It's J'Alter's first official day as a part of Chaldea's colorful cast ~!

Wish her luck on her first day, UMU!

This message was brought to you by the Onee-san of Orleans and the UMU Emperor.

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My eyes groggily opened to the sound of an energetic blonde attempting to sound like an alarm.

Once my eyes fully opened, I was greeted to a beaming Roma Saber in front of me.

"Good morning, Praetor! We have a lovely day ahead of us, led by yours truly, umu!"

I smiled tiredly and patted her head.

"Good morning to you too, Nero."

She smiled cheekily at my affectionate greeting. Afterwards, she helped me get up from my bed.

"Come on already, get dressed! I just might hog all of Emiya's breakfast service all to myself and leave you with nothing but scraps, umu!"

"Fine, fine! Go wait for me outside, Nero, I won't take too long."

In a quick and even pace, I was able to bathe and dress myself in my usual Chaldea uniform of white and black. I did the rest of my hygiene activities soon enough after.

My light blue eyes glanced at the mirror as I fixed my black spiky mop of hair.

I wonder if Alter was able to have a decent rest?

I made my way to the door leading outside my room.

Ah well, I think I'll go check on her with Nero before we head out for breakfast.

My mouth drooled at the thought of what Emiya was serving today.

I opened my door expecting that Nero was just waiting for me outside on her own.

Maybe even Mash would've been here, but no, there was someone else here.

The scene registered in my head just now.

Nero was grabbing a certain white haired Avenger's cape by the hem of it.

"Jeannneeeeeeee! Don't go without Master yet! You said we'd all go together for breakfast anyways!" The little Saber had been pulling Alter's cloak to make sure she wouldn't just walk off on her own.

The taller Avenger looked at Nero with a scowl.

"What are you saying?! You literally just kept banging at my door and yelling at me to come out! You even dragged me all the way here!"

Sensing my presence, Nero and Jeanne noticed me and stopped their antics for now.

"Ah, Master, you good to go already? Jeanne here was getting too impatient, you know?"

Jeanne spared an annoyed glance at the optimistic Saber then she faced me with a less hostile look.

"Hm, morning to you, Master." Jeanne said in a nonchalant tone.

"Morning to you too, Jeanne!"

Content that everyone was present, Nero took the lead of our little trio with Jeanne and I trailing close behind.

Nero would sing a few off key notes and Jeanne would shoot back a few insults at Nero's singing while we walked down to the cafeteria.

Soon enough, we got there and saw a handful of the other servants enjoying mama Archer's breakfast spread. For this morning, he prepared a Japanese style breakfast: Salted trout and mackerel, pickled vegetables, soup, and rice. He also prepared some fresh fruits on the side.

As if breaking me away from my feast for the eyes, a servant called out to me.

"Masta ~ ! Over here!"

As I looked over, I saw Hokusai earnestly waving at us. The painter was sitting with Tamamo, and Jeanne, who gave us their smiles and greetings, at a table near the kitchen.

We greeted the easygoing girls of Chaldea and sat with them, although Jeanne Alter had chosen to sit across Hokusai as she was the farthest from her vanilla counterpart. Nero on the other hand, had chosen to sit across Jeanne, which left me with Tamamo.

In time, I suppose. It's already enough for her to sit at the same table as Jeanne.

"Thanks for saving us some seats, you gals really didn't have to do such."

Vanilla Jeanne had given me her usually serene smile. "Well, it's a pleasure to be able to share a meal with many as a start of a fine day, oui? Besides, I have to check if you're eating right, Master."

I do suppose I remember the times that Jeanne would gently chastise me for just piling meat and potatoes upon my plate and have me eat vegetables.

"Umu! I suppose I have to thank you three, even you Casko!"

Tamamo spared a glance at Nero. "You're just lucky you walked in here with Master, you airheaded Saber ~"

Nero gave her foxy rival a cheeky grin. "Heh, your tongue is as sharp as ever! However, now is a time to enjoy what lovely spread Emiya has laid for us."

The kitsune just stuck her tongue out at the still cheeky Saber. Afterwards, she pushed a set meal containing today's menu when she saw that I was about to leave the table.

"Ah! Master, you can have this meal here! I made sure to grab you a plate ~"

Right, add another person that doted over me besides the saintess.

"Thanks, Tamamo! It really looks good today, doesn't it?"

