Chapter 84: Haruki hates Arch?

Hassan of Serenity observed the small house from the outside. The smaller the house, the harder her task it’d be to kidnap her target Sakura. If push came to shove, she’d assassinate every person in the home with her poisonous body and then run away with Sakura. Her A+ Rank Agility would be hard to counter by most Heroic Spirits.

But she will not fail for she was a Hassan. Once the leader of the flourishing sect of assassins Hashshashin in Persia.

‘Master didn’t assign a time limit.’

From what she heard, Sakura was important to her corrupted master. Yet her master showed no urgency, even telling her to retreat if things got hairy.

She had time to conduct the first and the most necessary step in every mission.

Reconnaissance.

Information was indispensable to use her trump card, Shapeshifting. The bewitching woman could shift into another person as long as their physique resembled hers. Her goal was to imitate a person close to Sakura and take her away.

Serenity maximized her Presence Concealment and black smoke shrouded her. A+ Rank Presence Concealment made her invisible even to the sharpest of the Heroic Spirits. As long as she didn’t attack, nobody would be able to detect her.

She climbed over the fence and ran circles around the house. The back door creaked open in the cold night as if inviting her inside.

She fearlessly charged into the house.

***

“I made it!” a shout echoed as the Japanese-style sliding door opened with a snap. “Haruki-kun, I finished your task.”

“Open your eyes.”

The authoritative voice robbed her smile and forced her to open her eyes. “Ah!”

Haruki was entirely naked as he was preparing to shower. She saw everything. His chiseled figure seared into her consciousness and his member made her gulp.

She stood there, gaping at the unexpected sight of her sister’s boyfriend in the bathhouse.

“Rin.”

“I’m sorry!” Rin lowered her head, her cheeks flushed. “I thought you weren’t here for a bath.”

It was eleven at night, far past time for a night bath.

Haruki covered his lower body with a towel and walked up to Rin. From her lower point of view, she could see the white tower around his waist and the small bulge contained within it.

“Since you’re here, let’s wash together.”

Rin jolted up and stepped back. “No!”

She turned tail and escaped the scene.

“I wasn’t joking this time,” Haruki whispered with a sigh.

He wanted to get close to Rin Tohsaka since they were a family now. Well, he might have some lustful ulterior motives but he wasn’t going to act on them inside this giant bathhouse. She was safe with him… probably.

Haruki closed the door and sank into the bathtub. The cool water washed away his fatigue. Even the body of a dragon couldn’t compensate for his lack of rest. He was barely a dragon, not even ten percent.

“You’ll be there soon.”

‘Leave all the comforting to my dragon mom. She is a pro.’

“You really want to turn me into your mother.”

‘Moms are the best thing in existence.’

“Pervert.”

Her tone wasn’t the least bit condescending. Rather she sounded cheerful, happy even.

He closed his eyes and collected all the information about the current state of the Holy Grail War in his mind. Angra Mainyu possessed Illyasviel’s body and summoned Servants.

‘Mordred, Kenshin, Nobunaga, Heracles, Gilgamesh. The Assassin, Caster, and Berserker haven’t been spotted anywhere.’

The compatible classes list of those Servants helped in discerning the leftover Servants. The longer they go unknown, the more problematic they will become. His meta-knowledge of this world had no use if he couldn’t prepare a counterstrategy for those servants.

His side had Emiya, Cú Chulainn, Artoria with Avalon, Medusa at her peak, Semiramis, and Medea with a better vessel—this much force should decimate tens of Servants. But they were dealing with the craziest servants in the Throne of Heroes.

‘I have to upgrade Semiramis and Medea’s vessels.’

The upgrade process required him to pump a Servant full of his cum. So male servants were out of the question. He didn’t mind strengthening the others, however, if they consented to the process. The stronger they got, the better it was for him. Medusa and Artoria would do anything at the prospect of becoming stronger. Artoria, especially, won’t have any second thoughts.

‘What type of effect will my cum have on normal women?’

Sakura was no longer normal with Kama residing inside her soul. The only ordinary woman around him was Rin Tohsaka, the genius magus.

‘I’ll find it when the time comes. Mom, roll all the low-rank gacha.’

He had stacks of gacha coupons; a couple of premium ones, a dozen high-rank ones, and about fifty low-rank coupons. This amount should get him one legendary item.

The familiar gacha wheel spun and spun.

Swords, spears, daggers, gauntlets, shields, armor, health potions, and amulets—the gacha wheel rained down item after item on him. The only caveat—none of them surpassed the Uncommon rank. Quite literally useless in a battle against servants.

‘Low-rank tickets are useless.’

“They are called low-rank for a reason.”

Haruki moved on to the premium and high-rank gacha coupons. The first attempt dragged its way to the purple rank.

“Epic?”

[Congratulations! You have acquired 1 x ‘Noble Phantasm: Pain Breaker.]

“Pain Breaker?”

He curiously checked its description.

Noble Phantasm: Pain Breaker

Description: The materialization of an innocent maiden’s love from Greek Mythology.

Rank: Epic

Skills:

-All Wounds Must Be Repaired [A]

Info: All wounds, curses, and status effects are cured.

Something tugged at Haruki’s mind. He had seen this Noble Phantasm before somewhere.

“I’ll give you a special reward if you can guess the owner of this Noble Phantasm.”

Haruki couldn’t back down in the face of a special reward from a dragon goddess. Anything special in Arch’s eyes had to be of immense value to a mortal like him.

He reread the description. “Materialization of an innocent maiden’s love. It’s Lily Medea!”

She was the epitome of innocence in the Greek Myths of Nasuverse.

“...Correct answer.”

‘What’s my reward, Mom?’

“You win my…”

‘My what? Say it. Don’t leave me hanging like this.’

“You win my used panties! Ahaha.”

Arch broke into laughter as she finished her greatest joke of the century. Haruki didn’t share the sentiment. All emotions vanished from his eyes and eyes as if he was a homunculus.

“Arch, don’t talk to me ever.”

He stepped out of the bath and wore clothes. Without saying a word to his ‘mother’, he entered the dining room. Medea and Semiramis sat side by side, whispering to each other. Medea put in the effort, and it showed.

‘Medea is truly devoted.’

The faces of his lovers eased his expression. He took a seat and began eating.

‘I hate Arch.’

“...”

He didn’t forget to shoot an emotional damage arrow at Arch. She pissed him off with her unfunny joke, and she’d pay for it. The fact he fell for it made it even worse!