Section 7 "Is There Anything You've Forgotten?"

...I can't believe it.

To think that Twrch Trwyth was the cause of all this...

I'm sorry, little piglets. This is all my fault.

No, it's not.

Still, I wonder what kind of miracle it took for him to survive and end up on this island.

Don't worry about it, yup!

We can probably attribute the advanced technology of the mecha-demon boar to our ancestors, yup.

Why don't we split the blame 50-50 and call it even, yup?

I'm not sure if that made me feel better or not...

Well, what matters is that it's all over. We've got good news from Edison.

Indeed! ...I've completed our escape device.

According to my calculations, this should make it possible to contact Chaldea.

Yay!

Wow, what a happy ending.

Escape, huh? Now this is what you'd call an emotional moment.

There's more of them, yup.

Some of them just appeared out of nowhere.

I'm sure they went through an epic tale that we will never know about, yup.

I see!

Wait, where the heck were you guys?

I was with Karna at Beowulf's place.

I see... Well, since the Master will be happy to know you're okay, I guess it's fine.

But Master, is it okay for us to join you?

There's no way we're leaving you. Beowulf, you too.

Glad to hear it! As a way of saying thanks, I request a rematch.

That's not how you say thanks!

Now then. It's possible for us to leave immediately, but...

There's probably some unfinished business here.

You can feel sad about saying goodbye, or you can help improve the island.

Let's enjoy our life here so we'll have no regrets!

Oh, Master. May I ask you something?

I know this is sudden, but... what do you think of this swimsuit?

...!

I see. If you think so, that makes me feel better.

Y-You're very straightforward! Ahem.

Well, that's fine.

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There's something I have to confess. When I put this on, I altered my Spirit Origin, remember?

...I forgot.

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I have COMPLETELY, 100% forgotten how to change it back!

In other words, even after we go back, I'll still be wearing this swimsuit.

But what you just said was reassuring. If my Master says so, I have no choice.

I'll fight in this outfit all year long! ...What? I'm a Servant, I don't catch colds.

I'll fight like this in a blizzard!

...What's wrong, Master? Your face is twitching. You're happy, right? Right? Right?

...Huh? What happens to the other Servants, you ask?

Oh.