Type-Moon, but the Gal Romance System

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Hearing the ringing notification sounds, Ti Fung put his phone in his bag and ignored it.

Calling him a boyfriend? Typhon wouldn't do something that might affect his popularity. Although the term "male best friend" has become quite negative online in recent years, Typhon was actually using that hidden meaning.

"Let's eat." Tifeng picked up a slice of meat and held it to Mochizuki Oboro's lips: "Ah~"

……

A thought that everyone knows.

Using the term "best friend" to refer to a man and posting overly sweet photos of them together on social media is clearly a way of asserting dominance.

It must be said that Typhon's move was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

But for some who haven't yet joined the battle, it really doesn't matter.

"Want to volunteer at the foundation? Of course you're welcome! We've been very busy lately, so your participation would be a huge help."

Joan of Arc smiled kindly: "Would you like to be outdoors or indoors?"

“Go wherever there is a shortage of people,” Abigail said.

"I agree too," Medea tacitly added.

Castor glanced around, his gaze lingering on Karen for a few seconds before he nodded: "The essence of helping others is the same."

Joan of Arc looked pleased: "If there were more people like you, the world would definitely be a better place."

What Abigail didn't say was that she was also influenced by a certain senior student.

For that senior, "beauty" was the only pursuit. Outstanding appearance was considered beautiful, and so was helping others.

Abigail and the others often witnessed Mochizuki Oboro helping others without expecting anything in return. Perhaps influenced by her, they also decided to go to the foundation together to do what they could.

"What a good child." Karen took a thick stack of papers out of the drawer: "Then I'll leave them all to you."

"All of them?!" Caster instantly switched to his Wild Boar Princess form.

Joan of Arc said helplessly, "Karen, it's better to play fewer pranks, they'll scare people."

"Oh, it was just a prank." Medea breathed a sigh of relief.

If Medea was going to pile all those things on them, she really needed to consider whether she should run away with the two of them.

This stack of papers looks like a lethal dose no matter how you look at it.

Noticing the details, Abigail asked astutely, "These all seem to be finished? There are some old marks, and they're all stamped."

“That’s right. It was a commission completed by some eccentric busybody over the past year.” Jeanne tidied up the pile of papers. “Judging from the school uniform, it seems we go to the same school as you.”

A bead of new cold sweat appeared on Castor's forehead: "Then I think I know who it is."

There have always been quite a few eccentric people at Finis Academy, even the newly enrolled Wild Boar Princess knows this.

One of the most famous people among them is undoubtedly:

A beauty appraiser, a randomly refreshed material gatherer, one of the four kings of Dorm 514, an NPC who solves problems and requests on the fly, and recently added as a master of seduction with a difficult female constitution—Mochizuki Oboro.

“It’s Mochizuki-senpai, right…” Medea’s lips twitched.

Abigail was quite impressed: "It seems that the senior is really good at time management. He can balance his interests while also frequently helping others."

"Is it possible that helping others is one of your interests?" Caster asked.

Joan of Arc clapped her hands: "You know Mochizuki-kun?"

“I know him,” Caster said. “He’s been quite taken care of.”

If Mochizuki Oboro hadn't taken her to a restaurant when she was lying on the ground at the beginning of the semester, there would probably have been a legend about a wild boar that had fainted from hunger and went on a rampage.

"The cooking class we wanted has also been approved. President Mary said that the senior's opinion was of great reference value."

Abigail said happily, "Now Medea and I have a place to practice, which has greatly improved our cooking skills."

Once Mochizuki Oboro was mentioned, everyone present had a common topic to discuss.

Whether it was Joan of Arc and Karen working at the foundation, or Castor, Abigail, and Medea at the school, they all agreed on one conclusion:

Although his behavior and values ​​are very different from those of ordinary people, Mochizuki Oboro is undoubtedly a trustworthy and good person.

“Then, could you please pass this souvenir on to Mochizuki-kun?” Jeanne took out a gift box: “It just arrived today. I was planning to give it to him next time he comes.”

Abigail reached out and took it: "Yes, our dorm buildings aren't far apart, it's just a few minutes' walk away."

"Want to know what's inside?" Karen's voice was as unpredictable as a ghost: "Maybe it's something terrifying, full of resentment and hatred..."

Medea gave me a look that said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

This trick is so simplistic; it's an insult to intelligence.

"It's light and flimsy, it must be something like a commemorative badge?" Abigail weighed it in her hand.

"Hehe... I added something myself. You can open it secretly if you want to see it, it's okay," Karen said in a seductive tone.

Chapter 154 Free Labor

The fourth night of the Golden Week holiday was Christmas Eve, and no one was eliminated.

The sixth and seventh days of Mochizuki's stay were already planned. Morgan had reserved the daytime for the sixth day, while Tlalock would take the evening.

The seventh day will be simpler, a relaxing day before the holiday ends. The main activity is to go sightseeing with Lilith.

Today is the fifth day.

Wash up, change clothes, and tidy up your appearance. You can't be unkempt when you're a volunteer.

Just as Wang Yuelong was still struggling with her face wash, the notification device by the door rang its classic ringtone.

“Let me see… someone’s waiting for you downstairs at the dorm.” Charlemagne glanced at it: “The delivery type is courier service.”

"Courier delivery? In Academy City, robots deliver directly to the dorms, why would you need to go down there yourself?"

Mandicardo flipped himself off the single bed and went to the notification device.

"There's a voice message." Karna narrowed his eyes. "Oboro, do you want to play it?"

