Fu Yuan: I Don't Want to Work Hard Anymore (For Real)

Wu Shuang Sect, Southern Border

The Sect Master, who had not managed affairs for a long time, suddenly returned. The entire sect did not make much of a fuss, after all, this was Peerless Lady's sect. No one dared to cause trouble here.

And at this moment, the Sect Master they both feared and revered was teasing a little boy?

"Senior Sister!" Fu Yuan suddenly complained. Hadn't she said there were many problems here? Why had he done nothing but eat ever since coming here?!

Fortunately, no matter how much he ate, he did not gain weight. Otherwise, his little belly would have started growing round by now.

"Don't be so impatient, Junior Disciple Brother. Didn't I say I had a surprise for you?" Su Mei watched Fu Yuan finally lose his patience. She was not flustered in the slightest and instead continued teasing him with a confident smile.

"Hmph! Don't treat me like a child!" Fu Yuan grew even more dissatisfied when he saw her expression.

Seeing this, Su Mei stopped teasing him. Instead, she mysteriously went out and brought back something wrapped in gorgeous silk, then waved it twice before him.

"Ta-da! Junior Disciple Brother, want to guess what this is?" As she spoke, Su Mei deliberately raised the item higher to keep Fu Yuan from reaching it.

"Mm..." After jumping up and failing to snatch—or even touch—it, Fu Yuan stopped entertaining other little schemes and began seriously considering what could make his Senior Sister take this so seriously.

"Is it my Xuanyuan Sword?" After thinking for a long time, he finally gave the answer he considered most likely.

After all, Senior Sister had kept hold of his Xuanyuan Sword under the excuse of engraving a name onto the sword blank.

(Xuanyuan Sword: a mass-produced divine weapon from the Previous Era. There were roughly a thousand of them. The protagonist's sword had just been completed and had not yet been named when humanity entered the final battle against The End. No need to remember much about it; it would not appear again later anyway.)

Su Mei's mouth twitched, and her expression turned somewhat helpless. If he guessed it right away, that would not be fun at all.

But since he had guessed it, there was no need for any more little tricks. She openly pulled away the silk, revealing the exquisitely crafted sword beneath.

"There, your Xuanyuan Sword! I've already engraved its name." Su Mei suddenly looked at Fu Yuan with a grin again, as though she were anticipating something.

Fu Yuan did not notice his Senior Sister's expression. Instead, he excitedly accepted the weapon he had not even gotten the chance to touch before, then eagerly looked toward the hilt.

Lian Su

It was a very strange name, strange enough to make the already somewhat abnormal Fu Yuan even more abnormal.

He suddenly shyly collapsed onto the table, making strange noises with his face flushed bright red. Who knew what he was thinking about?

Su Mei watched Fu Yuan with great interest. Though she had imagined this countless times in her mind, when the moment truly came, it was indeed exciting!

She lightly poked Junior Disciple Brother's crimson cheek. Her playful mood suddenly surged, and she pressed her rosy lips close to Fu Yuan's ear, gently blowing on it as she spoke in a soft, seductive voice.

"Do you like this surprise, little cutie~?"

Fu Yuan's entire face burned red, as though steam were about to rise from his head. Senior Sister was so forward today!

Knock.

"Sect Master, the Five Poisons Sect Leader requests an audience."

A knock suddenly came from outside. It was very light, as though the visitor feared disturbing those inside.

Su Mei's cheerful expression suddenly turned cold, but she immediately put on her customary smile again. Looking at Junior Disciple Brother, who was still playing ostrich, she tapped on the table, reminding the little cutie while preparing to deal with the thing outside first.

"Now, don't run around. I'll go deal with something first and be back soon."

Only after a long while, when the footsteps gradually faded away, did Fu Yuan slowly raise his head. The blush on his face had clearly not faded yet, making him look rather adorable.

He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword before him. Oh, it had a name now—Lian Su. Mm... just thinking about that name made him so embarrassed! What would Master, Senior Brother, and Senior Sister think when he returned to the mountain?!

Thinking of that, he dejectedly poked at his fingers. At the same time, he suddenly remembered the names he had originally wanted to give this sword.

What had they been again? Great Illusory Dream, All Phenomena, Death Frenzy, or perhaps Conviction? He seemed to have considered Evil Eye of the Tyrant King too!

