Please Play Fatego With Me

"Eh... I don't think so. I'd rather sit with my classmates," Shirou said, looking for a seat.

At that moment, the members of the Kyudo Club lowered their heads and quickly took their seats, occupying all the surrounding spots until they were full. Then, in unison, they put on their headphones and started playing FGO.

"Come over here!" Shizuka Hiratsuka beckoned to the boy with a smile.

Chapter 58: Shizuka Hiratsuka is a Scammer

"Get over here!" Shizuka Hiratsuka walked up directly, clamped Shirou's neck with both arms, and dragged him inside. With the deterrence of this Iron Fist Teacher, could she really do whatever she wanted in this car?

"Someone, please stop her!" Shirou, being dragged, cast a pleading glance around.

The club president, Nasu, turned his head away.

Wait, President! Didn't you say something earlier?

In the setting sun, the tall, thin man had said with a sincere and passionate expression:

'Shirou, from now on, we are teammates. Let's work together, advance and retreat together through any difficulties!'

Vice President Hirakawa, why are you burying your head under the seat?

The short, stout man raised his arm, puffed out his proud muscles, and said heartily:

'Shirou, you are our ace, just charge forward. We will definitely keep up with you. Wherever your arrow points, we will follow in the same direction!'

The surrounding Kyudo Club members silently lowered their heads, as if they saw nothing. Shirou could only be dragged to the very back seat by the monster teacher with glowing red eyes.

Only when facing danger does one realize the preciousness of reliable companions. If Mash were here now, she definitely wouldn't pretend not to see and stay out of it like these people.

Even after being pulled to the back seat and still held in a cross-body hold, Shirou asked helplessly, "Teacher, what exactly do you want?"

"Can you guarantee that the modern archery competition will go smoothly?" Shizuka Hiratsuka whispered into Shirou's ear.

"Why? You're talking about this now." Shirou felt his ears tickle from the warm breath exhaling from the woman's mouth, and something touched his back too. This oblivious, hooligan teacher!

"I accidentally bragged to the head of the school, saying that the Kyudo Club will definitely achieve great results this time, and you will definitely win multiple championships," Shizuka Hiratsuka said in a low voice.

"Multiple? I only registered for the traditional archery competition. I'm only participating in one individual event and one team event. The recurve bow competition is just 36 arrows at 30 meters and 36 arrows at 50 meters!" Shirou said.

"It's okay, I've already contacted the organizers and signed you up for the 72-arrow recurve bow at 70 meters, and a compound bow unlimited friendly match!" Shizuka Hiratsuka said with a smile.

"Teacher, recurve bow is one thing, but I don't even have a compound bow?" Shirou said. A bow that uses pulleys to make it easier for the shooter, increasing arrow speed, control, and accuracy. Besides competitive shooters, hunters who have the opportunity to hunt, and those who do dirty work rarely use such things, and ordinary high school students don't come into contact with them at all.

"Ah... I forgot. Eheh~!" Shizuka Hiratsuka paused, then lightly tapped her forehead with her fist, and stuck out her tongue, pretending to be cute.

Eheh? While it's indeed cute, this isn't something that can be solved with an "eheh."

"It's okay, we'll go buy one as soon as we get to Tokyo! Hahaha." Shizuka Hiratsuka hooked her arm around Shirou's neck and laughed heartily.

After that, when Shizuka Hiratsuka and Shirou walked out of the archery specialty store, it was already almost 10 PM. Finding a suitable compound bow was unexpectedly difficult. Even in Tokyo, there weren't many stores that sold compound bows. After visiting several places, they finally found a suitable one in an old street in Shibuya.

The modern compound bow exuded the texture of a steel beast. The bow body was red and black, with two limbs connected to the inner side of the pulley system. The outermost part was the black bowstring. This bow was more effortless, more stable, and equipped with sights, stabilizers, and other accessories. It was rough and direct.

