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Iri's storehouse
Mirror of Kibisis
Reopening
Persimmon cooking
Rider, bicycle, and the jealous Sakura
The King's clothes are a swimsuit (waterfront king: prologue)
Saber lately
Afternoon light
The battle of today's menu
Sakura-san lately
Fuji-nee's persimmon feast
Towards the "splash"
That past is already
Caster's shopping (hobby edition)
Quo Vadis
Lancer
Lancer's Heaven I
Lancer's Heaven II
Lancer's Heaven III
Wabi-sabi-tsumami
Horn (definitely)
Horn (no echo)
Matou residents
After coming back
Return of the wise man
The big three female Servants' super-battle
Sea of memories
Bridge of eternity - right
Warrior's knowledge
Murder at the Twin Mansion
Spearman at work (flower shop edition)
Her holiday villa
For your forgetful self
Murder at the empty mansion
Caster's delivery
Illya strikes back!
Rider and the sandwich
The light on the way home
Great problem at the archery club
How about a training camp?
Crest fever
Sakura and deluxe lunchbox
Sisters' lunch
Educational guidance
The student council chairman is still going strong.
Let's go for lunch!
Fuji-nee's teacher form
Cat-tiger family rampage
Rin and Mitsuzuri on campus
On the verge of a dream
Plushie
Potato sorrow
Marron pie temptation
Rider, reading, and the jealous Sakura
Light-hearted promise
A guest from 5 years back
The trap of high-class ingredients
Sugar candy teatime
This is not Heaven.
Rider's errand, no return
Cleaning alone
Cleaning with everyone
Caster's shopping (good wife edition)
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 1
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 2
Mimic Tohsaka Lvl 3
Familiar kid
Angel and a diamond
Visitor
Suspicious pair
Makidera and Rin's pendant
Loitering on the way, main road
Towards the cultural festival
Caster's cooking practice
Dowsing housing
100 views of corpses
Respecting the countless servants
Iron and the second button
Gorgon's cellar
Selected for the King
Pool tickets and a threatening letter
What kind of wedding?
Sakura's memories
Autumn, sky, and a golden taste
Because I groom it twice a week
Mitsuzuri visits
Rin and high tech
Three girls one day
Killing and a fancy bear
Persistent cooking Caster
Successor
Bridge on an ordinary night - left
Two detectives
Mitsuzuri's revival
Himuro Kane's inquiry
Smuggling, fishing boat, round-the-world trip
Rin's magic lesson
Invisible servant
Sakura, Mitsuzuri, and the archery club
Mitsuzuri Minori
Snake princess in the evening sun
Lunch with the track-and-field club
Day of the festival
Praying Fuji-nee
Rider investigates
Adventures of Himuro Kane
A samurai and a wild flower
Dragon trance military history (??)
Pool and the Mystic Eyes seal
Penguin-shaped shaved ice machine
Level up?
Tohsaka exploration party
The secret to finger pressure massage is devotion.
Dreaming cooking Caster
Gossip between the two
Anachro-analog Rin
Border
Adventures around the maid
Sakura and Caster, united edition
Shin-chan and the sea
Blue Panther vs. Black Panther
Big trouble! The ancient legend of the resurrected supreme king inscribed in stone
Big pursuit! Two teachers, an elf, and an apprentice
Flip-flop 2
Flip-flop 3
School maid
On the way home
Crosswords and shogi problems
Training camp, approval
Justice and the kitten
That night: ghost stories
Curse collector
National treasure
A cat, a priest, and a stubborn teacher
Rin at the temple
monster
Ath nGabla
Final night
Good night
Hero of the bath
Sisters' crisis
The future is now
Airmail
Emiya massage
Quartet overture
Stray tiger
Dead Bridge (I)
Dead Bridge (II)
The things that suit Rider
In London
Peace and quiet (I)
Peace and quiet (II)
Peace and quiet (III)
Peace and quiet (1)
Peace and quiet (2)
Peace and quiet (3)
Ritual window
Kagetsu Tohya
Awakening (fake)
Awakening (not yet)
Silver thread
Decisive battle
Temple guardian
End of the four nights
Cruel teacher
One last drink
Execution appreciated
Those that give and take
The shore where he stayed
Choice sake - proof of the wild
Streets at night (patrol)
Streets at night (battle)
Haunted mansion
Tohsaka's advice
Haunted night
Good night - Illya
Good night - winter
No trespassing
Ghost Gossip
Ghost Gossip Glamorous
Hotel Einzbern
Memory
Twilight castle
Not yet
Reopening
A moment in the morning
Rin comes back
Wish.
