[ It's as standard as a room in Chaldea can be. His own was once much the same... at least, until he turned it into the mess that Artoria and Fujimaru regularly drop by to clean despite his protests.
Yet... as he looks into the room, he can't shake the feeling as if he's walking right into the maw of something inescapable. ]
...
[ Yet there he is, stepping inside. He feels akin to an insect drawn in by the sweet scent of a carnivorous plant. ]
H-Huh...? What do you think I am, a child?
[ Why must her thighs be so alluring right now... ]
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Yet... as he looks into the room, he can't shake the feeling as if he's walking right into the maw of something inescapable. ]
...
[ Yet there he is, stepping inside. He feels akin to an insect drawn in by the sweet scent of a carnivorous plant. ]
H-Huh...? What do you think I am, a child?
[ Why must her thighs be so alluring right now... ]