Otaku Prayer

"Speak like an old man," Joan couldn't help laughing, "It seems that Xiaoxiao is an emotional person."

"Sister Jeanne still understands me," Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the crepe seller in front of her, her eyes lit up, "Sister Jeanne, would you like some crepes? You should know the origin of crepes, but it's in France." .”

"Oh? The origin is French food? Then I have to try it."

Joan of Arc was not summoned as a spirit body, nor was she attached, but was called by her body, so Joan of Arc actually didn't have a high demand for food, but she gradually fell in love with food, under the influence of Mu Xiaoxiao.

Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao come back with a crepe, she was startled, "Why only one? Xiaoxiao, don't you want to eat it?"

"Of course not, let's eat this crepe together."

With a 'swish', Joan blushed.

It's okay at home, but this is in the park. Hearing Mu Xiaoxiao's words, Joan's face was like a ripe apple, which made people want to take a bite.

"Then, Miss Jeanne, it's time to start~"

676 Nightmare and Embrace

When I got home, it was already evening.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Joan of Arc played outside for an afternoon. Although some embarrassing things happened during the process, in general, both of them were very happy, which made Mu Xiaoxiao breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the shopping went well, Joan was also relieved. In the next few days, she would often go out with Mu Xiaoxiao, either resting in the park, drinking tea in the coffee shop, or playing in the playground. Fortunately for her, Mu's little state has been adjusted very well these days, and her spirit is not so depressed.

In addition to ordinary dates, Mu Xiaoxiao also went to Liangyi's house a few times, and went out with her loli style a few times, but after being discovered by his father, it seemed that she was not allowed to go out casually. Little can't help it.

The day before departure seemed to be getting closer and closer. Mu Xiaoxiao had this premonition. After he had completely relaxed his body and mind, he was also making final preparations at the same time, and at this moment, an accident happened unexpectedly.

"Well......"

In the hotel room, Mu Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed, a few pimples were wrinkled between her brows, a look of restlessness appeared on her face with her eyes closed, and she murmured unexplained dreams in her mouth, and her agitation became more and more The more obvious, dense beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Mu Xiaoxiao, having a nightmare again.

In his sleep, it seemed that he was fighting a somewhat hazy figure. Although the figure was vague, it gave Mu Xiaoxiao a familiar feeling.

That familiar figure exuded a terrifying murderous aura, and he was fighting crazily with him, but he couldn't remember the details of the battle. Just seeing that figure flickering, Mu Xiaoxiao opened his eyes suddenly. Eyes opened.

"Huh...huh..."

There was still a trace of confusion in her pupils, Mu Xiaoxiao sat up slowly, touched her sweaty forehead, looked around, and took a while to realize that she was having a nightmare, the same as before nightmare?

He couldn't remember the contents of the nightmare clearly, but he just remembered who he seemed to be fighting, and the enemy he was fighting was an acquaintance?As for which acquaintance it was... The fighting figure was erratic and indistinct, but after waking up, he even forgot all about it.

However, it was indeed an acquaintance, and Mu Xiaoxiao left this feeling in her heart.

"What the hell is going on, this nightmare..." Rao Mu Xiaoxiao also sensed something was wrong, "The precognitive dream? Or is it just a nightmare?"

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't know the difference, and thought about whether to tell Joan of Arc and let her analyze it, but thinking that she would supervise the subspecies Holy Grail War and take care of herself, Mu Xiaoxiao decided not to tell her first, so as not to worry her.

......

The next day, Mu Xiaoxiao woke up with a rare tired face and dark circles around her eyes. Joan looked at him in surprise.

"What's the matter? Little, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay, I just played the game a little late, so calm down," Mu Xiaoxiao smiled.

"I'm going to the parallel world soon, Xiao Xiao, rest more in the last few days, don't play too crazy."

"Don't worry, back then I often stayed up all night, this kind of thing is nothing to me at all, blocking the belief of the otaku!"

"..."

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had successfully fooled her past through the arguing, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her tired eyes, and accidentally glanced at Jack the Ripper sitting there.

"What's wrong?" Jack the Ripper raised his head sensitively, looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, "master?"

"It's okay, let's eat," Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head quickly, showing a smile. She couldn't doubt her heroic spirit. She couldn't remember that blurred figure now, even if she couldn't remember the blurred shadow, she couldn't remember it. Know if it's Jack.

Although among the familiar spirits, Jack the Ripper is the most likely to rebel.

But he confirmed that it couldn’t be Jack, let’s not talk about anything else, he had this nightmare once before summoning Jack, when he fell asleep in Joan’s arms, he also had a nightmare that time, and this time The nightmare seems to be somewhat related, and Mu Xiaoxiao has this feeling.

So the figure fighting with him would definitely not be Jack, and it might not even be a Heroic Spirit.

So, who is that figure?Is he the troublemaker that Alaya needs to save himself?Everything is unclear.

Mu Xiaoxiao's expression was complicated.

On the side, Joan kept sweeping at Mu Xiaoxiao intentionally or unintentionally, and she noticed a little abnormality.

He frowned, but didn't speak.

On this day, he didn't go out shopping with Joan of Arc to relax, but shut himself in the room after eating, opened the virtual panel in front of him, and seemed to be preparing for something.

"What's wrong with Master?" Jack the Ripper also noticed Mu Xiaoxiao's strangeness, and asked strangely, "He seems very anxious."

"Last night, what happened?"

Joan roughly guessed a thing or two. When night fell, she kept an eye out and didn't go back to her room to sleep.

In any case, she is a powerful materialized heroic spirit, let alone not sleeping for a day, with her strength, it doesn't matter if she doesn't sleep for a month.

