Shirou's Thirty Million Avatars

"Don't come near me! Stay away!"

"No way! I love saying NO to people who think they're all that. Haha... I've always wanted to say that line."

"Don't touch me! Before I share your strength, I have one question—how strong is the strongest among you?"

Celestial Dragon Shirou instinctively stopped in his tracks, turned to glance at Black Dragon Shirou, and chuckled:

"That one over there is the big shot among us. You remember the name Acunologiya, right?"

"What? In that case, please—absolutely—do NOT touch me!!"

"Why? Isn't sharing our strength a good thing?"

"The world I transmigrated into is Slam Dunk. I just joined Budokan High School's basketball team this year, same class as Ryota Miyagi."

The group exchanged glances. Tohsaka Shirou was the first to catch on:

"I see. No wonder you don't want us touching you. Taking the Black Dragon King's power to play basketball is basically cheating."

"Exactly! That's it!"

Slam Dunk Shirou nodded repeatedly and added:

"If you want to know anything, just ask me directly. My name is Slam Dunk Kanbara Shirou, 15 years old, first year in high school."

"You said you're on Budokan's basketball team?" Tohsaka Shirou asked in surprise. "Why join a small team like Budokan? Even if you don't go for the main team like Shōhoku, you could at least pick one of the other top four schools?"

Slam Dunk Kanbara Shirou hesitated, then smiled:

"Because my house is close to Budokan High School—I can walk there. My childhood girlfriend was dead set on going to Budokan, and no amount of convincing could change her mind."

"In that case, are you sure you don't want to share our strength? The Black Dragon King playing basketball is overkill, sure, but it'd guarantee your school wins the championship."

Tohsaka Shirou paused, then asked:

"Otherwise, how could a one-man team like Budokan ever win?"

"It's not just me. Besides me, Budokan has my younger brother, Kumasuke. If it weren't for my magic and Baji Quan, I wouldn't even be a match for him."

Chapter 41: Alien Arrival

Section 41, Chapter 41: Alien Arrival

"You have a younger brother? That's rare—we're all only children. How tall is he? What does he look like?" Tohsaka Shirou asked curiously.

"Kumasuke is 2 meters 6 centimeters tall, with a massive build. You can think of him as a burly little giant, about the same build as those fierce generals from history."

"I see. No wonder you joined Budokan."

Even Shirou Kotomine, as mediocre as he was, was still a magus who had trained in Baji Quan and Reinforcement Magic.

If he focused on basketball, he'd definitely have top-tier player potential.

With a giant brother like that on top, there was really no need to join a top-four team.

Those two alone could crush high school basketball no matter which team they joined.

"Is there anything you need help with?"

"Yes! Kumasuke has been desperately chasing after my pace, and he's racked up quite a few hidden injuries. Do you have any healing potions or something?"

"Hmph... You've come to the right person. This Slime Demon Lord here has a Recovery Potion that can heal any injury."

"I see! Please, give me some."

"No need to be polite. Even if you can't understand it yet, we're all the same person—what's ours is yours."

"Just put it on the ground. Don't touch me!"

"Are you really that scared?"

"Of course! If I had the Black Dragon King's strength, what fun would basketball be?"

"True."

Tohsaka Shirou had plenty to say on that.

In his past life, he trained hard in Baji Quan and magic.

But now, suddenly becoming this strong, the urge to keep training didn't seem as strong anymore.

Projection Magic, which he once longed for, now felt like bland, tasteless leftovers.

Getting too strong wasn't really a good thing.

"Anyway, I'm heading back to study. See you tomorrow."

"Alright, I should go too."

Tsukimi Shirou left the White Mist Space, set the game console on his bedside table, and sighed:

"In an ordinary world like this, suddenly getting this strong doesn't really mean much."

"Maybe I should take up basketball? But I'm not in a sports anime world, sigh..."

Two years had passed since Shirou Kotomine transmigrated into Tsukimi Shirou.

Over these two years, while retraining in Baji Quan and magic, he also explored this world far and wide.

But in the end, he found it to be just an ordinary, magic-less tech world.

"A man's got to set himself a goal in life."

