"And you have drifted away from reality..."

CRASH!

Both of the girls turned towards the front entrance of their school building, and saw a bunch of weird people that had somehow crashed through the Reinforced glass.

They must have been in hurry or got kicked towards their direction.

In either case, they broke the glass.

Reinforced glass, mind you.

"...Hello?"

"Where's Hercules?!"

Ilya's eyes immediately narrowed. Was this a god who had issues with her Berserker? She couldn't think of a god aside from Hades who might have a teenie tiny bone to pick with him, but Hades was supposed to be gloomy and emo (from what little memories she saw from Berserker's memories. She couldn't think of another god who would-.

"Where's my nephew?!" the golden haired man shouted.

Ilya froze for a moment and then blinked.

Nephew?

"...Apollo?"

The golden haired man's attention shifted to Ilya.

"Where's my nephew? Where are you keeping hi-?" he demanded as he got up from the floor and marched on Ilya.

It was obvious to everyone who knew of him there that Apollo was in a state of shock.

Ilya and Sakura did not know that.

When Apollo was within a meter's distance from Ilya, something zoomed out from the sides and smacked into Apollo. Apollo took the hit, unable to dodge, and flew out of the glassless doorway.

"...Berserker?"

For some reason though, Berserker didn't have his usual serious blank stare or enraged, berserk snarl. Instead, he looked annoyed, which was a first.

Then he turned around and patted Ilya down.

"...Berserker?" Ilya asked again. This time, she was getting scared. Berserker never acted this ... proactively or non-violently. It made her confused with shock.

When Berserker saw that there was no harm on Ilya, he let out a sigh of relief and walked out of the school.

Then there was a shout of joy quickly followed by someone getting wrecked on the pavement.

Berserker returned to the school, walking over the tangled mess of other greek gods, who seemed rather scared. Then he glared at them all before he returned to the inner areas of the school.

"That's a first," Ilya noted.

"I saw," Sakura commented.

"Are you alright, love?"

Shirou looked to her.

Gilgamesh, when she was first summoned, was very ... upset. After all, she had been summoned by someone who she would normally categorize as a mongrel on a normal day.

This was before she tasted his hand cooked meals. She immediately declared him to be hers and hers only. She fell in love with the food and the cook. However, just like the king she was, she saw errors and flaws within her "lover" as easily as an artist saw flaw in their work.

Her lover, simply put, was an Abnormal. His entire being had been wrapped around a singular concept of being a savior.

Changing him was going to be hard, and she knew that. Nevertheless, she demanded it of herself and of him to change because that is how she saw their future; there wouldn't be one if he continued down this path.

To that end, the first thing she did was to slip him drugs.

Not exactly condoned by the rest of the Emiya Alliance (as it was her lover that half of the Sixth Holy Grail War's participants had joined the alliance for), her methods worked whereas words and seduction would not.

Instead of whispering into his ears of what she wanted him to be, she simply ... opened him.

Her lover deserved no less.

The drugs worked their wonders on him by simply opening him to suggestions, but not being so strong nor too open to sway his entire will to the said suggestions.

A true "persuasion" drug, if one could call it that.

And she was the only one in possession of such a wonderful product deep within the depths of Gates of Babylon.

And it worked.

While he retained most of his "savior" personality and attitude, he was no longer suicidal nor zealous about it.

"Nothing," Shirou smiled to her. "I just find our new ... pet to be ... umm... noticeable."

She raised an eyebrow and gave the family's new pet a glance.

The pet in question was a creature she had found in the fifth floor. She tamed one then and on the way back up, tamed few more.

As a result of her actions, the Emiya Familia would now have five "War Shadows" under their command.

Namely for housekeeping and guarding. A role befitting of the mongrels of magic and nature these creatures were.

As for the moment though, they were the manpower for her lectica.

So picture this.

The trio, Archer, Shirou, and herself, just came out of the labyrinth with a horde of loot. Archer and Shirou, who were carrying the loot, were by her side and she was on her letica.

Being carried by four War Shadows.

The guards had freaked out and ran away a long time ago, and many adventurers were wary as they scooted the civilians out of the way as the trio made their way back to Ilya's school.

Perhaps that was what Shirou was concerned about.

People staring.

But such was duty of the kings and queens. To be stared upon. To be awed at.

To be shocked at.

Her Shirou had a lot more training to go before he could be truly called her Consort King, but at least he wasn't extremely squeamish about it.

Archer didn't care about the scene they were causing, unlike Shirou.

He was more interested in the objects they had looted from the monsters of the labyrinth.

Specifically speaking, he was very interested in some of the ores and materials. He had already used [Structural Analysis] on them, which made his understanding of the materials very easy.

He was busy thinking about what kind of weapons he could hammer out of these.

Gilgamesh could tell that such were the man's thoughts.

Ever since he had been force released from Alaya's service, he had become more and more obsessed with blacksmithing and forging. Whenever he got an idea, he would retreat to his Reality Marble to hammer away.

Such an odd man.

"Halt!"

She frowned. Now what?

She rose up from her laying on her letica and stared at the people who stopped her.

They looked like the general thugs, so she just laid back down. "Shirou, please get rid of the rabble."

"Hey, you bitch listening to me?!"

Gilgamesh froze for a moment before perking up. "The dogs bark too loudly for my taste," she said as she shot two lances from her Gate.

The lances fired off with a sonic boom.

CRUNCH

And landed just beneath the two thugs crotches.

"Scram."

And they ran.

Shirou sighed. "You're attracting too much attention," he chided.

"And you're starting to sound like an assassin, love," she replied. "You are my consort king, Shirou. That means you hold your head up high and do what pleases you."

"Within reason."

"Of course."

'Within reason' was one of the few things Shirou had managed to get a promise out of her.

Within reason meant that she couldn't hold a party with golden cups of antiquity because she wanted to.

Within reason meant that she couldn't just bombard the Japanese government back when they were in their home dimension.

Within reason was the chain Shirou had demanded and one she reluctantly gave ... because she loved him.

Most of the Emiya Alliance didn't believe her -and still don't- when she declared that she loved Shirou.

Heretics and heathens, the lot of them.

But she really, really did, even to the point of chaining her own actions.

Of course, her own chain was "within limits." If someone hurt Shirou? All bets are off.

Now, what she was going to do anyway?

"We're home," Archer announced as he, Shirou, Gilgamesh, and four War Shadows entered the School.

Sakura and Ilya, who had been busy chitchatting, stared at the four creatures.

Sakura was the first to smile. "I like them."

Archer shivered.