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A missing pillow. A cafeteria turned battlefield over breakfast supremacy. A suspiciously ominous notice about a "Sports Festival Executive Committee Chair" with his name practically already written on it. Fujimaru Ritsuka, Chaldea's sole Master, was promised one thing today: a day off. No Singularities. No system maintenance. Nothing. He should have known better. Between thirty-plus Heroic Spirits who can't agree on anything, a facility perched at the edge of the world, and a peace that neve
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