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"Anyway, try praising her. You can never go wrong complimenting a woman's outfit."

The boy tried to speak, "Your clothes suit you very well. You look exceptionally beautiful."

"Hmph! Are you saying I'm not usually beautiful?" Jeanne d'Arc snorted and turned her head away. The silver strands of her long hair parted to reveal her earlobes, which were tinged with red.

Shirou didn't quite understand the girl's thoughts, but seeing that she wasn't glaring at him anymore, he figured she was in a decent mood.

Just then, Gudako, who had also finished getting dressed on the other side, walked out.

"Why do I have to dress as a man! I wanted to wear pretty clothes too!" Gudako complained.

"After all, Master, you've already had close contact with the Assassin. Without this fun approach, you wouldn't be able to fool them," Moriarty said with a sly grin.

"You said 'fun'? Did you just say 'fun'!" Gudako asked angrily.

"Don't say that. While I don't have much experience helping people with disguises, looking at you now, you could be considered my masterpiece," Holmes said, looking at the girl.

At this moment, the girl, dressed in a black tuxedo, wearing black gloves, her red-orange hair like a blooming crimson lotus, her amber eyes bright and resolute like stars, exuded a dignified and heroic aura, looking like a handsome young man.

Shirou propped his chin on his hand and seriously observed the girl, nodding as he said, "Gudako, looking at you now... you really look quite like me."

"Oh, really? Do you think this is good? Shirou-senpai... then you're not escaping! The Assassin will definitely recognize you, so you should wear a dress! Wear a dress!!" Gudako immediately stepped forward and grabbed the boy's arm, looking determined not to let him off the hook.

"Waooooh..." Mashu on the screen also showed an expectant expression, staring intently at the boy.

Chapter 97: The Cross-Dressing King Arrives?

Spiritron Dress conversion, body structure alteration, Shirouko is born.

Omnipotent in housework, tall, gentle and considerate, kind and upright, only showing a slightly sharp-tongued, joking, and teasing side to those close to her, and with many variations.

A girl-next-door with orange-red long hair, tied up in a seemingly dangerous "wife" hairstyle, wearing an apron every day and offering you various Japanese, Chinese, and Western dishes from the kitchen.

A sexy older sister with healthy tan skin and silver hair, wearing a red combat suit, or a red bikini, who can warm your bed, replenish your mana, wake you up, work to earn money, repair appliances and furniture, clean, and cook – all-around capable.

A delinquent girl with red and white dyed hair, who would go against the whole world to save her beloved sister.

White hair, dark skin, wearing a form-fitting suit that gleams with gold, she can moonlight as an Alter older sister from Bayonetta.

As Kirei Kotomine's adopted daughter, wearing a nun's habit, preaching to the world, and establishing the 'Church of Righteousness', an erotic nun.

And a little loli who, when she was young, was brought home by her adoptive father Kiritsugu, took over the entire household's kitchen duties, admired the hero of justice, and transformed into a magical girl.

Guhaha... a female Shirou is simply an essential household item.

"Senpai! Gudako-senpai!"

"Hey! Stop dreaming and wake up!" Mashu shouted loudly.

"Ahhh!!" Gudako woke up from her fantasy, quickly sucking back the drool from her mouth.

"Wear a dress! Wear a dress!" Gudako pounced forward again, grabbing Shirou's sleeve, looking very thirsty and urging him on.

"Hmph! If it's a disguise, I can do it myself," Shirou said, looking at the girl with a smile full of superiority.

Wearing a dress was impossible!

The boy directly used the Holy Grail to convert his Spiritron Dress attributes. His hair turned silver-white, and his skin tone became a deeper tan.

He walked into a formal wear shop, looked around, and finally came out in a black tuxedo with a white shirt underneath. The silver-haired, handsome young man emerged.

With sharp features and a handsome face, he was exceptionally outstanding. He now wore a slightly mischievous smile, like he was teasing his own sister, which was also quite charming. If he were holding a bouquet of roses, it's believed that few women at a ball could resist his invitation.