"Play it, I'm listening." Mochizuki Oboro stood in front of the mirror and applied face wash.

Charlemagne pressed the play button.

A spirited and adorable girl named Jiu Ling u Liu〒。 ?⑷Lu Qi⑧ ② Ba D Yueyi「sound immediately rang out.

"Good morning, Mochizuki-senpai~ I'm Abigail, your roommate Eri. I have something to give you in person. Don't rush out of the dorm, I'll wait patiently."

Mandicardo and the other two exchanged glances, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

Some whistled, some hummed, and all three adopted a posture of "I didn't hear anything and I won't tell on you."

Even though it was these same guys who threw Mochizuki Oboro into the subway yesterday.

After finishing the battle as quickly as possible, Mochizuki Oboro said "See you tonight" and stepped out of the dormitory.

Only three heroes remained in the dormitory.

“I’m telling you,” Mandicardo put down his comic book, his expression subtle, “even without specifically asking, I know that lately, haven’t there been more and more women vying for his attention?”

“This didn’t happen last year. Maybe it’s related to that inexplicable aura?” Karna guessed.

Charlemagne scratched his face: "We are Servants, and Oboro is the Master. Perhaps his superpower is to passively make beautiful girls fall for him?"

"Haha, that's amazing."

If that were the case, Mandicardo could only express his admiration.

"Could it be a love letter?" Karna pondered.

Charlemagne shook his head: "Basically impossible. Love letters, like confessions, can only be used at the end. Launching an attack without any prior goodwill is nothing short of a gamble; failure will only result in the sound of the clown's gong signaling the start of the performance."

……

Downstairs in the dormitory.

Lush green trees, vibrant flowerbeds, fresh air, and a comfortable temperature. Everything in the morning is so beautiful.

Of course, the most pleasing to the eye is the beautiful girl in front of me.

Seeing Abigail when you wake up in the morning is undoubtedly a pleasant thing.

"Good morning, senior!" Abigail waved.

“Good morning, Abigail.” Mochizuki Oboro noticed the small box in her hand naturally.

"Just call me Abby. Medea, Eri, and Reines all do it that way, and I'm more used to it that way too."

As she spoke, Abigail handed over the box: "Here, a souvenir from the foundation for the senior."

Are the foundation's souvenirs delivered by Abigail?

With a little reasoning, the result is not difficult to analyze.

"Did you go to the foundation?" Mochizuki Oboro put the box away.

Abigail nodded and said, "Yes. I went there last night, and Sister Joan of Arc, upon hearing that we knew each other, asked us to give it to you, so you didn't need to make a special trip."

After chatting for a while, Mochizuki Oboro easily learned about Abigail's upcoming schedule.

The two happened to be planning to volunteer, and their destinations were the same.

In that case, there's no reason not to travel together.

Mochizuki Oboro walked down to the dormitory building, found the service she needed on the large screen, and pressed the confirm button. Abigail's message notification service had also been processed here.

The intelligent service robot deftly scans the biometric information, puts the small box into its belly, and delivers it directly to the dormitory free of charge.

Academy City boasts many convenient technologies, and this is one example of that.

……

Meeting place.

Medea and Castor were both ready and waiting for Abigail to arrive so they could go together.

But when they saw the people around Abigail, they were all surprised.

"Hello, both of you. I'm also volunteering today, and since we're going to the same place, I shamelessly came along."

Medea politely replied, "We should ask our seniors for their guidance. After all, it's our first time volunteering, and there are still many things we're unfamiliar with."

As the one among the three who was most familiar with Mochizuki Oboro, the Wild Boar Princess coughed lightly: "Senior, have you had breakfast? Do you want to go together?"

Shortly after, at the entrance of the breakfast shop.

Upon seeing Castor, the proprietress's face broke into an undisguised smile, as if she had witnessed a massive increase in mobile revenue.

No restaurant owner would refuse a customer with excellent credit and a huge appetite.

This restaurant specializes in Chinese breakfast, offering steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, wontons, noodles, and more, enough to satisfy most people's needs.

Abigail and Medea didn't eat much, Mochizuki Oboro ate at a normal level, and the most notable was Castor.

"That's great," Medea said enviously, "being able to move around as you please without worrying about gaining weight."

"Perhaps there's already some mysterious fat on her belly." Abigail gulped down the pancake in her hand.

Mochizuki Oboro counted the empty bowls in front of Castor: "Eating so little, is something on your mind?"

Two bowls of wontons, eight steamed buns, a bowl of mixed noodles, a bowl of soup noodles... this was indeed a weight-loss meal for Caster.

"After all, I'm going to volunteer later, and I won't be able to walk if I'm too full. Just eat something simple." Castor had already let go of any unnecessary burdens.

The four's next destination is the Chaldea research institute, where they will need to cooperate with the research of a certain omnipotent person.

Ordinary volunteers would not be assigned such a task, but Professor Da Vinci needed Servants as research samples, not to mention Mochizuki Oboro, his only Master.

"The Application of the Abilities of Followers and Other Superpowered Individuals in Everyday Life" is said to be the subject of Professor Leonardo da Vinci's recent research.

Even among Servants, there are significant differences between different individuals.

Medea in her loli form is not aggressive, but she is a different story when she switches to her more mature, older sister-type personality.

Although the Wild Boar Princess herself is not strong in combat, she can play a very good supporting role.

Abigail is geared towards dealing damage, but there's always a feeling that she's linked to something incredible.

Similarly, there are Typhon and Epsilon, who can be described as human power plants.