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[Limited]: "What a joke! 'Our technical capabilities are limited, we only managed to release 7 Spiritron Dresses.'"
[Look]: Max, you OLD LIAR, look in the eyes and tell where you pulled THIS new outfit from?!
[Stock]: If you have inventory in the back, just RELEASE THE UPDATES! Do I look like I'm short on Holy Grails?! I'll drop a few thousand dollars on you right now!
[TopTier]: Holy shit, this is top-tier wife material clothing! My forbidden romance soul is burning WILDLY!
[PureLove]: Hmph, forbidden romance, huh? Interesting~ Co on then! Let , a Pure Love Warrior, purge ALL of you degenerates today!
[Serious]: Wait, are you guys here to fight in the Holy Grail War or go on a honeymoon trip?! Don't turn such a serious competitive ga into a dating simulator!
[Matched]: Why do I inexplicably feel like they're actually... perfectly matched?
What made so many players lose their collective minds with excitent?
Naturally, it was because Max had just casually clicked a backend developer command that instantly refreshed and updated dea's Spiritron Dress options.
That's right—regarding the costic outfit system, Max had never planned to rigidly stick to only the few designs that appeared in the original FGO mobile ga. That selection was simply far too limited for his vision.
So in terms of Spiritron Dress expansion possibilities, Max had also incorporated various Servants' Third Ascension and Final Ascension outfits from the source material.
As well as artwork from so of the ga's excellent Craft Essence card designs.
As for what to do if he eventually needed to implent an actual Craft Essence equip system later in developnt?
That was even easier—just pull out the original card artwork and use it for the actual cards instead.
One must strategically allow oneself to be efficiently lazy when possible.
Look at a certain famous ga studio's approach to asset reuse—their signature "spinning attack" Noble Phantasm animation, how many character generations have they recycled that exact sa animation for?
Generation after generation, year after year.
It's literally just old wine in progressively fancier bottles.
The combat character models keep getting better and better with improved graphics, but sohow the Noble Phantasm animations keep getting worse and more recycled.
That one dragon-type Servant's Final Ascension art is gorgeous, but then the Noble Phantasm animation completely ruins the aesthetic for you.
Anyway, let's not discuss these frustrating industry practices.
Although Max was admittedly pretty oblivious when it ca to romance in real life, he was secretly an expert at dating simulation gas.
At the sa ti, after successfully identifying dea's emotional weak points and relentlessly attacking them with surgical precision, the next step was obvious.
When Max suggested that dea change out of her dark, gloomy Magus robes and try wearing so modern clothing instead...
Although dea verbally protested that she was "unwilling" and "didn't see the point," her body language was exceptionally honest.
In fact, she was so eager that she secretly nodded twice—just to make absolutely sure he'd noticed her agreent.
One could only describe it as devastatingly cute.
So after a series of special magical costu-change sound effects (complete with sparkles), dea—who had originally been wearing her standard dark hooded Magus battle robes—transford her appearance entirely.
She now wore the elegant white wool sweater from the Craft Essence artwork titled "Year-End Gift."
Her lower half featured a tasteful midi skirt paired with sheer stockings that sohow managed to be both modest and alluring.
She'd also materialized a cooking apron and house slippers as accessories.
However, due to practical considerations for the upcoming combat scenarios, the slippers had been swapped out for sensible flat shoes that wouldn't hinder movent.
With this outfit combination, if she'd previously projected the image of a cold, unapproachable beautiful older sister...
The current dea was now radiating maximum "perfect housewife" energy.
If she picked up a wooden cooking spoon—the kind a doting wife uses to prepare her husband's als—she would look exactly like a devoted spouse waiting at ho for her husband to return from work.
At the sa ti, watching dea after changing into this dostic outfit—blushing slightly, occasionally stealing shy glances at Max's character while trying to appear casual—
The envious, bitter chat launched an absolutely vicious verbal assault on Max's character.
Fortunately, Max hadn't announced dea's actual favorability rating toward him on screen.
Otherwise, seeing that it had jumped to 91% would probably make the chat even more aggressively hostile.
But pleasant slice-of-life monts are ultimately just fleeting smoke. Next, they still had to face the serious competitive reality of the Holy Grail War.
Just as Max was preparing to escort dea onto an international flight back to Fuyuki City, she suddenly stopped him.
Upon learning they still had 10 minutes of preparation ti remaining, dea imdiately darted into a nearby magic supply shop and began crafting items on-site with impressive speed.
Thus, under the fascinated witness of the streaming audience, brilliant magical light blood as dea worked her craft.
Within just a few minutes, she had created and handed Max a collection of enchanted items: three decorative pouches containing protective spell talismans, a pair of enchanted boots that would muffle his footsteps, and two simple woven wristbands imbued with minor defensive magic.
Looking at the stat bonuses and special effects these items provided, not only Max but also the entire chat fell into stunned silence.
[Easy]: This Witch of Betrayal is WAY too easy to win over! Why is she already giving him handmade gifts?!
[Newlywed]: Wait, is this what a newlywed wife does?!
[Tigress]: I wish my wife were half as gentle and supportive as this...
[Ugly]: Don't worry bro—even if she WERE half as gentle, if she were ugly, you still wouldn't appreciate her.
[Truth]: Brutal but accurate.