"Hmm, indeed, the Assassin knows the boy as blonde. With this appearance now, combined with my makeup skills, it should be fine. However, it's a slight pity," Holmes said.

"Indeed, it's a shame, it was so interesting," Moriarty said.

Mashu nodded in agreement, then added, "However, Shirou-senpai's current appearance is very similar to Emiya-senpai from Chaldea, just a bit younger."

"Ugh! So annoying! So unfair! Shirou-senpai!" Gudako angrily waved her hands, hitting the boy.

When he stood with Gudako, they looked like a pair of bickering siblings, one older and one younger.

"Stop fighting! Both senpais are great, really!" Mashu on the screen spread her arms, trying to stop them.

"Mashu? Why are you looking like you want the senpais to stop fighting over me? Are you secretly enjoying this?" Da Vinci, standing nearby, quipped.

"Da Vinci-chan, can't you say a few less words?" Mashu complained.

"Ahem," Moriarty and Holmes began to explain the plan.

"Shinjuku Assassin enjoys social gatherings very much and often hosts banquets. However, he always disguises himself when appearing in public, never showing his true face. Therefore, we'll have to rely on Master's keen observation skills to find him and do our best to deal with him indoors."

"If he manages to escape injured, then we two outside will handle him."

After that, the boy and the girls, using forged invitations from Holmes, successfully infiltrated the venue.

On the ceiling of the ballroom, all the crystal chandeliers were lit, making it perhaps the brightest spot in all of Shinjuku, which was otherwise pitch black.

At this moment, Artoria and Jeanne d'Arc, illuminated by the lights, sized each other up.

"You know, with your cold, expressionless look, you're just like a wax figure," Jeanne d'Arc said with a sarcastic smile.

"You, on the other hand, are dressed like an evil witch. Why don't you just go back to France and cause trouble?" Artoria retorted with a cold smile.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

"Hehehe..."

Between the two girls, they glared at each other, their gazes colliding as if sparks were flying. No, it felt like they were about to ignite.

"Calm down, calm down," Shirou said helplessly. The girls in their Alter states were usually fine, but once they got angry, they wouldn't hold back on anything.

Through their earpieces, Holmes and Moriarty, who were lurking elsewhere, quickly chimed in.

"Master! Hurry and find a way to calm them down. If they start fighting now, it'll turn into a fiery battlefield before the Assassin even gets here."

"I know! Shirou-senpai, it's decided, it's you! Go!" Gudako said, pushing the boy from behind with all her might, like an old man pushing a cart.

The boy was directly pushed in front of the blonde and silver-haired girls, squeezing between them.

"Shirou? What's gotten into you?" Artoria looked at the boy.

"What are you doing? So clumsy," Jeanne d'Arc said disdainfully.

"Uh..." The boy, suddenly pushed forward, didn't know what to say at this moment.

Just then, music started playing at the ball, and men and women of high society began to enter the dance floor, hand in hand.

Shirou remembered his experience studying abroad in England. Sometimes, when a ball was held and there was an oversight that caused Tohsaka and Luvia to appear at the same time, the Clock Tower organizers would ask him to help, to transfer one of them away before they went berserk upon meeting at the ball.

At that time, he would step forward to ask one of them to dance, and others would be responsible for leading the other away.

So, Shirou bowed slightly, extended a hand, and smiled as he invited the girls.

"Ladies, would you do me the honor of a dance?"

"Eh..."

"Oh..."

The two girls, who had been arguing moments before, stopped.

"Heh, women..." Gudako let out a cold laugh, having once again perfectly resolved a disaster.

"Heh, what is it? Gudako, come teach me how to dance," Jeanne d'Arc said, grabbing Gudako.

"Eh? Wouldn't it be better if you danced with Shirou-senpai?" Gudako glanced at the dance floor, where Artoria and Shirou had already entered the center.

"Don't be annoying! I haven't danced before! If I step on Shirou, then I'll be completely outdone by that cold-blooded woman, so practice with me now!" Jeanne d'Arc whispered to Gudako.

"Is it okay if you step on me then? If we have to dance, I'd prefer to be the one in the skirt," Gudako muttered.