Still, I looked at Alter who seemed quite curious about the meal.

"Alter? Would you like to try it? I assure you, Emiya makes the best food out here." I said in a friendly manner.

Alter's pale cheeks tinged a bit, but she quickly turned her head in refusal.

"I can get my own food, Master. You don't have to babysit me, you know?"

She promptly stood up from her seat and set off to get her own food.

"Ah,Goth Jeanne! Wait for me! Let's go get some food together." Said Nero as she stood up and followed Alter in getting some food.

"Goth Jeanne?! Did you just call m-". Alter's words were quickly cut off as Nero dragged her again for the second time this morning.

Tamamo and Hokusai laughed at such a sight; The little emperor dragging the taller Avenger was an amusing sight for sure.

"Oh? The hair trigger Avenger is letting herself be dragged by the pint-sized Saber?"

Tamamo looked at me with an amused expression on her face. "I suppose she met her yesterday on your nth little tour of Chaldea, fufu ~"

I pretty much retell the trio about the whole Nero performance yesterday.

Hokusai spoke first. "Ho ~? Somebody's quite bold and honest about Roma's singing, heh, how interesting ~"

Jeanne had merely looked with a sheepish smile. "I suppose it would be nice if Nero had received more honest criticism. I suppose Alter could've been a bit more gentler about it though."

"Well, Master, you have to tell her more honest criticism! You can't just keep nodding along, then again you're the only one here that has the patience to listen to that dreadful performance of hers." Tamamo chided me then gently poked my face for a bit.

"Fine, fine. I'll be more honest with her." I said as I lightly pouted.

Soon enough, the duo had arrived back to the table with their own meals in their hands.

As soon as the two settled in, we ate our breakfast together.

Although, the Avenger on my right had been having trouble with the chopsticks Nero gave her.

"...Tch! Am I supposed to just stab the fish and vegetables here?" She narrowed her eyes as she kept trying to eat her breakfast.

"Alter, you seem to be having trouble with the chopsticks, don't you?"

Jeanne looked in front of her and saw the artist looking at her with an amused look.

The similarly amused tiny octopus atop Oui's head didn't do her any favors.

"What's it to you? Do you wish to pity me for such? I can eat just fine." She said as she dropped the rice from her chopsticks once again.

"You're so on edge, Jeanne. You won't be able to get a single speck of rice into that dainty little mouth of yours." She said as her octodad had floated away from her head and went near the struggling Avenger's hand. "Pops, guide the poor maiden here. I feel bad watching her do this ~"

The octopus quickly wrapped his small tentacles over Jeanne's hand, while said Avenger gave it a suspicious glare. The octopus familiar guided her hand's movements as she got accustomed to picking up food with her chopsticks. Soon enough, she was able to pick up the food with her chopsticks without the octopus' guidance.

"Hoh! You're a quick study too, girlie! Now, you can feed your grumpy little self away." Hokusai cheekily said.

"Thank you." Jeanne promptly thanked the artist and went back to finishing her meal.

"It's Hokusai, by the way ~ Katsushika Hokusai, Foreigner class servant."

"Thanks octopus girl. Now, will you let me get back to my meal before I consider cooking your "Pops" over a fire, hm?"

The tiny octopus hurriedly went back upon his place on Oui's head and grabbed a tiny paint brush, as if ready to defend himself from the cruel maiden's punishment.

"Ha! She has a sense of humor too ~" The painter merely mused.

The rest of the table was peaceful at least, albeit Nero and Tamamo's bickering and Jeanne mediating between the two.

Ah well, it was a nice lively way to spend the morning.

After we had breakfast, I promptly went back to my room to wash up and prepare for another day of Ember farming.

I also packed up some gear that would be needed for the task at hand.

Afterwards, I went to the Chaldea Gate to await my Servants.

Well, the other way around, they were already there waiting for me when I got there.

The Fallen Saintess, Jeanne Alter.

She was clad in her dark attire as usual, with the rather fluffy cloak. She waited silently on a chair while polishing her blade. Well, this is going to be the first time she's working with us on a quest, so fingers crossed.

The Wielder of Clarent, Mordred Pendragon.

The spiky haired blonde seemed to pass the time by playing with a cat she found. Nobody really knew where the cat came from exactly, but it seemed pretty harmless (to anyone that Mordred didn't target for the cat to scratch).

