The Delinquent's Grand Order

The Demonic Capital: Rashomon

Irisviel didn't take long to strike conversation with Artoria. It was a new experience for Artoria, having memories of something she had no recollection doing. A hint of awkwardness that was mostly saved by the positivity that Artoria felt being able to interact with Irisviel again. She had a Master in the past, one she could very well support again.

"Well... looks like we have a new Caster Pseudo Servant fit and ready to perform!" Romani called out whilst Olga looked less thrilled. Not annoyed at extra support but all the work that would be put onto her after all of this.

A much-needed rubbing of her hair. "I swear, he has a habit to keep on making new magic stuff come out of nowhere and really make this Grand Order difficult. Why would he even find a way to save memories of a Spirit Origin?!"

"You won't have to worry about it too much, Director. He's already busy in another SIngularity," she commented.

Olga nodding. "I know, I know. Seriously, how do so many Singularities appear? Does it have to do with the Incineration of Humanity?" Olga muttered, but thinking about such a thing was not a pleasant idea, causing Olga to head off to try and clear her head while she awaited just what mess they might get into in the next Singularity.

***

Cherry blossoms came over Keiji, Mash and Yu. "Any idea where we are?" Yu asked, knowing that Keiji was Japanese, so this would be more of his expertise.

"Well, there's a lot of places that have cherry blossoms, not just in Japan. The only two places I could guess that might be most likely would be Osaka or Kyoto," Keiji responded back to Yu, a smile on her face as it almost felt romantic. Being in a vivid scenery with her new husband.

Mash bent down. "Excuse me, are you okay?" she asked.

A great man with golden hair and gleaming sunglasses pulled himself out of the mess. "This is what happens when I end wrestling with bears. I wake up without any clue of where I am; I'd worry Boss Raikou at this rate," he muttered, then looking to see the three Chaldeans present. "Ah, thanks for waking me up."

"It's Mr Golden Kintoki!" Mash called out, with Keiji and Yu smirking at the nickname she gave.

Kintoki looking to like it himself with the own toothy grin he gave. "Golden, eh? I like that, pink-haired shield woman! Golden Kintoki! It's always nice to have a golden greeting!"

'I have a feeling a lot of famous Japanese Heroic Spirits are really going to blow me away in how different they are,' Keiji thought, though he was more than happy to indulge in talk with Kintoki. Not that he directly read much, but the stories of Sakata Kintoki and the like were still very much engraved in his mind. Even more when there was the freedom from school, having quit near the end and not needing it anymore. It'd given him the free time to look into them in greater detail.

With Kintoki added to their supporting cast, he joined them in trying to find the distortion that was their usual duty. Yu's nose twitching. "I don't need to be the one to say it, but the smell is different. I don't have a clue what cherry blossoms are meant to smell like that, but the strength of this..."

"It's like alcohol, right?" Keiji finished, with Yu nodding.

"Alcohol. But so much of this mist covers the area. I suppose this could be in part due to the distortion," Mash summarised.

Kintoki sighed. "Alcohol, huh? Yeah, that doesn't sound like such a good thing," he commented, already thinking about the past.

"I'm guessing it's someone related to your history as a Heroic Spirit," Yu spoke.

"If who I'm thinking of, then yes it is. I really don't want to think they are out here doing whatever they want to do, but this alcohol-infused scent and the type of havoc they would cause. Yeah, that's their way of life," Kintoki said, rushing into the city with the group of them to find it empty, other than drunk citizens and corpses on the street.