1080. Shirou, the Light-Novel Author / 1081. The Mysterious Blonde Girl

"Hmph, can you really protect Shirou, you little goddess residing in Ganesha? You can't even guarantee your own safety. I've already decided to mercilessly eliminate all the flies bothering Shirou." Freya said to the little girl with a smile.

"Hehehe, if you really can do it." Kama said with a sly smile, not forgetting that she was also God of Love, possessing the same allure and the ability to threaten Freya's position.

"Hehehe."

In a flash, a fierce clash occurred between the two goddesses' gazes.

"Um... let's talk about creating a familia instead."

The red-haired, one-eyed beauty spoke up, "Yes, every god must choose a slogan when recruiting followers to showcase their characteristics to the children. You can use it as a reference."

"I suggest you try looking in the beginner village area. That's where I met my lovely Bell-kun," Hestia boasted.

Each of the gods began to teach Shirou, wanting Shirou to learn from them.

But in the end, all the worries were unnecessary.

The moment Shirou formally submitted his application to the guild and began recruiting members for Orario.

Then a large number of humans and demi-humans poured in.

Shirou, caught up in the goddesses' antics, ended up holding a job fair. Strangely, for some reason, Shirou was thrust into the spotlight as the host, while Hestia, Kama, and Ishtar became the judges. Ereshkigal stood aside, acting as a messenger.

Ereshkigal flipped through the list and said, "Then please welcome Miss Marlene, number one."

As the contestants entered from backstage, a brown-skinned hand pushed open the curtain, and a beautiful woman from the Amazon tribe walked in, smiling as she approached Shirou.

"Shirou, I admire men like you. I believe that if it were you, you could definitely lead your clan to glory!" the Amazon woman said very proactively.

"Well, I'm still quite in debt, so these next few years might be a bit tough," Shirou honestly told the woman.

"It's alright! If it's with you, I'm willing to endure hardship together," the Amazon woman said sincerely.

Shirou's ability to make money is undeniable, and he has excellent relationships with several major clans, promising a bright future. Of course, more importantly, Shirou is both handsome and gentle, so following him is a sure win.

Hestia held up a circle, while Kama and Ishtar held up an X.

"Huh? Why? Isn't this a good child who doesn't discriminate based on wealth or poverty?" Hestia asked, looking at the two goddesses beside her. Or rather, she wanted them both!

"Shirou doesn't need a family; he can just live with me," Kama said matter-of-factly.

"Anyone who claims they don't need money is absolutely lying. Even if they don't need money, they'll find other ways to make even more extravagant demands. They're completely untrustworthy!" Ishtar said excitedly.

"Then, next! Ms. Sakazaki, please come to the stage."

"Hey? I have something else to say! So, did I pass or not?"

"I'm sorry, please go home and wait for further notice."

The Amazon woman was pushed off the field by Bell and others.

"Shirou! I am deeply moved by your deeds! I respect you very much! I hope to train under your tutelage!" This time, a very passionate young female martial artist came up on stage. She had a long scarf tied around her head, wore a white martial arts uniform, clenched her fists, and bowed to Shirou.

"Although I know some fighting techniques, I'm really not top-tier among the gods in terms of martial arts," Shirou honestly said. He only relied on his combat experience and immense Divine Power. Among the gods, there are also God of War and martial gods, beings who have developed their fighting skills to the extreme.

"No! Your kindness and justice have deeply moved me. You have taught me the true spirit of an adventurer!" said the martial arts girl.

The tale of Shirou's valiant battle against Surtr alone in the dungeon spread throughout Orario through returning adventurers. Many young people admired Shirou for fighting the great monster to the death for Orario.

Hestia raises a hoop, while Kama and Ishtar raise crosses!

"Huh? Isn't this child quite good? His eyes are Gil, just like my Bell-kun at the beginning," Hestia said in surprise.

"Shirou only needs to keep an eye on me," Kama said with a smile, covering her mouth.

"Those tomboyish girls who look violent might look cute, but they'll definitely be troublemakers. Shirou needs a child who can support him, not one who's always causing a lot of trouble!" Ishtar said.

"Then next one..." Ereshkigal called out helplessly.

"I'm sorry!!" Bell and Lili pushed the martial arts girl outside.

