Please Play Fate/GO With Me

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"Seriously?" Shirou blinked in surprise. Because he often relied on Merlin for combat summons, he'd recently become naturally adept at striking up conversations with girls both inside and outside his class, and they'd naturally become familiar with him. His FGO friend list was almost full, and it seemed like, besides Saika and his online gaming friends, everyone else was a girl...

He imagined Merlin's fate and felt a chill.

Just as Shirou was about to call out to his sister to ask for clarification, the summoning, being rather special this time, had concluded, and he was automatically returned. Before the young man could speak, he dissolved into light and returned to the Kyudo Club where he belonged.

It was morning, and only Mash was in the Kyudo Club.

"Welcome back, Shirou-senpai," Mash greeted him with a smile.

"I'm back, Mash," Shirou said to Mash and Little Da. "We need to act quickly this time. We absolutely have to find that corrupted Heroic Spirit!"

Though he didn't show it, he was truly angry this time. If that Heroic Spirit, Perseus, had targeted him alone, then fine, let him come. But now, not only was he manipulating monsters to attack this world, but he had also gone after his family. Even a slightly honorable ruffian wouldn't do such a thing.

He truly was no longer a Heroic Spirit, but a monster consumed by hatred. He would be the one to cut him down! He now possessed the combat power to face that Heroic Spirit.

Previously, Little Da had unilaterally operated the system, allowing Shirou to possess Merlin and be transported to Chaldea in a spiritual form.

The environment here was the same as the scene he had detected with his Mystic Eyes, filled with all sorts of high-tech machinery.

Da Vinci, along with a group of Chaldea staff members, welcomed Shirou. Both the staff and the other Heroic Spirits were exceptionally enthusiastic about his arrival.

For such a large institution as Chaldea, the number of staff and Heroic Spirits he saw was surprisingly small. He didn't see Saber here, only a few familiar faces. Rather, he, who had turned black-haired, was the biggest change.

However, due to the different summoning medium, perhaps these Heroic Spirits wouldn't recognize him.

At this moment, a tall woman with long, purple-pink hair standing opposite him nodded slightly in his direction.

"He really looks a lot like Emiya," Staff B commented on Shirou.

"I've heard much about you, young man from another world. You have great talent. Would you like to help out in the kitchen here today?" Red Saber walked up and enthusiastically shook his hand. Many staff members and Heroic Spirits behind her looked on with anticipation.

While there were indeed many Heroic Spirits skilled in cooking, it was only in their absence that one truly appreciated the comfort they provided. Domesticity EX, who quietly managed all aspects of food, lodging, and daily life, was truly the most indispensable existence in Chaldea!

"Haa..." Shirou looked speechlessly at the plump figure. So this was their intention behind being so enthusiastic.

He felt like he wouldn't have to worry about finding a job after graduation. If he didn't want to become a Kyudo master or apprentice in a weapon shop to learn forging, he could also consider becoming a chef here.

Chapter 48: How to Use the Holy Grail

It wasn't just that the cafeteria could no longer offer a daily rotation of delicious Chinese, Japanese, and Western cuisine.

After Emiya disappeared, everyone at Chaldea, humans and Heroic Spirits alike, clearly felt the difference in their lives. When they woke up in the middle of the night unable to sleep and felt hungry, there was no longer a handsome man to make them a late-night snack.

The glass mirrors were no longer sparkling. Dust had accumulated on the bookshelves and tabletops. The trash left on the floor in the morning didn't disappear after they returned from a day's work. The clothes thrown on the bed and sofa had lost their automatic washing, drying, and folding functions.

Some people even approached Da Vinci to ask if the toilet paper and hand soap in the restrooms had run out a week ago and hadn't been replaced, wondering if the automatic cleaning familiars had broken.

'There were never any convenient things like that in the first place!' Da Vinci had roared at the time.

Unbeknownst to them, the entire Chaldea staff had been turned into useless dependents by one man.

The staff members, who initially thought, 'It's fine if we can't contact the outside world; as long as everyone at Chaldea is happy, it's good,' now often found themselves reminiscing about their relatives back home and the taste of their mothers' cooking.

So when everyone heard that a young man, similar to Emiya in every way, was coming to Chaldea, almost everyone, except for a few specific Heroic Spirits, rushed over. They gazed at the young man with eager eyes, hoping to taste a meal cooked by him. Of course, it would be even better if he never left.

"Alright, alright, cooking and such can be discussed after the main business is done. If any Servant skilled in 'Item Creation' is willing to help, please come over. Shirou, follow me," Da Vinci said, clapping her hands. She then led the young man to her workshop.

"While we can't make you possess and summon Emiya, let's discuss creating a custom combat Spiritron Dress for you now," Da Vinci said.

"Huh? Can Heroic Spirits be created?" Shirou asked in surprise.

"Well, under normal circumstances, no. But there have been cases like this. If you just want a Spiritron Dress that can freely unleash an Inherent Domain, it's possible to create one. Use this!" As Da Vinci spoke, she reached below her collarbone, above her abdomen, where a vortex appeared. From it, she pulled out a golden cup.

This was a Holy Grail she had secretly kept sealed, but when it needed to be used, she wouldn't hesitate.

"Wait! Didn't you say before that you used the Holy Grails to connect to the passages of other worlds?" Shirou interrupted.

