Hm! Absolutely certain!
"Alright..."
Fu Hua thought Fu Yuan was right. If they didn't keep an eye on him, something was bound to go wrong.
Like skipping class...
"Afu wants to go too."
After the matter was settled, Astolfo also raised his hand eagerly. He had clearly already thought it through, and looked rather excited.
"..."
Go where you ghost! Where were you when we needed you earlier!
But once the words were out, taking them back would seem rather shameless...
"Red A, you... never mind."
Master and Afu at least looked young on the outside. As for Red A... it was hard to put into words.
"..."
I feel subtly targeted... But they did need someone to look after the house, even though with no one watching, presumably no fool would dare attack this group anyway.
After all, the moment the two Fu Yuans announced they were entering the war, the winning condition had already changed to killing the Servant rather than the Master. Fu Yuan was simply too strong...
So strong that even those madmen, once beaten into submission, didn't dare entertain any foolish ideas.
Making me look like some kind of bad guy...
Fu Yuan spent two minutes conjuring up two schoolbags, then through the effect of Strength Creates Miracles, turned them into solid objects—the tangible kind, not creation out of thin air!
It looked more like the state of Projection Magic after it had been solidified, but as long as it was practical, that was fine.
Then he casually copied all of his own textbooks as well.
Fu Hua looked thoughtful.
"Tada!"
Fu Yuan's actions looked a bit silly, but Afu still happily ran over to take his schoolbag.
With this stunt, everyone else who had originally wanted to say something stopped with the words stuck