Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 192: Minotaurs Are No More!

"Wuwu... Mommy, mommy... someone took my lollipop, wuwu!" The little girl rubbed her eyes while crying for her mother. Her lollipop had just been handed to her by her mother, and she had only licked it about ten times.

Then... it was bitten to pieces by Gudako in a single bite. The sound of Gudako crunching on the lollipop was enough to make the little girl burst into tears.

A woman who had been waiting in line to buy ice cream heard her daughter's cries and hurried over. She lifted the little girl off of Red Hare's back and crouched down to wipe away her tears, asking, "What happened?"

"Wuwu, the big sister took my lollipop!" With her mother's arrival on the battlefield, the little girl's resolve stiffened as she pointed at Gudako and began to complain.

Hearing this, the woman turned to give Gudako a quick once-over, witnessing Gudako's vacant expression as she obliviously chewed on the lollipop. The woman immediately understood the situation but refrained from saying anything. She straightened up and took hold of her daughter's hand, leading her away.

As they departed, the woman whispered to her daughter, "Don't play with crazy people next time; crazy people can get away with murder." Gudako remained indifferent, viewing it as a trivial matter.

"Wuwawa!" The other children around saw Gudako's antics and scattered in all directions. Red Hare, baffled by Gudako's actions of snatching the little girl's lollipop and devouring it, scaring away all the other children, was utterly perplexed.

Observing Gudako's maneuvers, Red Hare mentally dubbed her the Kindergarten Butcher. He cast a perplexed look at Gudako, then gazed at the children who had fled due to her actions, though his equine visage made it challenging to discern any expression of surprise.

"Master... what was that about?"

"Hahaha, this way, all the minotaurs have been driven away!" Gudako placed a hand on her forehead and leaned back, laughing heartily.

"Hehehe, finally got it back!"

Seeing her beloved, Gudako wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and leapt onto Red Hare's back. "Nei Ma'er, I finally snatched you back."

"Nei Ma'er" was her endearing nickname for Red Hare, where "nei" symbolized possession and "Ma'er" referred to the horse, essentially meaning "my horse." However, she only used this name when she was extremely excited; otherwise, she simply called him Red Hare.

Hearing Gudako's peculiar words, even Red Hare felt a bit perplexed. "Snatched back...? What? What? What?"

"Why did you leave me, Nei Ma'er!"

Confused by this sudden outburst, Red Hare's head was filled with question marks. Hadn't he come to this Singularity for a vacation? When did he need to be snatched back? Didn't he leave a note behind?

"Didn't I leave a note?"

"What note? Isn't there only a painting in your room? Could it be..." Upon hearing Red Hare's words, Gudako, who was perched on his back, suddenly froze. She scratched her incredibly clever little head.

Suddenly, Red Hare seemed to realize something, and his mouth flapped in agitation.

Damn, he left a note in cursive handwriting!

Moreover, at the time, he thought he was L Bu. After obtaining a sheet of paper from da Vinci, he had confidently grabbed a brush and boldly wrote, "I depart to roam the mountains and chase the waters; the return date is already set for tomorrow."

He had thought his calligraphy was pretty good, but now he realized that to Chaldea, it probably looked like a witch's spell.

"It's okay now!" Before Gudako could finish asking, Red Hare swiftly interrupted her, fearing that Gudako might realize the note was from him.

"Huh? Why such a big reaction?"

With his head held high, Red Hare spoke with an air of arrogance. "Hei~, my lord. What brings you to seek me, the great Fengxian?"

"Oh right, almost forgot the real purpose. Come with me, Red Hare. Chaldea needs you to fight tomorrow!" With a serious expression, Gudako tugged at Red Hare's mane.

They say that among men, there is L Bu, and among horses, there is Red Hare.

Gudako had realized the true value of Red Hare. As long as Red Hare participated as her mount in tomorrow's racing competition, she was sure to win the championship. She didn't care much about the rewards that came with it; what she valued was Gill personally presenting her with the award.

When the time came for Gill to present her with the prize, she could just lift him up and walk away. That way, her Chaldea would finally have Gill.

Just the thought of being able to get an SSR for free got Gudako so excited that she was almost at the peak of exhilaration!

"Of course, but right now, I need to finish distributing these flyers, or they'll deduct from my salary," Red Hare replied with a serious expression, gesturing toward the stack of paper next to him, which was at least 80 centimeters high.

"...What on earth is this?" Gudako, about to mount Red Hare's back, looked puzzled and surrounded by question marks.

"My job, handing out flyers."

"Not cashiering?"

"No, I won't get my pocket money if I don't do this."

Gudako furrowed her brow, propping her chin with her hand as she pondered how to help Red Hare earn his salary without actually working. "Darn, this is quite troublesome..."

Under these circumstances, it might be necessary to give the shop owner a good beating, right?

"Senpai, why are you running so fast?" Just as Gudako was contemplating whether to beat up the shop owner, Mashu and C Chulainn finally arrived on the scene.

"It's you, C Chulainn! You're the one for the job," Gudako's eyes lit up the moment she saw C Chulainn. "Distribute these flyers, and you can't go home until you're done."

Hearing this, C Chulainn wore a perplexed expression. "What?"

"This is Red Hare's job, remember not to slack off," Gudako said as she swung herself onto the horse and pulled Mashu up with her. Apparently, she had no psychological burden about passing the buck.

"Then I'll leave it to you, the Radiant Son of Ireland," Red Hare expressed gratitude with a glance at C Chulainn before galloping off into the distance.

As the three of them left together, C Chulainn was left with a sea of question marks on his face.

"...Don't you think you should consult the person involved first?"