The Yakuza and the Mafia / The Komachi Rampage Incident ...

Compared to the well-proportioned Jeanne d'Arc, the petite Artoria seemed quite conflicted about these beautiful but ill-fitting swimsuits.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it; ever since she drew the holy sword, her body had been fixed at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

"There's no need to overthink it. Artoria is beautiful enough as she is now," Shirou said.

Da Vinci, on the Chaldea side, covered his mouth and chuckled, giving her a knowing look, and said, "That's right, if you make good use of the Holy Grail, even Servant's body can grow stronger."

'Growth?' Shirou's mind flashed back to the FGO records, to the Black Lion King Alter, who rode a black horse and wore black armor that looked as revealing as a swimsuit, making hearts race. Could Artoria grow to that level someday?!

However, Shirou felt that this was too disrespectful to Artoria in her current state, so he shook his head repeatedly to clear his mind of these thoughts.

"Hoo hoo hoo, huh? Someone's coming, so I'll head out now." Da Vinci covered his mouth and chuckled, cutting off the illusion Projection.

"Oh my, isn't this Shirou- kun? It's been half a month, and you seem to have grown taller. You're becoming more and more like a good man." A flirtatious and charming female voice came from behind.

The newcomer walked straight up, reached out and grabbed the boy's arm, preventing Shirou from dodging, and then leaned his entire body weight on the boy.

"Since you're in Shinjuku, why don't you come and sit in my shop?" The speaker was a woman with a stunning figure who was walking down the street and happened to pass by when she unexpectedly encountered the young man who piqued her interest.

This woman was the shop manager from the store where Shirou had his suits custom-made; he never expected to run into her here.

At this moment, the woman was wearing a stylish pink coat wrapped in white fox fur, with crystal earrings on both sides, and her alluring makeup made her look charming and captivating with every glance and smile.

"Hello, I'm here with my family to buy casual clothes. If we need formal wear, we'll definitely come back to your store again." Shirou subtly broke free from the arms that were holding him, and looked at the store manager, feeling that she was somewhat different from before.

The shop manager wasn't angry at all; his possessive desire remained undiminished, and he seemed even more interested in the boy.

"Which of the girls inside is your sister? And what about the other girls...?" The sexy female shopkeeper looked at the girls inside the glass door, smiling seductively as she traced circles on Shirou's chest with her finger.

"My brother's been harassed by some strange person!" Komachi, who had been trying to find a way to stop the two, suddenly pointed to the door and shouted at Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc.

The girls inside stopped playing around and their eyes met those of the female shop manager.

"Oh dear, that murderous gaze is terrifying." The female shopkeeper smiled at the girls inside, then looked at Shirou and said, "Is that so? I see... Shirou, you're quite popular, aren't you?"

"What a pity! These girls are all very good. I would love to invite them to be models. I really wish you could introduce them to me."

"But I have an important date right now, so let's talk properly next time we meet~" The female shopkeeper looked reluctant to part, first hugging the boy tighter, then releasing her grip on him and reaching up to stroke his face.

"If they're interested in part-time work, I'll introduce them," Shirou said casually, taking two steps back to avoid the other person's hand.

"Goodbye then, I look forward to seeing you again." The female shop manager smiled nonchalantly, waved to the girls inside the glass door, and wiggled her hips as she left.

Chapter 250 Yakuza and the Mafia

"Ah! They're gone! Who was it?" Komachi muttered suspiciously, looking outside. "Could my brother have been harassed by a bad woman?"

"..." Mashiro, who had been silently recording everything, used her tablet to take pictures of what had happened.

For some reason, Shirou, who was clearly wary of the female shop owner, looked more like a boy taking the initiative to snuggle up to the mature woman in the photo, embracing her affectionately.

Mashiro nodded expressionlessly, then clutched her chest. 'This can also be used in the manga, but for some reason, it feels a little uncomfortable here?'

"Mashiro, did you take a picture? I've never seen this person before. My brother has never mentioned anyone like this before! What do we do now?" Komachi leaned over the tablet and asked her two older sisters.

"Pack up the clothes we've already picked out, and pay the bill. We need to go find Shirou; there are some things we need to clarify." Artoria looked at the photo, feeling a lingering unease about the woman, and said in a low voice.

