True Magician

Chapter 147

Emiya Residence.

In the morning, everyone gathered around the table as usual to eat breakfast and prepare for the day ahead. However, this time it was a little different than usual. The Assassins, Rea-chan, Elaine, Arthur, and Heracles were behaving in their usual manner, but the others...

- "You could put up a closed field to let the rest of us sleep, you know," Archer tsked irritably, Mo-chan nodded in agreement, and the red-haired Artoria lowered her head.

- "Phew. We've got some competition now, Shiro. Why don't we put in more effort?" Medusa began in a seductive tone, to which Archer flinched, steam came out of Artoria's head, and Merlin giggled and gave me a thumbs-up.

- "When should Gil and I expect a little brother, Master?" Enkidu smiled.

- "Pfft," Gil snorted.

- "I'm so jealous," Lancelot muttered sullenly, "And Lady Sanada doesn't give me a chance to prove my feelings to her..."

- "Congratulations, Romani!" Runeas exclaimed, "Who will be your next victim, hmm?"

- "Perverted animal," Griselda spoke up while Irina repeated after Artoria, as did Gabriel, feeding a misunderstanding Gabi.

- "It was so... noisy..." whispered Le Fay, covering her face with her hat.

Morgan looked extremely happy with a perpetual smile on her face, and Tia was beaming with joy. I, on the other hand, was sprawled out on the table with a completely exhausted and skeleton-like body.

To be honest, when I accepted their urges, I didn't expect to ACTUALLY be sucked dry. My stamina rank was only E, but theirs... Morgan alone could be handled somehow, but Tia was a different level. Together they basically didn't stop, and our games lasted until the wee hours of the morning.

Of course, after such VERY long activities I just wanted to go to sleep and not wake up for the next couple or three days, but Morgan had other plans. She wanted to show off her accomplishments in front of Artoria, to show her superiority even in bed, and so she forcibly pulled me out and dragged me to the table. I didn't even have the strength to drink coffee.

- "Can I go to bed now, Morgan?" I asked in an extremely tired voice, "You've already proved everything you wanted to, Artoria."

- "Hmm?" Saber raised her head, her blush gone and her eyes squinted as she looked at Morgan, "Is that so? You wanted to show me your superiority over me? How childish."

- "Childish or not, I'm better," Morgan smirked, "I haven't seen Queen Shirou in the same state as my husband. I wonder why."

- "Here we go again," Archer rubbed his temples.

- "It's just that Shiro is better than Master. C rank stamina is higher than E," Artoria grinned, "Well, what else should I expect from someone like you. You have bad taste in men."

- "Hey! I'm still here, you know!" I mumbled.

- "I don't like where this is going," Archer shook his head.

- "Well, well, well, my husband has two True Magics and the power of a Grand Servant. What can yours do? A pathetic Soul Mirror and that's it, hmm, dear sister?" Morgan smirked, to which Artoria twitched in annoyance, "Also, my husband has promised me a real wedding ceremony. Or didn't you notice the ring on my finger?"

- "I didn't promise anything."

- "And my Soul Mirror isn't pathetic."

- "How naive," Artoria showed the same smirk as Morgan, "Shirou can make me a ring even now, dear sister, it's just not necessary. Why would he do something like that if we truly love each other and not force it?"