Otherwise, you can find another savior.

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"So, what do you need my help with now?" tide Jian asked again.

“Shi’s daughter has been sick for the past few days, and tonight her condition suddenly worsened. It’s hard to find a doctor here,” Chengzi said. “She came to me about it, wanting to see if I could help alleviate the symptoms.”

Ryougi Shiki was an employee of Touko's Garan no Dou in the past. She basically didn't ask about Touko's identity as a magician, but she did know that she knew some unconventional methods.

"As luck would have it, you're good at healing wounds with magic, but healing illnesses is completely beyond your capabilities?" tide Jian understood.

Orange nodded: "After all, it's better to find a deity who is good at healing and saving lives than for me to act randomly."

"I only said I had this intention, but it hasn't happened yet." tide Jian was amused.

“That’s something that will happen sooner or later.” Orange pushed up her glasses. “I’m very interested in the direction you’ll take in the future.”

"I just can't do anything with you."

Chatting and laughing all the way, Orange led Shio to the Ryougi family's room.

She had been chatting with the Ryougi couple here when their daughter, Ryougi Mina, suddenly started feeling unwell. So, out of concern for her, Touko went to find Shiomi for help.

Shiomi examined Ryougi Mina briefly and confirmed that it was just a seasonal illness. In addition, the hot spring inn itself was located in an environment full of spiritual obstacles, which caused the young girl's condition to worsen and become unstable.

After the intervention was carried out using her powers, Mina's condition has subsided. With proper rest, she will make a full recovery tomorrow.

"It's all over now."

After finishing her treatment, Shiomi returned to the living room with the others and said this.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Shiomi." Kanya smiled gently, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shiomi. "I'm so sorry to trouble you so late."

tide Jian took the teacup: "Don't worry about it. I'm a father too, and I know how it feels when your child is sick. Besides, it was Orange who asked me to do this, so I'll help as much as I can."

“That’s exactly what I mean, Kurogiri.” Orange said with a smile, “You guys were lucky to run into this guy this time. If it were just me, I probably could only get some magic potions or something to let the little girl sleep and recover.”

Shi looked at Orange: "Orange's potions... are still not as reassuring as the doll's."

"Besides, I'm no longer Kurokiri," Mikiya reminded him.

"Sorry, sorry, I've forgotten about this since we haven't seen each other for a while." Orange rested her chin on the back of her hand and looked at the Ryougi couple opposite her. "Although we said back then that if we were worried, we should keep an eye on her 24 hours a day, the final answer was marriage, which is a reasonable result."

Kanya gave a helpless smile: "It's Orange who's really something. She left without even saying goodbye, and the agency is all empty."

"It must be tough for you to keep up with Orange's habits, Mr. Shiomi?" Shiki asked Shiomi, teasing Orange.

“For a magician, innate attributes influence their style of dealing with people.” Shio put down his teacup, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Orange’s fingertips. “Orange is like the wind, coming and going unpredictably. Trying to stay by the wind’s side forever, or trying to keep the wind by your side forever, are both undesirable choices.”

Orange laughed heartily: "That's exactly how it is. Just like I don't need to worry about you, you don't need to worry about me either."

"More than worry, I'm surprised," Kanya said. "There are occasions like this where someone is by Ms. Orange's side."

"Yes. I thought that maybe Orange would only consider this kind of question after the world is destroyed," Shiki said with a smile.

Orange murmured softly, repeating the same words: "The world is going to be destroyed...?"

It seems that's really the case.

Only when the world before her eyes turns to a pale white expanse will she consider staying. Even if the future of humanity and the world is destined for destruction, at least when she perishes, she will no longer be alone.

"It was just a joke. It would be a little strange to take it too seriously." Kanya thought Touko was bothered by it.

Orange shook her head: "No, I just suddenly thought that if the world were to end tomorrow, your choices wouldn't be surprising at all."

"Does this mean the world is really going to end?" Shi asked, half-jokingly.

