Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 86 Vol.19 Fujimaru Tachika at Night Tour Time

Oh - owe.

After the banquet was over, Fujimaru Rika rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked down the corridor of Chaldea with a lovely voice that night.

He is a cute pajama with a heart-shaped and cute animal head tattoos on his body. His orange-red hair is not tied into a braid and is casually scattered, probably because he has just woken up and looks very messy.

The time is 0:37.

Generally speaking, Fujimaru Rika doesn't sleep so late.

She is the kind of girl who believes in the kind of routine that goes to bed early and wakes up early. She goes to bed early and wakes up early.Take advantage of the morning when your mind is most awake - to play games.

Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was used to going to bed early, was naturally the first to leave the banquet and go back to sleep.

But I don't know if it was because she was too excited, she couldn't sleep a little.

She was bored. She started playing the psp that Yagi gave her before. Although she didn't have a game card, it was fortunate that there were still games in the memory stick to play, and there were quite a few classic Japanese role-playing games to play.Through hard work, young people get fetters and challenge the evil god to save the world. This routine can be said to be enduring.The games that Fujimaru Rika plays on weekdays are mainly galgames, and occasionally some games with many beautiful men appear.Generally speaking, this is rarely touched, and it is a little fresh.

What's more, in Japanese-style games, it is always accustomed to focus on the plot and mainly sell the plot. This kind of game is like a novel that can be manipulated.The downside is that there will always be a feeling of "Ah, I'm playing, I'll go to bed after watching the following plot", and then the time will unknowingly... Right?
Then couldn't sleep.

I don't know if I've played too many games?Or is it because after suddenly becoming quiet from the hustle and bustle, a little uncomfortable?Lying on the bed, the more she told herself to sleep, the more she couldn't sleep.

Moreover, the surrounding is so quiet... it always gives her a kind of...

Well...the feeling of suddenly focusing on a certain part...

Yes...a lot under the belly, between the legs...

That's what biology means - the bladder...

She began to regret why she had to drink so much iced black tea in high spirits before going to bed.

It's all Yagi-senpai's fault...

Because at the banquet, she couldn't drink, so she could only use iced black tea instead. She drank too many drinks, and now she finally showed the disadvantages.

With this unreasonable condemnation mentality, she blurted her eyes and walked towards the toilet.Although there are few similar descriptions in the animated manga light novels, whether it is a man or a woman, as long as they are alive, they need to excrete.This is the law of nature, there is no reason that beautiful girls do not need to excrete.

But unfortunately, the sleepy-eyed she didn't notice that she had just passed a sign. On the metal sign was a little pink figure in a skirt. Normally, this sign meant [Women's Restroom].

She staggered all the way, yawning, she was like a new born kitten, stumbling.

Until she saw some light in her eyes, she subconsciously leaned over.

No wonder moths fly into flames, it seems that animals are instinctively looking for bright spots.

"Oh, really, everyone doesn't know how to be considerate at all."

The female voice rang out.

(Ah, it's a female voice...)
Fujimaru Rika thought so, her head was dizzy, she was sleepy while trying to find the toilet, when she heard the voice of a woman inside, she thought this was the toilet and walked in.

"En? Fujimaru Rika-kun, are you here for a late night snack too?"

In the restaurant that had been cleaned up, Da Vinci stood inside, with cold chicken and a big glass of beer from the refrigerator.

The former is hard to eat when it is cold, and the latter is the opposite. Da Vinci eats meat and drinks, and is in a superimposed state of unpalatable and refreshing. The degree of entanglement is almost the same as that of Schrodinger.

During today's banquet, Da Vinci was busy adjusting various machines in Chaldea to ensure that they could perform their most basic functions. As soon as the enthusiasm of the researchers came up, he didn't care about the time, and he came back to his senses. This point.She still saw the drunk Dr. Roman returning to the control room, and before going to bed, she wanted to use the computer to browse the blog of Magic Merry Sauce. Only then did she know that the banquet was over, and she missed it perfectly.

So, there was a second reception with a full glass in her hand.

Opposite her is the saint who closed the barrel valve, Miss Marda.

"It's so late, and drinking too much is harmful to the image."

Marda corrected her somewhat subtly.

"Oops, she's such a rigid Saintess--so, do you want to drink Fujimaru Rika-kun too? Or do you want this?"

She turned around and jokingly admonished Marda, and raised the cold chicken and beer in her hands.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Fujimaru Rika just muttered such simple words. Sometimes, the Sandman is really inexplicable. You can't sleep when you lie in bed, and you get sleepy when you do something.

She murmured and murmured as she walked tremblingly.Da Vinci quickly put down the cup in his hand to help her. The wooden eagle on his shoulders, like a living creature, spread its wings and flew, hovering, waiting for the time when it landed on Da Vinci's shoulders again.

Marda also came over, and after listening to her dream, she guessed the whole story: "Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll take her there."

To be honest, Maria had similar things when she was a child, but the situation at that time was that Maria was afraid of the dark and did not dare to go to the toilet alone, which was different from the situation of Fujimaru Rika.

Although Da Vinci is now a daughter on the surface, but in his bones, he is a gentleman. You can't let the gentleman accompany the girl to the toilet, right?He could only shrug his shoulders and joked: "Then this task will be handed over to you, Miss Saintess~"

Seeing that the only person who could persuade him to leave, Da Vinci opened the wine barrel that had just been closed, filled himself with beer, and gulped down a gulp, and then he breathed out a heroic, man-like breath. There was a slight smell of alcohol in the air.

"This is, the last Master of mankind. But looking at the current state, it is really unreliable. But——"

She put the chicken in her mouth and drank the beer.

"That's more interesting~~ As an artist, I really want to see this kind of literary development, come on, little Master. Well, anyway, the Servant won't get drunk, so I'm welcome. lol~"

Muttering like this, she ignored Marda's advice and reached out to the wine barrel again. The night was still long, and she had a lot of time to experience the pleasure of drinking.

(End of this chapter)