"Fill, fill, fill, fill. Repeat four times - hey, five times? Oops, just a little less...... That's it? Hmmm......"

Ryunosuke hummed a summoning spell in his nose. While using blood to draw the pattern of the magic circle on the floor of the living room. Maybe the real ritual should be a little more solemn, but that oppressive atmosphere doesn't suit Ryunosuke's way of doing things. For him. Rather than imitating the atmosphere of the ceremony, it is more important to feel comfortable than to be in a good mood.

Today's magic array, according to the pattern recorded in the book, once depicted, it was successful. If I had known that it would have gone so smoothly today, those preparations in advance would have been a waste of time. For this time, he deliberately killed his parents and eldest daughter.

"Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill. This time it's five times. 0K？ ”

He artistically applied the remaining blood to the walls of the room. Then he walked over to the little boy who was still alive in the corner, gagged and tied with rope, and he leaned close to the boy's face to see his reflection, and the boy's weeping eyes stared at the wreckage of his sister and parents.

"Hey, kid, do you think there really are demons?"

Ryunosuke asked the shivering child, tilting his head to look at him as if he was pretending to think. Of course, he didn't want the gagged child to answer his question, he just wanted the child to feel the fear more personally.

"Newspapers and magazines often refer to me as a demon. But isn't it strange? If I kill this person alone, it only takes a bomb to surpass me in an instant. ”

The kid is very nice. Ryunosuke likes children the most. Adults sometimes show that kind of cowardice and crying is unseemly ugly, and when it happens to children, it is naughty and cute. Even if it's bedwetting, it's tolerated because you're young.

"Well, forget it. Let them say I'm a demon. However, if there were real demons in this world besides me, wouldn't it be very unpleasant to be a real demon? That's not a good thing. Is it good to pretend like 'Ryunosuke Rain is a demon'? If you think so, you have to admit it now. Do real demons exist? ”

The more Ryunosuke talked, the more excited he became, and he became closer to this child who was trembling with fear. He was usually a man of few words, but whenever he saw blood, especially around the dying, he became very talkative.

Only the little boy was left unkilled, because the blood of the three people was enough to finish the magic array, and there was no other meaning. He was going to wait for the ritual to be completed before thinking of another interesting way to kill the child—

"But if the demon does appear, we don't have any preparation at all, and we just have a tea party with the demon, that would be a bit idiot, wouldn't it? So, boy...... If Mr. Demon does appear, do you want to be killed once? ”

“……！”

Even a young child can fully understand the meaning of the anomaly in Ryunosuke's words. Looking at the appearance of the child in front of him who wanted to scream but couldn't scream, and could only open his eyes full of fear and couldn't escape, Ryunosuke grinned and couldn't stop laughing.

"What would it be like to be killed by a demon? Whether you will be eaten in one bite or torn to pieces, I think it will be a very valuable experience. It's definitely not for nothing - ah, it hurts! ”

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain. Pulled Ryunosuke back from fantasy to reality.

Right hand on the back of the hand. I didn't touch anything, but it hurt as if I was immersed in poison. Although the pain was fleeting, the afterglow of the pain still lingered on the surface of his skin, making the back of his hand tingle.

“…… This? What is this......"

On the back of his right hand, where the pain had not completely subsided, I don't know when a tattoo-like pattern was engraved.

“…… Hey"

After seeing this pattern, Ryunosuke not only did not feel nauseous and uneasy. On the contrary, I thought this pattern was very beautiful at first. Although I don't know what the meaning of the painting is, but the pattern of these three snakes entangled together. As a pattern tattoo, it looks really beautiful.

But. At the moment when he had just recovered from this intoxication, he suddenly felt a flow of air behind him, and Ryunosuke turned back in even more surprise.

There was a wind blowing. In this completely enclosed room, there should be absolutely no air currents that will not blow. What started as a breeze quickly turned into a violent whirlwind that swept the entire living room into chaos.

The magic circle drawn on the bed began to emit a faint phosphorescent light at some point, and Ryunosuke stared at it with a look of disbelief.

For the occurrence of such anomalies. He even had expectations for its further development, and such an obvious strange phenomenon was completely beyond his expectations. It's like an exaggeration in a horror movie that Ryunosuke has always looked down upon. But this kind of effect of deceiving children that people can't laugh even if they want to laugh has become a real reality.

In the blink of an eye, the air currents in the room had developed into a tornado that was dangerous even to stand in, and the TV and vase in the living room were shattered by the wind. A mist gradually rose in the center of the glowing magic circle, and there were faint lightning and sparks flying in it. Faced with the unseemly situation in this world, Ryunosuke Yusheng didn't feel fear at all, but watched quietly by the side like a child who was full of expectations for magic.

It's a curiosity about the unknown.

Once a curiosity about such an incredible thing as "death". In the process of gradually feeling tired of the continuous killing, I don't know when I lost the brilliance that I should have, and now finally-

Flash. This was followed by a thunderous roar.

A blast of impact passed through Ryunosuke's body. It's like being burned by a high-voltage electric current.

A strange power that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Yusheng clan. When he was about to be forgotten by his descendants, with the blood flowing in the body of the Yusheng clan, the mysterious legacy called the "magic circuit" that had been sleeping in the body of Yusheng Ryunosuke has finally reawakened today. Then, the "external power" that just entered Ryunosuke's body. After the newly opened magic loop in his body, it flowed out of his body again, and was then absorbed by the object summoned from the Otherworld.

-- It can be said that this is an exception within an exception.

Originally, according to the requirements of the Fuyuki Holy Grail itself, it was necessary to have seven Servants. This does not mean that a qualified person summons a Servant and qualifies as the corresponding Master. Instead, it is up to the Holy Grail to choose seven qualified people to be the Master.

And which Heroic Spirit can be summoned is also determined by the Holy Grail in the final analysis. The magicians worked so hard to perform the ritual in the hope that they could summon the Servant they wanted more accurately. So no matter how clumsy the summoning array you use or how vague the incantation you utter, as long as you have the qualifications recognized by the Holy Grail, you can achieve miracles......

"--I ask you ......"

From the thick fog came a soft, uncanny sound, and the wind stopped imperceptibly. The magic circle that had been glowing just now had dimmed, and the blood on the bed had turned black and dried up as if it had been burned. Then, in the thin mist, the man who had just spoken suddenly appeared in front of Ryunosuke.

A smooth, youthful-looking face, with large eyes and smooth cheeks that rotated flexibly, and a brown face that matched him, reminded Ryunosuke of Munch's paintings.

His costume is also peculiar. Dressed in a wide robe and adorned with a large amount of extravagant precious metal jewelry, the slender body is dressed like the "Dark Magician" that appeared in the comics.

"Plead me, call me, summoner who makes me appear in this world as a Caster...... I'm here to ask your name. Who is there? ”

“……”