Troublesome Child from Honkai in Type-Moon

"What do you think it's because of?"

Kiritsugu Emiya looked at Fu Yuan, who had clearly discovered something, and as if he had forgotten past lessons, began to ask with some anticipation.

"I don't know."

Fu Yuan felt like he was being very supportive. Crap, what if I'm actually getting smarter?

Kiritsugu Emiya's mouth twitched, but inexplicably, he didn't feel too disappointed.

Fu Yuan didn't pay attention to Kiritsugu Emiya's reaction. Instead, his small nose twitched, and then he became happy.

He very conscientiously ran into the kitchen to help move things, completely forgetting he was a Heroic Spirit.

As breakfast was almost finished, Irisviel looked at the dejected Kiritsugu Emiya with obvious worry. However, she couldn't help with this kind of problem.

Fu Yuan ate the last bite on his plate with great satisfaction, even though according to etiquette, the last bite shouldn't be eaten!

It was only then that he noticed his dejected Master. Full and satisfied, his brain was clearly working better!

"Oh, right! When I was at the hospital before, I ran into Fat Tiger!"

Kiritsugu Emiya seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration. As for who Fat Tiger was, he pieced it together from Fu Yuan's usual casual remarks and figured it must be that King of Heroes.

So, the alliance I made isn't just known to that Priest who has already withdrawn!

(Although Kiritsugu Emiya noticed something was wrong this time, he still didn't know that Kirei Kotomine's Heroic Spirit was still around.)

He felt as if a burden had been lifted, even though this was bad news.

Then, just as he had sorted out all the threads and was preparing to make a new plan, Fu Yuan seemed to remember something and added.

"Yes, the Priest knows too, but his Heroic Spirit is very weak."

Kiritsugu Emiya gradually fell silent. What the hell!

The Assassin really isn't dead!

And you didn't remember such a big deal! Are you useless?!

Just as he was about to mock Fu Yuan, Fu Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something else and continued.

"Hmm... When I, Irisviel, and Kariya Matou formed an alliance, it was near Lancer's base, wasn't it?"

Fu Yuan said this with some uncertainty, but from the Sorcery aura he sensed from that hotel, only Kaineth could have set it up, right?

However, Kaineth at that time, although he noticed the traces of battle below, did not investigate because of his wife. He just assumed it was two Heroic Spirits fighting.

He had no idea about their alliance.

Kiritsugu Emiya felt like an idiot for the past few days, thinking that no one else knew about his alliance with Kariya Matou.

Fu Yuan suddenly clenched his right fist and hit his left hand, as if he had remembered something important.

"I also sensed Rider's aura! Well, that's all."

Although Rider and the others clearly didn't sense him because his perception range was very wide, it was still a possibility, so he mentioned it.

Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly slapped himself, feeling like the person who thought he had the world in his hands a few days ago was a complete fool!

He looked at Fu Yuan with some displeasure, blaming him as the culprit for his idiotic actions.

Kariya Matou took a long, long time to sort out what Kiritsugu Emiya had said earlier. Now, looking at the clearly depressed Kiritsugu Emiya, he added a confused blow.

"So, aren't we waiting? Didn't you say we should wait for them to fight first?"

Kiritsugu Emiya turned back and glared at him. Wait for what! If we wait any longer, they'll be attacking us!

Kiritsugu Emiya's expression turned somewhat grim. It seemed the first battle of the Holy Grail War would be initiated by him.

This completely went against his previous principle of low-profile action.

(Principle of low-profile action: 1. If it's impossible to keep a low profile, then kill all witnesses. Then I'm still a low-profile Magus Killer!)

"Get ready! We're going to start the first battle tonight!"

Kiritsugu Emiya's tone suddenly became serious, or rather, back to his normal self.

"Of course, S-rank Valkyrie of Schicksal, Fu Yuan, awaits your command."

Fu Yuan, uncharacteristically serious, struck a pose he hadn't used in a long time.

But Kiritsugu Emiya clearly didn't appreciate it and instead glared at him fiercely.

Fu Yuan, sensing all of this, pouted slightly in dissatisfaction.

What kind of person is this! I'm supporting you!

He never expected Kiritsugu Emiya to become like this because of him. After all, those things were nothing in Fu Yuan's eyes.

"King, what's wrong?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at Gilgamesh, who had been standing in the courtyard for some time, with some confusion.

Gilgamesh's demeanor now was clearly different from his usual self.

"Get ready, Tokiomi. The stage play is ending."

The feminized Gilgamesh was noticeably less chuunibyou, showing subtle signs of potentially becoming serious.

However, she was still very chuunibyou.

Upon hearing this, Tokiomi Tohsaka became somewhat excited, but quickly suppressed the emotion.

As long as the battle wasn't initiated by them, victory was assured! With the Assassin hidden in the shadows and the King of Heroes, his long-held wish might finally be realized.

