Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

"Is that guy performing?"

"I think so."

"Wait, is that man a newbie? He tied a rope to the dog's neck and is having the dog pull the electric scooter?"

"Exactly, isn't he choking the dog? If he had used a proper dog harness, it wouldn't have looked so amateur."

"But there's a possibility, just a possibility, mind you, that the guy on the scooter is actually riding it, and he's just walking the dog with the rope, not having the dog pull the scooter."

"But then again, if this is a performance in the amusement park, what is he performing?"

"True, and I don't see any cameramen around either."

"Or maybe this guy is a performance artist?"

"...And you call this art?"

Listening to the conversations of the surrounding crowd and feeling the sharp gazes that felt like thorns, Bai Song could feel himself tensing up.

This scene was making even someone as socially introverted as him feel overwhelmed. Fortunately, he had acquired his small electric donkey that was now lacking a battery and didn't even know if it could still be referred to as an electric scooter.

With his keen sense of smell, Bai Song quickly and decisively put on the balaclava that resembled a fierce bandit, paying no attention to the curious glances from the people in the parking lot.

Ultimately, Bai Song's decision was extremely correct and necessary. After putting on the balaclava, he attached one end of Spike's leash to the handlebars, turning Spike into the power source for this electric "donkey." It was quite a humane setup!

Lastly, Bai Song took a seat on this "dog-powered" electric scooter and set off into the distance. Perhaps, this could be called a "dog-cart"?

Pushing a cart was a physically demanding task, and Bai Song knew he didn't have the stamina to push this powerless electric scooter for several kilometers. If he attempted that, he'd probably be completely exhausted halfway through the journey.

This was where he needed a presence that wouldn't worry about physical exertion, and that choice... well, dog choice, was Spike. After all, Spike was Spike, his stamina never ran out, right?

Bringing the topic back, if Bai Song hadn't been wearing this provocative balaclava, he wouldn't have been able to drive this "dog-cart" as calmly and confidently as he was now.

Even if he had managed to drive calmly at the beginning without realizing this, as soon as he reached areas with more pedestrians, like the vicinity around him, it would have been extremely awkward.

If he had put his feet on the ground, he might have been so embarrassed that he'd dig a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment out of the ground with his toes.

The reason Bai Song wanted to take the practically useless electric scooter with him instead of finding a store to buy a new battery and then return to the parking lot to install it was quite simple – he was really fed up with Gudako's antics.

First, Gudako had Cú Chulainn follow him and then provoked his dog when he went to eat. After getting knocked around, she even snatched his scooter's battery. At that moment, Bai Song was nearly on the brink of calling her a "dog."

Now, if he were to leave the electric scooter in the parking lot, he feared that when he went to buy a battery, Gudako might return with her Servants to steal the scooter as well. He'd come back to find a scooter without a battery, and if he bought a new battery, he'd have no scooter.

As for whether Gudako was capable of such a sneaky act, Bai Song could only say – you wouldn't put it past her, right?

After the incident earlier that morning, when Gudako sneak-attacked him without warning, he initially thought it was a misunderstanding. He had hoped to clear it up through conversation, but now he was at the point where he saw Gudako and just wanted to pull out a little whip and spank her.

Whether to say it or not, the texture felt oddly satisfying.

"Damn it, isn't there a single shop in this damn theme park that sells batteries?!"

Looking around, Bai Song saw either entertainment facilities or various EUO merchandise shops. He felt like he was about to go nuts. Even though he wasn't the one pulling the cart, he was the one getting all the attention.

The former caused physical harm, while the latter caused mental anguish. Although Bai Song was more willing to endure mental anguish, he definitely didn't want to suffer any physical harm.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these random thoughts, Bai Song refocused on finding an electronics store that sold batteries. However, before long, he started getting annoyed with this city that seemed to be filled with nothing but entertainment facilities.

"Damn, who planned this idiotic city?" Seeing yet another shop selling various merchandise up ahead, this was the fifth one within a 100-meter distance, and Bai Song couldn't help but exclaim in frustration, "If I find out who's responsible, they won't have an easy time!"

Of course, this was just a casual complaint, and he had no intention of actually picking a fight with anyone. As for Tom, who was hanging around his neck, upon hearing Bai Song's words, he scratched his head in puzzlement, 'City?'

Then, Tom reached his hand behind Bai Song's back and pulled out a newspaper, carefully reading through it. His left hand's finger traced along each line of text until it stopped at the words "EUO Super Deluxe Seaside Paradise."

Looking at this line of text, Tom scratched his clever little head, different from Spike's, and secretly pondered, 'That's right, it's indeed a theme park, huh? Could it be that our owner is a fun-lover?'

Once he confirmed he hadn't misremembered, Tom decisively spread out the newspaper in front of Bai Song's face and pointed at the word "乐园" (paradise/theme park) with his finger.

Seeing the newspaper being shoved in his face, Bai Song was initially puzzled, not understanding what Tom was trying to do. It wasn't until he noticed Tom pointing at the word "乐园" (theme park) that Bai Song's mouth twitched. He had actually been corrected by a cat.

"Ah, right, right, right, I got it."

After casually appeasing Tom, who was so eager to correct him, Bai Song continued to contemplate his previous thoughts. If he couldn't find a shop selling batteries, he might really have to push the cart back to Fuyuki City.

It's important to note that unlike this place, Fuyuki didn't have any festivals or events, and his current outfit would undoubtedly make him stand out as the most stylish guy on Fuyuki's streets.

But... even in this theme park, he was already attracting attention. Maybe it wouldn't be much different when he returned to Fuyuki?

As he pondered this, Bai Song suddenly felt a desire to go back to Fuyuki.

Just as Bai Song was lost in thought, a loud noise echoed through the sky. Something had appeared!

"Boom!!!!!"