The Eldritch Painter, Katsushika Hokusai.

The eccentric painter appeared to be just lying around and reading shonen manga. Hm, that certainly explains those shipments from Amazoness. Jesus, did she bring snacks too? Someone seems to be feeling quite comfy right now.

Lastly, The Sole Shielder of Chaldea, Mash Kyrielight.

My eggplant junior decided to hang around with Mordred as she also wished to pet the cat. I can't exactly argue about her curiosity with the cat, but Fou might get jealous.

I cleared my throat to catch the attention of my Servants, afterwards they looked at me decked in my gear.

"Heyo, Master! Are we ready to stomp some ass right now? I've been itching to crush a couple bastards under my boot for a while now." Mordred eagerly said such while she let her cat go free to wander Chaldea.

"You certainly bet, Momo! We're gonna stomp some ass today, for sure."

"Ho? Is our little protagonist here showing his more bloodthirsty side? Master, you sure seemed to be playing the do-gooder role too well." Jeanne Alter teased me.

I sheepishly told Jeanne."Just energetic and sort of violent for better reasons, I suppose, Jeanne."

"Jeanne? You're that holier than thou woman?" Mordred asked as she looked over the Avenger. "Woah, you sure look like you can hit harder than that gentle saint at least."

Jeanne smirked at the praise and flipped her hair at such. "I'm glad someone else here has more sense in their head, fufufu ~."

She turned to face Mordred with a devious smile."How do you beat down those that dare point their blade at you, Knight?"

Mordred seemed to understand what sort of answer she was looking for and she flashed a fanged smile upon her face. "I rip and tear till those bastards can't walk or talk for shit, obviously!"

The Avenger was thoroughly impressed with Mordred's answer and extended her hand towards her.

"I think we will get along just fine, Pendragon."

Mordred kept her grin and reciprocated by shaking the Avenger's hand.

"Just make sure I don't kill any more than you, maiden."

Ah well, it's certainly good to see she's been getting along with more people. The violent and vengeful sort seem to be her kindred spirits. Hm, I wonder what she'd think if she met Edmond?

"Masta? Are we going to go already? We seem just about ready to cave in some monsters and men right now."

Hokusai said this as she repeatedly gave my shoulder gentle pokes with her smaller paint brush.

Mash stood up and walked over to me. She was already decked out in her purple Shielder armor.

"Yes, Senpai. We're ready when you are!"

"Well, who am I to refuse such eager souls then." I looked towards Mash. "Mash, load up the gate! We're gonna go Ember farming!"

Soon enough, my Servants and I arrived at a forest. Oddly enough, this forest seemed to be in an eternal state of sunset; Golden light bathed the lush and silent green forest.

Eager for the hunt, Jeanne asked. "Well, Master, what lowlives are we supposed to be hunting down today?"

"Ah, they're these hand mons- Oh! There are some of them gathering here already!"

Alter and the rest looked over to where I faced.

There was a plentiful field of these Divine Arm bastards about.

"Enemies located, Ember farming quest…" Mash said this as she brought her gargantuan shield to reality.

THUD!

The shield hit the ground with a solid impact as Mash brought down the shield by her side.

The Divine Arms soon enough faced us and started charging up balls of fire in their palm.

"...Mission start!"

Soon enough, those balls of fire fired towards us like no tomorrow.

Jeanne and Mordred rushed out towards the enemies first with their blades in hand.

The pale maiden had been laughing cruelly as she pierced and burned several of the Arms. "Come on, is this all you have to offer me you pieces of shit? Fufufu ~"

After such, Jeanne Alter had conjured spears of midnight out of thin air and dropped them on the Arms, which soon erupted into several gouts of baleful hellfire.

The rogue knight had thrown a charged Clarent into one of the Arms, which created an explosive red burst of mana that blasted some of the other nearby Arms. Afterwards, she went on a mad rush punching and kicking whatever got in her way.

"Come at me, gutter trash! I stand ready to gut those Embers out of you all." Mordred said this as she pulled out one of the Hands from the ground and broke it on her knee.

"Hm, Toto, let's get to work ~" Said Hokusai as she materialized her massive paintbrush and conjured a large wave of water with just a single stroke from her weapon. The Arms caught in the wave were no match for the painter's masterful stroke as they soon faded away with the tide.