"Yes, humph! Let's do it this way!" Jeanne d'Arc also indicated that she had no objection.

After that, the shop assistants respectfully and quickly packed the clothes for the girls and handed them to them.

"Thank you for your patronage! Welcome back!" The shop assistants all came to the door, bowed respectfully, and smiled as they saw the girls off.

The automatic glass doors opened to the left and right, and girls carrying clothes they had bought came out.

The shop assistant inside kept her head bowed for a long time, seeing the girl and the others off. Only after the door closed again did she finally let out a long breath and collapse to the ground as if she had survived a disaster.

Her back was already soaked with cold sweat, and the white stripes on her business suit were showing through.

"Great, they're finally gone. It wouldn't have been surprising if they'd torn this shop down..."

The shop assistants around him all wore the same wry smile.

"Speaking of which, who are those girls...? They're all cute, but apart from the local girl and the girl who looks like a little animal, the other two girls who started arguing were really intimidating."

"Could that child actually be the daughter of a yakuza boss?" The shop assistant used her imagination to the fullest, imagining Komachi, with her short black hair, mischievous and lively personality, and cute little tiger teeth when she smiled, as a junior yakuza boss with tiger and rose tattoos. She usually wore a black kimono and was accompanied by fierce-looking henchmen.

"So, what about other rich girls from foreign mafia gangs coming to Shinjuku?" The other shop assistants nodded repeatedly, feeling that the more they talked about it, the more likely it seemed. In their imaginations, Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc were wielding spiked clubs and chained hammers.

"So that boy who was standing outside earlier was actually a bodyguard?" the shop assistant asked.

The woman next to him, with an air of knowing what she was doing, denied it, saying, "No, no, it's a gigolo, isn't it? I just saw that famous female designer who owns a dress shop over there on the other side of the street hitting on him."

"Ah! That female shop manager who supposedly changes boyfriends every week, and is extremely picky, only dating super handsome or talented men, and has already slept with a thousand men! That's definitely it!"

"Hey, he's totally my type! In a few years, he'll definitely be super handsome when he grows up! If you knew which store it is, could I go check it out?" a woman said, seemingly quite unwilling to give up.

"Don't even think about it, you'll get killed." The shop assistant patted her colleague on the shoulder earnestly.

At this moment, the group of boys and girls were walking towards Shinjuku Station.

"Speaking of which! Shirou? Who was that suspicious woman who was talking to you outside just now?" Jeanne d'Arc asked, looking quite annoyed.

"That's the owner of a dress shop I know. I bought the dress from her when I went abroad before," Shirou said.

"Even so! Brother, when you go out with girls, don't just chat with other women!" Komachi also came up, standing on tiptoe, craning her neck, looking directly into Shirou's eyes, face to face, and sternly admonished him.

Shirou said doubtfully, "Huh? I already said she's just the manager of the dress shop. I received some help from her before. She's a famous designer, and she even designed my dress and suit. I should definitely say hello when I see her."

Komachi sighed helplessly and said, "Oh well... he's my older brother after all, so there's nothing to worry about... Hmm? Huh?"

"Wait a minute..." Komachi blinked in confusion.

"The designer at the dress shop?!" A bolt of lightning struck Komachi's heart. Komachi held her head in her hands, thinking, "Doesn't that mean she's thoroughly examined my brother's body and knows his measurements! Komachi thought no one in the world knew my brother's body better than Komachi!"

"Shirou, that woman doesn't seem like a good person. I suggest you stay away from her." Artoria frowned as she watched the direction the female shopkeeper had left, a bad feeling lingering in her mind.

"Yes, thank you, Artoria. I'll be careful," Shirou replied earnestly.

"Hmm? She really is a bad woman!" Komachi clenched her fist and tapped her palm, exclaiming in surprise.

"She might not be a bad woman, but the aura around her is strange. It subtly carries a kind of magical energy similar to possession or summoning, but it's not very stable, and her magical power is also very weak," Shirou said.

At this moment, Da Vinci, who had previously lost communication, reconnected and was examining and analyzing the data collected by the computer within the 3D image.

Da Vinci said, "Hmm, as expected, Shirou, you sensed it. I secretly checked it out. With the magical power that lady had just possessed, even the lowest-ranking Servant couldn't maintain it."