"I've already paid for the best bow for you, but Shirou, can you win? You can win, right! You absolutely have to win!" Shizuka Hiratsuka grabbed Shirou's shoulders with both hands, her expression serious.

"Haa, I'll do my best." Shirou, carrying the bow case, could only agree when stared at with such an intense gaze.

"If you lose, I won't be able to get reimbursed by the school! Wuwu." Shizuka Hiratsuka said with a crying face.

Shirou helplessly covered his face. Someone, please marry this woman and take her away. Don't leave her here to harm students.

"Shirou, please! My happiness next month depends on you! If I don't get reimbursed, I won't be able to spend money next month! I already regret it... I just wanted to prove my worth in my career. Because all my friends are married, or they're successful career women, uwahahaha..." Shizuka Hiratsuka leaned her head on the boy's shoulder and started crying.

My heart aches, it aches immensely. I feel like C-class Saber is about to leave me like this. It feels like my heart is about to be torn apart.

"...The first half of that makes me want to complain, but hearing the second half, I do feel a bit sorry for her."

Then don't sign me up without my permission in the first place. And you haven't graduated from university that long ago, don't actually start crying. Also... be mindful of appearances, okay? The Tokyo people around are already looking. Fortunately, I'm not wearing my school uniform now, otherwise, they'd report you as a pervert.

"Uwahaha... No boyfriend, no career, only me left..." Shizuka Hiratsuka hugged the boy's shoulders and cried uncontrollably.

"I know, I know. Don't say the painful things twice. In short, if you win, it'll be fine, right? Stop crying," Shirou said helplessly.

"Mhm, thank you." Shizuka Hiratsuka wiped away her tears and looked up.

"Pfft..." Shirou saw her face and suppressed a laugh, asking, "Teacher, did you put on makeup today?"

"Hm? I put on a little light makeup? What's wrong?" Shizuka Hiratsuka asked, confused. I'm coming to Tokyo, maybe I'll meet someone nice. Of course, I have to dress up a bit. I can't just show up with a bare face and a lab coat like usual at school.

"..." Shirou took out his phone, opened the selfie function, and aimed it at Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"Uwah!" Little Da, who was hiding in the phone thinking about whether it could peek at something inappropriate, was startled and flew back to Chaldea.

At this moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka's makeup was completely ruined, and her eyes were swollen from crying. She couldn't even be described as a messy cat anymore; she looked so comical that she couldn't face anyone.

She could only lower her head and lean on Shirou's shoulder, being escorted to a nearby restroom.

"Tsk..." Men and women coming out of the restroom saw the couple showing affection at the entrance and showed surprised expressions. An old man shook his head and walked away. Young people nowadays have so many ways to show affection. They don't just show height, but also taste? What unique taste...

Even people who wanted to use the restroom saw the situation and turned away unhappily. Where else could they show affection but right at the restroom entrance!

"No one's here, hurry inside!" Shirou patted the shoulder of the person in his arms to remind her.

"Watch if anyone comes!" Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly rushed into the restroom to wash her face clean.

Shirou stood outside the restroom, holding the bow case. Although it was late at night, this bustling international metropolis was still full of traffic. He was just a little confused, what was he even here for today?

After a while, Shizuka Hiratsuka came out with a dejected expression. Her face was finally clean, but her eyes were still red and swollen.

"Thank you, Shirou... I can't possibly go back to the hotel like this tonight."

If she went back looking obviously like she'd been crying, who knew what people would say had happened.

A man and a woman go out shopping in the afternoon and don't return until late at night, the woman's eyes are red and swollen, the man is awkward, and worst of all, they have a teacher-student relationship.

"Then what should we do? Teacher, why don't you find a hotel to stay at?" Shirou said.

"It's fine, I happen to have an apartment nearby, I'll stay there tonight," Shizuka Hiratsuka said dejectedly.

"I understand, then I'll go back to the hotel by myself," Shirou nodded.

