And so, Bazett arrived at the Emiya residence.
When she rang the bell, the one who opened the door was Cú Chulainn.
"Lancer..."
"Oh, Master... It seems this Holy Grail War will be peaceful."
"..."
Bazett wasn't reacting to his words, but rather asking why Cú Chulainn was opening the door.
"What is the situation?"
"Well, should I say it's a family-like Holy Grail War..."
As Cú Chulainn seemed at a loss for words, Bazett let out a deep sigh and entered the mansion.
There, she saw two girls who seemed to be on very good terms having a physical conversation, a woman symbolizing the Einzbern family bullying a black-haired girl, and an orange-haired boy watching from behind.
Well, since everyone seemed uninterested in who came, Bazett felt a sense of emptiness and almost forgot why she came here.
"Why did we come here?"
"I don't know..."
At the thought process unlike that of a magus, Bazett was about to get a headache.
Well, from Bazett's perspective, this was welcome, but she couldn't help but sigh deeply at the thoughtless Holy Grail War.
"It seems they're not even interested in the Berserker faction."
"Sigh, Master... it already feels like a 5-team alliance..."
"No, it's possible that the former surviving Masters are also allies..."
According to the reports from Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald and Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri, they were persuaded as if by someone seeing the future, and then exchanged an immortality potion for a Servant... In the process, the transaction was made without using a Geass Scroll.
Afterward, following Caster's advice, they focused on their romance, and their relationship developed beyond imagination. Later, the position of Lord was passed to El-Melloi II, Waver Velvet, and the debt was also passed to him. It was presumed that he and his wife shared the immortality potion and drank it together, so they are likely still as they were.
Since then, they became such a lovey-dovey couple that the investigators didn't want to monitor them anymore, and it was confirmed that the investigation was stopped.
There was also a report that Waver Velvet collapsed coughing up blood... upon confirming that data...
"..."
Looking at that data, I don't know if I should blush or throw a knife.
I feel like I just ruined my eyes...
"Phew..."
"Umm... excuse me, sister? Your name?"
"Call me Bazett."
She inadvertently said her name.
"Okay, I'm Shirou Emiya. Are you planning to stay here too, Bazett-oneesan? If so, we can offer you a guest room?"
"No, we're enemies. Is that okay?"
"Normally, it's a Holy Grail War, but our goals are different... so I don't know if the concept of enemies exists."
"Sigh..."
She had no will to fight.
Well, this situation was welcome compared to blood splattering and casualties occurring, but she felt somewhat resentful about coming here under pressure from the Clock Tower. Still, she concluded that it was fortunate.
"Well, whatever."
"That sounds like something an old person would say."
"Well, please allow me to freeload until the Holy Grail War ends."
"Okay... But Bazett-oneesan? There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world... Most people here are friends or something, so they don't mind, but you're a stranger, right? Since our relationship started as strangers, not friends or colleagues, I intend to charge for the food."
Well, it was fortunate that she could eat, and the boy named Shirou's words were reasonable, but she had the ability to pay such a price.
Ding~
As a text message arrived, Bazett checked her phone.
『You'll pay 90% commission, right? The request failed, and the client died, but you're not planning to pocket it, are you?』
She could guess who sent the text.
'Caren...'
It sounded like highway robbery, but honestly, it was true that she had pocketed it.
Her conscience pricked her even now, but she had to avoid starving to death due to her conscience, so she had no choice but to accept the check.
Anyway, she left a message saying she would pay after the Holy Grail War ended, and then rested in the room Shirou guided her to, spending some time.
『Lancer, can you give me a situation report?』
『No need for a report, should I say Saber's Master and Archer's Master are beating each other up? Well, they're evenly matched, but do you need any other report?』
『No, if anything strange happens, report it immediately.』
『Got it.』
And so, Bazett fell asleep to relieve her mental fatigue.
Around evening.
Grumble~
"Ugh..."
As soon as her hungry stomach clock rang, Bazett woke up.
