Chapter 18


Whenever Ritsuka would see Medea or pass her by, he would notice that she seems to avert her gaze.

He wondered why. "Did I do or say something?" he often asked himself every time that it happens.

He did try to talk to her. Attempts were definitely made, but there is always something that would bar him from actually doing so: a sudden meeting in the Command Room, an urgent notice, and the minute Singularities that keep popping up. These were all there to seemingly keep the Master at bay.

As he continues to notice the distance, he began to worry about Medea. "I hope she's okay…" she spoke to himself.

"You muse quite loudly, Master. What is it?" then spoke Lord El-Melloi II, puffing out from his cigar as he stood beside him. The two of them were out in the hallway going to the Command Room.

Ritsuka wasn't surprised that he was there, and sighed. "I think Medea hates me." He then told him.

The man puffed smoke from his cigar again. "Why do you think so?" he asked him. Ritsuka sighed yet again. "That's the problem…I don't know." He simply replied.

"If I may," Lord El-Melloi II began, as he continued on with his smoke, "though I certainly don't know what a lady thinks, moreover a Mage of her caliber, perhaps she wants you to be…closer to her." He then explained. He continued smoking, and left the Master to ponder over what he just said.

Ritsuka was definitely confused, and it seemed the explanation offered won't be of much help, until a woman spoke behind her.

"Master?" Medea then called out. Ritsuka quickly turned around. "Medea…" he replied, looking at her.

Their gazes met, and Medea promptly looked away. She looked annoyed, almost sulking.

"Sorry, I'll be on my way." She coldly told him, but Ritsuka didn't move, nor did he let her leave.

Ritsuka then held her by the arms, which surprised Medea. "W-What do you want?" she asked, still looking away.

"Look at me, please." Spoke Ritsuka softly, and almost immediately, Medea complied.

Their gazes met yet again.

"Can we talk in my Room?" he asked, and Medea nodded. He took hold of her hand as they began walking. It was his way of telling her that he's willing to dispel any misunderstanding that has occurred.


"Alright Medea, we're all alone." He told her, as he sat on the bed. Medea, while wanting to avoid looking at him, sat beside him.

She then sighed. "Good grief. It really is unbecoming for a woman my age to act like a young girl." She then said. Ritsuka was confused.

Medea then laid her head on the Master's left shoulder. Ritsuka was surprised at the action, but he let her be.

"You didn't do anything wrong, nor did you humiliate me, Master." She began to tell him. "I just felt…forgotten when I saw you interact, or should I say flirt, with the other female Servants."

She didn't look at him, still, but Ritsuka saw it nonetheless: an expression of pain. Sadness.

"Medea, I—"

He was cut off by Medea placing her finger on his lips. "Its alright, Master. I do understand. They consume mana much too quickly." She told him. She smiled as she was now looking at the Master.

Whether it was the wording or the finger on his lips, Ritsuka's cheeks were flushed red.

Medea then sighed again. "I really am acting like a young girl. I suppose it wasn't just the feeling of being forgotten but also jealousy that you're not calling for me." She continued.

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way, Medea." Ritsuka then replied. The Caster then went to lean on his chest. The Master embraced her.

"You're really kind, Master. My, who would have thought a traitorous witch like me could turn herself around? I just can't betray you." She told him, giggling a bit.

It was a sound that Ritsuka found adorable. Coming from such a mature woman, no less.

Medea then leaned closer and kissed his cheek. "I suppose that means I shall pledge myself to you. Use me as you wish." She softly told him.

There truly was a certain allure to women like her, Ritsuka realized. He caressed her cheek, and before any of them could do anything further, the automatic sliding doors opened.

"Senpai! There you are!" spoke Mash, smiling as she went towards Ritsuka.

The Master was a bit tense, but he smiled at her. "What is it, Mash?" he asked.

She then took his hands. "Director Goredolf made something in the cafeteria, and Da Vinci told us to taste-test it!" she told him. At this, Ritsuka got intrigued.

"The Director made something? I hope its good." He replied, and Mash nodded. "I'll be right there in a moment, okay? I have to change." He then told her, as he was still currently in his Combat Mystic Code.

Mash got wide-eyed. "I didn't notice…of course Senpai! I'm sorry for the intrusion!" she then apologized, bowing down as she exited the room to wait for him outside.

As soon as Mash left the room, Medea wrapped her arms around him. "She's a sweet girl, that Mash." She remarked.

Ritsuka tensed. "Yeah, well…"

He then told her about the two of them.

Medea was surprised, but she simply shook her head. "Well, I guess this was bound to happen." She simply remarked.

"I'm terribly sorry." Apologized Ritsuka, but then Medea pulled him to the bed, went on top of him and licked his neck.

"I'm sorry too, Master~" she softly spoke, as she went to kiss and bite his neck.


Night falls on Chaldea, and a tired Ritsuka enters his room. He immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath. As he removed his top, he looked at the mirror.

He noticed the hickey on his neck. It was fortunate Medea gave it where it would easily be hidden by the collar of his uniform.

"Seriously, what is she thinking?" he softly said.

Familiar arms then wrapped around him from behind. "I'm sorry for earlier…I didn't know what came over me." Softly apologized Medea.

"Mash could come here any time." He reminded her. Medea's hands went to softly rub his stomach.

She then kissed his back. "I'm well aware, but that whole stunt I pulled earlier exhausted most of my mana~" she then replied.

It was obviously a lie, since now he realized what she wanted. He decided to play her game, however.

Ritsuka turned around and held her. "Medea…" he simply said, as the woman pulled him in for a kiss.


Welp, that fucking happened

- The Void Sprinter