Sisters' summer (apple)
Sisters' summer (lemon)
Medical medicine
A siblings' game
Waterfront king
Heaven's dress
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unlimited blade works
heaven's feel
Caren I
Caren II
Caren III
Caren IV
Caren V
Caren (?)
Spider ladder
Spiral ladder
Reverse Moon
Holy Grail
Heaven's Feel Backnight 1 (church)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 2 (rooftop)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (Dialogue Möbiuslink)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (out on the town)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 3 (love)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 4 (Endless)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 5 (Void)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 6 (arm)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 6 (church)
Heaven's Feel Backnight 7 (Cradle Hollow)
Chaldea
Accel/Zero Order
Unlimited raise/dead
Let's Tell a Tale of World Salvation
7 - Heaven's Feel Backnight 2 (out on the town) (cont.)
BAZETT: W-Why are you bringing this up? We are not talking about my taste in men! I was only thinking about the difference between you and another Heroic Spirit.
AVENGER: Now look, that’s the same thing as talking about men. The most important thing when looking for a familiar is the user’s personal tastes, so normally a female Master would summon a hot stud, right? Ah. What, you wanted to summon a woman? …...Now that’s deep stuff. Never woulda guessed that manly suit was for business and pleasure.
BAZETT: I don’t let personal feelings interfere with my work. I made my contract with you because it was the correct cause of action. Feelings towards the other sex are irrelevant to that. ...However, I do admit that I said something misleading. Yes, I did have feelings of attachement to a particular Heroic Spirit.
AVENGER: Yep, keep going. If you’re going to admit that much, just spill it all out. You’ve got nothing to lose, so let’s just lay it all out in the open, shall we? So, Master. Which Heroic Spirit were you going to summon?
BAZETT: …”Going to summon” is not the right phrase. I had no guarantee that I would be able to summon him, and a part of me did not believe he had really existed.
She starts trailing off.
Must be going over some old memories.
The emotional state of the woman standing in front of me is regressing fast, like she’s berating herself.
AVENGER: Now I get it. Can’t summon a hero you don’t believe in. But, you wanted to meet the guy, huh?
BAZETT: ...Perhaps. It is embarrassing, but I am not sure myself.
...When I was a child. I, ah… I had not been interested in anything. I could not understand what others considered “fun.” Often this put my parents at a loss as to what to do with me. ...Then my father told me, “You go through each day as if it was work.” He always apologized to me with sad eyes.
The ones who suffered had only been my parents, probably. Unable to sense the guilt my father held, I wasted my youth as tediously as ever. The majority of my childhood memories are of plain days like that. ...But, there was one thing that enthralled me. I still don’t know why it alone was special. In the study, I discovered a book that could be found anywhere in the country. Reading those old legends always made me sad.
AVENGER: --Old legends, huh? So that’s it.
Someone she didn’t believe in but still wanted to meet.
One of the many phantasms that young children dream of and forget in maturity, tossed away in great number, huh?
BAZETT: ...Yes. It was only when I was in this fairytale that I could become like other children my age. It was the tale of a hero, one that was vivid even to a child. But the story had an ugly ending. It wasn’t a tale that should be celebrated.
...Yes, they all say it was a story of bravery, but I always saw it as something else. Back then, I thought to myself that I wanted to save him. ...I wondered if it really was okay to wish to save him, even though I couldn’t do anything.
AVENGER: ……………………
To be fair, the desire to “save someone” exists in all human beings, that much I can admit.
Heck, I can even feel it myself.
Now, the definition of “saving” is going to be different from person to person. But as long as that desire is just a wish, it’s not something that others can condemn.
The problem here, though…
(Should it be okay to wish to save him?)
Is that the little girl didn’t understand something that obvious.
