Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?

Book 6: Chapter 47:2: Steal? Master, I Choose You! Part 2

Flat-Chested Chinese: Little Heng, are you coming home for lunch? If you are, I’ll prepare lunch for you.

He Who Knows Fate: Master, there’s no need. I’m having lunch with Kazuma. He delayed my breakfast, so I plan to have a free lunch with him.

Flat-Chested Chinese: Alright, then I’ll just make lunch for Ryougi Shiki and myself.

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: Huh? What do you want from me?

He Who Knows Fate: My master said Ryougi Shiki, so why are you here?

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: Aren’t I Ryougi Shiki?

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: …

Efreet: Oh! Look who’s here. It’s Ryougi Shiki. The imposter can disappear now. .com

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: Imposter? Haven’t I been tagged? I’m Root, you know.

He Who Knows Fate: So, who claimed to be Ryougi Shiki just now?

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: How should I know? Is there such a person?

Kazuma the Brute: Root is getting cheekier by the day.

God Sai: Starting to resemble someone.

Kal’tsit: Seems like she’s been spoiled a bit.

Lord of the White Night: Quite an odd personality.

He Who Knows Fate: Shiki, you’re awake.

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: Yeah, just woke up.

Flat-Chested Chinese: Are you having lunch or going back to sleep?

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: I’ll go back to sleep for a while; I’ll skip lunch.

He Who Knows Fate: That won’t do; you’re a patient now, and you need regular meals. I’ve already purchased your lunchtime medicinal cuisine and sent it to you via a red packet. Remember to eat at noon, and you can recycle any waste to the Dimension Administrators Association.

King Wolffy: Does the Dimension Administrators Association collect garbage?

He Who Knows Fate: Not really, it’s mainly because this medicinal cuisine was bought from the Dimension Administrators Association, so they offer buyback services. Shiki, don’t sleep yet; have your medicinal cuisine first and then sleep. Just wait a bit longer.

Chen Heng felt like he was dealing with a child; after all, Shiki had lost most of her memories, so that was not quite wrong.

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: Alright, thank you, Elder Brother.

He Who Knows Fate: Alright.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: I’m jealous. Elder Brother, you’ve never been this good to me.

He Who Knows Fate: …Be content. If you’re wondering who I treat best, don’t you have an idea? Among the group living in my house now, you’re treated the best, although the one I feel the most indebted to is Little Li.

He Who Knows Fate: No, I need to get a gift for Luo Li and also for Jeanne d’Arc.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: Elder Brother, I want one too.

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: Elder Brother, me too.

He Who Knows Fate: Root, you…

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki [Root]: Is there a problem?

Faillen Angel Gabriel: Has Root lost her dignity for a gift?

Iron Fist Teacher: Theoretically, Root Shiki is still Shiki.

Blank Never Loses: Root and Shiki are not on the same level.

Queen of Ice and Snow: Is this the world’s consciousness of my world? I can’t help but feel a bit…

I Have a Strong Presence: Embarrassed?

Queen of Ice and Snow: Not exactly.

Chen Heng sighed as he watched the chat go off-topic. Then he took a bite of Giant Toad meat after sighing. Hmm… Delicious.

He Who Knows Fate: By the way, Master, you haven’t started cooking yet, have you?

Flat-Chested Chinese: Not yet. Since it’s just me eating, I’ll keep it simple.

He Who Knows Fate: That won’t do; my senior sister will be there at noon. Master, you can’t make it too simple. Kazuma has given me some frog meat for Master.

Upon seeing this, Fu Hua pondered whether Chen Heng had discovered her little prank with his breakfast. He even knew about Cheng Lixue coming for lunch, so he might have realized.

Fu Hua recalled her recent behavior when she thought about this morning’s prank; indeed, she had become…livelier. Perhaps it was because the pressure of the Honkai had disappeared. After all, China didn’t need Fu Hua’s protection anymore.

Kazuma the Brute: Alright, Immortal, this frog meat is specially prepared by Chen Heng for you. I’ll send you half and pass the rest to Big Brother Chen Heng.

As Kazuma spoke, he took one of the four bags nearby and sent it to Fu Hua, then passed one directly to Chen Heng, which went into Chen Heng’s spatial storage.

He Who Knows Fate: Try making some dishes with this frog meat. It’s incredibly delicious, so don’t skimp on it for my senior sister.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: I want some too.

He Who Knows Fate: …Sirin, please bear with it for now. Tohsaka Aoi’s cooking should be delicious. I’ll treat you all to a good meal after the Holy Grail Carnival.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: Elder Brother, remember what you said.

He Who Knows Fate: Don’t worry.

Time Witch: Elder Brother, what gift are you planning to give me?

He Who Knows Fate: I’m thinking. Luo Li, what do you want?

Time Witch: I want you

He Who Knows Fate: …

Chen Heng was caught off-guard by Luo Li’s directness. You…are truly something else.

Time Witch: …to restore your memories.

He Who Knows Fate: Erm…nicely done. contemporary romance

Herrscher of Pufferfish: Phew! You scared me.

Efreet: Sirin, since we’re close in age, I’ll give you some advice.

Herrscher of Pufferfish:

Efreet: Never underestimate the competition around you, no matter who it is, and always stay vigilant. It’s a tough world out there.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: What do you mean?

Efreet: I can’t say anything more. That’s it. If I say it and reveal it, it will be pointless.

He Who Knows Fate: Rest assured. If the Holy Grail can’t restore my memories this time, I’ll use the service at the Dimension Administrators Association’s store.

Chen Heng always felt it was unfair to be missing memories when they all remembered him. Not recalling them felt awkward.

If it turned out that the two of them were really from a re:life, Chen Heng wouldn’t feel conflicted over not having his memories. After all, that was something that hadn’t happened yet.

But now, it seemed their situation wasn’t quite like re:life.

As Chen Heng ate, he began watching today’s Holy Grail Carnival game.

Today’s Holy Grail Carnival only took a morning; the game was already over.

This time, the game presented by the Holy Grail War’s Holy Grail Carnival was called Magic Chess.

That’s right. It was indeed a modified version of the magic chess from No Game No Life.

Root copied many details from the Ten Pledges.

[TL Note: Here’s more information on the Ten Pledges from No Game No Life: /wiki/Ten_Covenants.]

It was blatant plagiarism. If the authorities could see it, Root would surely face legal sanctions.

However, right from the start of the game, the black side encountered a major challenge.

In magic chess, each side had 16 players. This game allowed Masters to participate, but there were only 13 of them. Tohsaka Rin couldn’t attend, still not daring to reveal her identity.

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