Closest to what may be called city limits is where in Unisberg that families and the middle class gather. Oak wood housing, a picturesque neighborhood you may find in the United States, a maze of one to two storied homes that tie up towards a school, community pool and so on.
Saturday afternoons were the typical kind in a closely knit community, the children would play their video games at each other's homes, if not ride their bikes. Parents would gather to drink and talk about the week's events and the dinners to be had. All the same could be said for the third Master of Unisberg, though his household situation was a bit more chaotic than most parents of five.
"This is totally the one! Like, he's absolutely dreamy!"
Suzuka Gozen, this particular Master's Saber, was scanning through a number of men's model magazines in her room upstairs with the resident Assassin Kama.
"Ugh, all this talk of love, wouldn't it be easier to just pick a guy and fool around?" Kama remarks. Kama though a love goddess herself cannot help but have mixed feelings on the matter. Is her passion and pain inducing antics truly love?
"Ew, that's like being a slut, I am not that kinda girl ya' know. Oh! Let's go to the mall! I'm sure I can find the man of my dreams there!"
"But didn't you go to the mall last weekend in search of men?"
"Yeah, but like that's not today! Who knows who might show up, YKWM."
"Sigh, I suppose there's nothing like young love to meddle with...."
And with that the two girls, one dressed in Japanese school girl inspired attire and the other in shorts with a hoodie, leave the room and head downstairs.
"O-Oushi-san! Kama and I are goin' to the mall!"
"Alright! Try not to stab anyone Kama!" The Master calls out in response.
"Whatever...," Kama says as she exits the house with her fox housemate.
In the backyard was Master Julius, prepping the grill with someone that's something of a sister-in-law in the making. Julius despite his burnt sandy skin, combed back black wavy curls and well not being of Japanese descent, Suzuka didn't waste time changing his last name Bull into something "cuter" as she claimed. The Third Master happily accepted the change as he prefers a familial relationship with his Servants, and conducts himself with said ties in mind.
"Agh, come on! It'll be a lot faster if I just light the suckers up here and now."
"No thanks, this meat is too expensive to be chimney coals," Julius speaks to none other than the Avenger, Jeanne D'arc Alter or Jalter for convenience's sake. It took a minute for the name to stick but Jeanne managed to spin it as some name of endearment, although she'd never say.
"Tch, just hurry it up, I'm starting to get hungry," Jalter rolls her eyes and taps her foot aggressively.
"Julius! The salad is done!"
The woman of this strange family steeped in mischief and misconduct makes her appearance. Jeanne D'Arc steps out into the backyard with a big bowl in her hands bringing it over to the table under the small pavilion. Julius and Jeanne fancied themselves a couple several months after their encounter at the local library. Master Julius had been considered to be a rather lucky man, but that luck ended with Jeanne when it comes to servants. Since Jeanne, all his other servants have had an "evil" disposition though he doesn't seem to mind all too much. It's these two that try to manage the others in a respectable manner, between their good intentions and in Julius's case mischievous counter attacks!
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FanficThree Masters reside in the bustling city of Unisburg, full of colorful people and of course Heroic Spirits! Each Master lives their life dealing with their homes full of Servants and mayhem in an attempt to find an equilibrium that works for them.