There’s Bazett, who turned something that anybody can do into a “wish.”
Then there’s the mythical hero, the only one the little girl looked up to.
AVENGER: --Ha.
I take back the “I’m over it.”
Bastard, next time I meet you, you’re dead meat.
AVENGER: You’re not selfish enough. That’s your wish? That’s a pretty cheap thing to use a Holy Grail on.
Wicked laughter.
Honestly, the idea of using one fairy tale against another is damn amusing.
BAZETT: T-That’s my childhood and nothing more. We were talking about which Heroic Spirit I would choose, yes? If I had a catalyst for that particular hero, that’s the one I’d be inclined to summon. That’s all.
AVENGER: Hahaha, but you ended up summoning a bum like me. You’ve got no luck with men, eh!
Cackling again.
Seriously, she definitely looks like she hasn’t gotten any luck with men.
BAZETT: Avenger. My current desire is to secure the Holy Grail and bring it back to the Association. I have no personal wishes to make with the Grail.
AVENGER: Yeah, I know. You aren’t that resourceful.
After all, you can’t make a wish with something that doesn’t exist.
Zero times anything is still zero.
BAZETT: ...It’s your turn, Avenger. I told you, now you tell me. What is your wish.
AVENGER: Huh?
Nuts, she turned the tables on me.
Actually, like my Master, there’s no wish I want to make using the Holy Grail.
Sadly enough, there’s just one thing that I voluntarily engross myself in these days.
AVENGER: My wish? Hmmm, if I had to choose, I’d say that I want to finish a picture.
Heheheh, she’s looking at me like a clueless idiot.
When we get back to our hideout, she’s going to find that puzzle I was working on and yell at me for a more serious answer.
BAZETT: --Wait. Did you feel a strong burst of magical energy just now?
AVENGER: Sorry, don’t have no magical energy detection. But if you want to know where it came from, I just saw it. Something flashed on the roof of that building.
Bazett is quick to react.
She picks Rach off the ground and, throwing it over her shoulder, runs towards the Center Building without so much as asking me to follow.
Obedient as I am, I chase after Bazett.
...However.
It’s still bugging me. Just what is that?
Bazett is carrying some kind of a tube.
I thought that, surely, there’s a weapon inside, but she didn’t take it with her when that last free-for-all happened.
I can’t help but wonder about this funny container when it’s being carried right in front of me.
AVENGER: Hey, what’s that?
BAZETT: …………
Bazett is looking for the back entrance into the building. From what I can tell, she’s pretty tense.
AVENGER: Oh come oooon, tell me. What is it?
I’m being persistent, too.
BAZETT: --*sigh*...
Maybe my sincerity got through to her. Bazett stops moving and shows me the container.
Length of observation: approximately one minute.
After showing it to me,
BAZETT: Well?
AVENGER: Yeah, I get it. There’s a tea set inside, I bet.
BAZETT: ………………………….
Whoops, pissed her off.
Wrinkles forming on her forehead, she reluctantly takes the lid off.
Several balls plop out.
Size-wise, they are about the same as track and field shots, and about the same mass, I’d guess. Looks like it can hold no more than five, but right now there are only three.
I see, I see. It all makes sense now that she’s shown me what’s inside.
To think she was carrying this relic. I tremble in your presence, Bazett Fraga McRemitz.
By the way…
AVENGER: What’re those?
The mystery had only deepened.
BAZETT: I am not going to dignify you with an explanation. But I’ll have you kow that this is not a tea set, at the very least.
She puts the spheres back inside and remounts the cylinder on her back.
So she won’t explain her trump card to someone she can’t trust, I see.
Moving on.
AVENGER: You sure are a strong one. Got enough muscles in those shoulders to support that chest of yours? For somebody not using them at all, they’re friggin huge, y’know?
I tell her the objective truth, as observed with my keen eyes.
Bazett stops dead in her tracks, turning around slowly, like a rusted doll…
BAZETT: --How charming. Your wittiness is occasionally accurate and daring enough to make me want to murder you.
Now this is more like it.
This is how a Master and Servant should be.
The anger she’s radiating could end up with me dead if she figures I’ll revive anyway.