"Oh, could it be that this is the type of person you like, Da Vinci? Your taste is really strange!" Jeanne d'Arc grinned as she looked at the 3D Projection screen.

"Hmm? Was Da Vinci the type to like the same sex?" Komachi asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, if I had to say, I don't dislike them. Komachi isn't wrong. I'm actually open to anyone who is beautiful, regardless of gender," Da Vinci said with a smile.

"Haha, as expected of Shinjuku, so trendy~!" Komachi said with a bright laugh, not caring at all.

Chapter 251 Komachi Rampage Incident

This is Shinjuku Ward, the most open place in Japanese history. Even before the establishment of the Tokugawa Shogunate, its red-light district was already famous, with streetwalkers, brothels, and prostitutes selling their bodies.

Is it a brothel prostitute hiding in alleyways or haystacks to do her business, or a low-class prostitute in a brothel where a dozen or so men lie on a long kang (heated brick bed)?

And so it continued into the modern era. For hundreds of years, people from all over the world, whether they were Portugal and Spain Warring States period, Netherlands during the Edo period, members of the Eight-Nation Alliance during the old imperial era, or bald men who studied in Japan, have all come here.

Besides the compensated dating that earns pocket money, Shinjuku, as a world cultural frontier, is constantly developing new projects. Since King Billy abdicated, the telephone-based yuri service industry has gradually become prosperous.

The new crossdressing service industry seems to be on the rise because it appeals to both men and women.

Of course, this applies to countries with legal operations and comprehensive safety measures. As long as you learn to say "how-much?", you can receive the most sincere embrace, a sense of liberation and comfort from the depths of your heart.

If you were someone from this street, you could probably understand.

Komachi, being quite young, didn't quite understand. At least, the information she received through Google told her that Kirino- chan and Kurogiri-chan, both netizens, expressed that sibling love is perfectly fine!

"Being with such amazing people, Komachi... it seems like Komachi has taken another big step closer to the forbidden world. What should I do? No! Komachi is a good girl! This won't do!" Komachi clenched her fists with fighting spirit, a raging fire burning within her.

"Stop! Stop! I don't know what you're thinking, but! Komachi, you've already started off on the wrong foot. Let's leave this topic here." Shirou said to his younger sister, covering his face. He figured explaining would only make things worse, so he decided to just brush it off.

Interrupted, Komachi puffed out her cheeks angrily and asked, "Eh? Why? What's wrong with girls liking girls! In this day and age, even girls want to help the handsome seme in BL to pin the cute uke to the ground and make him pregnant!"

My brother's old-fashioned thinking, like that of an old man, will make him completely out of place in society if he doesn't keep up with the times! What a spineless fellow!

Komachi looked at her older brother, sulking and puffing up her cheeks.

"Huh... why are you taking my words so literally?" Shirou asked, puzzled.

"Komachi, Da Vinci was that famous painter," Mashiro explained calmly.

"Huh? Of course Komachi knows Da Vinci was a famous painter! A pivotal figure in the Renaissance. Speaking of which, when Komachi first encountered this game, she thought the shopkeeper was not only annoying and noisy, but also had a ridiculously far-fetched character design. It turns out he's actually true." Komachi chuckled and scratched her head.

"No... Da Vinci's original appearance was exactly what you knew," Shirou said, covering his face.

Komachi froze for a moment, then exclaimed, "Eh!!! That old man with the long, curly white beard!!!"

Da Vinci didn't deny it, and smiled mysteriously, "Hmm, as a Magecraft, I can certainly change bodies a few times. I've appeared in different identities in my life, and it's all me no matter which one. Of course, in my eyes, the most beautiful woman in the world is still this body."

Because of the extremely long period of time, there is no solid evidence whatsoever, and even the gender remains a mystery.

There are many legends surrounding this giant of the Renaissance. He is said to be an exceptionally handsome man, and the famous Statue of David is said to have been modeled after him. His surviving self-portraits may also be his vision of his old age.

It is said that some angel statues were modeled after him, leading some to believe that his true identity is that of an angel of art.

Because he was a scientist famous for dissecting corpses in history, he was also regarded by some people at the time as the embodiment of evil.

"Ahahaha... I see." Komachi chuckled dryly, covering her head. Her eyes were now swollen and swollen. It turned out that the Da Vinci she considered her companion was not her, but him; not the pure lily, but Lucifer's prank.