"Perhaps by today, this world has been destroyed countless times, yet it has been saved countless times in secret. Humans who live in the surface world cannot perceive this fact, which is why they can continue to live in peace." As Orange said this, the corner of her eye fell on the back of Shiomi's hand.

The seemingly romantic statement also made the Ryougi couple realize that the orange was still the same orange.

These minor changes are nothing to be surprised or astonished by.

Even if the next meeting is many years later, we can still easily catch up.

After a cup of tea, Shio and Touko got up to say goodbye, politely declining the offer of payment from the Ryougi couple.

However, Orange stepped out of the room a step later than Shio.

Before leaving the room, she said to Shi with a hint of helplessness:

“Scrutinizing strangers with your magic eyes from behind is not a good habit, Shiki.”

"I'm very sorry, but I was a little worried about letting Mina interact with strangers, so I just observed her based on my intuition." Shiki apologized frankly. "However, Orange's boyfriend is really... unbelievable."

"It's certainly unbelievable."

Orange didn't ask what she saw, but quietly closed the door and came out to follow Shio, who was waiting for her in front of the corridor.

Because the orange knows the answer.

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can see the death of all things, and the lines formed by death.

But for him, who had overcome the concept of death, those demonic eyes were nothing but a blank sheet of paper.

That's it.

Qixi Festival Special Extra: Summer Memories Lu

1995, summer.

Fuyuki, located by the sea, gets quite hot in the summer, but fortunately, the sea breeze blows ashore at night, making the temperature a little cooler.

A summer festival is held every year at the end of August.

This is why Morgan chose to stay in this era, as a nominal wife but in reality a servant, to participate in the Japanese-style summer festival.

"Is it not ready yet, my husband?"

Standing in front of the mirror, with her yukata slightly open, revealing her fair and full breasts, Morgan stretched her arms out to her sides and asked Shiomi behind her with some concern.

It wasn't that he was doing anything wrong; he was simply helping Morgan put on a bathrobe.

Unlike the yukatas worn at hot spring inns, this type of clothing, which has the nature of formal wear, is most troublesome when wearing, especially since the wearer cannot do it alone. In addition, Morgan had no experience wearing yukatas and could not rely on a clone.

Therefore, she could only leave it to Xijian to complete.

However, the complexity of the clothes slightly exceeded Morgan's expectations, and she also felt a little tired from keeping her arms flat all the time.

"Don't worry, it'll be ready soon."

As she spoke, tide Jian tightened her grip slightly and tied the belt into a neat knot. Then she straightened up, patted the belt, and indicated that it was on.

"Morgan's figure is so outstanding that it's not easy for her to wear a kimono."

“Of course, your wife is the most beautiful woman in the world; you must always remember that.” Morgan smiled with satisfaction.

tide Jian then pulled her around and tightened her loose collar slightly: "So now we need to close the collar, otherwise outsiders will see the beautiful view."

"No one but you will see this." Morgan lowered her arms. "Is this all there is to it? I thought it would be more complicated."

"It's already complicated enough, what are you still expecting?" tide Jian asked.

“I read in a book that there is another style of kimono called the twelve-layered kimono,” Morgan said slowly.

Shio paused in adjusting her collar. "That is indeed cumbersome. It's only worn once, during festivals or weddings... Do you want to wear it?"

After all, there was no formal wedding; it was just a fake identity for citizenship, making it easier to travel around the world, especially in the future when going to London. Having a formal identity can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

“I’m somewhat interested.” Morgan’s eyes held a knowing smile.

He looked both serious and teasing.

“Is that so?” Shiomi was already used to her style. “Then let me tell you another custom: when women wear yukata, they don’t actually wear underwear.”

"Oh?" Morgan raised an eyebrow slightly, her brows as pale as distant mountains. "Does my husband wish for me to wear nothing under my yukata?"

"It has nothing to do with whether I want it or not."

“But I already know that this so-called custom is actually entirely dependent on personal preference and is not a real rule.” Morgan leaned close to Shiomi’s ear and exposed his joke.

tide Jian could only slowly raise her hand in surrender: "Fine, so you already knew."

