53 And Then They Fucked.

Masato left the house as usual and began to spend his time normally until an idea struck him: 'I guess I'll visit the entire world then.'

It was just a random idea with no real reason behind it, but he decided to stick with it until the end.

After all, he still has over 900 years left in this world. He was certain that if he didn't keep himself busy, he would become bored quickly and easily.

And this time, he wasn't going back to The House until the frozen time was over. Fortunately, The House could change its time to whatever he wanted. The current time change ratio was 60:1, which means that 1 hour outside would be equal to 1 minute there.

As a result, the amount of time he would spend outside, inside would be approximately equal to 9 months.

This way, not only would the girls not have to spend 1000 years outside—which he was certain would bore them—but they wouldn't be separated from him for long.

Masato began walking towards the closest country he could feel at the time—Brazil—after changing his clothes to be more traveller-like.

But, as he moved a kilometer or so away from his starting point, he looked up to see an angel flying his way—Lita.

"Hm? You're back?" He raised his eyes to her, almost catching a glimpse of her underwear in the process.

"I reported you to Heaven, and they decided to assign me to you until the earth's time resumes."

Though they had no idea when it would happen, leaving a 2nd class who was close to becoming a 3rd class—at least according to him—in a world without mana or even during the first cataclysm was not an option.

So it was better for them if he was monitored until they could trust him to be left alone.

"So you'll be staying with me? Great!" Masato smiled and said, "Come on, here, wear these clothes!"

He caught her off guard by throwing jeans and a white full-sleeved shirt at her.

"You want me to wear this?" Lita had a question on her head as she looked at the clothes. Why would she put on these clothes when she already has them on?

Masato rolled his eyes and said, "Since you'll be spending some time with me, obviously until the end of the frozen earth, at least join me on my journeys. If you continue to fly the entire distance, I will want to do the same."

"And it's not like you'd die for wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt."

Lita remained silent for a few moments before shrugging and putting on the clothes, obviously not in front of him.

She landed in front of him after changing her clothes. Her meaty thighs had been crammed into those blue jeans. Masato could see the slight cleavage from the collar of her shirt as it was raised from her chest. As she looked at Masato, her blond hair dripped gently over her shoulders.

"So, where are you going?"

Masato remained silent and motioned for her to follow. Following his original goal, it took them a month to walk to Brazil while talking about random things, mostly Lita asking about Masato.

Despite the fact that Brazil was a beautiful country, it became quite boring with only them in the entire country. And Masato was not looking for fun in countries, but it was one of his main goals to travel around the world.

How many people can say they've done it on foot? Certainly not many. He wasn't sure if anyone could help.

So, after half a year of exploring various parts of Brazil, they headed to Argentina, the country's neighbor (one of the neighboring counties).

They spent about a year in the same place as before before departing for the nearest country. Masato kept moving from one country to the next, without a goal or destination in mind, accompanied by an angel.

Lita appears to be becoming more relaxed as they spend more time together. Previously, even though his essence was active most of the time, she didn't interact much with him because it didn't make others fall madly in love with him at first sight, but enough interaction with the opposite gender was required.

So, as she spent more and more time with Masato, she began to open up to him. Masato, on the other hand, was not in a hurry.

After all, his initial goal was not even to meet a single girl in this world. He came here solely to learn the skill he desired, but since he is already here, why not enjoy himself to the fullest?

Anyway, he had a whole 900+ years; a lot of time in short to make a direct move on her.

A decade had passed in an instant.

Masato was dressed in summer clothes, including a buttoned shirt with the buttons open, revealing his toned skin and a gold necklace around his neck, and white shorts with flip-flops.

"So this is America, huh." After inspecting all of Brazil's neighboring countries, they proceeded to the Mexico and then to the United States.

The angel sent to keep an eye on him was right behind him. She was dressed in black tight shorts that did nothing to hide her hip line, a sleeveless white shirt that did nothing to hide her bra and those juicy chest sides, and a straw hat.

Fortunately, only he and she were present. If any normal men saw her, they might stare at her in a daze. He wasn't joking when he said she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"So where are you going now? Can we visit those theme parks? I've heard it's a popular spot for people to date!"

Obviously, even if his essence did not immediately make one fall in love, a decade was more than enough to do so. Masato was confident that he could have achieved the same result even without the essence.

"This is the hundred amusement parks we're going to visit…" He wanted to know where she read it so he could annihilate whoever wrote it.

