Chapter 162: [162] Feast

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Chapter 162 - [162] Feast Closing the door, all the sorrow and wailing were shut inside the workshop. "After causing such chaos, are you finally willing to settle down?" "No, this is just the beginning, Kariya—but before that, why don't you tell me: how did you figure out I was watching over you?" "I guessed. I just thought someone like you would definitely tamper with the place where you've lived." "...I'm sorry for being so distrusted by you all. This morning too, couldn't you just let me die in peace?" "Who would believe your nonsense! Have some self-awareness about your own strength, would you? How could you just die like that!" "Well, well, my strength is actually about the same as Ritsuka's." "Ritsuka? Who's that? Is there someone else as twisted as you?" Kariya was shocked, but then sighed. "Forget it, although it's clumsy, thank you for comforting me." Sakatsuki's expression stiffened slightly. "Why do you think I did this? If it weren't for our friendship..." "I know, I know, you're so nagging, not like your old self." "That's because the old me wasn't really me." Sakatsuki casually replied, then leaned against the wall with Kariya, gazing at the starry sky outside the window. "So, how do you feel now that the person you hate is dying?" "Hate... of course, I still hate him, but I feel a bit unwilling." "Unwilling?" "Yes, unwilling." Kariya looked up, finally understanding why he had saved Tokiomi Tohsaka— "Tokiomi must die, but he can't die so casually." "But his death must be by my hand, because I came with the flames of revenge. I want him to die in pain and regret after realizing he pushed his daughter into a pit of fire." Recalling Kirei Kotomine's purely malicious smile, Kariya couldn't help but clench his fists. "He can't die so easily, betrayed by some lowlife just to satisfy their own desires. That kind of death is too lenient for him!" "I see." Sakatsuki naturally wouldn't expose anything, just smiled and was about to speak when the door to the workshop suddenly opened. The sobs of two girls could be heard, and Aoi, standing at the door with red eyes, though seemingly on the verge of collapse, managed a weak smile at Kariya. "Kariya, Tokiomi wants to see you." Kariya opened his mouth, instinctively looking at Sakatsuki, who had already cunningly stepped back, giving him a thumbs up. Go for it, buddy, you can do it! ...This little traitor. With the feeling of a bad student being called to the teacher's office, Kariya took a deep breath and walked towards his family's workshop. Watching the two figures disappear into the basement, Sakatsuki blinked, then turned and walked towards the front door. It seemed Kariya hadn't realized yet what the joke he made upon arrival truly implied. "Everything is as you requested, but the fee won't be low, okay?" Sakatsuki murmured to himself, then spread his hands, fingers rhythmically weaving the cadence of a displacement spell. "But first, we must invite the guests, and then—clear the area!" The displacement spell activated again, hundreds of meters away, a man in black and his assistant, who was observing, suddenly fell into the displacement space. When they came to, they were back at the Einzbern Castle. Only when facing the wary King of Knights did the displacement space politely appear before her. After a moment's hesitation, Saber lifted her head and stepped forward, accepting Sakatsuki's invitation. Thus, in the Matou residence, the King of Knights and the young man met. "Lord Sakatsuki, what is the reason for sending Kiritsugu and Maiya away and only bringing me here?" Under the moonlight, the golden-haired girl tried to maintain her regal dignity as she questioned the knight she had personally appointed. And Sakatsuki, with the demeanour of a knight, responded. "Just like the former Lancer, this time, please witness the final act of the Knight of the Lake." As if realizing something, Saber's saintly blue eyes contracted sharply. *** "Father, father, father..." Rin, just stepping into her teenage years, sat by Tokiomi's bedside, clutching his arm, repeatedly calling out to the father she respected most, as if this could call him back from death. And Sakura stood by her sister's side, biting her lip, her purple eyes filled with sorrow. No matter what, Tokiomi Tohsaka was her father, bound by blood. When Kariya walked in, this was the scene he saw. "..." If I have sinned, let Sakatsuki punish me, not make me witness this. The originally somber mood was instantly dispelled. Kariya leaned against the doorframe, somewhat annoyed, and said. "So, why did you call me here?" Hearing Kariya's voice, Tokiomi suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils focusing briefly before scattering again. After expressing his long-buried love to his two daughters and apologizing to his wife, entrusting his affairs—Tokiomi's life was like a dying oil lamp, flickering weakly. But he still had words left unsaid, even if those words would shatter the pride he had always held dear. "Kariya, I beg you one last thing—please take care of Sakura." "Understood." "—And, please take care of Aoi and Rin!" "!!!" Kariya widened his eyes, looking at the man whose gaze was unfocused but still stubbornly fixed on him, feeling for the first time that he had lost to him. "Such things... you don't need to say!" "Then I can rest easy..." With his final concern laid to rest, Tokiomi took one last look at the people he loved by his side, slowly closed his eyes, and finally stopped his laboured breathing. The head of the Tohsaka family, one of the three great magus families, Tokiomi Tohsaka, died in the Fourth Holy Grail War. The man's arm fell limply, the girls' heart-wrenching sobs rose, and Aoi cried so hard she nearly fainted. Kariya stared at Tokiomi for a long time, then stumbled upstairs, not in the mood to deal with the suddenly appearing Saber, but called Sakatsuki down. Together, they comforted the girls, and Sakatsuki declined to accompany them. Kariya alone escorted them and Tokiomi's body to the Zenjou residence. Half an hour later, Kariya returned to the cold and empty Matou residence, his hands empty, his face filled with loneliness. No, take that back—it wasn't cold and empty at all! Amidst the clattering of pots and pans, a tantalizing aroma wafted through, making Kariya's mouth water. Under Kariya's astonished gaze, Sakatsuki, wearing an apron, skillfully wielded a spatula, stir-frying with ease before plating another delicious dish, which was then teleported via displacement magic to the dining table set up in the courtyard. The petite Saber and the black-armoured Berserker sat at the table like well-behaved schoolchildren, waiting for Kariya to arrive (though a certain someone's rationality was hanging by a thread...). "What are you all..." "Back?" Sakatsuki put away the utensils, took off the apron, and then grinned at Kariya. "Have a seat for the feast." *** Hey readers! Want to read ahead? ???? Join my Patreon for early access to 30+ advance Chapters! Your support helps me write more and bring the story to you faster. ????/aarvan???? Thanks for being awesome! ❤️

Chapter 162: [162] Feast

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