Purple is a magical color—it can be serene, cold, lancholic, or even seductive.
However, most shades of purple can only convey one or two of these moods. Only the purple before Shinji could perfectly blend three different styles, creating a powerful impact.
The owner of this color was none other than the new mber of the Matou family, the Servant summoned by Matou Sakura—Rider, dusa.
The female Servant, who had been discovered, moved along the shadows to approach Shinji and the others.
Shinji smiled and asked, "Did Sakura send you?"
"Yes."
dusa nodded slightly, adhering to her usual principle of speaking as little as possible.
"She's ho by now, right?"
"Yes."
"I'd like to ask you for a favor."
"Please, tell what you need, Shinji-sama."
"Keep an eye on that house over there—the one with the bounded field set up. If they make any suspicious moves, inform Sakura."
"But what about my Master—"
dusa didn't imdiately agree, appearing sowhat hesitant.
It was precisely this hesitation that made Shinji smile in satisfaction. It seed that Sakura and dusa were getting along very well. dusa was already starting to think of Sakura, prioritizing her even above Shinji, who was the successor of Perseus. This was the ideal relationship between a Master and a Servant.
"You don't need to worry about Sakura. I'm here. Even if sothing unexpected happens, you can be summoned by Sakura using a Command Spell—I'll replenish the Command Spells she uses, so don't worry. I still have six Command Spells left over from the previous Holy Grail War, more than enough to use."
As Shinji spoke, he rolled up his sleeve, removed the sheath of his Divine GunBlade, and revealed the red marks on his arm.
"If you're still concerned, you can confirm with Sakura through your Master-Servant bond."
"No need."
dusa shook her head.
"You've thought this through very carefully, Shinji-sama. I have no reason to refuse."
"Don't call 'Sama,' and don't refer to Sakura as 'Master.' I'm sure Sakura has already told you that."
Shinji corrected her.
"Sakura—she did, but I forgot to change my habits."
"Don't forget next ti. We're not your two elder sisters; we don't have so many rules, and we won't bully you, so there's no need to be overly respectful."
"Sisters?"
dusa was montarily lost in thought.
"Shinji-sama—"
"You forgot again?"
"Shinji, you know about my two elder sisters?"
"For so special reasons, I know more about you three sisters than my ancestor, Perseus. To be honest, from my perspective, it's really hard to understand the way you interact with Stheno and Euryale. If it weren't for the choice they made in the end, I would have thought that your relationship with them was poor."
Phorkys had three daughters: the eldest, Stheno, the second, Euryale, and the youngest, dusa. Due to angering Athena, dusa was exiled to the desolate island near the Island of the Golden Apples.
Her two elder sisters, out of concern for their younger sister, voluntarily chose to be exiled alongside dusa, living together on the desolate island. Due to Athena's trickery and curse, the three sisters were slandered as terrifying monsters, and the na Gorgon (aning "dreadful ones") began to spread widely, attracting nurous heroes to challenge them.
Among the three sisters, Stheno and Euryale were not skilled in combat. dusa, to protect her sisters, continuously killed the heroes who ca to slay them. In the end, she went mad and even killed the two sisters she was supposed to protect, becoming a truly terrifying monster. However, even at the mont of their deaths, her sisters did not regret their choice.
"Even so, I still find it hard to accept the way your two sisters treated you. I'm an older brother myself, and having a little sister ans she's soone to be cherished, not bullied."
"My elder sisters were training in their way because, unlike them, I'm not perfect," dusa explained.
Stheno and Euryale were manifestations of male ideals, "ideal idols" whose forms were fixed—they neither grew nor aged. dusa, on the other hand, was different; she grew over ti. In compensation, she gained powerful Mystic Eyes of Petrification and exceptional mobility.
Due to the difference in their physical forms, dusa was often bullied by her two sisters, who made her do things like wash their clothes or even drink her blood. It was very much like the story of Cinderella and her stepsisters.
Perhaps in dusa's view, being bullied by her sisters was a natural thing, but from Shinji's perspective as a modern person—
"Perfect, huh? Perfection. Not long ago, I discussed with soone about what aesthetics truly are. One of the core ideas is that aesthetics are trends—they change over ti. In your era, what was considered perfect might have been like your sisters. It seems that for thousands of years, human history has been dominated by lolicon tendencies. But over the past hundred years, the standards have changed. While the loli type like your sisters may not be outdated, the current societal mainstream is more inclined towards your type. If you don't believe , you can have Sakura show you so fashion magazines. The photos of the models should explain everything. By the way, I prefer your kind of figure—so there's no need to feel inferior."
"Really?"
dusa's tall and voluptuous body trembled violently, fully revealing her inner turmoil. Whether it was during her life or after her death, she had never received such praise.
"Of course, I swear by the na of my ancestor, Perseus," Shinji answered without hesitation.
"The next ti you see your two sisters, you can hold your head high and tell them that you're beautiful, that you're no worse than they are—if they dare to mock or bully you, just co to , and I'll deal with them. I can take on ten of them if they're like Stheno and Euryale."
dusa was amused by Shinji's exaggerated words, a smile curling her lips.
"In that case, I would have to side with my sisters."
"Sisterly love, huh?"
Shinji wasn't surprised.
"That's fine. Then let's have another mythical showdown—the reborn three sisters against the successor of Perseus. This ti, there won't be so many external influences, and there won't need to be a fight to the death."
"Alright, if there's such an opportunity."
dusa nodded with a smile.
"Then we'll be off—oh, by the way, although wearing an eyepatch doesn't hinder your actions, it might slightly affect your surveillance. Let modify it for you."
As Shinji spoke, he extended his finger and touched the center of her eyepatch. With a flash of blue particles, the eyepatch that had been tightly covering the upper half of her face disappeared, replaced by a pair of glasses with purple fras.
Behind the glasses, dusa's beautiful purple eyes elevated her entire aura.
"This looks much better. This is how R-Onee-san should look."
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