"How can that be! As a teacher, how can I let a student wander around alone late at night? You're coming with me!" Shizuka Hiratsuka said, grabbing the young man and walking out, finally arriving at a high-end apartment building in a residential area of Shibuya.

Chapter 59: Shizuka's Lovely Morning

"Mmm..." A soft moan came from the dark room.

On the snow-white bed, under the snow-white canopy, a beautiful figure was curled up, tossing and turning, revealing fair, slender arms, her feet tangled together under the covers.

The woman was having a sweet dream, a small dream from the bottom of her heart, that one day, a gentle, considerate, and wealthy ideal man would come and marry her.

When the moon was high, they would hold each other tightly, their hearts intertwined, making the distance negative...

When morning came, he would wake up half an hour before her and make a loving breakfast in the kitchen. When she woke up, she would happily gaze at his back, waiting for him to pour her a glass of milk.

During the day, he would work hard for her. When he got off work, she would return home before him. When she heard his footsteps, she would run to the entrance to greet him.

To say to him, "Welcome home, Master. Do you want to eat first, or shower first, or perhaps... eat first..."

Eek! How embarrassing! The woman excitedly waved her fists, punching her husband out the door.

Before she could chase after him.

"Waaah!" Shizuka Hiratsuka felt her world suddenly spin, and when she opened her eyes, she was startled awake to find herself about to fall off the bed, her head hanging off the side, while her body was still on the edge of the bed.

Her phone's alarm was ringing. Whether it was because she hadn't woken up yet, or because she had just woken up groggily, everything in front of her seemed to be covered in the same warm, white veil as in her dream.

After staying in the position of almost falling out of bed for more than ten seconds, Shizuka Hiratsuka's brain finally caught up, and she remembered what had happened last night.

Last night, she had casually made up an excuse to a usually lazy team leader teacher, explaining that she wouldn't be returning and that she had already sent Shirou back to the hotel.

Shirou, in turn, had contacted the captain and vice-captain of the Kyudo Club in the same hotel room, asking them to cover for him if anyone came to check the rooms.

So, the accompanying teacher at the hotel, unaware that Shirou hadn't returned to the hotel last night, accepted her leave request.

And the students, thinking that Teacher Hiratsuka had returned to the hotel, provided Shirou with cover.

The plan proceeded smoothly. All they had to do was return to the hotel before the students woke up the next day.

After that, Shizuka Hiratsuka arranged for Shirou to stay in a guest room, then she took a shower and went back to her own room to sleep. She was exhausted from looking for a recurve bow specialty store all afternoon and evening, crying, and making a fool of herself.

"I can't sleep anymore! I have to wake Shirou up. We need to get back to the hotel before wake-up time and meet up with the other participating students." With that thought, Shizuka Hiratsuka finally sobered up, got out of bed, and as she stepped out of her room, she heard a noise from the kitchen and looked over.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was stunned. In the kitchen, there was a back that resembled the man in her dream, making breakfast. Her heart involuntarily began to pound.

Shizuka Hiratsuka pinched her cheek; it hurt. She rubbed her eyes hard. What was this scene, which only appeared in dreams, doing here?

The warm veil in her eyes dissipated, and upon closer inspection, she realized that the person busy in the kitchen was none other than her student! But that back was indeed so similar!

"Good morning, Teacher. I saw there were still ingredients in the fridge, so I used them. Please sit down for a while, breakfast will be ready soon." Shirou said without turning around when he heard the noise.

Although there were only eggs, ham, and unopened milk, it was enough for breakfast.

"Good morning. We could have just gone to eat breakfast over there, you didn't have to get up so early," Shizuka Hiratsuka said, stretching her arms and pretending to be calm. The racing heart just now must have been from exercise!

"No, it's better to eat something when driving. I'm used to it at home anyway," Shirou said as he flipped the fried egg.

"Heh... You often cook at home? That's surprising. I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to make breakfast for me!" Shizuka Hiratsuka said, her gaze wandering as she sat down. She found a cigarette on the table, put it in her mouth, and tried to light it, but her hand was shaking, and she couldn't get it lit after several attempts.