Or rather, the shared wish of all Magus: to reach The Root.

"Teacher Kirei, is it necessary to be so vigilant? Isn't there still a day left?"

Waver looked at Kirei setting up Sorcery everywhere, clearly not understanding the need for such seriousness.

With the two of them combined, weren't they already invincible!

If not for the alliance, or rather, because of Rider, Kirei wouldn't even deign to speak to him right now.

But it didn't matter, as long as Rider could contribute normally.

Chapter 46: Great luck! Chicken dinner tonight?!

Naturally, Irisviel and the others didn't need to join this excursion; even Maiya was asked to stay behind.

Irisviel: Is something wrong?

Fortunately, Illya and the others, having had several days of unrestrained fun, weren't throwing any childish tantrums.

The other four handsome men were helping Kiritsugu Emiya pack his provisions at the castle gates.

Fu Yuan stood at the front of Einsbern Castle, his expression calm. Most noticeable was the Crimson Feather Fan he held as he gazed at the sky.

"Saber, do you also understand the art of stargazing?"

After Irisviel stayed to watch the children, Kariya Matou consciously took on the role of the supportive observer.

However, in this regard, he was just as clueless as Irisviel!

Fu Yuan's expression clearly became proud upon hearing this. He could confidently state:

He had studied it!

Even though he hadn't mastered it.

But at the very least, he knew how to strike a pose and what essential equipment was needed.

He wore a profoundly mysterious smile and gently waved the fan in his hand. As Kiritsugu Emiya unpleasantly sensed his Magic draining, The wind began to blow!

After completing the preliminary steps, Fu Yuan seriously gazed at the few stars visible in the sky, his expression a little complex.

However, this hint of complexity was quickly suppressed. He waved the fan forward, drawing the Magic in the air.

Eight characters appeared in the sky.

"Great luck! Chicken dinner tonight?!"

Kariya Matou, playing along, showed a look of confusion. Although it seemed impressive, Berserker's emotions, transmitted through the Command Spells, seemed somewhat disdainful.

"...Had enough playing, we can go now."

Kiritsugu Emiya glanced at the pocket watch he wore. While time wasn't pressing, he didn't intend to waste any more time here.

Fu Yuan pouted, then snapped the fan in his hand shut. With a casual flick, it transformed into a metal fan reflecting the moonlight.

Noble Phantasm:

[Fu Yuan's Magic Fan] (E)

A fan for performing magic tricks?

Kariya Matou looked at the seemingly sharp fan and couldn't help but marvel at how many Noble Phantasms Saber had.

Although he could sense Berserker's emotions growing even more disdainful.

Lancelot, entirely black with only his terrifyingly red eyes providing color, was clearly uninterested in such flashy things.

He could pick up a random stone from the roadside, and its rank would be higher than this, though it would quickly revert to being ordinary after being thrown.

"I feel like Saber has so many Noble Phantasms!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuan's lips clearly curved into a smug smile. Ah, this! I suddenly don't miss Irisviel anymore!

How could anyone be so perfect as a supportive observer!

Fu Yuan clearly lowered his head shyly, though the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed.

"I'm ashamed, truly ashamed. It took me a whole three minutes to craft a fan like this."

Though he spoke words of false modesty, his expression was clearly triumphant.

Even though for this brief one-to-two-minute performance, he had painfully discarded [Fu Yuan's Diary] (E).

But the others don't know!

"Amazing!"

This was Kariya Matou's heartfelt exclamation. Although Saber could be unreliable at times, she truly had many tricks up her sleeve.

Kiritsugu Emiya also looked at Fu Yuan with clear surprise upon hearing this. As far as he understood, Saber had no reason to lie about something like this.

This meant he had really created a Noble Phantasm in just three minutes, even if it didn't look very impressive.

"So, what's this Noble Phantasm good for?"

Kariya Matou voiced the thoughts of everyone present, though he was simply curious.

Fu Yuan silently took a breath.

'Irisviel, it's not that you're not alluring enough, it's just that Uncle Kariya is too much!'

'I'm sorry, Irisviel,'

'Hehe! If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely show off in front of Uncle Kariya!'

"Actually, it's not that useful."

"It can just unleash destructive power close to an A-rank Noble Phantasm when needed."

Despite his mind racing with thoughts, Fu Yuan maintained a dissatisfied expression on the surface, as if such power was beneath his notice.

As for how to unleash A-rank destructive power, it was simple: self-destruction. Even at a lower rank, it was still a Noble Phantasm.

Its status was fixed, and with the world's rules bolstering it, it was shamelessly powerful!

Oh, right, the other white-haired individual from the future Fifth Holy Grail War used this as his signature move.

The one who reacted most strongly to this statement was the dark Lancelot. He simply couldn't believe that such a weak Noble Phantasm could unleash such high power.

However, his no longer noble character still allowed him to maintain his basic aloofness, and he remained silent.