Chapter 138

In that instant, Croissant's thoughts raced, and scenes of her time with Shirou flashed through her mind.

It's hopeless, just electrocute it.

She and Nene are such mischievous people, it's really because Shirou has a good temper Shirou he didn't kill them.

Sigh... Life is tough!

Why is it so hard to just live a life where you wake up and eat, and eat your fill and then sleep again?

"Hmm... clinging to Shirou's leg and begging him not to leave?"

After thinking for a moment, Exusiai shared her thoughts and received caring glances from the other three.

"Don't look at me like you're looking for someone with intellectual disabilities! Otherwise, tell me if you have any good ideas."

Seeing everyone's gaze, Exusiai spoke loudly.

"What method?"

Shirou, who was playing a puzzle game with the boss, turned around and looked at the four of them after hearing the noise.

"It's nothing, you guys continue chatting, we'll be going now!"

Croissant a panic, Croissant hurriedly pulled the other three away.

As a croissant with Dolypod and heavy armor, Croissant possesses considerable strength. Combined with her own unique superhuman strength, pulling the three away is effortless for her.

With Shirou looking completely bewildered, the four of them left.

"They left in such a hurry? I don't remember they ate much, did they?"

Looking towards the main entrance and then at the table where there seemed to be quite a bit of food left, Shirou felt something was off.

That shouldn't be the case. Even though the owner ordered a lot, there shouldn't be so much left over.

Or did he misjudge how much they could eat? They usually forced themselves to eat their fill?

If that's the case, then that would be bad.

Or perhaps the food here doesn't suit my taste?

As the group hurriedly left, Shirou's first thought was about their unusually large appetite that day.

"Idiot."

Upon hearing that Shirou's concern was not about anything else but about food, the Emperor cursed.

He didn't even need to use his great and brilliant brain to think about this problem; even a fool could tell that what they were thinking about was the Knights of the Round Table.

"Um?"

Shirou, who had been scolded by his boss for some reason, snapped out of his thoughts.

Although he didn't know why, Shirou still learned from other people that the boss was the type who was particularly sharp-tongued.

Shirou already knew this from the conversation between the boss and Mr. Wei. The boss was particularly powerful when he cursed and even used rhyming rap, which made Shirou realize that there was such a way to curse.

It was truly an eye-opening experience.

However, it wasn't so comfortable when it happened to him, but it was still within Shirou's acceptable range.

So he only looked at his boss with a puzzled expression.

"Heh, kid, you'd better watch out. You're not having an easy time from now on."

Faced with Shirou's questioning gaze, the Emperor grabbed the wine bottle, jumped off the chair, and prepared to leave.

"Ah, I'll figure out a way to handle things with the Knights of the Round Table."

After all, Shirou had just been talking to his boss about the Knights of the Round Table, so he thought his boss was saying that life in the Knights of the Round Table was not easy.

"... Pack up the food on the table yourself. You can decide whether to throw it away or take it to someone else. I'm leaving now."

Upon hearing Shirou's words, the Emperor's lips twitched slightly, and he told Shirou to deal with the remaining food on the table himself.

That's what they said, but the meaning was already quite clear, so clear that even Shirou could tell that his boss meant for him to take it to the children to eat.

As for the Emperor himself, he was so angry with Wei Yanwu and Shirou that he had no appetite.

"Thank you, boss."

As he watched his boss walk away, Shirou shouted.

Then he began to prepare to clear the food off the table in front of him.

Although there was nothing to store it in, it wasn't a problem for Shirou, who possessed Projection Magic.

Several large bento boxes Projection onto the screen, and Shirou carefully placed the food inside.

As for the Knights of the Round Table or other issues, Shirou doesn't care about them at the moment.

After all, that's a matter for later. Plus, he's just resolved a major incident, so Shirou doesn't want to spend too much time thinking about other things right now.

For now, just focus on what's in front of you.

"Phew... that's quite a lot."

After dividing the food into portions for a while, Shirou finally put the items neatly into the bento box.

It filled four large bento boxes, roughly the amount of food for two meals when Shirou cooked Penguin Logistics for five people.

Although it looks like a lot, if you take it to Fuyuki Store, it's just enough for people to have a few bites to try.

But that's enough.

Shirou's biggest problem right now is, how do he take it over?

"Hmm... it's inconvenient to carry or ride a bike with, so how about we bring out a trailer?"

Based on his usual methods of movement, Shirou felt that none of them were very convenient, and these four bento boxes were indeed a bit too big.

Just as Shirou was considering whether to borrow a trailer, the door to the room was pushed open.

"It seems you've finished packing."

Isv's tone was quite flat, much like someone who had worked overtime to the point of despair.

"Ah? It's Isv?"

Shirou, who was feeling troubled, turned around when he heard the sound and saw Isv dressed in a black suit.

At first, I didn't recognize it. This was mainly because Shirou was used to Isv's voice in the headphones, and Isv's voice sounded weak and listless now, so it's normal that I didn't recognize it.

