The next morning, Rin Tohsaka awoke feeling dizzy, her body out of sorts, profoundly weak, and with a stinging, fiery pain specifically in her lower regions.

Amidst the lingering fog, Rin struggled to make sense of her condition; she couldn't quite recall the events of the previous night.

But when she pulled back the covers and saw the stain of blood on the sheets, she froze. The brain, which usually took a good ten minutes to fully clear, accelerated to a hundred times its normal speed, and within three seconds, she understood everything. Her gaze immediately snapped to the side—sure enough…

"Ugh... Damn it, how could I have been so careless..." Rin covered her forehead, appearing utterly distressed. It wasn't the loss of her innocence that tormented her, although she valued her pride highly; if it had been with someone she truly loved, there would be no regret, perhaps even cause for celebration. What truly pained her was the realization that while drunk, she must have done and said a host of bold, impulsive things.

She remembered hearing Lailah mention she was sleeping with Liliya, which had stunned her into silence. She had swiftly retreated to her room, intending to have a quick drink to steel her nerves and figure out her next move.

However, the alcohol's potency far exceeded her expectations; she was completely drunk almost immediately upon drinking. Normally, being drunk wouldn't be a huge issue, but the greater problem was that she hadn't been thoroughly drunk. Half-sober, she had suddenly started acting like a magical girl cat—Heavens, was that really her? Why did she transform into that when intoxicated? She had absolutely no ambition to be a magical girl, and how utterly childish!

If she could, Rin Tohsaka would have crawled into the nearest crevice and never emerged for the rest of her life.

On top of that, she recalled blurting out countless truths, dispensing with "Truth or Dare" entirely, letting slip all the words she usually dared not speak out loud... So humiliating.

What made matters even worse for the proud Miss Rin were the things she had done, actions more shameless than anything else. Setting aside her aggressive assertiveness, there were the mortifying positions, the chaotic assortment of sexual encounters—things she would never, under any circumstances, agree to while sober, yet she had experienced them all last night. Oh, the agony.

"It wasn't me, that wasn't... that definitely wasn't me," Rin absolutely refused to accept that the person from last night was herself. The thought of those shameful acts made her want to smash her head against the wall. After doing that, how could she ever face him again?

"God, please just let me forget yesterday’s memories," Rin had never believed in deities; she only trusted herself. Yet now, with a devotion deeper than countless worshippers, she prayed to the heavens.

"Actually, it's not that big of a deal..." At that moment, a voice sounded from beside her. Rin instinctively recoiled, lightning-fast in pulling the covers over herself before turning her head.

"...This is all your fault," Miss Rin glared fiercely at him, her eyes brimming with resentful shyness.

Because she had covered not only her body but also half her face with the blanket, leaving only her eyes visible, Lin Luo couldn't clearly discern her expression. Still, he presumed it was similar to Mikoto's—an expression of extreme bashfulness. After all, being tsundere, they shared that certain similarity.

"Uh, alright, it's my fault," Lin Luo didn't deny it. Admitting fault now was what a man should do... Even though he didn't truly believe he was wrong, arguing with a woman was absolute idiocy, especially one he had just shared intimacy with.

"But, first time leads to familiarity; next time won't be an issue," Lin Luo added with a chuckle.

"Who says there's going to be a next time?" Miss Rin snapped, a mix of shame and anger flushing her face. Feeling the increasing intensity of the pain below, she resentfully declared, "I’m never sleeping with you again!"

"Um... Does it still hurt a lot?" Seeing the young woman's furrowed brow and pained expression, Lin Luo felt a pang of guilt. It was unavoidable; the first time always hurt, for both parties, and last night had been rather frequent. Though he couldn't confirm if it was 'seven times in one night,' it felt close.

He had intended to stop after his second successful advance, as he knew he should be considerate of her body. But the problem was, she hadn't wanted it to end... It was hard to imagine such an outwardly proud person becoming so unreasonable when drunk, constantly demanding more. Any ordinary man would have been utterly drained.

"What do you think?" The young woman’s voice dropped low, a slight glimmer of tears flashing in her eyes.

"Do you need me to heal it for you?" Lin Luo scratched his head, saying sheepishly.

"Get lost!" Upon hearing this, Miss Rin's face immediately flushed, and she cried out in a soft voice, "Who... Who needs you to heal it?"

With that, she rolled off the bed under the covers, staggering toward the bathroom. "You just wait, I'm not letting this go... Whoa!"

She hadn't taken more than a few steps before a cry escaped her, and she pitched forward. A figure darted forward, catching her before she hit the floor.

"See? Healing it would be better. You can't even walk steadily right now," Lin Luo murmured softly near her ear.

"But... But healing it means touching that spot..." The young woman's resistance instantly softened, and she lowered her head, speaking in a voice barely audible.

She was still shy. Lin Luo understood instantly and smiled. "We've already done it so many times; what’s the harm in a little touch? There's no need to be shy."

"E-Even if we’ve done it before, I’m still a girl! Of course, I’d be shy," At this moment, Miss Rin possessed none of her usual strong will or spirited energy; she was neither tsundere, nor manipulative, nor acting like a young lady. Her words were stuttered and halting, and she used the pronoun "one" (renjia), which she would never normally use—softer than the softest girl.

Since she was being unusually demure, Lin Luo decided to respect her wishes. "In that case, I’ll just close my eyes and not look. Will that make you feel better?"

"Th-That’s also fine," The young lady’s head bowed even lower, her entire frame seeming to shrink inward.

"Alright, here I go then." Lin Luo smiled, then closed his eyes, sliding his right hand under the blanket.

