"Well then, everyone, let's wait for tomorrow's competition."
Late at night, it was time to rest. Morgan put down the chess piece she was holding, she had been playing chess with Artoria.
Knowing it was her bedtime, she said softly and charmingly, "Lack of sleep is a woman's greatest enemy. Everyone should get proper rest."
"Ah, Morgan is right, Morgan makes sense."
Sneaking ice cream nearby, Merlin, the hikikomori, was in a state of... how to put it? The one who feared no one was actually afraid of Morgan, just like the girls in Uruk who feared no one except Tiamat.
Always suppressed by Morgan, Merlin acted cute while noticing Morgan's gaze had turned towards her.
"Merlin, it's time for you to sleep."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Almost saluting, Merlin laughed sheepishly.
"You, always eating these snacks, aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"
Sighing helplessly at Merlin, unlike other Servants, emotions like jealousy were almost non-existent in Morgan.
Because she was disliked by the people of Britain since childhood due to her magical nature, Morgan survived alone until Ryuya appeared.
She understood the feeling of solitude better than anyone and valued Ryuya more than anyone.
To Morgan, Ryuya's presence was like a beam of light in the darkness.
After all, she had been truly lonely back then. Even Yukino had her sister Haruno, Kaguya had Hayasaka, Merlin had Vivian, Gilgamesh had Siduri, Ereshkigal had her unreliable idiot sister Ishtar.
Only Morgan, like Tiamat, had lost some things, abandoned everything, and possessed nothing.
To some extent, she was the loneliest one.
As long as Ryuya was happy, as long as Ryuya still loved her, Morgan would support whatever Ryuya did.
Looking somewhat helplessly at Merlin, she sighed, "You... I don't know how you grew up. You're older than me, yet I still have to take care of you in the end."
"Hehe, because Morgan is the best~"
Rubbing affectionately against Morgan, Merlin indicated she would go to sleep after finishing this ice cream.
"By the way, Gil."
In another corner of the living room, Enkidu, who had been reading, had gotten to know most people's personalities after two days of interaction.
As for the other girls... how to put it? Her favorability was actually quite high. She felt each had their own merits, and they would all truly get along like family sooner or later.
Tugging at the hem of Gilgamesh's clothes, who was drowsy nearby, Enkidu wanted to discuss tomorrow's competition with the King of Heroes, but...
Snore...
Already drowsily asleep, having spent who-knows-how-much effort arguing with Ea about the day's work, Gilgamesh had no energy left to discuss tactics with Enkidu.
"...This idiot."
Looking at the sleeping female Gil, Enkidu sighed helplessly and chose a tactical retreat.
Meanwhile.
Since their relationships hadn't reached that level yet, Kaguya and Souji indeed returned to their own rooms. Only Yukino stayed with Ryuya.
She spent the entire evening telling Ryuya about things she knew. Having received immense satisfaction, Yukino had never felt time pass so quickly.
The next day arrived swiftly.
"Everyone, it's time to prepare for the second competition!"
Still holding the megaphone, Haruno's refereeing was quite thorough.
"What is the second competition?"
Looking at Yukino, who seemed completely different today, radiant and graceful like a flower, almost everyone felt stimulated, everyone widened their eyes, looking at referee Haruno, determined to win first place in today's competition!
"Everyone, as a wife, pleasing your beloved is a fundamental skill. So the second competition is about... talent!"
"Dancing, singing, poetry... it doesn't matter what the performance is, as long as it's something you're good at and can elicit Ryuya's fondness, it's acceptable."
"Now, I declare..."
Boom!
Just as Haruno was about to announce the start of the second Hubby Contest battle, an inexplicable impulse surged in everyone's hearts.
It was the surge of magical energy, the trembling of Snowfield City's leylines.
"This is..."
The first to react was Gilgamesh, who immediately changed into her golden armor.
"This feeling... has the Holy Grail War begun?"
Raising an eyebrow with her green eyes, Enkidu followed Gilgamesh outside, looking towards Snowfield City through the forest.
"Finally started? This lady has been waiting for so long."
Unable to contain her restlessness, Ishtar flew directly from the castle into the sky, gazing at Snowfield City from afar.
Following Ishtar, the other girls also came out.
'Ah, the battle has begun. This feeling... it's Emiya Kiritsugu, right?'
Standing at the center of everyone, Ryuya also smiled, "I've been waiting for so long. They've finally gathered enough magical energy to start the war."
'But, before that...'
Noticing the girls only glanced at the magically surging Snowfield City before all rushing back over, Ryuya was momentarily taken aback.
"Is, what are you doing? We still have to continue the competition!"
"That's right, Sensei, you don't think the Holy Grail War starting means our competition stops, do you?"
"Exactly! This king hasn't admitted defeat yet! This is just the beginning!"
They made it clear: the Holy Grail War was the Holy Grail War, and the Hubby Contest was the Hubby Contest. They were completely separate matters.
Looking seriously at Ryuya, the joy within the Einzbern Castle was far from over.
…
Meanwhile, in a hotel in Snowfield City.
"This should be about enough. Time to prepare the summoning ritual."
Emiya Kiritsugu, the Magus Killer, known as an unconventional and criticized figure.
His personality was resolute, just, and full of idealism. Kiritsugu was the standard 'justice envoy' who would kill 99 to save 100.
By chance, while on a mission in the Far East, he heard about the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City.
Initially, he didn't believe in the so-called omnipotent wish-granter, but after he researched related information and even spent a fortune consulting the Clock Tower, he finally confirmed one thing: the Holy Grail War was real.
'So, this is the luck bestowed upon me by heaven?'
Looking at the box on the bed, Kiritsugu opened it. Inside was a sword sheath with an exaggerated design.
Studded with numerous jewels, its deep blue appearance didn't look like an artifact over a thousand years old… it was more like a perfect work of art.
Gazing at the treasure hailed as Camelot's most precious Noble Phantasm, what Kiritsugu held was none other than the scabbard named Avalon… the Everdistant Utopia.