Please Play Fate/GO With Me

And so, Ca-vall II, as a new family member, was successfully settled in.

After that, Shirou took apart his old clothes piece by piece. The buttons of one garment were tied to the seams of another, and the middle section was fastened with needle and thread. After some effort, a small nest specifically for Ca-vall II was completed.

Seeing this, Komachi laughed and said, "So your outdated old clothes are finally useful, Brother."

After settling the white dog, the young man went to the bathroom and doused his head with cold water, trying to clear his slightly confused mind. He had indeed fought continuously for several days and nights in Shinjuku in 1999.

But returning to this world, he had actually been shopping for clothes with his schoolmates in modern-day Shinjuku just a few hours ago. Everything had returned to normal life.

The outside was no longer dark twenty-four hours a day, and the kitchen was stocked with fresh flour, vegetables, and meat, allowing him to cook various dishes. He no longer had to eat miscellaneous ingredients paired with canned meat.

Shirou's current symptom was a sense of temporal displacement, like someone groggy from sleep opening their eyes to see orange sunlight and being unsure if it was dawn or dusk.

Or it was like feeling he had a very, very long dream, only to wake up and find that it wasn't even dawn yet, and only a few hours had passed.

Or when playing an interesting game, it felt like the blink of an eye, but then he'd feel extremely hungry, realizing he'd skipped lunch and it was already afternoon.

When encountering these situations, there was always a slight, uncanny feeling.

In any case, he first cleaned the house. After the windows, chairs, and furniture were all wiped to a shine, Shirou finally adapted.

When it was time for school, he headed to the school.

The next day at noon, Shirou pushed open the door to the Service Club.

Three girls from the same grade were already there, sitting at the long table, each engaged in their own activities.

Sitting in the middle was Yuihama, chatting with friends on her phone, a slight smile on her lips, the buns on her head occasionally bobbing slightly.

Asuna, sitting to the left, wore headphones and played a game on her phone. She casually brushed her flaxen hair aside, exuding a perfect wife aura even while gaming. (Monthly fee group 694936135)

Yukino Yukinoshita, sitting to the right, quietly held a thick book, her dark, shiny hair cascading behind her. Her focused gaze moved from left to right across the words on the pages, her expression serious.

After so many days apart, he really missed them. He greeted his companions in the classroom with a warm smile, "Hello everyone~!"

Unfortunately, they didn't seem to appreciate it.

"Shirou? What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" Yuihama asked, tilting her head and looking at the young man.

"Smiling for no reason, you seem a bit strange?" Asuna also said, looking over with concern.

"Yes, if you're not feeling well, you should say so. If you're not sick, you were a bit nauseating just now," Yukino said dismissively, not even looking at the young man as she intently turned the pages of her thick book.

"Good day! Shirou-senpai!" At this moment, Mash ran over with a smile.

"Oh." Shirou watched the pink-haired girl run in with a grin, preparing to observe her subsequent encounter.

"Good day! Yuihama-senpai, Yukino-senpai, Asuna-senpai." Mash greeted the senior girls in the club room one by one with a smile.

"Yo, Mash-chan," Yuihama waved with a smile.

"Mash, you're very energetic today," Asuna walked over and patted the pink-haired girl's head.

"Did something happy happen?" Yukino asked, putting down her thick book and looking at the girl.

What's going on? This kind of differential treatment! Shirou thought to himself, feeling depressed.

It wasn't until Mash explained clearly that Shirou had actually gone to save a world that the girls finally understood what had happened.

"Sorry, Shirou! Forgive me, heehee," Yuihama said, leaning forward with a fawning smile.

"It's fine, it was my issue anyway. I'm glad you can understand," Shirou said, unable to complain when faced with her smile.

Chapter 109: Overseas Exchange Meeting

"So that's what happened. You worked hard, Shirou! I apologize for calling you strange," Asuna said with a gentle smile.

"That's a natural reaction, isn't it? To us, it's only been less than a day since we last saw you," Yukino argued reasonably.

"That's true... I'll be more careful in the future. But didn't Mash and the others all agree?" Shirou retorted.

"No, Mash is always like this, isn't she?" Yuihama asked the other girls.

"Yes, we met in the hallway before, and this child came over kindly and asked me, 'Good morning, senpai, have you been spending money on gacha today?'" Asuna said with a gentle smile.

"That's right, it's the usual Mash," Yukino nodded.

"Huh?" Shirou looked at the pink-haired girl in confusion. Is the junior Mash I know like this?

"What's wrong? Shirou-senpai?" Mash blinked in confusion.

"No... let's just eat." Shirou covered his head. It seemed the aftereffects of his temporal displacement hadn't fully subsided.

After that, they all leisurely ate their bento boxes, vying for the good dishes in the young man's lunchbox.