He remembered Senior Sister immediately snatching the sword away back then, saying she would engrave a name for him. And that engraving had taken more than half a year.

He had originally thought that if Senior Sister wanted it, he would not mind giving it to her. He had not expected it to return to his hands today, and in such a manner.

Mm...

He was still so embarrassed!

Fu Yuan: I Don't Want to Work Hard Anymore (For Real)

Fu Yuan's Diary:

First Day as a Heroic Spirit

'Today was a very strange day. I had thought I was definitely going to die, but for some unknown reason, I came to a world that was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.'

'And I very honorably became a Heroic Spirit. Faced with that situation, I was quite panicked at the time. Fortunately, Senior Sister was still here.'

'But a new problem soon arose. Perhaps because the world's system was not very compatible, or perhaps simply because I was too strong, this Spirit Core obtained from who knew where could not withstand me. As a result, I was split into three equal parts.'

'Mm... it was a very strange experience, strange enough that I even started not wanting to die.'

'Oh, right. I also met several new friends today. Among them, the child named Illya was so well-behaved that it made one's heart ache. Growing up amid such complicated family relationships must have been painful, right? Oh, and she probably still did not know how different she was from other children.'

Fu Yuan stopped writing. Thinking of Little Illya, who only revealed her childish nature around her parents, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted, as though he had suddenly recalled something interesting.

Fu Yuan's Diary:

Second Day as a Heroic Spirit

'Yesterday, I already did everything I could do at present. Their futures should be better than before, right?'

At this point, Fu Yuan hesitated before finally adding a question mark at the end.

'This was my first time coming into contact with my other forms. It was interesting: a period of time I had nearly forgotten, and a personality so obsessive it was suffocating.'

'But fortunately, for Senior Sister, this was also the easiest form to handle. And when dealing with others, he was merely arrogant.'

'Worth mentioning was that my initial form, at 158 centimeters, was actually still afraid of thunder. It inexplicably made me nostalgic, nostalgic for the version of myself who had someone by my side.'

As Fu Yuan wrote this, the pen in his hand suddenly stopped. His expression was calm, and in the end, as though nothing had happened, he continued writing.

'Worth mentioning was that I really seem to have been underestimated!... Finally, I am no longer the one standing at the very front. It feels a little strange all of a sudden.'

'Not having to carry everything on my shoulders, being like an idiot who simply does whatever others tell me, not needing to worry about so much... it really is corrupting.'

'Today was happy too!'

Fu Yuan's Diary:

Third Day as a Heroic Spirit

'Something major happened today. I fulfilled the dream of who knew how many shut-ins and personally created a beautiful girl... Though it caused some trouble too, it was nothing serious.'

'Two of the tasks I had planned to treat as side quests seem to have been completed! Sakura was just as pitiful as I imagined, pitiful enough that one could notice her abnormality at first glance.'

'Mm... I should take better care of her. I'll spare a little time from the days I planned to spend having fun.'

'...Little Kallen is still uncertain, but it should work, right?'

At this point, Fu Yuan's mouth suddenly twitched. Kallen really was so popular! Just like that white-haired girl from five hundred years ago.

'Mm... today, I finally experienced the legendary Soul Massage again after so long! It hurt, but it did not seem quite as unbearable as I expected.'

After writing this, Fu Yuan suddenly flipped his diary to the last page and marked Kariya Matou's and Sakura Matou's names with a checkmark.

Seriously, it was only bodily modification in the end. Even Kariya Matou's severe condition was merely an overdraft of his life force. How could it possibly be that difficult?! They really underestimated him too much!

'Oh, right. Today, I purified the soul of a Fallen Hero. It gave me the feeling that the rabbit dies and the fox grieves... The end of a hero? No, this was the Salvation of a lost hero.'

Pitiful, tragic, but not worthy of forgiveness.

Fu Yuan's Diary:

Fourth Day as a Heroic Spirit

When I woke up this morning, I inexplicably felt weak, a little uncomfortable?

He used magical energy to write the newest entry in his diary, then slowly closed it.

"A Yuan, are you awake?"

A voice suddenly called from outside the door. It was probably Irisviel.

Fu Yuan had gotten up very early today. Normally, he should not have heard anyone asking, right?

