Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Bai Song carefully pondered the situation. If he couldn't find a place to buy a battery, returning to Fuyuki wouldn't be the best option. After all, he was practically a wanted criminal now. It would be like walking into a trap to go back to Fuyuki so openly. Especially since he was still wearing his highly recognizable outfit – returning to Fuyuki in such a conspicuous manner would be like lighting a lantern in a restroom to find excrement.

Moreover, he had to consider that he had evaded the authorities just recently. If he were to be spotted again, the welcoming committee would undoubtedly consist of the enthusiastic and hospitable Fuyuki police officers. The mere thought made Bai Song's legs feel weak. He had barely escaped by the skin of his teeth before; going through it again would be brutal.

During moments like these, Bai Song couldn't help but envy proper Magus, let alone the accomplished ones. Even a small fry like Waver could effortlessly use suggestive Magecraft to hypnotize regular people. If only he had that ability, he'd be invincible!

However, such powers seemed to be reserved for the realm of dreams. In reality, he knew he'd never possess such abilities. Unless... he started learning Magecraft from scratch. But that idea quickly faded away. He didn't have the resources or time to learn Magecraft properly. It was a nearly lifelong endeavor.

Instead, he needed to focus on the upcoming racing competition. Winning the "EUO Super Deluxe Seaside Paradise Grand Prix" would grant him another chance to summon a new Servant. Maybe he could summon a Servant capable of inducing hypnosis or some other powerful ability. That seemed much more practical than trying to learn Magecraft in such a short time.

In conclusion, Bai Song decided not to return to Fuyuki, at least not for now. It wasn't feasible, especially within the next seven days. He would stay in this amusement park and take advantage of its offerings. Gudako had provided him with some free tickets for indulgence, and Bai Song found himself particularly fond of indulging in such luxuries.

If he couldn't find a place to buy a battery by evening, he might have to resort to a less honorable route: stealing someone else's battery. After all, as someone who was here to save the world, stealing a battery shouldn't be too much of an issue, right? Bai Song's reasoning seemed more and more solid to him, and his gaze involuntarily shifted towards the electric bikes parked on the roadside.

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"BOOM!!!!!!"

"Hmm? What the hell's happening now?" Gudako looked up from her annoyance, raising an eyebrow as she glanced into the distance.

Mashu also looked over, though she could only see the smoke and dust raised by the explosion faintly. "I don't know... could it be another Servant battle? Like the one we had with Schrödinger before?"

"There's absolutely no way!" However, as Mashu finished speaking, Gudako confidently pulled out the free indulgence ticket she had snatched from Cú Chulainn.

"Look here, if there's a battle, it would show up on the betting interface for me to wager on. But right now, there's nothing on the indulgence ticket, proving that there's no conflict or battle happening."

"But, um..." Watching Gudako speak so proudly, Mashu hesitated for a moment. "Senpai, your indulgence ticket has no points on it, so even if there were a battle, it wouldn't display the betting interface for you, because you don't have any capital to wager."

"???" Hearing Mashu's words, Gudako's expression of triumph froze on her face.

"You make a good point. Let's not talk about this again!" With that said, Gudako stormed off in a huff.

Why did her eyes always seem teary? It was because she had a learning-underling with a knack for striking nerves!

People said having a good underling was like having a warm little coat, but why did her underling seem more like armor that struck back?

"Huh? Why, Senpai?" Seeing the situation, Mashu blinked her eyes in confusion and then hurriedly followed, seemingly not understanding why Gudako was angry.

Meanwhile, at the rear of the group, Cú Chulainn was watching the two with a mischievous grin.

He was increasingly convinced that betting on Red Archer earlier had been a wise decision. Since he couldn't retain the indulgence ticket anyway, he might as well spend the points freely and be a happy onlooker. Wasn't it enjoyable to be a carefree bystander?

At least for now, Lady Luck was on his side, allowing him to be idle and enjoy the spectacle of Gudako's reactions.

Of course, things would be even better if he had never met Gudako in the first place.

"Senpai..."

"Don't talk to me. I don't need your armor piercing!" Gudako didn't let Mashu continue speaking, expertly cutting her off to prevent any more striking remarks.

Mashu repeated the unfamiliar term that Gudako had used with a puzzled expression, clearly not understanding it at all. "Armor piercing...?"

Taking a deep breath, Gudako eventually gave up on her irritation towards Mashu. She realized she was acting a bit childish just now. She turned around, trying to adjust her emotions, and asked, "Anyway, is there something else you wanted to say?"

"Something else?"

Upon hearing this, Mashu, who had initially wanted to say nothing more, was awakened by Gudako's words. She suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right! If I recall correctly, Senpai, your Saint Quartz should also be in your skirt pocket, right?"

"If you didn't take out the Saint Quartz when you threw away your skirt earlier, then..."

Hearing Mashu's words, Gudako suddenly realized something. Her pupils contracted sharply, and she quickly reached into all her pockets, searching frantically all over her body. "Gone... gone... gone... gone!"

"I just spent two Saint Quartz, and they're gone?!!!"

A thud echoed as Gudako's mind went blank. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the ground.

"At that time..."

In Gudako's mind, scenes of her battle with Spike flashed by rapidly. She remembered that her skirt, containing the Saint Quartz, had been left on the dining table. And that dining table had been directly taken away by Spike. In other words, not only did she lose the indulgence ticket, but her Saint Quartz also fell into the clutches of Schrödinger!

"Schrödinger, you bastard! My indulgence ticket and Saint Quartz, you better return them to me!!!"