As another wave of Arms appeared near Oui, she painted a dragon that crashed into them within its deadly maw of painted fangs. The dragon had nigh consumed the bizarre creatures in its wake and then faded afterwards.

Mash had jumped up into the air and slammed a fair amount of the Arms with her shield upon landing.

The Shielder had let out a cry as she tackled the next wave of Ember-filled beasts.

"UWOH!" Mash yelled this out as she used the edge of her shield to slash at a whole row of her enemies.

Well, they're certainly energetic today.

I guess I shouldn't be a slouch of a Master and let them do all the work, eh?

I soon rushed into the fray of the battle -

Jeanne saw me rushing headfirst as she was stabbing one of the Arms with her lance. "Oi! You stupid Master, you're gonna get yourse-"

BANG!

A gunshot interrupted the Avenger's thoughts as she looked to see that a nearby Hand was shot down.

Jeanne quickly glanced back and widened her eyes in surprise.

"Ah well, this is your first time seeing this, right?"

I said this after I shot down the Hand with my materialized pistol.

I materialized my other silver pistol out of thin air and started gunning down the other Hands as support fire for my Servants.

These pistols were specially created for me by Da Vinci! I dubbed them the "Shirogane Pistols", given their rather pristine metallic shine of arcane steel. The pistols were based after M1911 ones and there were intricate engravings on each pistol. The handles were created from polished dragon fangs and bore the symbol of Chaldea.

Rather than running on conventional bullets, the pistols ran on mana. Functionally, they were handheld Gandrs. However, the pistols are able to quickly and efficiently condense solid bursts of mana and they allow a magus to rapidly fire off deadly Gandr blasts with minimal concentration and mana usage. The pistols' magazines were cartridges filled with powerful mana-rich gems.

As for what they can do? It's better to just show off these puppies anyways.

I charged mana in my pistols and shot a volley of lightning-infused Gandrs towards a wave of the Hands. Soon enough, those Hands were caught in the blast zone of a miniature storm.

"Shirogane Art: Lightning Burst!" I yelled out and channeled my mana as the miniature storm exploded once more in a bigger explosion.

"Oh! Master, you really make me jealous with those guns of yours!" Mordred whined out as she picked up Clarent from the Arm it was lodged in initially. "You gotta let me try them out some day." As if a bright idea appeared in her head she said "Ah, I know! I'll let you borrow Clarent here."

I quickly flashed Mordred a smirk of my own. "As if! I can't even use Clarent for fuck's sake, Mordred!"

As Mash bashed away an Arm, she chided me as she pouted. "M-master! Watch your language!"

Ah whoops, can't swear too much in front of my eggplant kouhai. Emiya and Raikou wouldn't let me hear the end of it if Mash told them.

Eventually, we were able to clear the forest of those Hands and we promptly collected the golden Embers. As per usual, these fiery chunks brimmed with a ton of mana.

I wiped my sweating forehead with my arm. "Whew! Good job today everyone! We certainly gathered a bountiful harvest."

Everyone nodded in agreement as we sat down on the grassy field and rested.

Jeanne sat next to Mordred and lightly punched her on the arm.

"Fufu ~ You aren't bad at all, Pendragon. You fight like the rough and rogue knight you are, for sure."

Mordred flashed a fanged grin at her fellow warrior. "Heh, you certainly scorched those bastards to the ground, country girl."

Afterwards, Jeanne looked at me. "You've certainly got more bite now, Master. I never really expected you to be able to fight off these monsters on your own."

I scratched the back of my head sheepishly. I certainly didn't expect some roundabout praise from Jeanne.

Soon enough, we stood up and left for Chaldea with our Embers in tow.

As Mash set up our way back to the base, Jeanne waited for the others to walk ahead and pulled me to the side.

"Oh? J-jeanne? What is it?"

She looked at me with disinterest etched in her face.

"Master, it appears I seem to have misjudged the limitations to your uselessness. To think you can run in the battlefield with such gusto. Fufufu~, maybe you do have the makings of a cold blooded savage?"

She appears to be seeing me in a better light.

"Well, I can't be the wimp Master that just hangs back and lets his Servants do all the fighting forever, heh." I laughed a bit sheepishly at the end.