"Stop rambling and just accompany me," Jeanne d'Arc said, pulling Gudako along.

"Jeanne, you're truly an honest hard worker..." Gudako was pulled into the dance floor helplessly, but she didn't know how to dance these social dances either.

Next chapter: Released at 0:00 tonight.

Author's Note and Chapter Guide

Two million words reached!

I messed up a bit in the middle. If you like this style, you can skip to the bonus chapters for sweet moments later on.

Table of Contents:

[From Chapter 108, we return to the original world.]

[108~134: Shizuka, possession summon Ruler Madara, Lushan Rising Dragon Fist]

[135~169: Eriri Maid, Mori-chan, Artoria]

[170~201: Black Saber, Tamamo Cat, Erina]

[202~245: Black Saber, Ria, Mashiro three girls move into Shirou's house, Muramasa's Samurai Era]

Bonus Series:

[417~429: Top Host Shirou and Spearless]

[430~460: Shirou and Erina's Food Wars]

[483~546: Jeanne's Three Sisters]

[547~: Shizuka and Young Shirou]

Updates are still ongoing. Look at the volume titles for later chapters~!

(If there are any errors or plot holes, please tell me, and I will revise them.)

Thanks! (～￣▽￣)～

I won't say much more. After all, so many people are writing webnovels, and readers will naturally only support the ones they like.

Poor performance only means that my writing isn't good enough and hasn't brought you enough joy and emotion.

Regardless, I will keep improving, and I hope to continue being with you all in my next book.

With a writer's dream, I intend to treat writing as a lifelong pursuit. In the future, I hope to write a work that is "tragically adapted into an anime," so at least I guarantee it won't be abandoned!

My previous book was semi-original, with an average subscription of less than 50. I'm almost at 700,000 words, and it will be finished in a few days. Then, I'll focus on writing this book in May.

Written on 2018/4/26

Chapter 98: Transformation into the Great Yan Qing

In a corner of the dance floor, a silver-haired girl in a purple evening gown and a light red-haired handsome youth? held hands and danced a social dance, imitating others.

The two of them moved their feet like clumsy ducklings just learning to walk, observing others' movements. Unfortunately, when they focused on the hand movements, they forgot about their feet.

However, Jeanne d'Arc patiently watched others learn.

Ever since she went through those experiences, she realized her own shortcomings and has been continuously improving herself.

When First Christmas Artoria Alter told her she needed a contract to accept a summoning, she didn't know many characters. So, she secretly practiced for several months behind the scenes. On the day of the summoning, she proudly presented the contract.

Also, during Valentine's Day, to express her feelings to the person she liked, she practiced making chocolate in secret. Taking Shakespeare's advice, on impulse, she drew her own face on the chocolate. She was incredibly embarrassed but forced herself to give "herself" away.

"If you don't eat 'me', I'll glare at you to death. If you eat 'me', I'll bestow a lifelong curse from a witch."

And at this moment, she was also diligently learning to dance. Her clumsy steps were truly laughable.

However, due to their outstanding appearances, even when hiding in a corner, they still drew considerable attention. The elegant ladies around them watched the two with amusement before being glared at fiercely by Jeanne d'Arc and turning away.

The area around the silver-haired girl immediately cleared, making her stand out.

Fortunately, at this moment, there was an even more conspicuous pair in the center of the dance floor, capturing most of the attention.

And at this moment, in the center of the dance floor, the silver-haired boy and the golden-haired, blue-eyed girl, a match made in heaven, became the focus of the ball the moment they entered.

The golden-haired girl glanced at Jeanne d'Arc and whispered, "That's why she's a silly girl. Why not just learn on the spot? Honestly, I never danced in my life either. In times like these, shouldn't you just rely on your intuition?"

"Haha, Artoria is as confident as ever," Shirou chuckled.

"No, I just hate losing. That's why I give my all in everything I do. As a king who leads knights into battle, I can't afford to not be at the forefront, guiding them at all times," the golden-haired girl said.

"Is that so? As expected of a king," Shirou praised.