“I’ll count this as a point. I look forward to my husband’s next piece of trivia.” Morgan pinched Shiomi’s chin, slowly moved closer, and prepared to kiss her.

To be honest, since returning to this era as a Servant, she has been constantly suppressing her overwhelming emotions.

Seeing Shiomi, who was still somewhat naive but trying her best to be a mature adult, made Morgan feel as if the softest part of his heart had been touched.

As Shio unsurprisingly falls in love with her, who is a Servant, Morgan no longer needs to maintain much of a reserved demeanor in their daily interactions.

He held her shoulders, ready to receive the kiss.

But it was interrupted by a light knock on the door.

There are two children in the family.

Morgan didn't feel disturbed because she loved the two children very much and wanted to hold them in her arms and cherish them the moment she saw them.

Morgan couldn't get enough of hearing them call themselves "Mother" even after hearing it several times.

It's just that it's more formal than calling Shio-mi "Dad".

This also shows respect for the identity of "Morgan the Great Witch".

Even without blood ties, Morgan understood that she could become a close family with the two children.

However, it will take a long time for Sakura to grow into someone as composed and meticulous as she is.

Morgan was happy to watch them grow up during this time, collecting all these memories that were originally his own, like picking up seashells from the ocean.

"Dad, Mom, when can we leave?"

With Shiomi's permission, Sakura and Karen opened the door.

They also wore yukatas, but theirs were lighter and simpler than Morgan's, reflecting the development of the times.

There was no complicated sash, the hem of the yukata just went past the knees, and on her feet were a pair of light wooden clogs.

Cherry blossoms are pinkish-purple, and Karen is white.

They could put on their clothes without Shiomi or Morgan's help.

Because they were going to play around at the festival, they chose a style that was easier to move around in.

“It’s about time. If we go too late, we might not find a parking spot.” tide Jian casually straightened Morgan’s collar and said to her, “The children are getting impatient. Shall we go?”

"Don't you need to change into a yukata before that?" Morgan asked.

“Driving is inconvenient,” Shiomi shrugged.

He was the only member of the family who hadn't changed into a yukata, and was dressed in light summer clothes.

Morgan casually grabbed his slightly pale arm, its well-defined muscles prompting him to play with it for a while.

Karen then suggested, "How about we use teleportation magic to fly there directly?"

"No, no, magicians must maintain their mystique and avoid being exposed to ordinary people," Sakura quickly reminded Kallen. "This is a fundamental quality of a magician!"

Upon hearing this, Karen gave a look of disdain: "Magic... isn't it just about using better tools?"

"That's true, but suddenly appearing near the summer festival venue would scare ordinary people."

"Wouldn't that be better?" Karen was somewhat anticipating the reactions of those around her.

"No good." tide Jian kept laughing.

Shiomi picked up Karen and reached out to hold Sakura's hand, but saw that Morgan had already taken Sakura's hand. So he took Sakura's other hand and they walked out of the house together.

I got into the car parked at the garage entrance.

Sakura immediately stopped teasing Kallen and instead asked about something else shyly: "Um... Dad, will I be able to see..."

“Rin from the Tohsaka family will also go to the summer festival with her parents.” Shiomi understood and naturally told her, “Once you meet them, feel free to go with them if you want.”

"Ok!"

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The summer festival venue is located in the suburbs upstream of the Mien River, which flows through Fuyuki and into the sea.

There are existing areas and spaces on both sides of the river, which have become the fixed venues for the Fuyuki Summer Festival, and the festival gets more lively every year.

Although there was an unexpected incident in Miwakawa last winter due to the Holy Grail War, it was handled properly in the end, allowing the Church of Christ and the Mage's Association to complete the cleanup smoothly.

More than half a year has passed, and no one in Fuyuki remembers what happened there.

As usual, everyone enjoyed this year's summer festival.

As expected, they encountered the Tohsaka family on the riverbank. The three little girls quickly gathered together, chatting and laughing, and headed towards the various stalls set up along the riverside path.

Tohsaka Aoi quickly followed to prevent the three of them from getting separated from the adults.