Da Vinci rolled her eyes, then smiled and said, "...Ahaha, think about it. There are over ten Holy Grails, so I felt the energy supply was sufficient. I kept one as a backup for unforeseen circumstances. Geniuses always prepare for future variables. And now, it's come in handy."

"...Is that really true?" Shirou looked at Da Vinci, not entirely convinced. Could it be that she wanted to keep it for her personal use?

"Persistent boys aren't popular, you know," Da Vinci said with a smile.

"But is it really okay to use this omnipotent wish-granting machine just to make me stronger?" Shirou said with some hesitation. Obtaining the Holy Grail so easily made him feel unreal.

"It's fine, it's fine. You can just return one later. Anyway, there are over ten of them. It doesn't matter if you use it or other Servants use it; there's no better use for it," Da Vinci said dismissively.

"Thank you," Shirou said, accepting the Holy Grail with reverence.

"Don't be so cautious. In the end, this isn't like the legendary item where collecting seven of them can grant any wish. It's just a massive magic crystal. How to use it specifically depends on you finding a suitable method," Da Vinci said.

Shirou nodded thoughtfully and said, "So, even if Mash wished upon the Holy Grail to become an Emperor of Luck with a fully ascended Servant, the Holy Grail would only charge her with unlimited Saint Quartz, letting her draw for half a year to fulfill her wish, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly right! A guaranteed Servant on a ten-roll is impossible. It's not money that creates a connection between a Servant and a Master, but fate," Da Vinci said, looking at Shirou with satisfaction and nodding repeatedly.

"Precisely! It's a giant battery! But if it were me, I could even sever a piece of land from the timeline! Young man, what you need is knowledge! And direct current is justice!" roared a tall, imposing man with a lion's head.

"No! What's important is determining the method of executing the wish and having unwavering faith! Young man, as long as your faith is strong enough, even dead saints can be summoned. Come! I will now explain the membership requirements for the Jeanne d'Arc Fan Club, and then let us work together to summon all the Jeannes back!" said a gloomy man with bulging eyes, grinning sinisterly.

"Huh? Jeanne? You mean Saint Jeanne d'Arc?" Shirou asked, confused. He felt that this man had the demeanor of a fanatic. (Monthly fee group 694936135)

"Jeanne is Jeanne! Pure Jeanne! Holy Jeanne! Jeanne who burned France to ashes! The banner girl in white uniform, the dragon woman in black attire, and the loli form in a Christmas outfit. If you join now, you'll not only receive a complete set of magazines documenting Jeanne's daily life but also a special bonus photo of the super rare JK Uniform Jeanne d'Arc!"

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The man with bulging eyes flipped open a magazine, showing Shirou Jeanne in various poses, then took out a photo of a young maiden to entice him.

"Huh? Aren't your words contradictory?" Shirou silently took two steps back, putting distance between himself and the man. He felt like just listening to him was mentally polluting him. In that brief moment, he had actually had a dangerous thought: 'Black Jeanne is super awesome! Trading a Holy Grail for one seems pretty good.'

"Gilles de Rais! Don't try to corrupt the new kid, I think you'll be fine just training the way you want and getting stronger. Training ultimately comes down to you, and the Holy Grail is just an accelerator for that process." A man with deep blue hair, wearing a blue tight-fitting outfit and holding an oak staff, walked over and said.

Shirou looked at the newcomer in surprise and asked, "Cú Chulainn? Aren't you supposed to be a Lancer?"

Caster Cú Chulainn replied, "Have we met somewhere before? Although I do admit the spear feels more natural, I'm a Druid right now."

"No, I think you're much easier to get along with like this," Shirou said.

"Is that so? Hahaha, well, let's start by hearing your thoughts, kid," Cú Chulainn said with a smile.

Shirou nodded and began to describe the fighting style he desired.

"I actually want to materialize my Inner World again and fight using my Inherent Domain." In his past life, his Origin was the sword, and his affinity also coincidentally became the sword, which is how he formed the Inherent Domain called 'Unlimited Blade Works.'

However, after being reborn into a world without any Mystery, his new body naturally lacked the 'sword' affinity.

Chapter 49: A Brand New Combat Style

"Inherent Domain? You said Inherent Domain! Do you also possess an Inherent Domain like that great person! That great person, with enough magic, could summon the entire land of Egypt..." a dark-skinned girl exclaimed in surprise.

"No, my ability isn't that exaggerated," Shirou said with a smile. He turned to look at the girl and noticed she had beautiful blue and gold intertwined long hair, which, despite being unusual, surprisingly suited her. She was adorned with gold accessories and stood gracefully.

"Insolent wretch! You are not allowed to interrupt when I am speaking! Mortal, do you understand you are speaking to the great Pharaoh Nitocris? Lower your head! Be more respectful!" The girl struck the ground with her golden staff, shouting in a feigned fierce manner.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Although this Heroic Spirit looked more like a sulking girl next door and wasn't scary at all, Shirou still chose to apologize sincerely.

"Hmph, it's good that you know your mistake. Since you are a guest, I shall grant you the privilege of gazing upon the great Pharaoh's visage. You may raise your head to speak." Nitocris, satisfied with her imposing demeanor, softened her gaze towards the boy and continued, "Then, let me tell you about the glorious deeds of the Pharaoh of Pharaohs, Ozymandias!"

Just as Nitocris was about to launch into a lengthy tale, Da Vinci stepped forward and interrupted her.

"Alright, alright, we can talk about ancient history later. Let's all discuss our ideas for modifications first."