What kind of expression would Irisviel make when she saw him leave his room?

Fu Yuan suddenly thought about it with some amusement. Then, he briskly tidied up the room. Looking at the clean room, he inexplicably laughed before opening the door as usual.

Just as he was about to reach the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something. His little hand lightly waved behind him, and the diary on the table gradually returned to his Spirit Core.

Noble Phantasm:

Fu Yuan's Diary (E): A diary without any special function. It could only serve the purpose a diary should serve in everyday life.

Logically speaking, a Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasms should all be fixed. Something extra like this should have been impossible. But this Spirit Core embarrassing itself was hardly a first, and with Senior Sister's research, Fu Yuan felt like he had completely figured this thing out.

It had to be said that this Noble Phantasm was useless. It could not even function as a storage ring. To stabilize this Noble Phantasm, Fu Yuan had given up Void Grip.

Judging solely by value, it was certainly not worth it. But it did not have much impact on him anyway. Heh, he was just having fun.

If Heavenly Fire Self-Destruction still had not been useful, his first thought would have been to replace that with this. Unfortunately, Heavenly Fire was needed to stop certain people from flipping the table.

'Sigh, life is hard. Fu Yuan sighed!'

'Then what about the Third Magic? Combined with the inherent properties of the Black Mud within the Holy Grail, there should be no problem restoring you to the strength you had in life, right, Junior Disciple Brother?'

At that moment, Su Mei suddenly made a suggestion. Her tone was very sincere, even somewhat gentle.

Fu Yuan, who had already pushed open the door, suddenly froze. Then he quickly reacted and said with a self-mocking smile.

'Why should the dead cling to the Mortal World?'

He did not want to live. He was truly tired, so tired that even after realizing something was wrong with him, he had no motivation to change.

Orderly or orderly, chaotic or otherwise, he truly did not want to continue anymore.

That helplessness, being able only to watch things happen. Even if he struggled until he was covered in wounds, he could accomplish nothing.

'Mm, Junior Brother can decide for himself. Senior Sister will always stay with you.' Su Mei's voice was calm, as though she had long known this would happen.

Still, she could not help feeling somewhat regretful. She had finally gotten a chance to keep Junior Disciple Brother all to herself.

"A Yuan? Are you alright?" Irisviel waved a hand before Fu Yuan's unfocused eyes. She was puzzled and worried.

It was not that she found it strange that Fu Yuan looked absent-minded. She mainly found it suspicious that he had woken up so early today!

Looking at his spotless room, as though it had just been cleaned, could it be that he had not slept at all?!

Fu Yuan tilted his head in confusion and looked at Irisviel. Was waking up early not a good thing? Why was she making such a big fuss over it?!

"Irisviel... where are we going?" After breakfast, Fu Yuan still followed behind Irisviel as they wandered around.

Looking at the luxury car that had already driven to the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Fu Yuan's eyes were filled with confusion.

Then, inspiration struck him, and he seemed to have guessed the truth.

"Has Irisviel figured it out? Are you planning to divorce Kiritsugu?!"

Fu Yuan suddenly thought of something else and frowned worriedly.

"But, but the Command Spells are with Kiritsugu. Bringing me along won't help, Irisviel."

Irisviel's expression was extremely complicated. You truly were the number one source of surprises!

But there was no helping it. When dealing with a child like this, of course she had to be tolerant. She smiled lightly and said,

"No, though I would like to do that. Still, shouldn't we give him one last chance?"

Then she naturally pressed the accelerator again. Feeling the fierce wind rush against her face, the unhappiness of the past few days seemed to scatter away with it.

Before Fu Yuan could speak, she quickly explained herself.

"This time, we're going to Kanbuchi City to make a deal with the Aozaki Family. It's nearby, so nothing will go wrong!"

Because the wind around them was so loud, Irisviel practically had to shout, making her look a little silly.

"Oh! I! Got! It!" Fu Yuan quickly adapted to local customs, cupping both hands around his mouth like a megaphone and shouting back.

But Fu Yuan secretly braced himself. A future Grand Servant! A terrible personality! A noble family background! Tch! This was going to be troublesome!

Fu Yuan did not believe the other side would honestly proceed with a transaction. After all, it was a completely new system—something no Magus could possibly resist.

But him? Fighting was what he feared least!