Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 52

There were really not that many things to do in Chaldea, if you're a Servant anyway.

Kiyohime with a sigh looked at her fan, closed it in her hands, and started thinking.

The Training grounds? Thank you , but no, she was not so muscle headed and aggressive as to fight the rest of the Servants daily. In addition, her Noble Phantasm remained the largest part of her strength. Using it, she could confidently defeat almost any Servant of Anchin. Without it... The situation would be a little bit too precarious for her taste.

The Workshops? Kiyohime did not suffer from excessive love for such things.

The Kitchen? Kiyohime knew how to cook perfectly and if Anchin was within walking distance of the kitchen and the girl, she would not neglect the opportunity to demonstrate this. However, without Anchin, cooking for someone else? Kiyohime's brow scrunched up at that thought.

The Lounges? They were full of all kinds of things - Mozart occupied both the piano and the game systems located there. There's also some other games like billiards and board or card games, but those things was not particularly enjoyable to Kiyohime. Perhaps, again, if the opportunity to play the games had been proposed to her, by Anchin, she would have been glad to have a chance to at least look at one of the many entertainments of this world with her beloved. But without him all of that was pointless.

In total, Kiyohime had few options available for an enjoyable pastime.

Kiyohime looked at her hand, delighting at her perfectly manicured nails, then looked at her white silky skin and beautiful silver hair, after which she shook her head.

The beauty salon was already thoroughly used in all its capabilities. Even if Kiyohime wanted to visit it again - she simply would not have anything to do in the salon, as her appearance was already impeccable.

In other words, Kiyohime literally had nothing to do.

"I'm sure Anchin is now fighting..." - this thought gripped the girl's heart with a steel grip - "For my sake... Without me..."

Just one thought about Anchin made Kiyohime breathe stutter intermittently. This line of thinking is not worth it. He simply cannot bear the thought of making her, Kiyohime, his beloved, fight. He could not even bear the thought that she would be wounded in battle, just as she could not bear the thought that her Anchin was fighting somewhere she cannot reach, in the Singularity.

"Anchin" - Kiyohime sighed again intermittently, after which she wiped away the tears from her eyes with the sleeve of her kimono - "Please... Just come back..."

For a second, Kiyohime was infested by the idea of demanding information about Anchin from the "chief", Olga-Marie, but luckily, as soon as this thought appeared - it subsided - "Those idiots still have not established contact with the Singularity..."

Kiyohime sighed again for the umpteenth time. What carelessness! How could Anchin allow such idiots to be in charge of him! Anchin would be a much better leader - Kiyohime was sure of it.

However, even despite such thoughts, the cruel truth of reality before the eyes of Kiyohime did not rush to disappear.

She just had nothing to do.

The girl sighed again, after which she was deep in thought again. She is not so stupid and vulgar that, like that petty thing, Serenity, to sit in her room for hours and days, staring at the wall. No, she was Anchin's beloved - and even though this Serenity arbitrarily called herself a "wife," Kiyohime knew the truth! - and therefore would not allow her silly behavior to be reflected in her beloved Anchin!