It's midnight and early morning, Joan of Arc didn't fall asleep, but got up quietly, came to the door of Mu Xiaoxiao's room, listened for a while, then opened the door carefully, walked in, and found that Mu Xiaoxiao was inside There seems to be nothing strange about sleeping.

Joan of Arc pondered for a moment, turned around, and after finding nothing suspicious, she was about to leave.

However, the moment she was about to walk out of the room and close the door, her body suddenly stopped, and Mu Xiaoxiao's sleepy murmur came to her ears, which made her startled.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" Joan of Arc finally understood, stepped in quickly, walked to Mu Xiaoxiao's side, and saw the sweat on his forehead, as well as his uneasy expression, at a glance, Joan saw it Startled in my heart, I wanted to push him to wake him up, but my hands stopped in mid-air.

"Is it because of the revelation..." Thinking in her heart, thinking of Mu Xiaoxiao's tired look with dark circles under her eyes during the day, Joan of Arc looked at Mu Xiaoxiao on the bed, thought for a while, and suddenly blushed, gritted her teeth, He thought that he was already like Xiaoxiao Lai anyway, his body had already been touched, kissed and licked by him, so there was nothing to be shy about.

As if mustering up her courage, Joan of Arc looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, her eyes softened, she thought about it, took off her clothes, then carefully got into the bed, and hugged Mu Xiaoxiao's body.

"This should be fine, right? Xiaoxiao?" He murmured softly, "Have a good rest? Xiaoxiao."

This is the only way Joan can think of.

But I don't know why, but it is very effective. In just a few breaths, Mu Xiaoxiao gradually settled down, and the originally restless expression also slowly returned to calm. Although I don't know why, but Jeanne saw this One scene, but my heart is inexplicably happy.

Holding Mu Xiaoxiao tightly in her arms, Jeanne closed her eyes.

Silent all night.

The next day, the sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains and directly hit Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes, causing his eyelashes to tremble slightly. Afterwards, he opened his eyes in a daze and woke up.

"Well......"

Half asleep and half awake, Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to feel her cheeks were warm, as if there was something warm on her cheeks?Not only that, but Mu Xiaoxiao instinctively opened her mouth with a pleasant and seductive aura.

"Woo! Little~"

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, Mu Xiaoxiao completely opened his eyes. After a short two seconds, he fully reacted, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the face lying next to him, which was almost touching. , dumbfounded, "Huh? Sister Jeanne? Why are you in my room?"

"...Seeing that you had a nightmare last night, that's why I came to sleep with you. In the end, I did this kind of thing early in the morning," she pulled up her somewhat messy pajamas, and brought With a little blush, he said reproachfully.

Seeing the saliva on Joan's chest, Mu Xiaoxiao knew the reason, and laughed, "I'm sorry, Miss Joan, I just fell asleep and was just an instinctive action. I didn't do it on purpose."

"Instinct? Do you do this kind of thing instinctively?" Jeanne's eyes became sharp.

"I can't help it, because the body of the Holy Maiden is too fragrant, I can't help it, it shows that Miss Joan of Arc is very charming," Mu Xiaoxiao leaned on Joan of Arc's jade neck while talking After sniffing twice, the ambiguous movement aroused the shyness of the pure saint, and the original fair jade neck suddenly became blushing, spreading down.

Regarding this kind of flattering, Joan glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao speechlessly, and said...it was still very effective, with a smile on her face.

"Why did you suddenly call me Saintess...it feels weird."

"Isn't it good? What's that called? Your Royal Highness?"

"...I'm no longer a saint, I'm just your heroic spirit."

"No, you are my heroic spirit and my saint. This is an undeniable fact. Isn't it exciting to throw down a pure and kind saint?"

"You evil fellow."

Jeanne was speechless.

"It's not evil, or is it that Miss Jeanne, you don't want to be my saint?"

My saint... This sentence sounds like a confession, Joan of Arc blushed shyly, she was very happy, and she was soft and reluctant to ask her to refuse this identity.

"Okay, your saint is your saint. Anyway, you have the final say. Don't be glib. Now that you're awake, why don't you get up?"

"No, it's rare to sleep so comfortably, let's sleep for a while," Mu Xiaoxiao quickly hugged her, and smiled, "I haven't slept well these two nights, so I still want to hold my holy baby again." Ladies sleep for a while, okay?"

"Can I refuse?"

"Of course, although I will be very sad, and even become sleepless at night."

"You actually threatened me..." Joan gave Mu Xiaoxiao a funny look, but she didn't get up again, and lay back on the bed again. The two of them hugged each other and said quietly, "Sleeping in or something, It's my first time..."

"It's nice to try a leisurely life once in a while, isn't it?"

"Yeah, this kind of life is very good, but... it's mainly because of the people around me, isn't it?" Joan of Arc said boldly suddenly, but her eyes wandered, not daring to look at Mu Xiaoxiao.

"I think so too," Mu Xiaoxiao giggled, "My lord saint, you would say such a thing, I can't help but want to kiss you."

"Huh? This..."

"This is a good morning kiss, don't refuse!"

"Actually, I don't really want to refuse... eh!"

Early in the morning, the two people who had almost made their relationship known, started a deep kiss that made the Holy Maiden blush and heartbeat.

①⑧ Type Moon. Subspecies Holy Grail. Troublemaker of F/A

677 Parallel world! Fate/A

"By the way, Miss Jeanne, I'll give you a present..."

After the blushing and beating kiss, the two were lying on the bed hugging each other, and while they were rubbing each other's ears, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke.

"Gift?"