Shirou Tries to Persuade Bazett to Stay / Bazett! I'll Take Care of You...

"Damn it!" The manager tried to use force, but he was no match for Bazett.

"Now is the time to talk about these things! Apologize to me now!" The foreman also came up and helped remove Bazett's hood.

"No way! How can we let the children see Pikachu bowing and apologizing to someone!" Bazett refused, exerting all her strength; even two adult men couldn't match her power.

"I'm going to the changing room, I'll be right back!" Bazett knocked over the mall manager and supervisor, and ran towards the staff entrance.

"Wait a minute, you idiot!" the foreman yelled.

The mall manager got up from the ground, his face turning ashen.

Seeing this, the man in the leather jacket felt much better. It seemed it wasn't his fault; rather, the woman inside Pikachu was actually a strong and powerful dinosaur.

"Haha, she's just a formidable female gorilla. Oh well, let's go."

"But..."

The image of the woman from Pikachu flashed through the man's mind; she was definitely a muscular woman who did weightlifting or some other sport, or a very fat woman.

"Alright, I'll take you shopping for clothes!" the man in the leather jacket said with a smile.

"Mmm~!" The fashionable woman's voice softened immediately, losing interest in continuing to argue with Pikachu. She answered sweetly and nestled into the man's arms.

The two took the elevator upstairs.

By the time Bazett changed his clothes and ran over, the man had already disappeared.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting! I've come to apologize to that guest!"

"Huh? Where's the guest?" Bazett looked around, but couldn't see the other person.

"They've already left! You're lucky. If they had made a scene, it would have taken a lot of effort to clean up the mess," the mall manager sneered.

"I'm sorry! I'll go find them and apologize to them in person," Bazett quickly said.

The middle-aged foreman said to Bazett expressionlessly:

"It's no longer needed. You've been fired. Take your things and don't come here again."

"Eh..."

The red-haired girl slunk out of the employee entrance, carrying her bag.

Shirou and Sakura were already waiting outside the door to greet the dejected Bazett.

Chapter 1102 Shirou's attempt to persuade Bazett to stay

The red-haired Bazett is a few years younger in the novel; she's actually still a high school graduate, not the mature, cross-dressing beauty we remember.

"Miss Bazett, please wait a moment," Shirou said as he approached her.

"Ah... you are... Shirou!" Bazett looked up, recognized the person, and said in surprise.

Shirou and Sakura led Bazett to a Black Tea House outside and sat down. The staff, dressed in black and white uniforms, placed tea and snacks for the three of them and then turned to leave, giving them space to chat.

"I'm sorry, I can only talk to you now," Shirou said, looking at the red-haired woman.

"No, I never intended to go to you Shirou." Bazett shook his head.

Shirou had met Shirou once before when Bazett brought Mikoto Misaka to this mall, but she didn't seem inclined to acknowledge Shirou then. If Shirou hadn't taken the initiative to see her today, she probably would have just secretly glanced at Shirou and never acknowledged him.

"Um... may I ask? Bazett, your memories...? No, what I want to ask is, what do you think of me?" Shirou asked the red-haired girl.

Bazett opened her backpack and tossed out a light novel. The book featured a red-haired girl whose appearance and demeanor closely resembled her own. Bazett turned the pages, revealing a delicate bookmark tucked inside. It bore a Runic script protective charm, though its effectiveness in this world was uncertain.

"Yes... I have two memories. One is about Shirou recalled about the Holy Grail War when you were writing, and the other is the world you described."

"I knew it." Shirou nodded. So the red-haired girl in front of him also knew about the white god, which meant she also understood her own doom.

"Then just like me, Miss Bazett. Please take care of me." Sakura said with a smile, shaking Bazett's hand.

"Yes, Miss Sakura. Please take care of me." Bazett smiled as he looked at the blue-haired girl.

Although the two didn't say anything, it was as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"Miss Bazett, how long have you been in this world?"

"It's been two weeks already, and my story isn't over yet. I still have to keep searching for the ancestral treasure. It's really frustrating," Bazett said, scratching his head helplessly.

"Why? Why didn't you come to me?" Shirou asked the woman. If she had come to him, he would have helped her no matter what, at least to help her fulfill some of her wishes.

"Shirou, you should understand what I'm thinking, right?" Bazett didn't answer directly, but stared into Shirou's eyes and asked in return.

Yes... Bazett is a very strong woman and would never easily rely on others.

In his previous life, Bazett admired the hero Cú Chulainn and, not wanting to live a mediocre life, left his hometown at the age of fifteen and came to London to join the Clock Tower.

However, even her personality, as straightforward as that of an ancient hero, was completely unsuitable for the modern workplace of Clock Tower, which was rife with factions, conspiracies, and backstabbing.

