"...Ask Tamamo about that."
Tamamo, who had been massaging him with sorcery beside the bed, pricked up her fox ears and narrowed her eyes at Kay's answer, which was dripping with exhaustion.
"My, my? Just where did this ignorant big dog come rolling in from, trying to stick her spoon into someone else's family register? No matter how much of the Fang Clan's king you are, there's still such a thing as first come, first served, you know? The lawful wife is me, Tamamo, and you're only a mistress who's fallen way behind."
"No, why are you the lawful wife?"
Tamamo flicked her tail and sent a sharp warning glance at Bagest.
But Bagest set down the tray and snorted.
"Hmph! Lawful wife? What nonsense. The vow of the Fang—to obey the strong and surrender everything—is the heaviest and purest law in the world. For some fox-tailed little youkai to dare monopolize this body's master... Tonight, I'll take the seat beside my master—!"
"Hold on, hold on, big dog? It's a problem if you're big and your voice is big too."
Jeanne d'Arc Alter, who had been trimming her nails in the corner, strode out with a crooked swagger.
"Listen, our Servants have been through life and death with that man since the other world, scraping by from the bottom up. If you suddenly start acting like the lady of the house just because you cooked one meal, we'll be hurt."
Jeanne d'Arc Alter stepped in front of Bagest with sparks flying, and Medusa, who had been reading while leaning against the wall, also flashed her violet eyes and toyed with the chain nails in her hand.
"...I suppose a beast that carelessly invades the Master's bedchamber needs a leash."
The three Servants and the newly joined king of the Fang Clan locked horns in a tense standoff. The air in the room grew vicious, and it felt like a second round could break out any second.
"Ugh, shut up. I'm a patient, remember? If you're going to brawl, get out."
When Kay grumbled and pulled the blanket over his head, the four women instantly changed their tune as if they had never been growling at all.
"Ah, okay! I'll put out the fire. Get some rest!"
"M-Master. I'll quietly lend you my arm as a pillow beside you♡"
"Master! The night air will be cold, so I shall cover you with this soft, fluffy chest!"
In the end, that night Kay had no choice but to spend a suffocating evening sandwiched like a filling between four women on a cramped, luxurious bed.
Medusa, deciding that getting wedged into that mess would only become a hassle, spent the time reading a book instead.
In the afternoon, after his body had recovered, the outdoor garden of the emerald castle.
There, a splendid tea time had been prepared for Kay and the others. Kay sat at the center of the table, chewing on the beast meat Bagest had grilled since morning and washing it down with the fairy realm's nectar.
"Ah, this is delicious. Meat really does taste best when someone else grills it."
"Is it tasty? There's more! Eat as much as you like!"
Bagest wiggled her hips and tried to slice off more meat to feed into Kay's mouth.
Caster, watching from across the table, forced herself to keep a bright smile while suppressing the boiling rage inside her.
"...What the hell. I dragged him all the way here to the north of Wales so I could ditch the sisters and have my brother all to myself, and now some giant-breasted big dog suddenly pops out of nowhere and tries to steal him? And she can cook too? What am I supposed to do about my position!"
Caster gripped her staff tightly and began devising a scheme to drive Bagest away somehow.
Then, near the entrance to the garden, two figures approached hesitantly.
They were Britomart and Bavanshi, whose minds had been shattered after witnessing Kay's... and a chaotic five-person scene through the crack of a door last night.
"Hm? What brings you two here?"
Kay waved cheerfully as if he knew nothing at all.
"Eek...?!"
The moment they heard his voice, the shoulders of the two fairy knights jolted.
Britomart, her face beet-red, came over awkwardly and sat down, while Bavanshi, with none of her usual rude attitude left, lowered her eyes and carefully took a seat as well.
"You two, are you sick or something? Why are your faces red like they're about to burst?"
When Kay tilted his head and asked, Britomart hurriedly hid her face behind a teacup and stammered.
"N-no, not at all! It's just a little hot today, that's all... Ahahaha!"
"Right. It's just that I haven't had any blood, so I'm running a fever."
The two of them tried hard to keep their eyes fixed on Kay's face, but they couldn't stop themselves from sneaking glances toward his lower half.
"Even with pants that thick on... I can't stop thinking about the enormous size from last night...! W-what kind of indecent fantasy is this, as a fairy knight!"
"Are human male reproductive organs always that absurdly huge? He used that to bring down four women last night...? How on earth?"
The minds of the two fairy knights were already rotting away into abyssal imagination, far removed from anything wholesome.
It was Bavanshi who broke that strange silence.
She glanced at Kay, then, swallowing her pride, spoke in a tiny voice.
"Hey... human."
"Yeah? What is it, you rock girl."
"I'm not a rock girl! I'm Bavanshi... no, that's not it."
She pouted and muttered under her breath.
"That thing you made yesterday... the jelly made from blood. Was it called blood pudding? Teach me how to make it."
"Huh? You want to learn how to cook?"
Kay looked at her in surprise, and Bavanshi shouted back.
"W-what's wrong with that! I can't keep begging for your blood all the time, can I? And I'm... a fairy knight too, you know. I don't want to be treated like some freeloading guest who's always begging you for blood!"
In truth, after experiencing Kay's cooking, his overwhelming strength, and the shocking scene from last night, Bavanshi had begun to feel a strange attraction and curiosity toward this smelly, arrogant human male.
"Oh? You want to learn cooking? Fine. I was just about to need an assistant to fix the rotten taste buds of this fairy kingdom anyway."
Kay nodded readily.
"But there are conditions. While you're learning to cook, no drinking my blood, not a single drop. And you'll do exactly as I say without a word of complaint."
"...Okay."
Bavanshi nodded obediently. The sight of that rude, cruel blood-drinking fairy meekly obeying a human man left the surrounding fairy nobles speechless with shock.
"Then I will too!! I'll learn Sir Kay's cooking as well!!"
Britomart suddenly raised her hand and shouted.
"My pride as a knight matters, of course... but I think cooking skills are absolutely necessary if I'm ever going to become a proper wife someday! If it's Sir Kay's cooking, I feel like I'd never get tired of eating it, even for the rest of my life!"
Britomart's eyes were full of a very particular kind of ulterior motive.
And before long, Caster and Jeanne d'Arc Alter were shooting jealous looks at them, and a strange battle of nerves broke out.
Then, in the middle of that madhouse, Bagest silently fed Kay another piece of meat and whispered, "Master, ignore the barking of the small fry. Tonight, I'll perfectly relieve your fatigue."
"...Haa. Whether it's Britain or the fairy kingdom, why is there not a single normal woman around me?"
Kay's deep sigh drifted away on the wind with the scent of tea.
Just then, a fairy approached.
"Sir Kay? Her Majesty the Queen requests your presence."
"Me? Just me?"
"Yes."
"Hmm, got it. I'll be back in a bit."
Kay left the catfight behind and, following the fairy's guidance, arrived at the castle's reception room. He knocked, and when a voice granted permission, he opened the door.
And inside the reception room, there was not only Gloriana, but also a man he had never seen before.
"Ahh~ So you're the famous Kay?"
"...Who?"
"Welcome, Sir Kay. Introductions, please. This gentleman here is the Fairy King of Wales, Oberon."
"Nice to meet you, Kay."
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