Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover

A lightweight tracksuit in blue and gold, paired with mid-thigh sports shorts that revealed a pair of snow-white legs. 

Youthful. Energetic. Without the solemn armour and formal suit, the girl exuded a vibrant charm, as if she were a blooming flower. 

When the blonde, blue-eyed Saber emerged hesitantly from the fitting room, her face flushed with embarrassment, she naturally became the centre of attention. 

Among those watching, one young man with memories of another world reacted most strongly—his eyes widened in shock. 

"T-This is…!" 

Realizing something, Sakatsuki sprang forward like an arrow, but instead of embracing Saber—he scooped up Miyu beside her, lifting her high into the air with excitement. 

"Amazing! You're a genius! My most adorable little sister, as expected!" 

"Put me down, Onii-chan!"

Miyu protested in embarrassment. 

Meanwhile, Saber glanced at Sakatsuki with confusion, then looked down at her outfit, fidgeting uncomfortably as she rubbed her exposed legs. @@novelbin@@

"M-Maybe I should change… at least wear longer pants…" 

"No, Saber, you look great like this!"

Irisviel held Saber's hands, her eyes sparkling.

"I knew I was being too conservative before… girls should dress beautifully!" 

"Mm… Irisviel, I am not a little girl!"

Saber protested, though her petite figure and youthful face made it hard to argue otherwise.

"I am the King of Knights!" 

As the two bickered, a baseball cap fell from above, landing perfectly on Saber's head. At the same time, a blue scarf embroidered with gold patterns wrapped itself deftly around her slender neck, fluttering slightly before resting on her back. 

"What do you think, Miyu?" 

"Mm! Onii-chan, you're amazing!" 

The siblings exchanged a triumphant high-five, while Saber could only sigh in exasperation. 

"I don't recall agreeing to this…" 

"No, no, you definitely would've agreed."

Sakatsuki grinned as he nudged her toward the mirror, adjusting her cap and scarf before stepping aside to let her see herself. 

Gone was her Servant's battle attire. Now, dressed in blue and gold, she looked strikingly fresh and clean. The scarf added a dashing touch, and the cap—well, her signature ahoge stuck straight out, proudly unrestrained! 

As an FGO player, Sakatsuki recognized this outfit instantly. 

This was "Mysterious Heroine X's" outfit.

Realizing this, something in Sakatsuki's mind clicked—some strange, forbidden switch. 

As Fate fan knows, for the sake of a 'better player experience' (or more accurately, "monetization"), FGO features numerous versions of characters with different settings, classes, and personalities—but all with the same face. 

From the 'Mysterious Heroine X' series to the 'Jeanne' series, 'Nero' series, 'Okita' series, and the 'Mo-chan' series…

Dozens of them! No wonder Mysterious Heroine X considered the Saber face Servants a "cancer of the universe" and swore to eradicate them (even though she herself was one). 

And now, the original Artoria, in her youthful knightly form, was standing right in front of him. 

A perfect clothes model! 

If he could convince Saber to change into different outfits and take some pictures… 

"I feel like you're thinking something very disrespectful."

Saber's ahoge twitched like a radar. She instinctively took two steps back, adopting a defensive stance. 

"Oh my, your eyes are practically glowing, little Satsuki~"

Irisviel teased with a playful smile, fully enjoying the spectacle. 

"Irisviel!"

Saber shot her Master a glare before turning to Satsuki, lips pressed in a firm line. With the pride of a knight, she declared.

"No matter what you have in mind, I will not agree to it, Sakatsuki!" 

"Oh? I haven't even said anything yet, King of Knights."

Sakatsuki's golden eyes gleamed with mischief, sending a shiver down Artoria's spine. It reminded her too much of a certain Flower Magus—a literal nightmare. 

Thus, Saber's impression of Satsuki downgraded significantly. 

'I was too naive… I thought he was an honourable man like Sir Galahad…'

Saber mentally chastised herself for being too lenient. 

