The night before the festival opened, one of the seven sages of the Church, Kiritsugu Emiya, quietly entered the study of the current Pope of the Church, Ken D. Ki.

That night, no one knew what the Church's wise men had said to the Pope, only the Pope's personal bodyguard, the Knights, knew that the lights in the Pope's study had been on until more than three o'clock in the morning.

And when Emiya Kiritsugu came out, his eyes were bloodshot at some point, and only the almost negligible slight upturn at the corner of his mouth proved that it seemed to be a pleasant conversation.

In fact, this discussion between only two people should have lasted longer, but considering that tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the festival, and the old pope must not make any mistakes, he had to choose to rest.

With so many foreign airships to house, the old Pope had been constantly draining mana for the past few days to keep that extra space stable.

Space magic, which itself is a mysterious and mysterious secret method, if there is a slight mistake, it is easy to cause the collapse of space. Once the space collapses, it creates a spatial turbulence, a mysterious turbulence capable of crushing anything in it.

As a user of space magic, the old Pope knew better than anyone else how important the stability of a space was. For the sake of the airships and crews that are still in the additional expansion area, there is no room for the slightest mistake.

It is precisely for this reason that this gray-haired old man looks even older. Once you don't get enough sleep on the first day, you can get sleepy on the second day. If something goes wrong at the opening ceremony, it will not be the face of the Pope alone, but the face of the entire church.

After rearranging the information that Kiritsugu had just told him, the old Pope extinguished the magic lamp in his study. After returning to his room, the drowsy old man fell asleep at once.

In the dream, he saw a peaceful scene of the future world. World peace, no war, no **.

On a leisurely afternoon. Her lovely granddaughter, Lu Jiu, is bringing her daughter and husband to have a picnic with the old man, while the old pope is happily enjoying the joy of family......

――――――――――The long-awaited festival is finally here――――――――――

Early the next morning, the snoozey Lu Jiu was forced to open her eyes helplessly under the ** (tell you to get up) offensive of his friends.

Scratching at her messy hair, Lu Jiu glanced at the kitten alarm clock modeled after Harpy.

After seeing clearly that the hour hand on Harpy's belly was still only pointing to the position of 5, an inexplicable resentment suddenly expanded infinitely on Lu Jiu's body, "What! It's not even five o'clock, why is everyone so noisy!Is it difficult for me to sleep for a while!?"

&Sorry, Captain Lu Jiu. Turning off the still noisy Harpy alarm clock, Tolia added an honorific to Lou Jiu's name for the first time in a long time, "We're going to pick up little Emma at seven o'clock and take it to Mr. Bullitt." And at half past seven, I have to go to the place where the opening ceremony of the festival is held to help, and at nine o'clock the festival will officially begin. Considering that in addition to the time for washing up and breakfast, there is also the situation that you may be lazy in bed, so we decided to wake you up at five o'clock anyway. By the way, only today, please let me keep my respects to the captain, and as a knight, I really don't want to be compared to those people in the church. ”

& I understand, Leah, that you've been stimulated by the paladins of the church. But it's twenty minutes before five o'clock!Do you have to start bombarding me at half-past four?" Splashing weakly on the pillow, Lujiu's bloodshot eyes revealed to Toria the lengthy message of halving your meal without giving me a reasonable explanation.

&Ahem... The previous one was just a warm-up..."Clearing her throat in embarrassment, Toria put the hubby alarm back on, "Alright, Captain, you still have seventeen minutes to rest!"

& looked at Tolia as she exited her room. Enraged, Lu Jiu threw the pillow that still had her body temperature left, but unfortunately it didn't hit Toria, but was thrown against the wooden door that was locked up at incredible speed.

"Ahh!!h It only took half a minute for Lu Jiu to fall asleep again.

Outside the door, after a group of girls who heard Lu Jiu's roar glanced at each other's tails and ears on their partners, they all laughed in tacit understanding, "That's right." We're beasts, but it's all thanks to you!"

Seventeen minutes later...

Half-asleep and half-awake entered the bathroom, and Lu Jiu's happy day officially began.

First of all, Elusa is in charge of the process of dressing up and matching clothes. Since today was a special day, Elusa didn't ask Rujiu to wear clothes that looked "pleasing to the eye" to her. After just tying Lu Jiu's hair in a pair of ponytails, he handed over a white sacrificial dress and plush snow boots.

Looking at the clothes that belonged to the normal category in her hands in surprise, Lu Jiu couldn't help but look at Elusa with concerned eyes, "Eh, sacrificial clothes, isn't Elusa in the mood to toss me because of the eldest aunt today!?"

> Dan Lujiu, what's the matter with your rude eyes!"

Habitually, he wanted to attack the two soft flesh on Lu Jiu's chest, but halfway through this action, he was forcibly interrupted by Elusa herself, "Forget it, for the sake of today's good day, the account will be left for later." ”

Looking at Elusa who was inexplicably serious, Lujiu couldn't help but fold her hands after putting on her sacrificial clothes, and prayed to the sky, "O all-knowing and all-powerful God of Light, thank you for letting Elusa know her way..."

Don't say it, Lu Jiu really looks like a saint like this, at least Elusa almost can't control herself from pounced.

After eating the breakfast carefully prepared by Asuna, Lu Jiu successfully picked up the cute little guy according to the location agreed with little Emma.

Then it's time to take little Emma with her employer for the next few years, Mr. Bullitt, who is about to enter the palace of marriage. For this cute and sensible little maid, Bullitt and Nanye signed a maid agreement with her with great satisfaction.

Maybe today Lu Jiu and his party really received special care from Lady Luck, and no matter what they did, everything went exceptionally smoothly.

And in the midst of the unwitting labor, the time has come to nine o'clock - the official opening of this year's festival.

& Today I had an in-depth discussion with another real-life author friend, and after the other party knew the results of this book, he was severely complained. In his words, "This book can be regarded as a street hit, right? Do you want to change the vest and reopen the book?"

At first, I insisted on my own point of view, and if I wanted to open a new book, I would definitely open it after I finished writing the book, and I had no intention of changing my vest. Of course, it's still going to be this plan now.,But if you really talk about it.,Just like the friend said.,The results of this book are really bad and can't be worse.,And there's 5,000 collections.,There are only a few dozen subscriptions per day.,Even if it's an average subscription, it's only 142.,From these data, it can be roughly seen that there are really few readers who are really reading.。

Although this is inseparable from my own discontinuity, vague outline, lack of sophistication and maturity in writing, and sometimes I don't even know what I have written, I really don't want to give up this first novel in my life just like that. So Biceps is really, really grateful to the readers who have always supported me.

Well, that's all for gossip, the above words are just a complaint from the heart of the author of the street ...

Thank you so much to everyone who supported me (to be continued......)