She could see various Servants and Masters playing cards in the kitchen.
"Yes!"
"Kuh... I've been had! It's a matter of probability anyway!"
Bazett wasn't used to seeing them having fun.
"Bazett-oneesan, you're awake? Today is pork fried rice."
She couldn't help but be flustered by the sight of Shirou and Archer cooking strangely fast.
"Surely, you said Archer..."
"Ah, this is a hobby."
She was dumbfounded by Archer's curt summary of it as a hobby, but since a Servant couldn't be without a hobby, she had to keep her mouth shut.
"Gulp."
Bazett couldn't help but swallow at the slightly savory smell from the rice, the sesame oil, and the smell of perfectly cooked meat.
And to balance the nutrients, she could see pumpkin, bean sprouts, carrots, potatoes, paprika, and other vegetables included.
And she could see them seasoning it with something slightly red.
"What is that red thing?"
"Ah, it's gochujang. It's Korean chili paste, so it might be quite spicy."
"Well, I think I can handle that much. As long as it's not a dish like mapo tofu."
"...You know about that well."
"Ah, I know it well because I once witnessed someone eating it."
"Is that so..."
And so, they fried the rice together, and after that, they grilled additional meat, completing a table where everyone could eat.
"""""""""""Gulp."""""""""""
Then, everyone started eating quickly.
"It's spicy. But it's delicious."
"Spicy yet savory."
"Shirou, one more bowl, please."
"Don't worry, I prepared three times the amount."
"Well, making it three times is work, but seeing the smiles of people eating makes me full."
"What, you sound like an old man. You eat too."
"...I will."
She couldn't help but laugh inwardly at Archer's somewhat mentally broken expression, but she thought this wasn't bad either.
"I am confident in potato dishes."
"Rejected. Sir Gawain's potato dishes have no room for improvement."
"..."
At Artoria's words, Gawain had no choice but to shut his mouth.
"Shirou and Archer's cooking seems pretty good too. And since the stir-frying structures are different, the taste is different too, right?"
"If Shirou made it spicy with gochujang, Archer made fried rice with soy sauce for a slightly soy sauce taste, so we could eat according to our preference. Still, the spicy one is delicious."
"Hmph, by the way, how spicy is gochujang? Can I check once?"
"There's gochujang in a jar near the sink. Taste it."
"Understood."
And so, Archer tasted the gochujang and nodded.
"Not bad. I should say it's moderately spicy..."
"Mmm~ It's the best taste."
"Yeah, Shirou is pretty good at cooking. Including Archer~"
"So who cooked better?"
"It's a draw. I think it's a matter of taste preference."
At his Master's words, Archer just looked at his Master with a sullen expression.
"Well, it's not like we had a formal cooking contest."
"That's true."
Watching this situation, Bazett began to have a delusion that this might be a Cooking War instead of a Holy Grail War.
"Well, neither this nor that is bad, is it?"
"Lancer, shut up."
"What, are you discriminating against Lancers?"
Bazett thought it wasn't bad to have an experience that was hard to feel at the Clock Tower.
'How should I put it... This coziness isn't bad.'
Although she came under pressure from the Clock Tower, she thought it was fortunate to have this experience.
Originally, the image of the Holy Grail War was a blood-splattering fight, but the family-like atmosphere of the Servants and Masters made her relax her tension for a moment, and she ate while drinking a cup of tea.
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"Fufufu, pay after the Holy Grail War ends? Do I have to go collect it myself? This is truly troubling. Next time, I'll have to take 99% instead of 90%. If you die in the Holy Grail War, who knows where that money will go, yet you dare say such things to me. Bazett."
A vein was popping on Caren's forehead.
She was smiling, but she wasn't smiling.
"Phew, the previous manager was my grandfather. Where did that trash go? His whereabouts are unknown, and the Grail's whereabouts are ambiguous... Just let me meet him. I'll really kill him."
She was a Master with high combat power, but Bazett showed a moral side.
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