"Eee--! Shirou! Shirou! I will not give up!"

After the fifth girl was pushed out, Hestia finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"This is never going to end!" Hestia said in frustration. She had turned down her job at the fries shop to come here specifically to help out, how could she let these two goddesses mess around like this?

"Then blame it on why we came here, it's all girls!!!" Ishtar said unhappily.

Astraea, the goddess of justice, did not appear here because she was bound by divine authority and could not do such a despicable thing. Therefore, she entrusted everything to Ishtar.

"Ah! You've finally revealed your true feelings!" Hestia said.

"As for me, I refuse whether it's a man or a woman," Kama said.

"Go back here!!!" Hestia shouted frantically.

The lively job fair turned into a farce because of the meddling of several attractive women.

From her vantage point atop the tower, Freya heard her subordinates report Shirou's whereabouts. Gazing at the distant crowd, she simply smiled and said:

"How redundant! With me here, no one would betray Shirou."

Surrounded by goddesses, will Shirou be able to successfully find his familiar?

That's another story.

At least one thing is certain: Shirou's life here won't be boring from now on.

Rebellion Chapter

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Chapter 1080 Shirou the Light Novelist

Inside a bookstore in Akihabara, a red carpet was laid out, forming a passageway. On both sides were signs with life-size anime girls. The carpet was at the outside of the store, where a frame tied with Red Thread blocked the entrance. A long line had already formed outside the Red Thread.

At the other end of the carpet was a table and a chair.

This is a book signing event for light novels.

At this moment, the writer who was backstage came out; he was a tall, red-haired young man.

The bookstore manager quickly went to greet him.

"Shirou Emiya- sensei! This is going to be troublesome."

"This is mine. Thank you for your support."

Shirou shook hands with the other person and then sat down. His assistant placed several pens on the table.

"Then, the autograph session shall officially begin!"

Shirou Emiya is a light novel author who debuted three years ago. He is currently a university student, studying Literature Department while writing light novels.

He arrived alone in this peaceful world where there were almost no supernatural phenomena, and the limits of human physical ability were measured by the performance of top athletes in various fields.

In this world, there is no crisis that could destroy the world, nor are there any girls he knows; Shirou is all alone.

In this world where violence is no longer necessary, Shirou no longer needs to fight, so he starts looking for things to do. By chance, Shirou comes into contact with light novels and chooses to become a light novelist, using his real name as a pen name, slowly establishing himself in this world.

Among the readers coming in, there were young women, including girls in casual clothes, office ladies, and cross-dressing women in wigs dressed as Lolita girls. On the men's side, there were also men with unique outfits, including otaku-style men, students, and office workers.

It's fair to say that all sorts of people are there; Akihabara embraces all kinds of personalities.

"Teacher Shirou Emiya!"

"Thank you for making the trip to my book signing event. This is the third time we've met this year, isn't it?"

"Do you remember me? I'm so happy! I'll always cheer for you~!" the woman said, waving her hands excitedly.

"Please look forward to my new work." Shirou signed his name smoothly, and then his assistant escorted the woman out.

There's nothing we can do about it; the time limit is limited, and there's a long queue outside.

"Master Shirou Emiya, I read your previous work. The scene where the hero, who had mastered the sword technique, fought the oldest demon king alone was truly breathtaking. It felt like I had witnessed it firsthand."

Thank you for your support.

At first, Shirou for writing the light novel was simply that he felt bored and lonely living alone in this world, and he wanted to leave behind some mementos for the girls with whom he had formed bonds.

So, based on his own experiences, he artistically processed his observations of various worlds and wrote light novels, which he published online. Unexpectedly, they became very popular, and he was even approached by publishers and enthusiastically asked by editors to write them, which is how he became a professional light novelist.

The autograph session was very lively and lasted until 5 p. m. Even Shirou felt soreness in his palms and wrists.

After the book signing, Shirou stopped by Kakusan Publishing House and greeted the editors there loudly.

But as soon as he entered the office, he couldn't see the several ominous figures.

"This is bad." Shirou thought to himself, but it was too late; he had already been seen.

"Ah! Isn't this Shirou-kun?" Several men gathered in the editor's office greeted him with smiles.