"Of course it's me. I'll drive you there. I have some things I need to do in the Slums myself."

I don't know why Shirou was so surprised, but Isv 'm too lazy to think about it.

He only slept for a total of fifteen minutes in the past two days, spending the rest of the time busy with work.

I feel healthy, but if I continue like this, I'll eventually die suddenly.

These days of unlimited overtime are almost over, and the progress of the investigation at night jumped by leaps and bounds.

At least they've caught who's in charge, so he doesn't have to search aimlessly like before. He can focus his attention elsewhere.

As for Shirou, he can continue doing his own thing. After all, what he does at night is more like patrolling than investigating.

"That's great, thank you for your help."

Upon hearing that there was a car available, Shirou immediately abandoned all of his previous options.

"No, by the way, what was the result of your discussion just now? It's okay if you don't want to say, I'm just habitually gathering information."

While helping Isv get two bento Shirou, Is asked what was going on.

Although he always thought about planting a bug to eavesdrop on Shirou and Wei Yanwu's conversations, Wei Yanwu was, after all, the ruler of Lungmen. Isv could only think about it briefly, and he didn't dare to actually do it.

"It's nothing much, they just want me to stay at the Knights of the Round Table for a few days, but the boss said there are a lot of people there who have their eyes on me... I don't know what that means."

Shirou and Isv entered the elevator together.

For Shirou at present, Isv can be considered trustworthy. In addition, Is is also his colleague or superior in Penguin Logistics, so there should be no problem in revealing this matter.

Anyway, when he goes to the Knights of the Round Table, they will find out anyway.

"How many days will you be at the Knights of the Round Table?"

Upon hearing this, Isv's headache disappeared, and his spirits lifted.

As the Emperor's intelligence source, he naturally knew how many people in the Shirou Knights of the Round Table; at least three, to be exact.

They are Swire, Hoshiguma, and Chen.

Why do I say "at least"?

Every time Shirou delivered a bento box, the Knights of the Round Table personnel sitting nearby would be drooling with envy.

They always say that if they ever meet the bento maker, they should definitely build a good relationship with them and then mooch a bento for them, or even better, mooch a whole table of bento.

Don't ask about the source of the information; the answer is that the Knights of the Round Table's surveillance system is too weak for him.

After all, he's someone who can hack into the Knights of the Round Table's computers and obtain data.

"Yes, it's only been a few days, but everyone reacted very strongly when they heard about it."

Shirou nodded and continued.

I know Penguin Logistics and the Knights of the Round Table don't get along, but it shouldn't be to this extent, right?

"Hehe."

Right Isv, all I want is to travel to a few days in the future as soon as possible to watch this grand spectacle.

141 the Red Demon of Longmen

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

The days passed quickly, and today Penguin Logistics dormitory received a Knights of the Round Table uniform jacket and a Knights of the Round Table work permit.

"So how exactly did they know my size without taking my measurements?"

After checking the size of the coat, Shirou knew it was a size he could wear.

It was a little small, a bit tight, similar to the jacket he was wearing now.

This made him want to complain. It seemed that Penguin Logistics was the same way, suddenly bringing over clothes that looked like they fit perfectly.

So how did you know my size?

"Have you forgotten? When you were unconscious, we had to call a doctor and do a simple physical examination."

Exusiai was standing to the side, put her foot on Croissant's leg and was scrolling through her phone while talking.

At that time, some basic checks were done, and it was determined that Shirou had only suffered a major shock and was unconscious. He was expected to wake up soon.

Indeed, that was the case. Shirou woke up that very day and even had the energy to clean up the place. Then, the boss took a liking to him and brought him over to be a housekeeper.

It has to be said that, from Exusiai's current perspective, the decision made by the boss is simply the best investment.

"Oh... I see. But it's still too small. It seems like it should be replaced."

After taking off the coat he had tried on, Shirou had no intention of sending it to the dry cleaners.

It's a bit tight, after all.

Unlike the material of the Penguin Logistics jacket, it is still comfortable to wear even if it is small.

However, the material of the Knights of the Round Table jacket seems to be of poor quality; it's a little too small, making it somewhat uncomfortable to move around in.

So Shirou plans to change to a larger size later.

"Too small?"

Texas, who was sitting opposite Shirou reading a book and eating dessert, looked puzzled upon hearing Shirou's words.

She remembered that when Shirou wore the Penguin Logistics jacket, he said it fit him well, even a little big. How come the jacket was too small for the Knights of the Round Table?

Or is it because different manufacturers produce products of the same size that may have slight variations?

"Yeah, all my clothes have shrunk a size recently, so I'll have to find some time to buy some new ones."

Shirou changed back into his usual clothes and said with a helpless expression.

He had anticipated this, since they were still growing, but he hadn't expected them to grow so fast.

"You've gotten stronger? No... Shirou, you've grown taller?"