes mean.

I am so boned.

"Ah, you have awoken." A soft voice spoke from in front of my infirmary bed.

Sakura Matou.

"Your memories have been restored, Master of the Holy Grail War," she spoke without accent, nor care. I believed that Shinji had hacked her into believing they were brother and sister in Fate/Extra Canon, but that had been the prologue of the story, and not the story itself.

She wears the standard Tsukimihara Academy female uniform with a few minor differences instead of a blue ribbon, Sakura wears a red ribbon with small white socks and a long matching lab coat.

"Thank you, Sakura." She didn't seem to mind the fact that I knew her name. "Out of curiosity, how much are you based on the real Sakura Matou outside of her appearance?"

The A.I. blinked at me a few times before coming up with a response using the same tone. "I am aware that there was a Sakura Matou and that she behaved outwardly in this manner for most of her life."

"... I see. So you don't recall anything involving a superpowered evil dark side, Angra Mainyu, Shirou Emiya…" No reaction. I continued, "Rin Tohsaka and Kirei Kotomine."

She twitched and frowned before it quickly settled into a neutral expression.

"No. However, the last two names are sound irritating."

I nod. "I see… I'm sorry for bringing up bad memories, if any. I just wanted to know how much the Moon Cell managed to record you, along with the state of the world as it is."

"Might I presume that this Angra Mainyu had something to do with your concern over me?"

"Partly, Angra Mainyu in some cases, could have a strong hold on you, or rather the real life counterpart down there on Earth. But really, I was just more concerned with your feelings due to your real life's past… ordeals."

Sakura Matou tilted her head in a Shaft Studio like manner before nodding oddly slow. "Then I shall hand over your portable terminal then."

She handed me a wrist-mounted device that was basically an intelligent watch.

Ah, Portable Terminal and ingame menu buddy!

"Oh, do you know where I can get some food in this place?"

She gave me the directions to the cafeteria.

"And is there anyway else I can get more food?"

"Masters are entitled to one of my lunches every week."

She handed me a Sakura's First Comer's Lunch item.

EH?! Isn't this like, outside of the game?!

Super rare item Getto!

"Thanks! You don't mind if I drop by every so often, do you? I mean, outside of coming back to try more of your surely delicious lunches."

"Please come if you have "non-standard" injuries."

She went back to being robotic.

Saber, who was silent during the conversation, was glaring at me with intense emotions.

"Tch! What's with you? You have a thing for school nurses or something!?"

Oh dear, she's angry.

"You're acting as if I was flirting with her."

"Seriously?! You go around talking as if you know her. All so familiar with another girl while your Super High School Level High School Girlfriend is in the room."

"That was both overly redundant and a great Danganronpa reference!"

"Preach it! It's an awesome game! Wait, don't just change the topic like that!"

Drat.

"To be fair, it was a good topic."

"Yeah, like~ My favourite was the detective and, Oh? Oh, you are good."

I grin slightly before allowing my expression to turn serious for a short while.

"You must have some questions about my circumstances. I will do my best to answer them."

She was silent for awhile before she sat upright in a proper manner using the chair at the side.

"Earlier on, you mentioned that you have yet to recall your memories. I don't believe that names are altered during the Moon Cell Preliminaries. This is an anomaly I want addressed. Secondly, you seem to have rather large amounts of knowledge on this school nurse's counterpart. I respectfully ask you to clarify the reason for such."

… Now this sure is a different manner of behaving.

"... I still can't remember my name. Allow me to say this, I only have small fragments of my own memories for the past decade or two. I'm also at least older by those number of years. My appearance has been aged down. And while I can remember everything of my life below the age of 23, that does not include the knowledge of my real name. Yes, the names of my family is scrambled up as well, FYI."

All of which was pretty much true.

Saber took a moment to process my words before nodding in acknowledgement.

"Next. I have a large amount of knowledge on Heroic Spirits and individuals involved in past Holy Grail Wars on earth. In fact, I do have some relationship with a few of them. But due to being caught up in an experiment involving the Second Magic, Operation of Parallel Worlds, somehow I have ended up in the Moon Cell with no knowledge of how I entered the Grail War along with knowledge of how the Moon Cell Holy Grail War came to be. And a whole bunch of stuff… that's what I can guess right now at least."

Now that was stretching it a bit, but hey, explaining that I'm basically a self-insert comes later.

"... That is… concerning. However-" Saber stands up and proudly puffs her chest forward. "You have nothing to worry about. Just keep doing the hard thinking thing and use your head, you can leave all the fighting to me. I only do what I'm told after all. We'll win this Holy Grail War for sure and get your memories back easy peasy!"

Somehow, I feel very assured by her words.

"Heh… thanks! It's reassuring coming from you."

"Ehehe, it's really nice being praised by Master like that."

"What will your wish to the Holy Grail be? Saber?" I asked, making her ponder on it for a moment.

"Hmm, my wish for the Holy Grail? It would be to encounter a wonderful love! Obviously!"

"Seriously?"

