Chapter 56: Lancelot's Little Stories
[May 26, Morning]
[You escaped from Scathach's house.]
[Although it seems you've figured out that everything between you and Scathach was just a misunderstanding, it feels like things are heading toward a "well, since it's already wrong, might as well go all the way" direction…]
[Anyway, let's wait and see how Scathach reacts next.]
At Chaldea Academy, Britain Class.
Eikou wearily returned to class and buried his face in his arms, collapsing onto the desk.
"Sir Eikou, thou hast returned…"
The two Knights of the Round Table sitting at the back were also in miserable shape, still groaning from their hangovers. Last night they too had been forced to drink nothing but Water of Life, and even now they hadn't recovered.
"Sir Eikou, where did you go last night?" Tristan asked with a pained expression.
"Don't ask."
Eikou shook his head, still lying face down on the desk,
"What about you two? Where did you go afterward? Why wasn't anyone there when I woke up?"
"I remember after sobering up, we dragged ourselves to KTV and got drunk again. Tristan, in his drunken state, caused a huge mess."
Hearing that, Eikou jolted upright as if he'd found a comrade in suffering:
"Tristan, don't tell me you also encountered…"
"What? Did the same thing happen to thee?"
Tristan recounted his story with a face full of pain:
"I was coaxed into doing a photobook photoshoot and recording my singing voice while still drunk. When I woke up the next morning, my album had already spread all over the school walls. I still haven't retrieved them all. When Mordred saw it… it was over. Everything shattered. Copies have been shared billions of times across the world."
"…I haven't experienced that, but my haunted house video is still being passed around, so I know how humiliating that feels," Eikou said helplessly.
"Sir Eikou, at least you still got off easy," Gawain cut in. "You were just drunk and kept yelling about wanting to go meet Minamoto no Raikou. Those girls were worried about you going out alone in the middle of the night, so they all followed along."
Why would I want to meet Minamoto no Raikou when I'm drunk!? So I really did volunteer to leave!
Eikou finally understood the entire course of events.
While everyone else was at KTV and Tristan was forced into a photobook, he — drunk out of his mind — got dragged off by a group of women, played penalty games in Scathach's room, and that led to this morning's "disaster."
At this point, there was nothing left to say: next life, learn from the mistake.
"Haiz…"
The three guys let out a long, collective sigh of exhaustion.
At the front of the classroom, Oberon watched the scene and couldn't help but comment:
"So parties are that terrifying, huh? Thank goodness I didn't have any money to go last night."
"Hey, how about I tell you something more interesting?"
Oberon clapped his hands with a bright smile:
"I heard there's another transfer student today. Guess which Servant it'll be? From Lostbelt, proper human history, Age of God, or the modern era — from the legend of Asterios or Arthur?"
"Lancelot," Gawain answered without hesitation.
Tristan: "It's definitely Lancelot."
Eikou: "I bet 5 QP, it's absolutely Lancelot!"
"You guys are way too eager for Lancelot…" Oberon said helplessly. "Sure, it's fun to see familiar faces, but wouldn't it be more interesting to look forward to something new? It would make the story more exciting."
"It's just that they've been saying Lancelot would transfer for a month now, but it's always Jeanne Alter wearing Lancelot's armor or some Fairy Knight using the name Lancelot. It's about time the real deal showed up."
"Oh? But what a pity," Oberon said, snapping his fingers elegantly. "This time, the transfer student is a blonde."
Everyone looked confused: "But isn't Lancelot also 'blonde' (Gyaru-oh)?"
"I mean blonde literally!"
"Let me say something,"
Eikou spoke in the tone of an expert,
"I actually knew since yesterday. Scathach-sensei told me the new student is a girl — and she'll be my new desk partner."
"Umu, it's a girl. So the basic answer has already appeared, right?" Oberon said with a smile.
"I got it." Gawain nodded.
"You guessed it too? Then let's say it together," Tristan said seriously, "Three, two, one…"
The three shouted in unison:
"Lancelot female version from another world!"
"Why did you guys come to such a half-baked conclusion!? Just how much do you all want to see Lancelot!" Oberon couldn't help but yell, "Besides, wasn't Eikou's previous seatmate already a 'female Lancelot'!?"
"That was Melusine pretending to be Lancelot, we're talking about the real female Lancelot from another world! You're not taking this seriously at all! You're completely failing to show respect to Type-Moon's setting!"
But a moment later, Eikou couldn't help but cut in:
"…That being said, Melusine is actually more 'Lancelot' than the real Lancelot. She is the LANCELOT of all Lancelots."
"When did Lancelot become an adjective!? I can't even recognize the three letters of 'Lancelot' anymore!"
"Though the possibility is low," Tristan suddenly widened his eyes, "since there's already a male King Arthur, why can't we imagine the existence of a female Lancelot?"
Gawain said with a serious face: "Let's analyze it carefully."
"If Lancelot got turned into a woman, that would be great…"
Tristan trembled as he spoke,
"A noble, pure, and innocent knight princess with a forbidden love for a married man — and what's more, she might be a wife, a mother… Is there any setting in this world more exciting than that!?"
"No no no, that's just you shoving your fetish into Lancelot's setting."
Eikou, sitting next to him, shook his head like a sage:
"Tristan, you've completely failed to grasp the essence of the character Lancelot."
"Oh? Then Sir Eikou, I'd like to hear your opinion. How should Lancelot be in your eyes?"
"No matter the gender, she's still Lancelot — so she absolutely must have…"
Eikou declared boldly:
"Noble Phantasm Quick!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Eikou also burst out laughing: "Lancelot's Noble Phantasm effect is dyeing the teammates' hair green!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Watching the two Knights of the Round Table laugh like maniacs, Oberon couldn't help but say, "Do you guys hate Lancelot or like him? I'm getting more and more confused here!"
Eikou patted his shoulder,
"Don't mind it, Oberon. By the way, lately your commentary's been getting more lively. Could it be that you're actually a pretty serious guy deep down?"
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Note: LOL~~~, this chapter is so funny, hahahahaha