"Hmph. Don't get me wrong, you still have a long way to go, weirdo. Just don't get yourself so frenzied in battle that you trip and die on the first man's eager blade." She roughly poked at my chest. "It would make it dreadfully painful for me to be here in Chaldea if I was just left alone with that pathetic saint, after all."

Within that harsh tone of hers, I sensed a genuine trace of concern and worry. Huh, even when she's such a harsh witch, she's still Jeanne d'Arc at the core.

"Heh, I won't disappoint you, Jea-"

She gestured for me to stop with her hand.

"Just call me J'Alter, nitwit. I regret being associated with that smiling saintess, and I don't want you to confuse me with her. Just call me by that name from now on."

As she said this, she crossed her arms then glanced away from my line of sight.

I smiled back at her.

"I won't disappoint then, J'Alter."

Blooper: Not in Front of the Child!

In due time, we came back to Chaldea.

The Ember farming quest went without a hitch and hell, Jeanne even got along with Mordred. So, it's been a good and progressive day, in short.

Man, I'm really tired though.

"Fuck, I'm tired." I said out of the blue as we walked out of the summoning area.

I suddenly felt a strong nudge from Mordred.

I turned to look at her worried face and she mouthed out to me. 'Master, 12 o'clock. You're probably in deep shit'.

I glanced at my other Servants and everyone save for Jeanne gave me similarly worried looks.

I looked in front of me and saw a small white haired girl full of cheer.

"Mommy! Welcome back! We missed you so much ~"

Uh oh, Jack is here. Shit, did she hear me?

I sheepishly lowered myself so that I could carry the pocket-sized serial killer in my arms.

As I carried her, I decided to play it safe for now.

"Jack! Mommy missed you a lot! What did you do today?"

"Mmm! Jack played with Nursery Rhyme and Big Sis Tamamo and Jeanne today!"

Whew, I think I'm in the clea-

A curious look on her face, the little Assassin innocently asked me the million QP question.

"Mommy? What does 'fuck' mean?"

What have I done…?

Damn it! Emiya and Raikou-Mommysan are gonna kill me for this.

Scratch that, I'd rather get scolded by Emiya! The last time I swore in front of Jack or Abigail, Raikou smacked me so hard with a paper fan that I ended up flying into the next room.

"Ah ah, Jack, don't say that! It's a word for grown-ups!"

As I panicked about it, I looked towards my other Servants for help.

Hokusai seems to have run off towards her room and left a hastily scribbled note on the floor which read: 'Masta, while I don't pray to anyone, I suggest that you start doing so right now. With love, Oui ~'

Mordred seems to have summoned her cat out of nowhere and hastily dragged Mash with her as they went off to play with her feline pet and Fou.

As Mordred and Mash quickly walked off towards the common room, they both gave me shaky smiles and thumbs ups. As if wishing my luck for the misfortune that would befall me later on.

J'Alter appears to have realized the context of the situation and smiled cruelly at my misfortune.

"Tsk, tsk, the good and heroic Master corrupting the minds of the youth. I can see why the other Servants abandoned ship just now, fufufu ~."

I looked over at J'Alter with an exasperated look.

"J-J'Alter! Help me out here! Tell Jack that they can't say that word!"

The raven clad girl walked over closer to us.

Jack looked at her as she neared us.

"Oh! Mommy, is this Big Sis Jeanne's sister? She looks pretty like her too!" Jack practically chirped out her innocent remarks towards the Avenger.

"Child, don't compare me to that 'Big Sis' of yours. I am vastly different from that naive bumpkin you hang around with." She said in a seething tone.

"Bumpkin? Hey, don't call Big Sis any names!" Jack pouted as she said this.

"Say, Jack is it? There was a certain word your dear 'Mommy' was telling you not to say." Jeanne said this as she pretended to be in thought. "What word was it again? I actually forgot about the word, fufu~"

Oh, I am so getting back at you for this, you edgy saint.

"Ah! The word was…" Jack seemed to ponder over it and soon enough she remembered. "Mommy said 'fuck'! Big sis, what does 'fuck' mean?"

"Not helping, J'Alter!" I said even more stressed out and exasperated.

J'Alter just laughed even more at my current misfortune.

As if my luck was just as bad as Cu's, a very familiar voice brought me to my senses.

"Oh? Master, you're back already! You should've told me as soon as you got here. I would've prepared you a fresh batch of nikujaga."

I saw the rather chipper face of Emiya as he walked towards us.