"As a Celestial Dragon, I want to overthrow the World Government and reform the world; as a groom, I want to climb the social ladder and marry Nero... What about me? Is there anything only I can do?"

"God!! Can't some trouble just come knocking on its own?"

Boom!

An explosion suddenly rang out from the bathroom.

With both parents busy and him home alone, an explosion from the bathroom?

"Speak of the devil, and he shall appear! You're finally here? My future life goal."

Shirou hurried to the bathroom and yanked the door open.

The next moment, what met his eyes was a stark-naked Pink-Haired Beauty.

Behind her, a black tail swayed left and right.

This scene was a textbook heroine entrance.

But the problem was, Shirou had no memory of seeing this anywhere.

Clearly, even if this was the opening of some anime, it was one he'd never watched.

Of course, that wasn't surprising—plenty more of that was bound to happen.

"I'm Tsukimi Shirou. And you are...?"

"Me? I'm Lala, from Deviluke."

Never heard of it.

"So there really are aliens in this world? I never noticed. There aren't races like Saiyans, are there?"

"Nope, Saiyans are just a manga race. They don't exist in reality."

"Phew... Good. No need to worry about waking up to find the whole planet gone. By the way, why are you in the bathroom? And not wearing clothes?"

"Ta-da! I used this—my own Jump Escape Device."

Lala raised her right hand, showing Shirou the Black Wristband tied around it.

"Escape device?" Shirou glanced at it, thoughtful. "So you're a scientist like Bulma?"

"That's right! You catch on fast—that's a huge help."

Lala smiled, pleased.

"I used the escape device in my Spaceship and randomly teleported into the bathroom."

"Were you in such a rush to use it in the ship because someone was chasing you?"

"You understand so quickly! I didn't even say anything yet. That's it—I thought escaping to Earth would be safe, but they caught up, the ship broke down, and I almost got captured."

"I see!"

So this was the start of the story?

Though he didn't know what kind of story this was, as the apparent protagonist, with the power of multiple worlds, it definitely wouldn't be the original plot.

"You mean they're still chasing you? And they're almost here?"

"Yeah, it was so close just now—I nearly got caught."

"Hahaha... This is fate."

Shirou puffed out his chest and said with utter seriousness, "From now on, I, Tsukimi Shirou, will protect you! I'll beat back any enemy."

"Huh...? Is Shirou confessing to me?"

"Well..."

If she was the heroine and he was the hero, they'd end up together anyway.

So—

"That's right, I like you!"

"Thank you, I'm so happy! Then, from now on, we're lovers."

So fast! He never thought he'd go from being a single dog to having a girlfriend this quickly.

Just then, a strange creature flew in through the window.

"Lady Lala, I finally found you!"

"Peke, you're safe too! Great!"

"Yeah, luckily the ship didn't leave the atmosphere. Lady Lala, who's that human in pajamas?"

"My lover."

"Huh...? We just met, though."

"We did just meet. Peke, transform."

The strange creature named Peke suddenly floated in midair, instantly morphing into an oddly styled outfit that wrapped around Lala.

"Shirou, this is Peke—the Universal Dress-Up Robot I made."

"Whoa... amazing! So you really are Bulma. Does that mean I'm Son Goku?"

"You like manga too, Shirou?"

"You bet! By 'too,' does that mean Lala's the same?"

"Hehe... I'm the same."

As they spoke, shadows flickered, and two adult men in black suits suddenly appeared in the room, flanking Lala on both sides.

"What a hassle. Looks like before I leave Earth, I'll have to tie you up and restrict your freedom."

Shirou reached out, patted the suited man in front of him on the shoulder, and said flatly:

"Sir, you've dirtied my floor. Would you mind leaving? Otherwise, I won't be polite."

The suited man turned his head, shooting Shirou an annoyed glance:

"This has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle, kid."

"It's not meddling. We may have just met, but Lala and I are already bound for life." Shirou said with a light smile. "So, can you please leave?"

"What?" The suited man quickly looked at Lala. "Lady Lala, is what this Earthling said true?"

Chapter 42: I've Seen This Kind of Story Too Many Times