Type-Moon Assassination Fist 154
by TINY FAN FICTIONType-Moon Assassination Fist 154
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 154 Scorching Emotions
A bundle of Matou Shinji, resembling a mochi-like doll, was tossed onto the floor and wriggled like a worm.
“Souichirou-sama, why did you grab him?” Medea (Caster) pulled off her cloak, revealing her elf-like features.
“I still have unfinished business with him; he shouldn’t die.”
When Kuzuki arrived at Homunhara Academy, he lacked Assassination Points and went to Shinto to hunt a Corpse PersonMonster. He had asked Matou Shinji to help find the Magus who created Corpse Persons, but the payment hadn’t been given yet.
Matou Shinji was still useful; he was after all the head of the Matou family and knew some about Zouken and the Holy Grail War Intelligence.
Kuzuki knew the general plot of the Holy Grail War but wasn’t familiar with its specifics. For him, (fate) was something from 20-30 years ago; he couldn’t remember many details or inside information.
“Umm… umm!”
Matou Shinji struggled to tear off the cloth covering his mouth, gasping heavily: “Kuzuki Souichirou! You really are a Magus; Caster’s Master is you!”
“You can ask me anything, Matou. I have some things I need to ask you.”
“You promise not to kill me, and make that woman release her grip on him.”
Medea (Caster) scowled, tossing her head, and the Mana ribbon binding Matou Shinji tightened, leaving him gasping like a dying dog.
After subduing Matou Shinji, Medea (Caster) finally released her grip.
Matou Shinji immediately looked relieved and crawled up from the floor, sneaking behind Kuzuki to hug his thighs, gasping: “I surrender! I surrender! This Holy Grail War, I’m quitting this time; don’t kill me!”
“No one said you had to kill him, Matou. Tell me everything you know about the Holy Grail War.”
“…That’s it. Sakura/Cherry is the rider’s Master; the False Servant Book has been destroyed, and I have no connection with the Holy Grail War; you can’t kill me.”
Matou Shinji spilled everything that had recently happened and waited nervously for Kuzuki to respond.
He realized that only Kuzuki didn’t want to kill him. If he fell into Medea (Caster)’s hands, it would be a death sentence; she might extract his soul or turn him into a zombie…
After hearing Matou Shinji’s story, Kuzuki discovered that he knew little about the Holy Grail War and that what Matou Shinji said was mostly already known to him.
However, as Matou Shinji continued to provide information, some details buried in his memory began to resurface.
Zouken had made the shattered fragments of the Holy Grail from the Fourth Holy Grail War into Magic Crests and hidden them within Sakura’s body. This Magic Crest was Zouken’s Main Body, and on a World Line, he summoned the True Assassin and secretly controlled everything, turning Matou Sakura into a black Holy Grail and almost winning the war.
Medea (Caster) waved her hand, and Matou Shinji lost his grip, sliding down Kuzuki’s leg and unconscious.
“Souichirou-sama, what should we do with this individual?”
“Just lock him up; don’t kill him.”
Thus, Medea (Caster) summons a shadow pocket and swallows Matou Shinji from Unconscious. After dealing with Matou Shinji’s affairs, her face turns red as she walks beside Kuzuki.
She summoned many Dragon Tooth Soldiers today, which consumed a lot of Mana, so……
She needs to supplement Mana.
Kuzuki notices this and raises his hand to cut open his finger to bleed. However, Medea (Caster) instinctively lifts her slender white hand and grabs Warmth’s powerful hand with it.
“I’m not a vampire, so obtaining Mana this way is very inefficient, Souichirou-sama. I know… a more effective way to suppress magic…”
Medea (Caster)’s voice is sweet and sultry, her eyes gradually losing focus as her burning face draws closer to Kuzuki.
A faint aroma drifts into Kuzuki’s nose, causing his heart to beat uncontrollably.
He wanted to push Medea (Caster) away but couldn’t find a reason to do so. He wanted to continue this way but felt a slight resistance within him.
Medea (Caster) likes him, perhaps even more than that. In any case, she feels something for him. However, Kuzuki doesn’t feel the same way about her. He himself cannot explain his feelings for Medea (Caster), though he does admit to a strange sensation in his heart, which is not love.
Just as Kuzuki is lost in thought, two soft, wet lips suddenly kiss him, exhaling warm Breath over him. The sweet aroma of Breath fills the air.
After a light kiss, his ears turn red, but Medea (Caster) still courageously lifts her head and fixes her intense gaze on Kuzuki.
“Souichirou……”
How should he respond? Kuzuki cannot think. His mind feels rusted, unable to function properly. His proud self-control and patience have now failed him.
Medea (Caster) leans her entire delicate body against Kuzuki’s chest, wrapping her arms around him and gripping his neck.
She lifts her beautiful, tempting face, using both hands to forcefully kiss Improving on Kuzuki.
This time, Kuzuki felt a reaction. He stiffly opens his arms and lightly wraps them around Medea (Caster)’s waist, returning the kiss with a response.
Kuzuki did not feel any romantic desire; kissing was just a physical exchange of fluids, part of a ritual…
The tangled tongues exchanged each other’s fluids, and due to the Contract’s strength, their Mana flowed between them. Most of it came from Medea (Caster) taking Kuzuki’s Strength.
The Contract evenly divides their “Mana,” filling Medea (Caster)’s body with abundant Mana instantly. Their minds and spirits completed their communication in this moment, allowing her to clearly sense Kuzuki’s emotions.
After sensing Kuzuki’s seemingly passionate demeanor but his cold inner heart, Medea (Caster)’s intense desire gradually calms down.
A long time later……
“What’s wrong? Souichirou.”
“Medea (Caster)…” Kuzuki’s voice is slightly hoarse.
“So, you’re saying it’s not good enough…” Medea (Caster) sighed softly,
“Then let’s just stop here. Your Mana has been supplemented already.”
Medea (Caster) released her grip on Kuzuki, sitting back in a duck-like posture with her side profile of a crimson face saying: “Am I doing something wrong?”
“I understand your intentions, but…”
Her delicate fingers blocked Kuzuki’s lips as Medea (Caster) bit her lip and said: “I’ll wait… as long as Souichirou wants, anytime.”
Despite her Distorted personality, once she decides, she will go all out for that man. Even though their time together wasn’t very long, it was enough to see the true nature of an individual—a silent and honest, reliable man.
Just like Cupid’s arrow hitting her heart, Medea (Caster) couldn’t hide her feelings for Kuzuki. Her emotions overflow naturally.
Despite calming down, the Atmosphere in the room remained vibrant and alive.
The sound of their Breathing was clear and audible as they sat in perfect silence.
If this continues, she won’t be able to hold back much longer.
But she doesn’t want to show any bad side in front of him. Until Kuzuki responds to her feelings, she’ll just have to suppress herself, endure it, and wait…
Realizing this, Medea (Caster) transforms into a Spirit with a sweetly complex contradiction in her heart, disappearing as countless light points.
Even though she seemed to leave, Kuzuki knew Medea (Caster) hadn’t gone far. She was still within the same room.
After sitting quietly for a while, he broke tradition by not entering the Assassination BookSpace for training and instead lay down to rest.
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