It seems that he just came from the kitchen, considering that he seems to have put away his usual red coat and appears to be wearing a lion themed apron.

Ah right, that was Artoria's gift for hi-

Wait a minute! I don't have time to be thinking about that right now!

Shit, just play it cool, me.

"A-ah, Emiya, sorry about that. We just got back and we're really tired too."

He nodded at me as a response.

"Ah, Jeanne. How was your first time farming for Embers? Oui is easy enough to get along with and… well, Mordred's rough but she's quite nice and peppy."

J'Alter seemed to be taken aback a bit at Emiya's doting.

"Heh, there's no need to worry about me, Archer. I am perfectly fine enough without your doting, you know?"

The Archer Servant just lightly laughed.

"Hey! Big Bro !" Jack called to Emiya in her chipper tone.

"Ah, Jack? I didn't notice you there for a bit. I suppose your Presence Concealment is as good as ever, hm?"

The little Assassin nodded eagerly, then she got out of my arms to walk to Emiya.

Uh oh.

"Big Bro , I heard a new word from Mommy!" The little Assassin chirped out.

Emiya seems to have caught on immediately and looked at me suspiciously.

"Ah is that so? What word did your Mommy tell you?"

"Mommy said "Fuck!" when he got back here just now." Jack looked up at Emiya with her innocent puppy eyes. "Mommy told me I can't say 'cause it's a grown up word. Is that right, Mommy?"

Emiya got on his knee and faced the Assassin.

"Ah, well, Jack, it's a really bad word and you can't use that, okay? Otherwise…"

The Archer looked at me with a stern motherly look, which quickly shifted back into a gentler look for the child-like Assassin.

"Hmph, Jack? I think I saw Nursery Rhyme with Big Sis Tamamo playing with some fox familiars in the common room. Why don't you go run along and play with those little furballs?"

Jack seems to have taken the bait.

"Uwa! I'll go there right away then, Mommy!"

Emiya gave her a smile and handed her a small lunchbox with freshly made snacks and drinks.

"Take this with you, Jack. I made you some cookies and cut you up some fruits to share with Nursery and Big Sis Tamamo."

Jack took the lunch box with much glee.

"Thank you so much, Big Bro !" She walked over and gave me a hug. "I'll see you later, Mommy! We'll play lots, okay?"

Gee, I sure wish I could do so right now, Jack.

Soon enough, she happily ran off towards the common room with her snacks in tow.

"Master."

I looked at Emiya, who seems to have used his magecraft to create a massive paper fan.

Good Lord, I'm not getting out of this unscathed.

I looked over at J'Alter who was just watching the whole spectacle wholly amused while munching away on an apple slice that Jack handed her before she left.

Yeah, I am definitely screwed now.

"Emiya ~ It was an accident! It just slipped out of my mouth, I swear!"

The white haired Archer sighed as he walked closer towards me with that fan of his.

"Master, you know exactly our rule about cursing around Jack, Abigail, and Nursery Rhyme. I've told you and the other Servants about this many times already." He said this as he started charging up his mana circuits.

"I'm sorry-!"

"TRACE ON!"

I saw the light as Emiya whacked me on the head with a paper fan bearing the strength of a solid warhammer.

Well, I didn't expect to go to sleep like this.

Miraculously, I was pulled out of my Limbo quite soon as Emiya picked me up from the floor and then patted my head as he gently put me in a nearby chair.

"Good grief, you really are a troublemaker, Master."

"I'm sorry."

Emiya looked over me and gently cleaned my recently hit head with a handkerchief.

"Come on then, Master. I'll go cook you two up some nikujaga for dinner tonight. You two deserve the food and rest after all."

I am truly glad now that it was Emiya who caught me in the act of breaking the anti-swearing rule around Jack and Nursery Rhyme.

I looked at Emiya as he gave me a gentle smile.

"Y-yeah!" I said this as I cried tears of joy at his maternal visage.

J'Alter looked over with Emiya's face and strangely wondered why she felt the need to treat this man like her mother.

Is this man an Archer-class Servant?

I truly think this Mother-class Servant is a whole other league on his own.

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The Mother Class Servant has to be a thing one of these days ~

That said, RNGesus, please give me Onee-san of Orleans in one of these gachas.

Just so I can have the Double Jeanne Team.

Please. :(