In the bathroom, Shinji lay in the bathtub, frowning deeply as he pondered how the Holy Grail War would develop from here...
"Ahh... what a pain..."
Shinji rubbed his forehead and sighed. He had transmigrated for over ten years and still couldn't even beat a Servant on his own—Rider excluded; under certain circumstances, he could still suppress her! He was truly bringing shame upon the ranks of transmigrators!
Just look at Shirou in the original work. With nothing but protagonist plot armor, he could tear Servants apart with his bare hands after only a few days. Meanwhile, he still had to rely on his brain. How embarrassing!
Then there were the protagonists of other fanfics and their cheat abilities—daily sign-ins, check-ins, all that nonsense. They didn't need to do anything, yet within a few years they were powerful enough to rule the world. His Dog System was completely fucking useless, and he still had to train himself.
What a goddamn scam!
System? System!
Upgrading. In sleep mode...
Damn it!
After cursing internally a couple of times, Shinji, having soaked long enough, rose from the bathtub with a splash.
But right then, Shinji suddenly heard a loud crash from outside, followed by hurried footsteps heading straight for the bathroom.
Knowing it was Bazett and Rider, Shinji did not panic and instead began looking for a towel.
However, before he could wrap himself in one, the bathroom door was violently yanked open!
Hiss—!
Shinji fell silent as he looked at the tense, panting Bazett and Rider, who had materialized inside the bathroom.
Especially Rider's gaze, which swept over his entire body before lingering on his lower half for a second, as though saying—We meet again.
This had to start half an hour earlier—
On an empty street in Shinto, a ponytailed young