Cerejeira – 𝘈𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢

Servant maintenance is such a fucking hassle, what the hell.

What, you need me to get you a new bra? Eh, sure, I can talk with Miss Crane.

You have strength at level D, you will be fine.

Cue more faint blushing on her face. "Right, but. I'm not going to say out all my thoughts on this. For the better."

"So, my common sense says I should keep some decency and say no. But... on the other hand, my greedy ass wants all I can get."

"Don't worry, all is good. ... just didn't expect a single little kiss to get to me this much."

"Oh, I'm okay. It's the, how do I put it, figurative kind of a hit."

"Yeah. Just didn't expect it to hit me so much."

...

As much as I hate to say it, this costume is pretty damn comfortable....

Fuck. It's Sunday.

As I said. Dressed as a cold bitch this year.

This year I'm dressing up as a cold bitch.

Oh no.

Dunno. That we have plenty of servants that are a danger to average human?

I'm trying to get away from every servant as a rule of thumb, yes.

Fujimaru pick up your servant...

And I didn't say it at any time-

Don't put words into my mouth.