I took the phone out of my pocket and looked at it. It was the same phone I had in my previous life. The cracked screen was new, considering the events just before I woke up here, but it didn't seem to prevent it from working normally. I noticed this by turning it on and unlocking the screen and I was faced with the Fate GO interface.

Luckily the sound was off, so it might have been a defect in the device, but it was good at the moment not to attract the attention of the woman walking in front of me. She kept walking with quick steps as if she wanted to hurry our arrival to the room, although she didn't seem to be in imminent danger. 

The corridors were empty, and the only sound other than our footsteps was the continuous alarm still ringing. The red light here was dimmer, just small lamps and monitors flashing at intervals of a few meters. 

I could assume that we were in Chaldea, but I was not sure about this assumption. I could not remember if the corridors shown in the game were precisely like the ones we passed through. 

Speaking of the game, I could not get out of the Fate Grand Order app no matter what button I pressed. It wouldn't switch to its home screen or the mobile app menu, but I could move freely within the game. The game interface had one thing or another change, and although I was curious to find out what had changed there, I pressed the button to turn off the screen and threw the device back into my pocket. 

I would have time for that at another time. 

And as if I had a feeling about what would happen, as soon as I hid the cell phone, Artoria turned her face to observe me, or rather, to observe my reflection in a vast mirror in the corridor where we were walking. 

It was strange to have a mirror in the corridor, so I imagined that the other side might be a false window, allowing us to see the other side of this one. It was a hypothesis to explain the strange existence of a long mirror of about six meters in a random corridor. 

As she looked at me from the mirror, the woman's next words gave my theory more reason. 

"We're almost there, Master. That's the wing of the masters' and staff dormitories."

Does this mean that whoever is running this place is watching his employees? Especially the Masters. And if there were others besides me, I needed to meet them at some point to clear up any doubts that Artoria could not. 

I ended up paying more attention to the reflection than the idea of what was behind that mirror. Not only her reflection, with her breasts swaying elegantly with each step she took, but also my own. 

That one over there is not me. 

Me from before, that's who I mean. 

I was much taller than the athletic body I had seen when looking down. Seeing it there in the reflection, it looked even more striking. Not by being huge, but intimidating, not only because I was physically more robust but also because of the serious expression on my face. The eyes were a very dark blue, and the red hair was messy, with that tanned skin. Even in simple clothes, my appearance should make a good presence. The face was also very attractive, even with a closed countenance, the kind of features that every average-looking boy would like to have. 

In the mirror, I could catch a few glances from Artoria directed at me, precisely at that rise in the cloth of my pants. The erection had not diminished. Even with my random assumptions and thoughts, part of me was still focused on the woman with that rolling step in front of me. 

If she was so curious, I might as well demonstrate why I had something stuffing my pants in that empty hallway. But before I could make any move, she stopped, a few meters after the end of the long mirror, in front of one of the many doors arranged in that corridor. 

"This is where your quarters are, Master." She spoke, watching me with a more serious face, but even in that expression, I could notice a blush of embarrassment. 

"Thank you, Artoria." I gave her a sympathetic smile, trying to hide the bastard thoughts going through my head, especially when my gaze lowered to her cleavage, and just seeing that part so exposed made my cock throb. 

I didn't fail to notice that her face blushed more. 

With one last look at her, I turned to face the door. Next to the doorknob was a place to swipe a card. 

First, I tried to open the door directly from the handle. Obviously, it was not possible. 

I sighed and tried the cell phone, removing the device from my pocket stealthily and blocking the woman's view with my body, and swiped the unlocked screen in front of the swipe mechanism. Nothing. 

Obviously, the cell phone didn't fit in the gap it had there. I turned it off again and threw it back in my pocket with a sigh. 

Before giving up, I rechecked my pants pockets, now in a much more obvious way, wanting Artoria to notice our situation. 

Only the cell phone was in the pocket, and the other one was empty. 

I sighed heavily again, disappointed to realize I would have no respite from that damned alarm and perhaps not even a moment alone with that woman for a long time. 

"Apparently, we need some card to open the door, and I don't have anything here with me. Going back to that room to look would be too much work, maybe somewhere else..." I moved to start our way down to the rest of the hallway when Artoria's sweet, noble voice called me again. 

"Master..." 

I looked at her at the very moment when the woman reached into her cleavage and pulled out a card. Whether it was what we needed or not, the scene was hilarious.

Her face was flushed with embarrassment, perhaps because I was looking at her with a vulgar half-smile at the situation. However, Artoria still mustered all the courage to follow through with her speech after pulling our salvation from between her breasts. 

"I found this object near where the Master passed out. I believe it belongs to him." She held out the card, trying to keep the seriousness in her face reddened with shame. 

I didn't take a second to take the card from her hands, our fingers brushing against each other. When I had it in hand, I appraised it before looking back at Artoria with a confident smile that concealed malice. 

"Well, let's see if it works."

I swiped the card in the mechanism beside the door, and after a beep, the sound of a lock unlocking itself was heard. Bingo. 

I took my hand to the doorknob and opened the bedroom door, but I didn't go in, first giving way to the woman. After all, if it weren't for her breasts and her perception, we wouldn't be able to get in there. 

I didn't even have to say anything for her to enter, walking past me close enough to lean the side of her body against mine. Her thigh brushed quickly against the volume of my pants. 

She hurried on, looking nervous, and I couldn't help but to let out a low chuckle before I stepped in behind her and closed the door. 

Finally, alone with Artoria. The room was also free of the sound of the alarm and the flashing red lights, a well-deserved quietness that I intended to make good use of.