Perhaps this was the small happiness of the everyday life he possessed.

After school in the afternoon, a tall woman wearing a suit jacket and a white lab coat walked in.

"Shirou! Grab your bag and come with me. There's a meeting you need to attend."

"What's going on? I'm not the class representative, nor the club president or anything," Shirou walked forward and asked Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka in confusion.

"It's about the exchange program with the overseas branch during the upcoming holiday. Come with me," Shizuka Hiratsuka said without room for refusal, leading the young man towards the school parking lot.

At the entrance of the parking lot, two figures were standing, facing off against each other.

"Everyone's here. They're all famous people at school, so there's no need for introductions," Shizuka Hiratsuka said, looking over there with a look of accustomed indifference.

"Wait here for me, I'll go get the car," Shizuka Hiratsuka said to the young man before heading straight for her beloved car.

Shirou looked over and recognized the two. Standing on the left was the blonde girl with twin tails, looking like she was about to explode: Eriri Spencer Sawamura from the international class. While she wasn't as famous as Mash, who was always handing out cards, she was actually a popular mixed-race beauty among the school's male students and the ace of the art club.

On the other side was a black-haired girl with a headband, looking at Eriri. She had her arms crossed, her expression cool and aloof, but a faint curve tugged at the corner of her lips. Her slender figure was clad in a school uniform skirt, revealing black pantyhose, giving her the air of a mature and beautiful woman.

She was a big celebrity among the third-years, with delicate features. It was said her grades consistently ranked first in her year. Her mysterious and quiet demeanor, coupled with her mature style, held a fatal allure for the current high school boys.

Shirou nodded slightly and greeted them, "Eriri, Kasumigaoka-senpai, hello."

"Ah! What are you doing here? Shirou! No... classmate," Eriri exclaimed, quickly correcting herself.

"No, just call me Shirou. As elementary school classmates, there's no need to be so formal, right?" Shirou thought, confused.

"Hmph! I have nothing to say to this person!" Eriri crossed her arms and turned her head away.

Is it really necessary to be so distant just because someone wrote my name under an umbrella with theirs? Or is she still holding a grudge because I told her in middle school to play less games, or she'd become a loser who ruins her life?

"Hmm~! You're Shirou-kun, right?" The senpai sized up the young man, seemingly influenced by the blonde twin-tailed girl, and looked at him with interest.

"Your name, even I've heard it quite a few times. Your archery performance before became a hot topic online, it's truly remarkable. If you have the chance, could you grant me an interview? For my next creation, how about letting me gather some material?"

"Are you a writer, senpai, or from the newspaper club or something?" Shirou asked, confused. He felt like the person in front of him, despite appearing quiet and aloof, was a bit... off.

"Shirou! Don't talk to this gloomy woman! You'll get eaten! Like the Big Bad Wolf!" Eriri rushed out, her azure eyes glaring over, speaking warily.

"Oh my, that's quite a cute metaphor for you, Sawamura-san. But when you say 'eaten,' do you mean eaten for sustenance, or..." the headband girl said calmly.

"Waaaah! Utaha Kasumigaoka!! What are you trying to say here!" Eriri shouted nervously.

"How many times have I told you, could you please stop calling people by their full names? What was after Kashiwagi again? Teacher." The headband girl's calm, wine-red eyes fixed on the blonde girl, delivering a fatal blow.

"Waaaah!!! Don't say that name here!" Eriri screamed.

"Kashiwagi? Are you talking about a tree?" Shirou asked, confused.

"Shirou! Idiot! Don't say that!" Eriri rushed forward, wildly shaking her twin tails and hitting the young man.

"Whoa, wait..." Shirou failed to dodge and received 16 consecutive hits from the twin tails.

Just then, Shizuka Hiratsuka had driven the car over. She turned the car around and shouted out the window at the three of them, "Hey! You three, are you going to chat or fight! Get in the car first!"

"Yes...", "Got it." The three finally got into their seats.

Eriri and the senpai sat in the back, leaning towards the windows, with a noticeable gap between them.

"By the way, what's the deal with calling them over?" Shirou asked from the passenger seat.

"Don't you know them? One is a painter, and the other is the up-and-coming light novelist Kasumigaoka Shiko. And Shirou, you're a master of kyudo," Shizuka said casually.

"So, Eriri is here as a representative of the art club, and Kasumigaoka-senpai is here as a representative of literature, both to participate in this exchange event?" Shirou summarized.

"That's about the gist of it!! You're all talents I've selected, so you better perform well. Right, Sawamura Kashiwagi what comes after teacher?" Shizuka said with a meaningful tone as she drove.

"That's right! Yes! Yes! That's it! Teacher! I'll do my best!" Eriri replied repeatedly, her face flushed.

