The calendar fast-forwarded, and page after page of schedules were turned.
[As the days passed, you gradually found the rhythm of campus life.]
[During the day, you studied diligently in class.
After school, you went to work at Enma-tei, giving massages to various guests to earn the necessary funds for the Social Gathering.]
[Gawain also often joined you for part-time work at Enma-tei.
He wanted to apply for the chef position, but his special mashed potatoes were rated by Benienma as ‘an interesting person, very suitable for greeting guests at the front desk.’ So, he switched professions and achieved great success, bringing a huge wave of popularity to the restaurant with his refreshing and sunny Knight image.]
[Every night before going to bed, you would be concerned about the female ghost’s cries in the dormitory building from before.
However, your daily schedule was packed, and you were so tired that you fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow, so you wouldn’t even know if there was any movement in the middle of the night.]
[Half a month passed like this.]
[As the Social Gathering day gradually approached, the teacher held a mock exam, and you felt you performed pretty well.]
[On April 14th, the exam results were released.
The class average was not ideal, and high scores were extremely rare.
Although there were Knights of the Round Table in this class, there were also Heroic Spirits who had no interest in studying, and even a few who skipped the exam entirely.]
[Because you listened carefully in class, your grades were excellent, significantly above the average.]
[Your parents learned of your exam results and rewarded you with pocket money +100QP.]
[Morgan also learned of your exam results and rewarded you with a selfie of her in her pajamas, hoping you would continue to work hard.
Morgan’s Pajama Selfie +1.]
“??”
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The calendar flipped rapidly, then landed on April 15th.
Which was the day of the Social Gathering.
[You and Gawain nervously checked your bank card balances.
Your savings were approximately 3900QP.
Even after deducting the expenses for the Social Gathering, the remaining savings were enough for you to live comfortably until next month.
Gawain’s situation was similar to yours.
It seemed this busy and tense period of part-time work could temporarily come to an end.]
[You looked at your savings balance.
Do you decide to attend the Social Gathering?]
[One: Attend the Social Gathering.
Two: Don’t go, women will only hinder my progress.]
He decisively chose option one!
Eikou thought, what do you think I’ve been working so hard for all this time?
Isn’t it just to attend the Social Gathering?
I’ve worked hard for half a month, can’t I enjoy myself?
Keep the music playing, keep the dancing!
[You agreed to attend the Social Gathering.]
[- 3000QP]
[Time flew by, and you boys welcomed the night with anticipation and nervousness…]
[Before attending the Social Gathering, you took a shower.
Although you thought it unlikely anything would happen, you paid special attention to washing your…]
“Stop talking!!!!!”
Eikou’s face turned red with anger.
By this awful deduction simulation, why are you bringing up such boring details?
Do you really think such low-brow dirty jokes can amuse people?
But the scene shifted, and he was already dressed in a formal suit, at the Social Gathering venue—a high-end hotel near Chaldea Academy.
Beside him stood Gawain, also in a formal suit, with golden hair and a cheerful smile.
His every movement was confident and steady, truly befitting the leader of the Knights of the Round Table.
Gawain clearly looked like an experienced socialite; this level of Social Gathering wouldn’t faze him at all.
“Eikou, you should know the unwritten rules of a Social Gathering, right?
Point your chopsticks at the girl you like in the room, that way you can avoid fighting over each other.
If there isn’t a girl you like, just point your chopsticks at yourself.”
Eikou, however, shook his head.
“No, no, Sir Gawain, I don’t need to resort to such tactics,” he said.
“I’m not here to scout for targets at this Social Gathering.
My target is very clear, and that is…
Baobhan Sith!
Other than her, I won’t point my chopsticks at any other female!”
“What?” Gawain was a bit surprised.
“Sir Eikou, your taste is truly unique.
Baobhan Sith is not an easy Lady to pursue.
If you don’t want to suffer too much for her, you should change your target.”
“No need.
This isn’t a question of whether I can win; this is something I must do.” Eikou said with a serious expression.
“Is that so…” Gawain nodded meaningfully, seemingly moved by his resolve.
“I see, I understand.
It seems you are determined to pursue Baobhan Sith.
In that case, I will fully support your romance and escort your love!”
What a kind Sun Knight, actually willing to be a wingman to protect his buddy’s love!
“No words can express my gratitude!”
“Haha, it’s nothing.
Helping friends is one of the tenets of the Knights of the Round Table.” Gawain smiled handsomely.
“By the way, what do you like about Baobhan Sith?”
Mainly, he was after her unique skills and Noble Phantasm.
But that wasn’t convenient to tell Gawain, so he changed his answer: “Her body.”
“Very honest.” Gawain chuckled, then let out a soft sigh.
Eikou, as if sensing something, also sighed.
“It’s just a pity Sir Tristan didn’t come along…
We said all three of us would attend the Social Gathering, but in the end, it’s just the two of us left.”
Ding ~ dong ~!
Just then, a melodious harp sound suddenly echoed in the hotel corridor.
The harp melody sounded exceptionally familiar, yet much livelier than usual, causing both of them to look over and discover a red-haired handsome man in a formal suit at the end of the corridor.
He was plucking the harp, elegant, confident, and composed.
“You…
you are…?!!”
It was none other than Sir Tristan!
“You Lords are too distant, not inviting me to such an important event, it truly saddens me ~” Although it was still his usual catchphrase, his tone had become very excited.
“Tristan,” Eikou said, surprised, “You’ve finally been released!”
“Sir Gawain’s Mother has already cleared this matter; it was primarily due to the inadequate protective measures at the Edison factory, so I was acquitted,” Tristan explained.
“Although I was locked up for half a month, it’s a blessing in disguise that I can still make it to the Social Gathering.”
“But Sir Tristan, attending the Social Gathering and getting formal attire will cost at least 3000QP.
Where did you get that money?” Gawain asked.
“I played music and performed in prison; I managed to earn a small fortune.”
Eikou thought, Good heavens, The Shawshank Redemption truly didn’t deceive me; a bird with a dream truly cannot be caged.
(TL: Andy crawled to freedom through five hundred yards of *poop* smelling foulness I can’t even imagine, or maybe I just don’t want to.
Five hundred yards…
that’s the length of five football fields, just shy of half a mile .
.
.
and came out clean on the other side.)
“The Social Gathering is about to begin…”
“And we are all here…”
“Sir Tristan, play some music, a Mass Destruction, to boost everyone’s morale!”
“Baby ~ Baby ~ Baby ~ Dada ~ Dada ~ Dada ~ Dada ~”
[You have received Tristan’s support, ‘Healing Harp,’ which can ward off a one-time negative status effect.]
The three clapped their hands firmly, their eyes resolute and expressions stern, like warriors about to step onto a battlefield, as they pushed open the doors to the Social Gathering.
“Tonight, let us all ascend the ladder of adulthood together!
Let us become true adults!”
[Tonight, you probably won’t be ascending the ladder of adulthood.]
[Because actual adults have arrived.]
[Due to various unexpected circumstances, the Heroic Spirits who were originally supposed to participate in the Social Gathering all bailed for different reasons.
Baobhan Sith, the organizer of this Social Gathering, pulled in some acquaintances to avoid an awkward situation, and among them was…]
[The Queen of the Fairy Kingdom, Gawain’s Mother, Morgan.]