"Seriously! Although…" She leaned down to my ear, and whispered. "That wish might be coming true very soon, uhuhu~"

"Don't you think this is going a bit too fast? I mean, there's a difference between crushes and love, you know? Then there's also the difference between real love and love for being in love and-"

I was interrupted then by Saber.

"Kyaa! I knew it, I knew it! You're a romantic at heart, aren't ya Master? See, see, we'll get along just fine. We'll be like, the perfect combination in this whole Grail War. All the other Master's and Servants will look upon our relationship with envy and think, "Go explode Normies!""

"Considering this place is full of Spirit Hackers and Servants, I think they might actually make me explode."

So please don't say things like that.

Somehow, I am the designated Tsukkomi and our routine.

"Oh?" I exclaimed as I looked through the console screen I opened up earlier.

"What, what?" Saber eagerly leaned forward to look at the console, only to have a bored look immediately after. "Ah, nerd stuff."

"Come on, it's useful stuff. Anyways, I seem to be regaining my skills faster if I can now understand some of it. Look."

I tap and change many lines of codes quickly before standing up, revealing my new outfit.

A white, double-breasted trench coat, which has the Wandenreich symbol on the middle, with large buttoned cuffs and lapels, white trousers, and trench boots. And over that I wore a tattered, ankle-length maroon-black cloak.

Even if calling myself Aizen would have been better, since I took the name Yhwach I may as well stick with the look.

"You're seriously a chuuni, aren't ya?"

"You're seriously a miko hybrid JK, aren't ya?"

I countered her jab, which earned me a smile from the Saber.

"Hm, Master and I get along well… hmm, hmm, c'mon let's go!"

She wrapped her arms around one of my arms, allowing me to finally come to terms with the fact that her soft mounds were actually rather large. The clothing didn't seem to emphasize that with the color scheme, however.

Wait a second!

"Saber… why are there slits on both sides of your skirt?"

"Eh? It adds style points, obviously!"

"Saber, why does it look like you aren't wearing underwear?"

"Because I'm not? Besides, it goes against tradition to wear underwear! I refuse!"

Please tell me this is alternate Shinto tradition and not mainstream, please tell me that-

I recited that a few times to keep my mind sane.

I and Saber ran into Kotomine Kirei who gave us the key to our private room, along with telling us that the list showing our future opponent will come out the next day.

As expected, other Master Servant pairs were whispering death to us two, Saber was pretty much making sure my right arm was in between her two oh-so soft breasts while clinging to me and shooting smirks at everyone.

I'm going to die, aren't I?

...No, I just have to 'git gud' until no one can kill me.

Also… grind grind until I buff Suzuka to God Mode.

Reaching the cafeteria, I looked over what I could buy with my starter sum that I got from beating that effigy and attack programs until my eyes found a seemingly ordinary high school student that I could have mistaken for an NPC until I noticed the red marks on her right hand.

The long, hazel hair and inquisitive eyes settled on me. She was wearing the default uniform of the academy, her expression unchanging, and despite the blandness I could see her curiosity bleed through her gaze.

A plan quickly formed in my mind at speeds I could barely comprehend.

I dropped the Yakisoba Bread that I had just bought onto the ground as I make my eyes widen in utter shock.

"Hakunon?" I called out almost desperately.

She gasped slightly before standing still in her spot as if she wanted to run somewhere else.

I walked forward, looking as if I couldn't believe I saw her, as if I was facing a ghost from the past.

"Hakuno-chan. Hakuno Kishinami, is that… are you really?"

"Y-yeah." She answered nervously, and somewhat fearfully.

"A-ah, thank goodness. You're alright."

My hand came down on the girl's head, rubbing it affectionately much to her widening eyes and the increase in killing intent coming from my self-proclaimed girlfriend behind me.

"D-do I know you?"

I make my face freeze in shock along with my hand.

"How do you know my name?"

"A-ah…" I whimper as if I was being scolded during my childhood days.

"Do you know who I am?" She asked with a whisper.

I made a show of calming down and breathing deeply before looking at her with a resolute expression. "Yeah, I do. I never thought I would see you again. And-"

"You!" A pair of angry and determined eyes cast their venomous gaze on me, oh, and fluffy tail. "Hands off my husband!" Tamamo-No-Mae was about to grip my hand when Suzuka Gozen was at my side in an instant.

"Hands off my boyfriend, fox whore!"

"What did you say you brainless JK slut?!"

"I'll skin your fur for my new scarf!"

Oh dear…

Servant Matrix: Saber!

Name: Suzuka Gozen

Master: Yhwach ?

Height: 164 cm

Weight: 51 kg

Source: The Scroll of Suzuka, Tamura Three Generations Records, etc.

Region: Japan

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Class: Saber

Parameters:

Strength: C

Endurance: C

Agility: A

Magic: A+

Luck: B

Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: A

Riding: B

Divinity: A

Personal Skills:

Supernatural Power: A

This ability allows free movement and levitation of objects objects. A fragment of a power of a god.

Mystic Eyes: B+

Possesses Mystic Eyes that charms men, arousing in them a strong love affection towards Suzuka Gozen should they meet her gaze. Avoidable with the Magic Resistance Skill.

Poison Resistance: B

Noble Phantasm

*Hidden*