"Woo~!"

A neat and simple bedroom, except for the large space, can not see any features at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the room has all the utensils, and whether it is a decorative vase, or a sofa, or even a bed, the workmanship is extremely high, not ordinary people can use it.

Extravagant but not high-profile.

From this, it can be inferred that the owner of this place must be a nobleman with high self-discipline, who does not like to be public, and has cultivation.

However, the small decorations in the room are full of girlish cuteness.

And Illya, on the bed in this room, wrapped in a quilt, rolled back and forth without any image.

"Woo woo ~ stupid stupid stupid!!"

After rolling twice, the girl suddenly pinched the quilt and covered her head, and she was stuffed in the quilt as if she was distressed about something.

Since returning last night, Illya has locked herself in her room, and she has always been like this.

Even Ligeret and Serra, who came to visit, were helpless.

At this time, the two maids were waiting outside the door, and there were worried looks in their eyes.

"Obviously, I should be responsible for taking care of and supervising the behavior of the eldest lady, but now I ······"

Serra's face was tangled for a moment, and she lowered her head in frustration, and she couldn't help but exude a hint of resentment on her body.

This made Lijielit on the side subconsciously stay away from Serra.

“··· Serra ··· Perk Up····· Ass··· assin··· Take care of ·· Eliya. ”

Lijielit, in an intermittent tone, comforted Serra, but it had the opposite effect, making Serra even more depressed.

"Whether it's taking care of the eldest lady or comforting the eldest lady, it should be my job as a maid, but now, I need the servant in charge of the battle to do it for me."

At this moment, Serra, who aims for the perfect maid, loses the meaning of her life.

In other words, Illya's actions ruthlessly deprived Sierra of her pride as a maid.

At that moment, the pitch-black aura exuded by Serra's body suddenly rose by three points.

"I don't even know why the eldest lady became like this, as a maid, it's really a dereliction of duty!"

The gloomy and terrifying eyes suddenly glared at Lijielit on the side.

Then, a lifeless voice rang out.

"I've lost the meaning of being alive."

The voice was stiff and cold.

"I can't even complete my duties, so I'm just destroyed."

Hearing this, Lijielit didn't know where to pull out a two-meter-long axe gun, as if as long as Serra insisted, she would see the affection of her colleague and help him free him on the spot.

"However, before it is destroyed, it should be okay to destroy another 'disqualified maid who can't fulfill her duties' first."

Ligeret dropped her axe and gun, turned and ran.

Even with a very low sense of self, she had a vague sense that something terrible would happen if she continued to stay by Serra's side.

Ignoring the farce between the two maids, Bai Hua, who had high hopes for Serra in the room, did not comfort Illya as Serra thought, but looked at the scenery outside the window with a dull expression.

If Serra was here, she would probably roll up her sleeves and settle accounts with Bai Hua.

But there's no way around it, right?

It's okay to give Bai Hua's pre-battle speech and other work, but if you want to comfort a person alone, he can't do it at all.

It's not that Bai Hua hasn't comforted others, it's just that ······

Those who were comforted by Bai Hua either cried even more, or directly operated and worked hard with Bai Hua.

Regarding this, Bai Hua was also confused.

Suddenly, Bai Hua's body trembled slightly, and he immediately turned to look at Illya, his expression revealing surprise and joy.

Just a second ago, the things in Bai Hua's body that were competing with him for magic power seemed to have reached saturation, stopped absorbing magic power, and fell silent.

At this time, Illya also got out of the quilt, apparently feeling the change in the contract.

Immediately afterward, Illya's face fell.

"Woo~ Stupid albumin, since I came back yesterday, I have been looking outside, ignoring others!"

"Huh? Does the Lord mean that he wants to talk to me? It's not impossible, it's good to say it directly next time, the master is rolling on the bed alone, and I don't know what that means. ”

Ignoring Illya's darkening complexion, Bai Hua said.

"Stupid stupid, stupid, Bai Hua is also a stupid, but she is a girl, don't you know how to comfort others!?"

Illya suddenly made a fuss and threw her pillow onto the bed in anger.

Two soft but elastic objects collide together, making a muffled 'bang' sound.

"Comfort... Is it? ”

Bai Hua glanced at Illya embarrassedly, and nodded after thinking about it.

"Alright, I'll start comforting the Master."

"Ahem, then, Master, about your performance yesterday, I think it's very inappropriate, a girl always says that it's rude to fight and kill, and the attitude towards others should be polite, otherwise, it will be ······."

Bai Hua began to 'comfort' in this way.

This unique way of comforting made Illya's eyes widen at a loss.

Do you have any misunderstanding about comfort?

Illya felt aggrieved, uncomfortable, and wanted to cry.

"Stupid protein, stop me—ahhhh!!hh

The sound was almost the same as the scream, and it suddenly resounded throughout the room, and even spread out, echoing in the castle, causing Serra, who was chasing Lijielit, to pause in his action, and the next second he was counter-killed.

“······”

"Whew~Whew~"

Of course, this also makes the girl who is already weak fall into a state of hypoxia without suspense.

After taking two deep breaths, Illya barely recovered, but only to the extent that she could speak.

"Stupid... Stupid... A sucker. ”

“······”

Bai Hua had a strange expression of 'I knew it would become like this', pursed his lips tightly, and didn't dare to speak.

A few more minutes passed, and Illya let out a long sigh.

"Bai Hua cares a lot, right? If you want to see him, just go straight to him. ”

"What the Master said is... Emiya boys? ”

"Who else but him?" A complicated look appeared in Illya's eyes, for fear of being discovered by Bai Hua, so don't overdo it.

Bai Hua said hesitantly: "No, I don't want to go, after the young man of the palace summoned Saber, he was already my enemy." ”

He was indeed very concerned about Emiya Shirou's injury, but Bai Hua also knew his identity, so even if he felt guilty, he had no position to visit.

"Woo~ obviously has an expression of 'I care about it and want to go and see', and I say what I don't want to go. Bai Hua is really awkward. ”

Illya said bluntly.

"Didn't you go to your big brother's house almost every day before? The relationship should be very good, I can see it clearly through the demons. ”

"I..."

Bai Hua was dumbfounded.

After all, as a servant, he should not be too ashamed to go to the enemy's house to eat and drink every day before the war.

"So, if you want to go, go as you want."

Illya snorted coldly, burrowed into the quilt, and then made an extremely small sound.

"By the way, look at the big brother's injury, if it's too serious, it's not impossible to help a little, in case there is one less person, it will be too boring."