The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

What is so angry about you.

——Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you!Do whatever you want, you guys just hide in your tortoise shell for a lifetime!

"Could it be... isn't it?"

I looked back at Lancelot frankly, but when I saw his expression he wanted to talk, finally Cang Bing's eyes were filled with sadness and turned away: "Is that so...I know..."

The night breeze blew in, blowing in through the gaps in the blanket, making me shiver suddenly.

"..."

Lancelot gave me a silent look, then turned and jumped off the roof, disappearing from my sight.

Looking in the direction of Lancelot's disappearance, I exhaled, buried my head again, and curled my body tighter under the blanket.

I don't know if it is my own illusion, this moonlit night, I feel even colder.

It's just that, no matter how cold, I don't want to go back to the house below-I know that it is the best choice to go back to the house to rest at this moment, but my body refuses to perform this action.

really……

From the moment I threw the knife at Sister Medea, something in my body has been "broken", right?

I don't understand why the Holy Grail will choose me to become the Master, and likewise, I don't understand why everyone will rush to the Holy Grail.

I just want to live my life in a bland way, even if it’s just one person, and then die quietly without disturbing anyone.

Is it just such a trivial wish that won't let me come true?

"...Really... Amemiya, you always pay attention to your physical condition like this..."

Just when I was in a trance to the moon, a bowl of steaming tea porridge was held in front of me on a tray.

"..."

Staring at the fragrant bowl of 100 tea porridge, the blank brain reacted after being dull for a while, "Lan...Lance?"

"Although Amemiya will be in a daze when he thinks about things or is in a bad mood, after all, if you didn't eat dinner, it is better to eat a little bit for your health?

Lancelot, who was talking about "the weather is nice today" as if it were okay, staring at me with tender eyes, "I know you are sad about Miss Caster, but... if If you damage your body in this way, even if Miss Caster can't help it, Miss Lancer will definitely not forgive you like this?"

"..."

He hesitantly stretched out his hand and turned to the tray, watching the steaming bowl of tea porridge, suddenly, not knowing what to say.

Why... why do you want to come back?

Why would you approach me in such a gentle way that people cannot refuse?

You know, if this is the case... if this is the case...

"I know Amemiya, you must be in a bad mood right now, so...it doesn't matter. If you feel uncomfortable, it would be better to cry..."

Lancelot sat down next to me, then frowned and probed the temperature of my hand, and finally wrung my brows and pulled me into his arms, then wrapped a blanket around me and him, "Really ...It's already cold like this, Amamiya, you should finish the porridge as soon as possible. If you want, there is...I have to make more..."

I can't hear the detailed instructions and chattering clearly.

The only thing he can do is to quickly finish the tea porridge in front of him with a little trembling.

Although the tea porridge is steaming, it is not difficult to eat, because it is a temperature that will not be hot even if you eat it.

"Lance, do you have a wish?"

A bowl of porridge was quickly eaten, nestled in Lancelot's arms, I spoke out subconsciously after spending a while at the empty porridge bowl.

"my wish?"

Taking the porridge bowl in my hand and putting it aside, Lancelot lowered his head and looked at me with a soft light in his blue eyes, "How come you suddenly thought of asking this?"

"It's just a sudden thought."

I tried to avoid this question, "Then put it another way. If we can get the Holy Grail this time, what wish does Lance want?"

"Me?"

Lancelot's face was slightly lowered, "I want to... go back to that time and stop that tragedy from happening. If even the Holy Grail can't be realized, I will..."

"Give up..."

"no."

Lancelot shook his head lightly, "There is only one thing I want to do from beginning to end. That is..."

As if he had realized something, he suddenly stopped talking.

"That is?"

I asked curiously.

"Wish or something, it doesn't matter anymore."

Looking down at me, Lancelot suddenly raised the corners of his lips with a smile, "In this war, what I want to do is to fulfill your wish of Amamiya."

"Ai?"

I was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "Fulfill my wish? Then Lance...what about your wish?!"

"No matter how hard I try, the past things are over..."

Lancelot looked at me very seriously, "Wish this kind of thing will change gradually with growth, so... as long as there is no regret at the moment, it is enough."

"..."

Being stared at with such serious eyes, I felt uncomfortable instead, so I closed my eyes, "It sounds...Lance is a very strong person..."

"Are you strong? I don't think so."

After Lancelot seemed to hesitate for a while, he raised his hand and tentatively got my waist from the middle of the blanket.

I shook slightly, but didn't avoid it.

I don't even know why this happened... Maybe, it was just because Lancelot felt too harmless to me during this time, and made me subconsciously believe that he would not hurt me, so I didn't refuse.

"If I'm really strong, then there won't be such a tragedy..."

Finding that I did not refuse, Lancelot finally wrapped me completely in his arms, and then put my hands on my hands, warming my already numb hands with his body temperature, ""

"But...that shouldn't be your fault..."