Because of that, he had to visit more than 100 amusement parks. In fact, in every country they visit, amusement parks seem to become a must visit place.

He didn't mind spending time with her, but did it have to be at an amusement park? The normal thrill that people get from rides was something he didn't get.

For pepe's sake, he could literally jump from space and come out alive and kicking!

"Hehehe! But spending time with Masato is enjoyable!" She approached him and hugged his hand, making him twitch his brow as he felt her soft marshmallows press against his hand.

'I swear, if it wasn't for the fact that having a relationship with her might cause some... issues with Heaven, I would have banged her silly by now.'

Even though he could walk away unscathed if he truly made Heaven his enemy, he didn't want to take any chances.

As previously stated, he had Excalibur and EA at his disposal to easily destroy a planet. Though it's quite ironic to see a planet's defense destroying a planet.

'However, ignoring the fact that this is not the Fate world, I am the protector of Humanity and the World. I mean, I am the Champion of both Alaya and Gaia, so anything that I consider enemy is the enemy of humanity and planet.'

So, even if he was in the Nasuverse, he could easily use the full potential of Excalibur without issue.

Masato narrowed his eyes as he looked at her face, her radiant smile catching his attention. Even though there was no concept of time or space in this world, so there was no day and night, he thought she was far too bright.

Finally, he could only shrug and sigh, "Seriously... what did I get myself into..."

Despite what he said, he was not complaining. Why should he when such a lovely angel is willing to spend time with him? Instead, he should be grateful.

He looked at the map on his smartphone before beginning to walk in the direction of the nearest amusement park when he heard some penetrating air, causing him to come to a halt.

His rainbow-colored eyes glinted as he looked to his side, where he thought the voice was coming from.

"Masato, what happened?" Lita cocked her head and looked in the direction Masato was looking, bending forward and looking up at his face.

"Let's take a detour," he suggested before walking in the direction of the sound.

After a few minutes of walking, the closer he got, the louder the sound became. He could hear the sound of air being cut open, slashed, and penetrated at high speed by a sharp object.

"Oh." Lita appears to recall something before her body shone and she transformed into her angel self, perplexing Masato, but he did not inquire.

After all, she wasn't his prisoner or anything. She was free to wear whatever she wanted.

He arrived at a large building, which he assumed was a library, a split second later. A young man was swinging his spear with great concentration just outside the library. So much so that he doesn't seem to notice the newcomer and continues swinging and thrusting his spear in the air.

"You…!" Irta, the angel who had reported the dragon beat, was taken aback when she saw Masato. She pointed her finger at Masato but didn't know what else to say.

"A Chinese Angel?" He couldn't stop himself from cracking that scathing remark.

"What are you doing here? I thought Lita was observing you?" She inquired before her gaze was drawn to the angel who appeared in front of her.

"Of course, I was da—observing Masato. Don't be concerned. He will not cause him any harm." Lita stated unequivocally.

That much she knew about Masato after spending a decade with him.

"However, why is he here?"

While Irta and Lita, both angels, conversed, Masato rubbed his chin and watched Illhan with interest.

He had to admit that Illhan was gifted in martial arts. Or, to put it another way, he was tenacious in his pursuit of martial arts training.

Masato could tell from a single glance that he lacked any talent or ability in martial arts. But he makes up for it with perseverance, determination, and time.

After all, even a fool can become wise if he studies for 1000 years. It'd be surprising if he didn't.

'She would have loved to spar with him if she had been here. Despite the fact that he is currently a mortal.' He thought before a sad smile formed on his face, remembering his master.

He shook his head before concentrating on Illhan's thrusts and thrusting speed... (I had to...)

Before Illhan stopped swinging and other motions, he stood silently at his place, with two angels talking above his head.

He wiped the sweat from his brow before his gaze settled on Masato, silently looking at him. They both stared at each other, and Illhan wondered if he was another human who had been abandoned on the planet.

This was the first thing he thought because Irta had not informed him or explained the cause of the dragon beats.

"Hello…" He said the most common thing he could think of when meeting someone as a socially awkward person. Even if the other person was the same as him, as a loner, he know how to respect other loners.

Masato's brow twitched, wondering that is all. Since Illhan didn't say anything else and was about to turn around to leave, Masato had to say, "The way you trust your spear, it's not bad. Mind having a spar with me?"

And then they fucked.