[h2]Saber-Arturia Pendragon[/h2]

It had been a surreal experience. To begin with, Saber had been vaguely aware of the existence of the business known as a 'host club'. A location in which food an drink was combined with handsome men catering to and talking to women. From what she understood, this provided a sense of satisfaction and importance for the women in question. Or, perhaps, they just enjoyed getting to talk to handsome men for a while. She had never experienced it directly, nor had she intended to. That is why she had been totally unprepared for the experience of becoming employed at one.

But the surreal nature of the experience didn't stop there. It wasn't simply that her Master had insisted on her employment there. That was only the beginning. The fact that it was also... well...

The fact that a Knights of the Round Table-themed Host Club existed in Fusang only made it even more surreal. They had immediately hired her to play the role of King Arthur, because, quite simply, that is who she was.

By this point, the strangeness of the scenario had become somewhat more mundane. The entire nature of this summoning, however, was an unusual one. The mass amount of leylines allowing for the summoning of Servants... surely, there was more to it than that. There was no Holy Grail here, no corrupted cup. That had long since been destroyed, by her own hand. At one point, perhaps, she would have been angered by being summoned for something so trivial as simple desire.

But the time when she desired the Holy Grail had come and passed. If someone wished for her sword, truly desired her assistance, she would not reject them.

This was the mindset that Arturia Pendragon, the King of Knights, had taken to.

That being said, she hadn't imagined this would include working in a host club.

Nor had she expected she would be quite so popular.

"Good day, my sweet gentleladies. I hope to see you again, but alas, my time here is at its end for today."

As she departed the table, Arturia was certain she heard a delighted squeal among the farewells. She did not precisely understand why her actions caused such a thing, but at least the women who came to the host club always seemed to enjoy it.

And... well... the fact that it granted her funds for use in the city's most lauded food service establishments was hardly unwelcome.

To think... this was a city in which she could once again speak to her knights. Arturia wasn't certain, still, she had the right to. She still had her regrets even if she no longer wished to erase her role in history. But in spite of that...

In spite of everything...

The fact that she could truly speak to them once more brought a feeling of warmth to her heart that she could not deny.

"Ah, Master."

Arturia noted the approach of her Master rather quickly as she began her preparations to leave the club.

"Your timing is excellent, my shift is at its end."

[@Raineh Daze]