"N-No!" Feeling as if a current of electricity had shot through her chest, Miss Rin shuddered violently, letting out a soft cry.

"There’s nothing I can do, I can't see," Lin Luo said with an expression of helplessness.

"Th-Then at least be a little careful," she managed.

"Okay, I'll be careful." Lin Luo continued moving his hand downwards until he reached the young woman's secret garden. By touch alone, Lin Luo could tell it was completely swollen—no wonder she couldn't walk straight.

"Mmm..." Miss Rin tightly pressed her lips together, forcing herself to remain calm, but the subtle sensation from below sparked an indescribable feeling deep within her, drawing an involuntary moan.

Soon, she felt a warmth envelop her lower area, as if wrapped in something gentle. The intense throbbing pain and discomfort began to slowly recede. She knew the Sacred Healing Spell had begun.

A moment later, Lin Luo withdrew his hand from under the blanket. Rin Tohsaka immediately felt the pain below vanish completely and let out a sigh of relief. If she had been seen in her prior state, others would surely have noticed, leading to ultimate embarrassment.

"Eh? What's wrong with you?" Turning around, Rin Tohsaka noticed Lin Luo’s expression seemed oddly troubled and asked.

"Um, Rin..." Whether he had forgotten or not, Lin Luo scratched his head with the right hand that had just touched her intimate parts, looking awkward and unsure how to begin. "Uh, there was a small accident just now."

"Accident?" A chill went down her spine; for some reason, she felt a sudden premonition of doom.

"Well, here’s how it happened..." Lin Luo hesitated before finally speaking. "You know, even though the Sacred Healing Spell has been upgraded to allow for pinpoint restoration, sometimes errors occur, especially when one is emotionally stirred or in a hurry. So..."

"So what?" Miss Rin frowned, her bad feeling growing stronger.

Lin Luo hesitated again, thinking: If I tell the truth, will I be killed?

No, better to tell the truth; this kind of thing is impossible to hide anyway.

Sighing internally, Lin Luo composed himself and blurted out everything he needed to say in one go: "Because I was holding you like that and doing that, I got a bit worked up, so I didn't perform a pinpoint repair just now. Instead, I healed all the trauma in your body, including that membrane that had ruptured."

Time seemed to halt; the atmosphere instantly froze. The two stood staring at each other, not blinking. Miss Rin hadn't yet processed his words, while Lin Luo waited for judgment to fall, convinced that today he might, perhaps, possibly, probably... die.

"Um... Can you just say something?" After about a minute, Miss Rin remained silent, which only made Lin Luo more anxious. Even a death sentence would be over quickly with a single shot; waiting was the true agony.

Miss Rin remained silent, but the tenderness in her eyes gradually vanished, and her soft body began to stiffen. After a long pause, she finally spoke in a tone of absolute calm and composure: "Are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready," Lin Luo nodded.

"Good. In that case..." Suddenly, a killing intent, like that of an ancient, ferocious beast, flashed in the young woman's eyes. Casting aside any concern for exposing her body, her hands moved with a loud swish.

The speed was like a lightning strike passing by. The momentum was like a galaxy pouring forth. Its power was unmatched in this era.

No one could describe it, no one could see it; even the sword of Chibuki Chizuru or the dagger of Ko Ryū was dim in comparison to this move. No one, facing this technique, could possibly offer any resistance.

And as this attack landed, Lin Luo's body crashed violently from mid-air onto the ground with a thud. He felt a numbness spread across his back... A long-forgotten shoulder throw.

"Die, die, die, go to hell, go to hell!" Like a storm following a period of serenity, Miss Rin completely erupted. Her hands moved, sending a rain-like barrage of projectiles forward.

In the fraction of a second before the barrage struck him, Lin Luo considered one problem: If he dodged, Miss Rin’s anger wouldn't be released, leading to greater complications later. If others found out, his entire heroic reputation would be ruined. If he endured it, given his Apostle-like physique, he shouldn't die—at most, he’d be severely injured or weakened for a while, but it would allow Miss Rin to vent her fury.

Lin Luo decisively chose the latter, letting the countless projectiles detonate upon him while emitting piercing screams... Some of these screams were truly from pain, while others were intended to satisfy Miss Rin.

The barrage bombing lasted for a full minute before stopping. Still seemingly unable to quell her rage, Miss Rin snatched the blanket from the floor and hurled it forward fiercely, covering Lin Luo’s battered body as if to hide the shame.

"I can't believe you would do something like this; you are absolutely the worst!" Amidst her furious cursing, Miss Rin charged directly into the bathroom, the door suffering a concussion that nearly cost it its life with a loud bang.

"Scum!" "Lecher!" "Shameless!" "Scum!" "Cross-dressing!" "Die ten thousand times!"

Lin Luo heard the sound of water running from the bathroom, along with Miss Rin’s muttering, clearly indicating her anger had not subsided. However, there was something very strange mixed into her curses...

"Um... Rin, I truly didn't mean to," Lin Luo felt this specific matter required clarification, as he truly hadn't intended to restore her virginity. After finishing his own repairs, he walked to the bathroom door and apologized sincerely... Although he didn't believe he had done anything wrong; countless women in the world would pay good money just to have someone repair their hymen.

"You mean you intended to do it?" Miss Rin's voice was filled with resentment and hatred.

"Actually..."

Lin Luo tried to say more, but Miss Rin gave him no chance. "I don't want to hear you talk. Get away and reflect on your actions properly."

After that, no matter what Lin Luo said, no further word came from inside, only the faint sound of teeth grinding and something being crushed... The kacha kacha kacha sound gave Lin Luo a pang of sympathy for his own lower body.

Fine, I'll go reflect.