Shinji Matou at Your Service-Chapter 892 - : Hold Your Head High, Medusa

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Purple is a magical color—it can be serene, cold, melancholic, or even seductive.

However, most shades of purple can only convey one or two of these moods. Only the purple before Shinji could perfectly blend three different styles, creating a powerful impact.

The owner of this color was none other than the new member of the Matou family, the Servant summoned by Matou Sakura—Rider, Medusa.

The female Servant, who had been discovered, moved along the shadows to approach Shinji and the others.

Shinji smiled and asked, "Did Sakura send you?"

"Yes."

Medusa nodded slightly, adhering to her usual principle of speaking as little as possible.

"She's home by now, right?"

"Yes."

"I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Please, tell me what you need, Shinji-sama."

"Keep an eye on that house over there—the one with the bounded field set up. If they make any suspicious moves, inform Sakura."

"But what about my Master—"

Medusa didn't immediately agree, appearing somewhat hesitant.

It was precisely this hesitation that made Shinji smile in satisfaction. It seemed that Sakura and Medusa were getting along very well. Medusa was already starting to think of Sakura, prioritizing her even above Shinji, who was the successor of Perseus. This was the ideal relationship between a Master and a Servant.

"You don't need to worry about Sakura. I'm here. Even if something unexpected happens, you can be summoned by Sakura using a Command Spell—I'll replenish the Command Spells she uses, so don't worry. I still have six Command Spells left over from the previous Holy Grail War, more than enough to use."

As Shinji spoke, he rolled up his sleeve, removed the sheath of his Divine GunBlade, and revealed the red marks on his arm.

"If you're still concerned, you can confirm with Sakura through your Master-Servant bond."

"No need."

Medusa shook her head.

"You've thought this through very carefully, Shinji-sama. I have no reason to refuse."

"Don't call me 'Sama,' and don't refer to Sakura as 'Master.' I'm sure Sakura has already told you that."

Shinji corrected her.

"Sakura—she did, but I forgot to change my habits."

"Don't forget next time. We're not your two elder sisters; we don't have so many rules, and we won't bully you, so there's no need to be overly respectful."

"Sisters?"

Medusa was momentarily lost in thought.

"Shinji-sama—"

"You forgot again?"

"Shinji, you know about my two elder sisters?"

"For some special reasons, I know more about you three sisters than my ancestor, Perseus. To be honest, from my perspective, it's really hard to understand the way you interact with Stheno and Euryale. If it weren't for the choice they made in the end, I would have thought that your relationship with them was poor."

Phorkys had three daughters: the eldest, Stheno, the second, Euryale, and the youngest, Medusa. Due to angering Athena, Medusa was exiled to the desolate island near the Island of the Golden Apples.

Her two elder sisters, out of concern for their younger sister, voluntarily chose to be exiled alongside Medusa, living together on the desolate island. Due to Athena's trickery and curse, the three sisters were slandered as terrifying monsters, and the name Gorgon (meaning "dreadful ones") began to spread widely, attracting numerous heroes to challenge them.

Among the three sisters, Stheno and Euryale were not skilled in combat. Medusa, to protect her sisters, continuously killed the heroes who came to slay them. In the end, she went mad and even killed the two sisters she was supposed to protect, becoming a truly terrifying monster. However, even at the moment of their deaths, her sisters did not regret their choice.

"Even so, I still find it hard to accept the way your two sisters treated you. I'm an older brother myself, and having a little sister means she's someone to be cherished, not bullied."

"My elder sisters were training me in their way because, unlike them, I'm not perfect," Medusa explained.

Stheno and Euryale were manifestations of male ideals, "ideal idols" whose forms were fixed—they neither grew nor aged. Medusa, on the other hand, was different; she grew over time. In compensation, she gained powerful Mystic Eyes of Petrification and exceptional mobility.

Due to the difference in their physical forms, Medusa was often bullied by her two sisters, who made her do things like wash their clothes or even drink her blood. It was very much like the story of Cinderella and her stepsisters.

Perhaps in Medusa's view, being bullied by her sisters was a natural thing, but from Shinji's perspective as a modern person—

"Perfect, huh? Perfection. Not long ago, I discussed with someone about what aesthetics truly are. One of the core ideas is that aesthetics are trends—they change over time. In your era, what was considered perfect might have been like your sisters. It seems that for thousands of years, human history has been dominated by lolicon tendencies. But over the past hundred years, the standards have changed. While the loli type like your sisters may not be outdated, the current societal mainstream is more inclined towards your type. If you don't believe me, you can have Sakura show you some fashion magazines. The photos of the models should explain everything. By the way, I prefer your kind of figure—so there's no need to feel inferior."

"Really?"

Medusa's tall and voluptuous body trembled violently, fully revealing her inner turmoil. Whether it was during her life or after her death, she had never received such praise.

"Of course, I swear by the name of my ancestor, Perseus," Shinji answered without hesitation.

"The next time you see your two sisters, you can hold your head high and tell them that you're beautiful, that you're no worse than they are—if they dare to mock or bully you, just come to me, and I'll deal with them. I can take on ten of them if they're like Stheno and Euryale."

Medusa was amused by Shinji's exaggerated words, a smile curling her lips.

"In that case, I would have to side with my sisters."

"Sisterly love, huh?"

Shinji wasn't surprised.

"That's fine. Then let's have another mythical showdown—the reborn three sisters against the successor of Perseus. This time, there won't be so many external influences, and there won't need to be a fight to the death."

"Alright, if there's such an opportunity."

Medusa nodded with a smile.

"Then we'll be off—oh, by the way, although wearing an eyepatch doesn't hinder your actions, it might slightly affect your surveillance. Let me modify it for you."

As Shinji spoke, he extended his finger and touched the center of her eyepatch. With a flash of blue particles, the eyepatch that had been tightly covering the upper half of her face disappeared, replaced by a pair of glasses with purple frames.

Behind the glasses, Medusa's beautiful purple eyes elevated her entire aura.

"This looks much better. This is how R-Onee-san should look."