Today was actually the day several writers had arranged to meet with the editor.

Afterwards, Shirou followed these senior light novel authors to an izakaya (Japanese pub). Tonight, they were prepared to drink at five or six different places before anyone was allowed to go home.

Shirou had only intended to visit the editor at the publishing house and then slip away, but he was caught by his seniors and had no choice but to accompany them.

In this world, Shirou is already an adult, and to be honest, drinking isn't a big deal. But the problem lies in his drinking companions and the inappropriate setting.

This isn't a bar, where people sit at the counter chatting quietly and sipping cocktails. Nor is it a banquet, where people raise red wine and champagne and converse elegantly. This is an izakaya (Japanese pub).

When Japanese people go to izakayas (Japanese pubs), they mostly pour out their grievances. Living in a country with many rules and restrictions, people accumulate too much pressure, but as the head of the household, they cannot confide in their family members.

So whenever I drink, I vomit out all these negative emotions.

Therefore, izakayas are usually only frequented by groups of men, and once they get drunk, all sorts of unruly people can be found there.

"I couldn't stand the constant phone calls from my family, so I went on a blind date. The girl was from my hometown, and she was just so-so in terms of appearance and dress."

When I told them I write light novels, guess what they said? -- "How disgusting! What's wrong with being an otaku? Do otaku not pay taxes, or do they eat your rice?!"

A thin, bespectacled man on the side offered a suggestion:

"Hey, Iruma, if you really want to get married, you can't do this. First impressions are very important. Don't talk about things within the industry, or just tell us your savings."

"I don't want a woman who only cares about money! Ugh! Why is it so hard to find a wife? I guess I'll just stay in the world of anime forever. Actually, I already got my marriage certificate with Miku-chan two years ago."

The chubby uncle, tipsy, put his arm around Shirou's shoulder and said enviously:

"Shirou, you're so lucky! You're so handsome, even if you liked cross-dressing, girls would still flock to you. Let's go to a bar!"

"No, senior, I rarely go to those places. I believe that when the time is right, you will definitely find someone you like," Shirou said with a light laugh.

"Here we go again! Another one saying you're not in a hurry. You'll be in a rush when you're over thirty-five!" The fat uncle released his arm from Shirou's and complained.

He then turned his gaze to the taciturn middle-aged man beside him and asked:

"Mr. Hippo, what do you think?"

The group of drunken light novel authors then looked at the man. He held a high position in the industry; he was physically strong and, more like an athlete than a light novel author.

"Since we're going to look for them, how about we look for our favorite heroines from the novels we've written?" Mr. Hippo said, taking a bite of a skewer of roasted birds.

"Haha, Mr. Hippo is right! If the girl from my light novel appeared, I would absolutely marry her." The chubby uncle said cheerfully.

"Senior, you're drunk. How could such a good thing exist? If it did, I'd want to marry a goddess like Asuna too," the thin, bespectacled man said with a laugh.

"Hey! I'm feeling great! Let's go to the next one now!" the chubby uncle said, standing up.

Everyone, unfazed, followed.

As Shirou walked out of the izakaya, a beautiful golden figure flashed past in his line of sight.

She was a blonde girl with a ponytail, wearing a sailor uniform, and a samurai sword at her waist.

However, by the time Shirou tried to get a closer look, the other person had already reached the corner and disappeared.

This is like the alleyway where Goro, the Solitary Gourmet, likes to wander, a place with a complex and irregular layout of houses. That figure has long since disappeared.

Chapter 1081 The Mysterious Blonde Girl

'Could it be...?'

Shirou stared at the direction where the girl had disappeared in a flash, lost in thought.

If it were anyone else, they might think they were just drunk and hallucinating. But since it happened to him, Shirou didn't feel he had made a mistake.

The blonde girl he just saw was indeed someone he recognized from his memory.

But that makes it even stranger.

After awakening in this world, Shirou spent several years investigating it, and thus clearly understood that this world did not have a source of magic like the Holy Grail, and therefore did not have the conditions for Servant to survive.

Even in the brief moment the girl passed by, he didn't sense any magical power or fluctuations of the white deity's power.

People throughout Japan are immersed in their solitary lives, seeking pleasure and excitement as a means of survival, whether in the real world or a fantasy world.