"No, it's quite normal to help cook at a friend's house. Even though it's your house this time," Shirou said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Is that so?" Shizuka Hiratsuka asked doubtfully, pulling out a chair and sitting down. Although she was popular in college, she focused solely on her studies and rejected all confessions. Looking back, she had no romantic experience, so she didn't know.

Well... she had plenty of experience failing at blind dates now.

"Yes, so don't worry about it. Please enjoy," Shirou said, serving a plate with ham and two fried eggs in front of the woman. Seeing Shizuka Hiratsuka looking a bit dazed, he poured her a glass of milk out of concern.

"Thank you..." Shizuka Hiratsuka said, her face slightly flushed as she took the milk.

Shizuka Hiratsuka shook her head vigorously, trying to shake the man from her dream out of her mind. Otherwise, he would always overlap with the young man in front of her. Get it together, Shizuka! Even if he's this gentle and considerate! He's your student! You're a people's teacher with noble ideals!

Unbeknownst to anyone, from that day on, Shizuka Hiratsuka's standards for an ideal man subtly increased severalfold. At the very least, her blind date prospects were no longer attainable.

After breakfast, Shizuka Hiratsuka changed her clothes and drove a car out of the garage, heading straight for the hotel. Although it wasn't as smooth as driving her Aston Martin Virage in Chiba, it was a Bentley, and it was comfortable to drive. Since it was only a little past six in the morning, the road was clear, and she managed to reach the hotel before the students woke up.

After that, Shizuka Hiratsuka sat at a table near the entrance in the buffet restaurant, pretending to take a piece of bread and drink her coffee.

"Good morning, Teacher Hiratsuka. You're back early. Have you finished eating?" a accompanying teacher asked with a smile as she walked over.

"Ahaha, I have a small appetite, this is enough," Shizuka Hiratsuka replied with a smile.

"..." Shirou, sitting not far away, thought, You're kidding me. You ate two fried eggs with ham and still weren't full, and you even snatched one from me.

"Shirou, aren't you eating?" a member of the Kyudo Club asked as they walked over.

"Mhm, you guys go ahead and eat. I'll sit for a while longer before eating," Shirou said.

"Then we'll go get some food," they said. They were staying in other rooms and didn't know the inside story.

The club president and vice president then came over.

"So, did you have fun last night? Of course, we won't ask which classmate it was, or if it was a girl from Tokyo."

"But since we're being so loyal, we can ask you for a favor tomorrow in the team competition, right? Bullseye! Five shots, five hits, that's possible, isn't it!"

"Haa, I'll do my best anyway..." Shirou owed them a favor, so he could only agree.

Fortunately, since the kyudo competition was held indoors and involved hitting the target, the impact wouldn't be too significant. After all, kyudo competitions were relatively niche, and it wasn't about the score rings.

The problem lay with the subsequent modern archery competition. If he adhered to the principle of "correct shot, inevitable hit," he would have to aim for the bullseye.

And hitting all bullseyes from fifty meters with a recurve bow would be a bit much; that was already world-champion level performance.

If he hit all bullseyes from seventy meters, he'd break the world record.

If he didn't want to be bombarded by the media every day, he had to be careful.

Chapter 60: Kyudo Competition Begins

At nine o'clock, all participants in the international archery competition arrived at the venue on time.

Since the national kyudo competition was reformed into an international event, it had achieved remarkable results. The more popular modern archery had attracted archers from all over the world. Besides Asians, there were also many European, American, and African contestants studying abroad who came to participate.

Today, Shirou was representing the school in the individual kyudo competition.

Due to the competition's reform and the increase in participants, the rules had also been changed. Competitors would enter in groups of five simultaneously. While adhering to kyudo etiquette, they would shoot arrows, and the first person to miss the target would be judged as defeated.

After the first-place winner from each group was decided, they would leave.

The next group would then enter.

Finally, the winners would proceed to the next round of competition, and so on.