She was assigned to the extremely dangerous and thankless task of Sealing Designation, but the straightforward woman accepted the assignment without complaint and genuinely wanted to serve the Clock Tower.

No matter what kind of task he faces, he will accept it with a straight face, and then solve one almost impossible task after another with his extraordinary strength.

When carrying out missions, she is a fierce warrior. But at heart, she is an honest and kind person who doesn't easily doubt others, which is why she was ambushed by Kirei Kotomine, had her Command Spells Seals severed, lost her Lancer Cú Chulainn, and fell into a state of suspended animation.

Because of her strong will to survive, she made a pact with Angra Mainyu inside the Holy Grail. Six months after the end of the Holy Grail War, the Servant from the past reappeared, and Fuyuki City was plunged into the Night Holy Grail War, which repeated itself in a four-day cycle.

Ultimately, Bazett was persuaded by Angra Mainyu, regained his courage to fight, and returned to the real world. Because he had no money and nowhere to live, he came to the Emiya Residence.

This was also the opportunity that led to Bazett and Shirou's fate in their previous life.

In Shirou's novel, Bazett is also a girl, but no longer on a mission of cruel war. Instead, she comes to the big city to find a lost treasure and to pursue her dreams. It's a youth comedy that's sometimes passionate and sometimes sad.

"Then haven't you gone back?" Sakura asked, puzzled.

"Well, in fact, I can't find the way back anymore," Bazett said with a wry smile.

When Bazett first arrived in this world, she sensed Shirou's presence. She only intended to steal a glance at Shirou before returning. However, when she went back to where she had come from, the passage had vanished without a trace. It was as if someone had stolen it and moved it to another place.

She's never had much luck, and this isn't the first or second time, so this kind of setback is nothing.

"What's going on? Can that passage really disappear?" Shirou asked in surprise. When Shana went there, she was able to come back.

Sakura shook her head and said, "No, theoretically we are semi-fantasy beings from another world. There is an invisible connection between us and our original world. As long as we are here, that passage cannot disappear."

"Let's go find that passage together!" Shirou said, looking at the red-haired girl.

"No need, I have other jobs to do, so I'll leave now. After all, I've lost this job, so I need to work harder elsewhere to earn the money back," Bazett said, standing up.

"Don't you want to go back to that world?" Shirou stood up and asked. He wanted to help the girl in front of him, otherwise he would feel that he owed her too much.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. As long as you didn't write that part of the story, Shirou, I'll never be able to find that ancestral treasure. So I just need to try my best to live. In that case, it doesn't matter which world I'm in." Bazett smiled, waved his hand, and walked outside.

"No... wait, I'll go too." Shirou wanted to persuade the girl, but couldn't think of a better way to say it. Yes, he didn't give the girl a perfect ending in the novel either.

Chapter 1103 Bazett! I'll take care of you.

As a creator, sometimes in order to make the plot more dramatic, I have to be ruthless and make the protagonist's fate more unfortunate. For example, a group of couples break up because of some misunderstandings, and then, after finally clearing up the misunderstandings, they get hit by a car just when they are about to get back together.

The male protagonist lost his memory as a result, but the female protagonist eventually moved him and restored his memory. However, this time, the female protagonist was diagnosed with cancer...

Although it's melodramatic, there are still people who like to watch this kind of plot; it's already a classic formula.

But if this happened to a real person, it would be incredibly tragic.

"At least stay at my place tonight, I have a spare room," Shirou said as he caught up with him.

"No need, no need~! I can stay at the hotel." Bazett waved her hand. She had no intention of relying on Shirou. Shirou didn't owe her anything, and she didn't want Shirou to feel like he needed to compensate her.

She would welcome Shirou if he came to visit her simply as a friend to catch up.

But if you feel guilty, there's really no need for that.

And she does have a place to stay. Besides playing the mascot, she has other part-time jobs. For example, at noon, she works as a waitress in a small restaurant where the seating area is on tatami mats separated by screens. When the restaurant closes at night, she helps clean up and tidy up, and then she can spend the night on the tatami mats.

"Senior, what do you plan to do?" The blue-haired girl stepped forward and asked Shirou.

"I'm sorry, Sakura, please come with me one more time. At least let me see where Bazett lives. I'll come to help if there's anything I need," Shirou said to the girl.

"Since you've said so, let's go. I also want to know where Miss Bazett lives," Sakura said with a light laugh. Although she was a little jealous, she didn't want to put Shirou in a difficult position.

However, when Bazett arrived at the restaurant where he worked, he found the doors tightly shut, even though the restaurant should have been open long ago. The owner was sitting at the entrance, looking disheveled and smoking, the cigarette butt almost burning his fingers, seemingly oblivious, as if he had lost all sense of purpose in life.

