It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

Chapter 157

The old man was so angry that he was lying on the ground.

"Master, here, here!"

The lively and cheerful voice of her own servant was in her ears, and then a white and slender hand with thick joints stretched out in front of her.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked up, and sure enough, the familiar servant was looking at her with a pair of blue sky eyes, and her small figure was just reflected in those eyes, as if she was the only one in his world.

However, this must be an illusion. Kasumigaoka Shiyu judged.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu stretched out her hand, and the other party's hand easily held her, and then pulled, and the whole person went up lightly.

"It's here."

Charlemagne patted the dust beside him and let his master sit down: "I noticed it before, this angle is really great!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha held down her skirt and sat down modestly. The wind was a little strong at high altitude. She lifted the hair that blew on her face and looked in the direction Charlemagne pointed out.

At first glance, it was a clear sky, with only a few floating clouds under the distant mountains.

Although it is a very common view, it is actually very difficult to see in the city. After all, there are too many high-rise buildings, and the weather is always gray, and it is rare to see the blue sky.

"And this."

Charlemagne opened the umbrella he brought with him. Kasumigaoka Utaha looked over and he smiled naturally: "It is said that girls nowadays are worried about being tanned by the sun. Anyway, you still have to be prepared."

Isn't this a little too considerate?

Kasumigaoka Utaha's thoughts couldn't help but drift for a while. Does she know anyone of this type? In short, Akitomo would never think of these, he only cares about his beautiful girl game.

"Why do you want me to watch this?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help asking, after all, she was a little surprised when Charlemagne invited her.

"Master, don't you think you will feel very happy to see the bright and beautiful sky?"

The smile on Charlemagne's face is brighter than the sun. Since he was summoned, he seems to have been in a good mood and never depressed, which makes Kasumigaoka Utaha, a slightly gloomy girl, feel complicated.

"In short, I will be very happy to see such a sky, because the sky was like this before the birth of human beings, right?"

"Of course, sighing at the beauty of the sky is just my self-touching, just wishful thinking, imposing my will on the sky."

Charlemagne's voice suddenly calmed down, and his eyes, like the clear sky, also dimmed a little, but still beautiful.

"But it's better to say that I can still maintain this cognition, can feel that the sky is beautiful, and can believe that there are things waiting for me ahead. Even when I am not alive, I can still immerse myself in this sensibility... Ah, sorry, it seems that I said some annoying and selfish words without authorization."

"It's nothing, you can continue talking." Kasumigaoka Shiyu said sincerely, she bent her legs, held her face with both hands, and turned her head to look at Charlemagne.

In fact, knowing more about your servant can also provide more inspiration. Kasumigaoka Shiyu thought.

"... Actually, I have nothing to say." Charlemagne's tone sank, and then rose again, "How is it? Master, are you feeling a little better?"

"What?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu was stunned.

"Maybe I'm just talking to myself, but I feel like Master isn't in a good mood lately."

"Are you worried about your work? It does put a lot of pressure on you."

Charlemagne showed a distressed expression: "I don't seem to be the type who can be considerate of others, so this is all I can do."

"Of course I brought Master here, thinking that if I like the sky, you will like it too... It's a bit too self-centered."

"...No, not really."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't know what expression she should put on. In fact, she just pursed her lips and looked straight at Charlemagne with her big crimson eyes.

"Although it's a bit self-talking, I don't hate it."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath and smiled.

A shallow, extremely beautiful smile.

"I am indeed struggling with some things, such as the content of the novel."

Kasumigaoka Utaha rested her chin on her knees. Her voice was very soft, but the hearing of the Heroic Spirit could hear it clearly: "My first novel "Love Metronome" was very popular and sold very well, so the second one can't be bad either.

Otherwise, they would say something like, "Kasumigaoka Shiyu has run out of ideas."

"And, as you know, literature about heroes is very popular recently, and there are already many great authors who have written about it. It's not that I don't have confidence, but at least there is some pressure."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu opened her five fingers, felt the light shining through her fingers on her cheeks, and squinted her eyes slightly.

"Yeah, that's it."

Charlemagne nodded seriously: "I said, master."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu: "What's wrong?"

The young emperor raised a smile brighter than the sun: "Can I have the honor of reading your masterpiece?"

"... This is it. "

Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled out the document and pushed the computer in front of Charlemagne, feeling embarrassed like an ugly daughter-in-law who had to meet her parents-in-law.

Then she sat on the sofa as if waiting for trial, just listening to the noise over there.

"Hmm...ah...hmm..."

What does this mean? Kasumigaoka Utaha changed her posture again. How should she put it? After all, it would be a bit strange to let Charlemagne, the so-called father of Europe, read the light novel she wrote? After all, that kind of big man... But Charlemagne never gave her that kind of oppression.

The Charlemagne that Kasumigaoka Utaha knew was always cheerful and easy-going, lively and energetic. Compared with the emperor, he was more like a DK.

It took several hours for Charlemagne to read the last word very seriously.

At this time, it was dark, and Charlemagne finally closed the document.

"I've finished reading it."

"How is it?" Kasumigaoka Utaha was a little nervous.

"Great! "Charlemagne was not stingy with his exaggeration, "Superb, Master, are you a genius in writing novels! I think so."

The heart that was hanging in the air fell into her chest, and Kasumigaoka Utaha made a humble expression: "It's okay."

"But... there are some contents, especially the fighting content, I think I still have some say." Charlemagne called out the relevant paragraphs, "Here, and here... are unreasonable, and here..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded while reading: "Indeed, you are an expert in this area."

After revising according to Charlemagne's opinions, Kasumigaoka Utaha asked: "Anything else?"

"Anything else? Actually, I don't know much about love, and I don't have any experience in this area, so I don't have a say... But, master, you are really cunning. "

Kasumigaoka Shiina's heart skipped a beat.

Seen through?

Kasumigaoka Shiina has never been in love. Her novels, rather than touching readers with emotions, are more like deceiving readers with schemes.

Including the heroines and supporting characters in her novels, they are actually the same type as her.

No man would like a woman with a mind full of schemes and tricks. Kasumigaoka Shiina bit her lip subconsciously.

"But, it's very handsome, no, that's not handsome... well, it should be said to be cute, the way Riko (the second female lead) plays tricks for love is very cute."

Charlemagne showed his usual straightforward and brilliant smile.

Kasumigaoka Shiina's heart skipped a beat.

"Hey, Charlemagne."

"What's wrong, Master."

The black-haired beautiful girl's scarlet eyes hid something deeper, she said: "Next week, there is a fireworks festival, let's go together."

"Okay. "Charlemagne nodded.

The next day, Kasumigaoka Utaha, with dark circles under her eyes, pushed the computer in front of Charlemagne.

"Yesterday, I had some ideas for revising the novel, so I rewrote the ending overnight."

Charlemagne blinked and read it again, and found that if Riko was the second female lead before, she has now become the absolute heroine.

"Which one do you think is more suitable? It's up to you to decide how the novel should proceed."

"What should I choose, Charlemagne."