"I will find a way to fix your body."
Holding Souji's hand, Ryuya had a decent understanding of youkai, having encountered them both in the Rashomon World and among the Hundred Races of Uruk.
He could roughly guess the specifics of Souji's condition. He knew there were several methods to halt the aging of her body, but none were currently feasible.
If he could take Souji back to Uruk, the golden age of the prosperous Age of Gods, it wouldn't be a problem.
Snowfield City wouldn't work, as it lacked too many materials, and the level of Mystery was far too low.
What he could do was temporarily nourish Souji's body with his own magical energy. Ryuya then talked with Souji about what happened after he left.
"Ryu-nii, after you left, Hijikata, the others, and I established the Shinsengumi together. With the youkai who followed you, we had a very good life for a while."
There was a time, after Ryuya left, when Souji nearly broke down. Relying on her companions, she endured the most painful period. She recounted the Shinsengumi's development over the years.
"You're saying the Karasuma Group is backed by you now?"
Looking at Souji in surprise, Ryuya heard shocking news from her.
As mentioned before, there were three major Conglomerates in Ryuya's real world: Shinomiya Kaguya's Shinomiya Group, Suzuki Sonoko's Suzuki Group, and Karasuma Renya's Karasuma Group.
Yes, that Karasuma Group, the one connected to the Black Organization.
Because the members of the Black Organization were mostly ordinary people, well, aside from superhuman feats or the reality-shattering soccer balls in movies, and that world lacked significant supernatural elements, Ryuya hadn't paid it much attention.
He never expected the Shinsengumi to be the hidden force behind the Karasuma Group. He finally understood why he couldn't find any traces of the Shinsengumi in Kyoto… the answer lay here.
Continuing his chat with Souji, night finally fell. After arranging rooms for everyone, they were all tired from the busy day.
Due to a certain oldest King's flourishing Golden Rule, the 'turn' for the night went to Gil-chan.
Watching Ryuya and Female Gil disappear down the hallway, many in the villa secretly resolved to strive hard tomorrow and fight their way through!
Morning.
When the sun was high, the King, Ryuya, had clearly overslept.
Opening his eyes, feeling somewhat fatigued, he knew it was due to last night's activities with Gilgamesh.
Of course, having given magical energy to Souji also contributed to his less-than-optimal state.
"Mmm..."
The soft down comforter was in disarray. Sighing, Ryuya saw female Gil sleeping soundly on top of him.
Gently moving Gilgamesh's arm aside, Ryuya used a simple cleaning spell on himself and left the room.
Entering the living room, he found that seemingly everyone else was already awake… he was the last one up.
"Onii-chan, Ecchi."
The first to speak upon seeing Ryuya finally awake was Yukino. She was cooking with Haruno, Morgan, and Souji.
"Oh, the busy man is up. Want some oysters to replenish?"
Morgan's deep blue eyes met Ryuya's. The witch's expression was artfully smiling, her gaze full of charm, clearly carrying a hint of jealousy.
"Ryuya, did you sleep well last night?"
Someone suddenly pounced onto Ryuya's back… It was Ishtar.
"He definitely slept well. After all, it was the oldest King. Tsk tsk."
Sitting on the sofa with legs crossed, accepting the black tea handed by a maid, Enkidu was dressed very casually.
After all, the Einzbern Castle Ryuya prepared housed only these girls and the homunculus maids. The remaining Einzbern's researchers and magi were all accommodated in another manor about a kilometer away.
The castle and the manor were within one large domain, divided into two areas… this was the Einzbern's territory.
"Yeah, the oldest King, golden hair, crimson eyes. Must have been a perfect experience, I imagine."
"Unlike us, we're all old ladies now. Really, out with the old, in with the new."
Alone, pitiful, weak, and helpless.
Quietly crouching on the floor, drawing circles, Merlin resembled an abandoned kitten, mewling incessantly.
"No, I believe Sensei is not that kind of person. Everyone is misunderstanding. Sensei must have been discussing tactics for the Holy Grail War with the oldest King. After all, all six False Masters and Servants have gathered, and the true war is about to begin."
Voicing a dissenting opinion, Artoria was unusually not wearing her efficient attire. For some reason, she had changed into a form-fitting dress.
However, this was a grown-up Artoria, completely incomparable to her 'Saber' version.
The magnificent bosom, aided by Ryuya's influence, was even more awe-inspiring than her Lancer versions and it seemed about to tear the dress apart.
Artoria's expression was serious, but her tone was like an intoxicating breeze, deep and profound.
"Yes, I also support King Arthur's statement. I believe Ryu-nii is absolutely not the kind of person you're describing."
Echoing Artoria, Souji even paused her cooking.
As for Kaguya and Haruno, these two remained silent, knowing it wasn't their place to participate.
"Uh... Actually, I..."
Looking at the clearly jealous girls, even Ryuya felt a bit embarrassed.
Just as he felt somewhat awkward, the voice of the oldest King came from behind him.
"Hmph, you bunch of losers, what are you being jealous about?"
Completely different from yesterday's proud and cold demeanor, the evidently satisfied Gil-chan now spoke with a charmingly gentle tone.
She was simply wearing Ryuya's white shirt, fully displaying her lovely curves. Female Gil had come out to draw hatred again.
Her crimson eyes gazed pressingly at the others. She wrapped her arms around Ryuya's neck and said with a smile, "Ryu, let's take a bath together. I smell a bit."
Completely ignoring the murderous intent around her, Female Gil felt her words weren't enough and began acting coquettishly further, "By the way, the bathroom looks quite spacious. Remember to fill the bathtub."
"Incidentally, I am the bathtub."
Well… With female Gil's extremely provocative words, everyone was furious!