"Wait, what was up with this Hachiman guy?" the boy with black watermelon hair asked.
"He was a second-year, right? Why did he know third-year senpai Kasumigaoka?" asked a small-eyed boy with brown watermelon hair and glasses.
"Hadn't he gotten pretty famous online recently? They sat together on the plane before, so maybe he hit on her then."
"No, even before that, I often saw him walking around with a bunch of cute girls."
"I even saw him taking middle school girls to school!"
"Damn it, he wouldn't even spare middle schoolers? He's the enemy of all men! Unforgivable!"
Shirou felt that the gazes directed at him were growing increasingly dangerous. Well, it seemed this senpai's plan had succeeded, but sneaking outside had become much harder for him too.
"Hmph." Utaha Kasumigaoka curled her lips, her eyes gleaming with vengeful delight and slyness as she looked at the boy.
"I'll head upstairs first." Shirou fled upstairs as he spoke. Only after entering the elevator did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Shirou entered his room, took out his phone, and contacted Chaldea.
Da Vinci appeared in the projected hologram.
"Hello, Shirou. How's the trip been?" Da Vinci asked with a smile.
"It's been pretty terrible in every sense, and I'm not here on vacation. Let's get to the point, Da Vinci. Have you found where the black mud Heroic Spirit is?" Shirou asked seriously as he looked at the hologram.
Da Vinci shook her head. "Unfortunately, we can only confirm that it appeared in this city. But after that, we haven't detected that enormous magical energy reaction again. I've arranged for a carpet search now, so please wait a few more days."
Shirou frowned, but there was no better option. He could only agree. "I understand. I'll go out