London, England, 1888.
The heart of the British Empire, the center of England. London during this industrial revolution period has become a city of fog, filled with smoke that kills.
A dense fog on the level of the 1952 London Great Smog. It is impossible for anyone who is not a mage or Servant to move around.
The giant smoke machine Angrboða existing beneath London.
A giant machine continuously producing smoke. A device created by London's mastermind faction, but...
"A truly trivial throne."
Now, it is merely treated as a scrap heap, reduced to a throne for the White-Faced Golden Fur.
Having eliminated P.B.M, London's mastermind, and stolen the Holy Grail in just one minute, the White-Faced Golden Fur.
She sits on the throne, sways her tails, and expands her view across the Singularity.
A power that makes the Servants in the Singularity nothing more than trivial insects. A monster capable of slaughtering even hordes of average divine spirits.
"How dare you betray me... I cannot forgive you, Master. Even if you cling to me crying and pleading now, I will not forgive you."
She grinned as she took out the Holy Grail.
She too was a Servant who had journeyed with him, an existence that had accumulated numerous experiences and knowledge.
In other words, she could handle the Holy Grail better than anyone. However...
Clatter~
She herself, an omniscient and omnipotent supreme deity capable of granting wishes like a Holy Grail. A Holy Grail was just a toy, no more than a wine cup.
"So... what is the plan you devised, even dragging me into it?"
A woman walking towards her. It was Nero Draco. Appearing in her pre-contract-with-Dammiti version on purpose to confront him, she approached the White-Faced Golden Fur.
"Nothing much. My indecisive Master will surely try to persuade me peacefully. Since I just arrived, there is no stage yet. I came to London first as it's the easiest. Okeanos has that troublesome Ark, America is too much of a wasteland, and the remaining two are also bothersome places. I'm thinking of creating a stage here in a little while."
"A stage, huh... That's good. He is truly an arrogant Master, so frankly, he deserves some punishment. While I, the Emperor, personally waited, he called other servants but not me—what kind of situation is this! My Rider is truly deplorable. So I shall give him fitting punishment. I will not forgive him easily."
"As expected, I get along with you a bit better than just Nero-san. That's why I called you. What would be a good place? There's Tokugawa that Kama-san used before, or perhaps a completely unprecedented new location would be good too."
"I see. There are many candidate sites. How to decorate it, how to torment my Rider... Fufu, it's already becoming enjoyable."
The Beasts were thoroughly planning to torment Dammiti. Of course, not to hurt him, but to give him trials and make him regret not summoning them.
But then...
Kwaaaaaah!!!!
""...?""
A hole opened in the ceiling, and Dammiti appeared.
"I won't make it long. Let's go back."
"... Ha, are you saying that without even an apology? On top of liking that shameless woman who imitated me and ignoring me... Did you think I would forgive so easily?"
"That's right, my Rider. To call other Beasts but not me, the Emperor... Isn't that truly too much!"
"... I have a lot to say, but in short, you're not getting the point?"
"That's right! I shall bestow despair upon you. The price for ignoring me──!"
"Quetzalcoatl, Bitter Taste of Fear."
"─── What did you just say..."
Kwaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Along with Dammiti's words, Quetzalcoatl's full-power Bitter Taste of Fear descended, slamming down on Tamamo's head. And Tamamo was driven straight into the ground.
Shake... shakeshake... Bam!
"How dare~!!! I, I'm ange──!"
"{Excalibur}(The Sword of Promised Victory) X10."
Kwaaaaaah!!!!
Following that, Altria Caster's holy sword barrage continued, and then Abigail's tentacles appeared to bind her, followed by Kiara's palm strike exploding.
"Urk...!"
"What in the world..."
Grrrrrr...!!!
And then, Dammiti's top combat strength, summoned at this point, reveals itself. Enkidu's chains bind the two, and then the gigantic Tiamat appears. Likewise, Melusine who has become Albion.
"Uh..."
Shiiiing...
And the Old Man of the Mountain and Shiki quietly draw their swords. Morgan also deploses the Cerunnos True Name Incantation and waits, Ishtar takes out Gugalanna, countless Kamas cover the sky, and the Beast-ified Koyanskaya also waits.
"... I surrender."
Draco raises both hands, returning to her spiritual body form and surrenders. Tamamo still tries not to yield, but...
"That's~ un~fair~!!!"
"Don't leave us behind~!!!"
Grrrrr...
Then, the giant Bunyan and Kingprotea who secretly followed reveal themselves...
"... I'll surrender."
Tamamo finally surrenders immediately. The two Beasts' cheerful rebellion ends in less than 10 minutes after it began.
"Shall we start by cutting off your tails~?"
"Do it."
"No no, please spare that!? Now that I've regained them!?"
Shiki and the Old Man of the Mountain intend to start by cutting off her tails... but Dammiti sighs, steps forward, and blocks them.
"That's enough, let it go. Originally, I planned to end it with one strike from Quetzalcoatl... But you endure well for a Beast? Admirable. Against Archetype: ORT, no less."
".... Is that a compliment?"
"It's a compliment."
Tamamo, lying face down, is utterly disheartened by the rebellion that ended in an instant. She's frustrated, thinking she did nothing wrong, so why should she be hit...
"I'm sorry."
Dammiti crouches down and pats Tamamo's head.
"... Do you think a single word like that will do...?"
"Shall we go on a date or something?"
"Are you trying to brush off my hurt feelings like that?"
"No... But honestly, how was I supposed to know and go? You know from the start that I'm the children's comfort object, yet you're jealous?"
"... That's true."
Perhaps because she was hit, her head cooled down and she judges rationally. There was no need for jealousy in the first place; the Master was a public resource from the start.
"I feel like I heard something rude... At this rate, I might become a public restroom."
"Huh?"
"No, just lamenting my lot. This place isn't really suitable... So, what was it, let's go on a trip to a nice place."
"What about London..."
"Tamamo. Isn't trash like London originally meant to be skipped?"
"That's true... But, why should I obediently follow you, Master?"
"Uh... If you don't, I'm worried about what they might do to you, so that's why?"
Behind Dammiti, most of the Servants were emitting killing intent, glaring as if to kill.
"... Gulp."
"I like you too, Tamamo. So, I'll let it slide, so you let it slide too. Let's just mutually end it vaguely... and go together, the three of us, including Draco. How about it?"
"... Very well. In return, love me as much as you haven't until now."
"That's also my specialty. Probably..."
Tamamo agrees to his proposal and gets up. Draco also shakes her head and decides to follow obediently, and thus the incident is concluded.
And so, London is skipped and restored in an instant...
The place they arrived at is.
"Why here of all places?"
"It's a place Shuten-san recommended. No major incidents have happened yet, and even if they do, there should be no problem."
"That may be so, but..."
"Think of it as a trip to Japan, my Rider. I, the Emperor, approve."
"Sigh... Why are we traveling to Onigashima of all places..."
And so, Dammiti, intending to comfort and take responsibility for the two Beasts, ends up sightseeing at Onigashima.
Incidentally, the planner was Shuten.
"Well then~ Let's start with the hot springs. I hear the hot springs are a specialty."
"Onigashima's specialty being hot springs. Extremely Japanese."
"Isn't it a common development? One could say it's the national standard to that extent."
"Though in reality, I've never actually been to a hot spring..."