"...Don't tell me you've been blackmailed?" Shirou felt like she was acting a bit guilty.

"Whether Sawamura-san is here voluntarily is debatable. As for me, my work sometimes requires me to take leave to attend events, so having a teacher who understands is a great help. Although this teacher seems capable of doing anything for her own purposes," the senpai said.

"There was no blackmail or anything!" Eriri retorted, her face red, turning her head away.

Eriri's public persona is that of a kind and elegant young lady, but inwardly she's an obsessive shut-in otaku. However, in the underworld, she's the renowned deep-sea painter Eri Kashiwagi! Recently, her doujinshi featuring Black Saber x Mysterious Heroine X engaging in a car-based tryst received rave reviews after being uploaded online.

She could be considered a queen with a high status in the underworld, thriving in her endeavors.

However, she recently had a worry: Her pen name was discovered by a certain teacher through unknown channels.

Chapter 110: Eriri and Shirou

In the small car, the two girls remained locked in a verbal battle.

Eriri shook her twin tails, her azure eyes fixed on the headband girl beside her, saying:

"Speaking of which, can a gloomy woman like you, who always has a cold face, even handle an exchange event? If someone tries to talk to you and you just lash out at them, the event will end up being awkward and cold. I really think the school was inconsiderate to invite you, you reclusive, sharp-tongued woman!"

Utaha Kasumigaoka remained unfazed. Her wine-red eyes calmly looked at the blonde girl, but her words were merciless.

"Although I'm introverted, I've read at least a hundred classic literary works from various countries for my writing.

Rather than that, the school only thought about Sawamura-san having British blood, completely overlooking the fact that you might not even pass an English exam. The thought of the teacher potentially assigning you to speak with them is quite amusing, you blonde mixed-race loser."

"Who are you calling a loser! Waa, waa..." Eriri shrunk her neck, trembling slightly, looking quite shaken.

Yes, in this black-and-gold showdown, the blonde side lost.

"...What should I do?" Eriri looked at the young man for help.

"Don't ask me. If you can perform well professionally, then it should be fine. After all, even if someone is pure-blooded, if they've lived overseas since childhood, it's not uncommon for them not to speak their native language," Shirou said helplessly.

"Right! Exactly! Even if I have British nationality, it's not embarrassing to do poorly on an English test! Did you hear that!" Eriri turned her head triumphantly towards the headband senpai beside her.

"Sigh, I genuinely worry about your future, Sawamura-san..." Utaha Kasumigaoka sighed, covering her face.

"What is it," Eriri grumbled, displeased.

It seemed he wasn't wrong back then; this girl was completely useless. However, as a representative of the international high school's art club, with a special skill, and with the protection of her parents, she should be fine.

At this moment, the car had driven out of the school's small road and entered the main road.

"Speaking of which, Teacher, where exactly are we going now? And where is everyone else?" Shirou asked the woman beside him.

"Mm, we're going to the branch campus of the International Junior High School, which is managed by the same board. Normally, we operate separately, but during exchange events, they merge with us. So, we're heading over there for a meeting now."

"The other students have also been taken there by their respective supervising teachers," Shizuka Hiratsuka said, tapping the steering wheel as if greeting her beloved car.

"So, you're the one in charge of leading the team?" Utaha Kasumigaoka asked, having grasped the crucial point.

"Be happy! It's great, right! Just wait! I'll take you sightseeing and for some delicious food then!" Shizuka Hiratsuka laughed heartily.

'No, I want to get off...' Shirou thought, but saying it out loud might cause a disaster, so he wouldn't.

"Sightseeing and food, forget it. Teacher, just don't make me speak English with foreigners," Eriri Spencer Sawamura pleaded, as if seeing a savior.

"No, aren't you the daughter of a British diplomat?" Her senpai retorted.

"Regrettably, I won't be the one making all the decisions then. Alright! Alright! Buckle up, let's hurry and get going now!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka's eyes gleamed as she stretched her wrists and twisted her ankles. Everything was ready; all that was needed was a cup of water and she could conquer Mount Akina.

"Teacher... please don't speed right now. If we get pulled over by the traffic police, with three students in the car, the consequences will be severe," Shirou warned coldly.

"Ugh... Waa, I just wanted to pick up the pace a little," Shizuka Hiratsuka said, her shoulders slumping dejectedly.

"There's still time, please drive safely," Shirou said.

"I know, are you my mom?!" Shizuka Hiratsuka complained.

After that, the car drove at a steady speed for dozens of kilometers before arriving at the International Junior High School branch campus on the other side of Chiba.

Shizuka Hiratsuka handed over her teacher's ID, and the gatekeeper let them pass after verification. After parking the car.

Shirou, Eriri, and their senpai were then led to the school's conference room.

Quite a few students were already there.