No, if you think about it from another perspective, if you can change bodies for someone you like, then as long as there is love, there really are no obstacles.

"Komachi? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Shirou asked, looking at his younger sister with concern.

"Hehehe, brother, don't worry about me for now..." Komachi squatted down, somewhat confused.

"Huh? It's fine no matter what, right? Da Vinci is Da Vinci, after all," Jeanne d'Arc said impatiently.

Da Vinci held up a finger and said, "No, appearance is still very important. For example, if Shirou were no longer young, your thoughts would be very different, wouldn't they?"

"Hmm... Shirou, no longer young?" Artoria fell silent, an image of herself and a middle-aged Shirou leisurely sitting under the eaves, gazing at the sky, eating simple snacks and drinking tea, flashing through her mind. 'That doesn't seem so bad.'

"Hmph..." Jeanne d'Arc's mind conjured up a similar image: at the Higashiya family, she was responsible for taking care of the white-haired Shirou, scolding him for his old age and his reckless behavior, while also doing laundry and cooking. She thought to herself, 'Should I learn how to do housework now?'

"Yes, Ms. Komachi, please demonstrate how to answer."

However, Komachi, without even blinking, immediately said, "Komachi, you'll grow old together with your brother!"

'What an excellent answer! What a terrifying child! Although I don't want to take the blame, if Komachi weren't Shirou's younger sister, I might have already lost!'

"Fortunately, this child is destined to be my sister..."

Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc looked at Komachi with changing expressions.

"?" Mashiro, who was standing to the side, seemed to have a sudden realization. She seemed to have a new idea. She suggested to the editor that she could add another draft of the manga, and name it 'My Brother Can't Be That Scary!'

The story revolves around the penguin family, including the gentle and caring younger sister, Shirouko, who is strangely slow to notice her family; and the mischievous older brother, Machirou, who is obsessed with his sister and takes her care for granted, loving her more than anyone else.

Mashiro looked at the boy who had given her endless inspiration, and said very solemnly, as if making a vow, "When I grow up, I will also draw manga featuring Shirou as the protagonist."

"I'm glad you're all concerned, but why are all these future scenarios based on the premise that only I will grow old?" Shirou complained helplessly.

Chapter 252 Shinjuku's Chaotic Dance

"Let's stop joking around. In fact, I have some idea what happened with that lady," Da Vinci said seriously from Chaldea side.

"As I mentioned before, the intervention of the black mud Heroic Spirit altered the nature of this world's self-preservation mechanisms, increasing the compatibility between people Servant. Humans, who initially couldn't be summoned through possession, now have that possibility."

"Yes, I feel much more at ease knowing that Yukinoshita, Yuihama, and Asuna can achieve 100% possession summoning. Shirou guess that's why Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc were able to come to this world so smoothly," Yukino nodded and said.

Da Vinci looked at the boy and nodded in satisfaction, smiling as he praised, "As expected of Shirou, so reliable! That's exactly it! It seems quite a few people have exploited loopholes in the world, obtaining the power of Servant not through the FGO system, but through other means."

"It was when we were attacked by Noble Phantasm at Mount Lu in China, right?" Shirou asked, as if he had just remembered something.

"Hmm! That lady from before likely established some kind of connection with Servant using the Holy Grail or other methods. However, because it wasn't as stable as our FGO system, which consists of more than ten Holy Grails, the aura she emitted was so faint."

"Huh? Can humans really do something like that?" Jeanne d'Arc asked curiously.

"Yes, Komachi doesn't understand Magecraft at all. Although Soji's footwork is very fast, Shuten-doji can use some strange spells, Komachi can't understand them at all," Komachi said, holding her head.

"But you see, humans, no matter how incredible or futuristic something may seem, once they know it's possible to 'achieve,' their learning and exploratory abilities are incredibly strong," Da Vinci said, raising a finger.

"Developing a weapon like a mushroom bomb is very difficult. It starts from scratch and is very hard to achieve. But once one country makes it, more and more countries will follow suit."

Even when researchers are struggling to calculate data using an abacus, and many have collapsed due to the lack of qualified protective suits, they can still manufacture them, no matter how harsh the environment.

Once they've decided to do something, almost nothing can stop them.