The next moment, as Sakatsuki took a step forward, Saber smoothly sidestepped behind him. With precise grappling technique, she locked his arms in a hold, firmly restraining him. 

"Control yourself, Master of Caster! Otherwise, I will consider this an act of war!" 

"You take things too seriously… Ow, ow, ow!"

Feeling the overwhelming strength of the red dragon-blooded knight, Satsuki winced. Still, he forced out a defiant declaration: 

"No FGO player could resist the chance to unlock a real-life Spiritron Dress—no one!" 

"I'm saying, I just want to pick out some nice outfits for Saber! What's wrong with that?!" 

Sakatsuki's righteous proclamation didn't fool Miyu, who sighed inwardly. 

'You're just a pervert who wants to see her in different outfits!' 

'My brother can't possibly be this shameless!'

Saber seemed to share the sentiment. Her blue eyes grew colder, and the strength in her arms increased—just as if she were about to strangle him like a certain purple-clad mage. 

But then, Sakatsuki mustered all his strength and raised a single finger. 

"One meal!" 

"…Huh?" 

Feeling her grip loosen slightly, he seized the opportunity to strike the final blow. 

"I'll treat you to lunch today! No matter how much you eat, it's on me!" 

Then, taking a deep breath, he delivered the killing move.

"I'll cook it myself!" 

"W-What?!"

Saber's blue eyes wavered visibly. 

Critical hit! Super effective!

Saber—Defeated!

"…Y-You said it yourself…"

Remembering the feast she missed last night, Saber subconsciously swallowed. Reluctantly, she released Sakatsuki.

"When's lunch?" 

"Patience, my dear King of Knights."

Stretching his arms, Sakatsuki smirked devilishly.

"First, you fulfil my request." 

"Damn it… using food to tempt me like this…"

Saber gritted her teeth in humiliation as she was pushed back into the fitting room. 

***

By the time the group left the clothing store, Irisviel had to use Sakatsuki's magecraft to teleport dozens of shopping bags back to Einzbern Castle. 

As for our dear King of Knights, she was now leaning lifelessly against Irisviel, completely drained. 

The joy of dressing up was one thing, but being treated like a dress-up doll, by a certain shameless young man—enduring it just for the sake of lunch—was pure suffering. 

She had already changed out of the tracksuit, but under heavy protest from both Irisviel and Sakatsuki, she did not return to her black suit. Instead, she compromised—opting for a white blouse, blue tie, blue skirt, and black stockings—her casual FSN attire. 

On a side note, because the clothing store lacked some items, Sakatsuki used Projection Magecraft to create them after consulting Irisviel. 

Which was precisely why Saber now looked so drained. 

If he had been some lecher or had ill intentions, she would have already blasted him with Excalibur. 

The real problem was… this annoyingly grinning young man was genuinely doing this out of goodwill. 

More than exhaustion, Saber simply felt helpless in the face of such sincerity. 

"I've been meaning to ask, Sakatsuki—you seem oddly knowledgeable about Saber's outfits."

Irisviel commented with amusement.

"Almost as if you were prepared for this." 

Sakatsuki didn't deny it. Smirking, he answered.

"Of course. I used to be a King enthusiast." 

"…A what?" 

"Ten thousand Mooncell fans. A million Artoria fans."

Pausing, he added.

"Oh, and 'enthusiast' just means 'fan' in this context." 

"So Saber is your idol?"

Irisviel asked, surprised. 

Even Saber, Miyu, and other Masters and Servants would be stunned to hear this. 

A human, strong enough to stand among Heroic Spirits, fanboying over a past legend? 

"…Something like that."

Sakatsuki nodded. 

And then, a new voice scoffed from afar. 

"Don't make me laugh, jester! This is my domain! My radiance already covers every corner of this city!" 

They turned to see another golden-haired king, standing across the street—exuding arrogant majesty. 

"Archer!"

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