In early spring, an Easter event is set to be held in Chaldea, but since simply hiding eggs would be dull, all the Servants are to transform into reverse bunny forms.

The reason is that Easter, as a resurrection festival, has the nature of honoring eggs and rabbits as symbols of the birth and reproduction… or rather, prosperity of life.

This time, it was the result of the leftover Holy Grail granting Gudako’s pure wish of “I want to see abs~~.”

As a result, the sight of men and women of all ages, from beautiful maidens to rugged warriors, overwhelming in their skin exposure, wandering around Chaldea in search of eggs can only be described, to put it mildly, as hell.

Of course, our great hero of Japan will also transform into a reverse bunny spirit form──

“Well, it seems there are also eggs here.”

“Ugh~…”

Iori and Takeru, both visiting their usual tenement, are both dressed in reverse bunny outfits.

Takeru, with his hair flowing free after undoing his braid and bunny ears on his head, wore a choker resembling a collar around his neck, a short tie hanging down, tight black enamel fabric on his arms, and black stockings that extended up to his groin line on his legs.

And except for the black-covered limbs, her white body is exposed to the outside air from her chest to her back and abdomen, as she shyly hunches her back.

Iori, on the other hand, has a cool expression, similarly clad in black fabric on his arms and legs, but with a bowtie at his collar.

And on the upper body, they were wearing a very short jacket with a tailcoat design.

“What’s wrong, Saber? With that kind of timid posture, you won’t be able to find any eggs.”

“Why are you so calm?!”

Takeru, with a red face, shyly covers his genitals with both hands and interrogates Iori.

“If you want to hide a tree, hide it in the forest, Saber. Normally, this outfit would be abnormal, but the current situation is such that everyone in Chaldea is completely abnormal; therefore, abnormal and normal are reversed. Ordinary clothes are considered ordinary because everyone wears them, so there’s no need to feel embarrassed. Additionally, swallowing your doubts and discomfort and blending in with your surroundings without a breath is essential for living in this world.”

Like ice

He, possessing a subtype skill of calm composure, remained extremely calm even in this abnormal situation.

“……If you say so, then it must be true, but this is a bit too much, isn’t it…?”

White skin, faintly toned muscles, and a gentle breeze flows through areas usually not touched by the sun.

Exposed armpits, a revealing backside, and the groin area pushed to the limit are barely concealed by a flimsy thong.

Clothes that are inappropriate for royalty, with her nipples already protruding, and she is exposing them right in front of Iori, her heart stained with shame makes her skin flush, and her heartbeat races uncontrollably.

However, leaving the embarrassed Takeru as he is, Iori begins exploring his own familiar room.

Although it’s early spring, the outside is the frigid Chaldea facility. Perhaps due to the cold costume of a reverse bunny, the air conditioning is operating at a higher setting than usual.

In that slightly warm room, my body temperature rises, a faint sweat breaks out, and my body takes on a subtle humidity.

In such a state, Iori continues to wander.

Trying to search under the dirt floor, I crouch down in a precarious position.

Trying to search near the ceiling, she raised both hands above and exposed both her chest muscles and abdomen.

To search behind the cupboard, I gather strength in my arms and tighten my waist as I lift the heavy cupboard.

That expression is purely serious, but the exposed abdominal muscles, visible nipples, the toned waist and groin line, the texture of the cuff that accentuates the large hands, and the muscle of the upper arms stretched tight by the snug sleeves.

Takeru, who was gazing at them, thought to himself, (This ronin… too lewd…!) as he unconsciously admired the beauty of the body that caught his eye.

“Huh… However, it seems like I can’t find it at all.”

After completing a certain amount of exploration, Iori, slightly out of breath, mutters.

“I guess there’s no choice… I have to use that…”

Saying that, Iori stopped, slowly took a deep breath, and began to regulate their breathing.

A guidepost to the invisible. The ultimate weapon against lost items.

Iori concentrated her nerves as if in meditation, increased her entire body’s spirit, opened her magic circuits, poured her magic power into those pathways, concentrated that vitality into her eyeballs, and then pressed the R button to activate the assistance system “Guidance.”

In the darkened vision, a mysterious light floats and begins to move, revealing the location of the egg with its bluish trail.

“……….Huh?”

“………..what?”

The destination to guide to is Saber’s exciting spot. Rather, the area below that belly button.

It lights up the exposed abdomen, pointing out that there is an egg there, deep within.

Rabbit meat is poultry, this is common knowledge in Edo.

A meat culture for priests, the abnormal common sense of disguising rabbits as birds.

Takeru, who became the rabbit spirit base, has also combined with his own swan legend, resulting in him bearing an egg within himself.

Don’t you feel empty doing it alone?

Iori, do a reverse bunny too.

A couple who understands the beauty of wabi-sabi that takes advantage of the seasonal themes is truly appreciated.

I forgot to dress up the bunny for Easter, so I’m grateful.

Wait, I’m surprised that it’s a super masterpiece, more than I expected.

I was moved by the beautiful ending with the rabbit and the turtle.

Why am I getting emotional over something like this?

That guy.

That’s helpful…

That guy.

Take the gold.

Isn’t it pretty scary to suddenly have eggs developing inside the intestines, even if the last internal ejaculation birth was still a thing?

What if there are others who are also involved in this major accident?

Thanks to the strange writings of the Asakusa couple who indulge in extreme perverted play with a nonchalant expression, my lifespan is being extended.

Thanks for everything, but stop with the anal cryptic documents at work.

That guy.

I guess it’s a workplace where the computer isn’t inspected by the system administration department, right?!

Aren’t we going to enter the endless childbirth arc at this rate?

I know that Easter is in spring, but I didn’t know when it is.

I didn’t realize it was such a deliciously naughty event.

Takeru, excited by Iori’s rough fingers probing his anus, perfectly matches the interpretation.

The game system, the engaging writing style, and the fact that I can see they’re quite skilled, but why are they producing such bizarre writings in this kind of setting…?!

Will this egg that was laid be deliciously cooked later?

I saw the long version of the Kojiki after a long time.

A happy bride melting in the embrace of a ronin is so cute.

The Asakusa couple is the strongest.

The writer’s inspiration is the most important thing, after all.

It may indeed be Chikawa, but…

Iori is big, huh…?

It seems that this Iori would be fine wearing a star-striped bikini, and if Iori wears it, Takeru should also wear some naughty swimwear.

I can vividly imagine the figure of Iori in a reverse bunny outfit, completely unashamed.

I can’t fall asleep unless my husband pokes my butt with his thick, chunky fingers.

I’m weak when it comes to Samrem’s game system.

I wonder what Babbage’s reverse bunny looks like…

Did you manage to press the R button in Chaldea too?

Let me read some futanari too.

It’s okay, this couple only allows those who are honest about their preferences to sit, and clearly just to provoke, they assert themselves without a name.

It’s okay if they’re futanari, as long as they have plump nipples and a big butt.

But whether it’s a man or a woman, Takeru feels good when Iori fingers his butt, and that’s cute, I understand.

Even though Easter is over, I guess there are two people walking around distributing the leftover eggs from the overlapping pregnancies.

It seems that even while being stimulated, it might lay eggs.

I casually learned about the ecology of rabbits having overlapping pregnancies, and it was educational.

Even though it’s an anal weird document…

I think that guy is skilled at incorporating jokes.

There are definitely those who can imagine getting pregnant just by smelling the scent of a wandering man’s genitals.

I want you to notice that I’m secretly sniffing my own smell in the middle of the night with my belly poking out.

What is the next event?

Children’s Day?

So just eat lots of kashiwa mochi with the ronin…

You should add a notebook mark.