"Try them on," dea said softly, her voice carrying genuine concern. "If the enchantnts feel uncomfortable or the fit is wrong, I can adjust them before we leave."
"No need—they fit perfectly," Max replied, equipping the items with a few quick nu selections. "And we're running low on ti. We should get moving."
"Mm, understood." dea nodded, then hesitated. "But these three protective pouches... promise you'll keep them on your person at all tis. Never take them off, even after the battle."
"I promise," Max said without hesitation.
One could only say the scent of budding romance was getting overwhelmingly strong at this point.
Max himself remained completely oblivious to the implications.
But perhaps that ignorance was for the best. In this world, there was no FFF Inquisition ready to burn heretics.
Otherwise, Max would definitely be the first person tied to the stake—at least according to the vast majority of male viewers' bitter thoughts.
As for the female players in the audience? They had completely adopted dea's perspective, and combined with Max's real-life appearance from earlier in the stream, they were constructing elaborate romantic narratives in their minds.
One could only say that male and female thought processes were sotis fundantally different and fascinatingly unique.
Finally, after a series of scenic travel transitions, Max and dea arrived at their destination: the ever-faithful disaster magnet known as Fuyuki City.
As the two stepped off the airplane and into the terminal, the chat surged with bloodthirsty anticipation:
[Sniper]: GO, airport campers! Kill these two lovebirds before they get started!
[Pain]: HOW MANY FLOORS CAN A BAG OF RICE CARRY! Max, experience the PAIN we felt getting sniped at spawn points!
[OldSix]: Go forth, sneaky bastards! I want to see Max's face after getting ambushed! Only then will I feel satisfaction!
One could only say there were disturbingly many bloodthirsty viewers in the audience.
But unfortunately, Max's timing was simply too perfect. There was less than one minute remaining until the preparation phase ended and combat officially began.
At this point in the match, who would realistically still be camping the airport hoping for early kills?
So even though Max was secretly looking forward to an exciting airport encounter to demonstrate dea's combat abilities...
It was clear this small wish wouldn't be fulfilled tonight.
"What's wrong, Master?" dea noticed his slightly disappointed expression. "You look sowhat... unfulfilled? Were you expecting an attack? I didn't realize you were so eager for combat."
"Not exactly," Max replied honestly. "I just can't wait to field-test the enchanted gifts you made for . But since there's no imdiate threat, let's head to a barbershop first. I need to change my appearance."
"Change your appearance?" Confusion flickered across dea's beautiful face.
The scene transitioned with a quick cut, and suddenly Max's character—controlling Emiya Kiritsugu—walked out of a local barbershop and stood before a full-length mirror, having undergone a complete transformation.
Not only was the scruffy, unkempt beard completely gone, but his previously dead, emotionless eyes had sohow regained their natural sparkle and intensity.
His "I-look-like-I-could-win-at-poker" hairstyle had been cut into short, neat black hair with a modern style.
One could say he looked like a completely younger, significantly more handso version of Emiya Kiritsugu.
His outfit had also changed from the standard shirt-and-black-trench-coat combination to a form-fitting black tactical shirt under the coat.
He genuinely looked like a protagonist from an action thriller now.
In short, if you threw him into a random crowd, it would be absolutely impossible to identify him as a Holy Grail War participant at first glance.
[Operation]: HOLY SHIT, there's even this kind of feature?!
[Admit]: Max, tell honestly—did you add this as a patch because you were unwilling to admit the base character creator was limited?! Or did you specifically program this so you could enjoy playing with customization yourself?!
[Declaration]: I hereby DECLARE that Holy Grail War has murdered every other VR ga in existence! How did you achieve this level of environntal realism?! I never would have thought to try getting a haircut at an in-ga barbershop!
[Misunderstood]: Max, I truly misunderstood you. From this day forward, I am your most loyal follower. Would you mind sharing your ho address? I'd like to visit personally and apologize to you.
[Cunning]: CUNNING KIRITSUGU! SNEAKY TACTICS!
Actually, the ability to change hairstyles at barbershops had appeared in many open-world gas before.
And Max had always firmly adhered to one ga design philosophy: don't explicitly teach players how to play the ga—let them discover chanics organically.
But clearly, these players were more interested in instant PvP gratification than exploration.
They completely ignored all the discoverable environntal interaction content he'd carefully implented for them.
Instead, they just kept complaining endlessly about wanting self-made characters and advanced character customization systems.
Max felt genuinely helpless about this and could only demonstrate through actual gaplay that everything they wanted was already in the ga—they just needed to explore and discover it themselves.
They should treat this VR experience like half of an actual living, breathing world instead of just a combat arena.
But just as Max was about to address the chat and explain this philosophy—
BOOM!
A massive explosion erupted from the restaurant directly adjacent to the barbershop.
The entire storefront detonated outward in a shower of glass, wood, and flas.
Imdiately following the blast, a small blonde figure ca bursting through the smoke and debris.
Seeing that unmistakable silhouette and recognizing those distinctive features, Max couldn't help but exclaim in genuine shock:
"Holy shit—Artoria just dined and dashed!"
[WHAT]: WHAT?!
[KingOfKnights]: THE KING OF KNIGHTS COMMITTED FRAUD?!
[Impossible]: This CAN'T be real!
[Chivalry]: What happened to CHIVALRY?!
The chat absolutely lost their minds.
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