"What's wrong, manager?" Bazett rushed over and asked.

"Ah, Bazett -chan, I'm sorry, I'm going to close this shop and go back to my hometown to farm." The shop owner looked up and said, his eyes as lifeless as a dead fish.

"Hey hey!!"

Bazett was struck by lightning. The doll's wages had already been used to compensate the man she had beaten, leaving her with almost no money. Was she going to have to sleep on the streets again?

"What exactly happened, shopkeeper?" Bazett stepped forward and asked the shopkeeper who was squatting by the door.

The shop owner stubbed out his cigarette on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"We're out of ingredients! It's all my fault for being so foolish as to listen to my friend's advice to open a branch and hold some kind of eating contest! And then... and then..."

"The result?" Shirou and Sakura followed, looking at the shopkeeper with a puzzled expression.

"All the ingredients we provided were eaten! The new store didn't get any promotion at all! Instead, we were eaten into bankruptcy. The loan to open the store could only be secured by this store, so I had no choice but to take my wife and children back to my hometown to farm." The store manager held his head and shouted desperately to the sky.

Creak.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and an old woman with a stern face walked out. She glared at the shop manager and then gave Bazett a cold look.

"Pooh!"

The old woman spat and then closed the shop door again.

"Anyway, that's it. Sorry, Bazett -chan, we've decided to close down. You should go home now. As for your salary, I'll let you know when I've sold the pots and pans." The shop manager patted his behind, stood up, went inside, and closed the door.

Only Bazett, Shirou, and Sakura remained, stunned.

"Why were you holding a competition and didn't invite me?!" Bazett asked loudly. If there had been food, she could have saved a day's food money.

"No, no, that's not the problem," Shirou said, waving his hand.

"Coo coo~!"

"So... would you like to stay at my place? If you go now, we can have lunch together," Shirou asked Bazett.

"Yes... I'm counting on you," Bazett said, bowing his head.

In the end, the red-haired girl moved into Shirou's house. Sakura gave him a 'friendly' smile, but still helped Shirou make lunch.

"I'll help too!" Bazett said, raising his hand.

"No, please do it properly. After all, Miss Bazett is completely useless when it comes to cooking methods."

"Yes..." Bazett sat down stiffly. He felt an indescribable sense of dread about the girl in front of him.

With Shirou and Sakura working together, the meal was quickly completed. To entertain Bazett, Shirou went to the supermarket to buy Irish-style sausage rolls and roasted ham.

Bazett ate quickly, her mouth glistening with oil as she ate with a smile. This delicious food reminded her of another world, the taste of her mother's cooking from her distant hometown.

"So, what are your plans for the future, Miss Bazett?" Shirou asked, but realizing he might offend the girl or hurt her pride—after all, the more strong-willed a person is, the stronger their pride often is—he quickly changed his words:

"Oh, it's okay if you don't work, I'll support you."

"!!!" Sakura's eyes widened in surprise.

What's going on? I've never been spoken to like that by a senior before!

Was I deceived by this woman's behavior? Was everything she did a strategy to attract the attention of her seniors?! Are you Zhuge Liang?!

A dark aura began to accumulate around the blue-haired girl once more, and if it were to break through its limits, it would transform and unleash its power.

Bazett slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and resolutely refused:

"No! I'm already grateful enough to have a place to sleep. My next step is to find the culprit who ate the store manager into bankruptcy and get revenge."

"But they're just participating in a competitive eating contest, right? It's not their fault they can eat a lot," Shirou argued.

"This isn't the first time! Several restaurants I've worked at before went bankrupt, and now her nasty tongue has reached into this neighborhood again. I have some leads on that person; that guy is definitely my enemy!" Bazett said confidently.

"Huh? What's going on?" Shirou had already guessed the identity of the gluttonous woman, but she wouldn't be the kind of person who would use underhanded tactics against others. So, maybe I was wrong.

Chapter 1104 Shirou, Gyoza, and the Girl

A delicious aroma wafted from Shirou's kitchen. After dinner, Shirou and the others packed up and set off to find the culprit who had caused several restaurants to go bankrupt.

"There's only one truth! I swear in my grandfather's name! I will definitely find the murderer! Come with me!" Bazett put on a detective's act, which he had definitely just learned from watching TV dramas.

"Yes, yes, but the culprit isn't certain yet." Shirou still had some doubts about what Bazett said, not knowing the truth, whether someone was really targeting Bazett, or whether it was just a misunderstanding.

However, if I could meet that blonde girl in the sailor uniform again, I could always find out the truth by having a proper talk with her.

As the last orange hue faded from the horizon, stray cats emerged from the alleys behind the streets in search of food, while a rich aroma wafted from the shops in front, as restaurants beckoned customers.