But in the eyes of Archer from "another Emiya," everything Bai did was basically like slapping a label that read "I'M FUCKING EMIYA SHIROU" right onto her forehead.
And the effect was outstanding.
Archer had now fallen into intense self-doubt.
Bai was pronounced "Shiro," while Shirou was pronounced "Shirou." In Japanese, there was basically no difference.
"Emiya Bai... Emiya Shirou...?"
It wasn't a coincidence.
It absolutely wasn't a coincidence.
In fact, the moment Archer saw her, somewhere deep inside, he had already vaguely sensed it.
—That was Emiya Shirou.
Without a doubt, himself from this timeline.
"No, no, no. Impossible, absolutely impossible. What is this? Some malicious joke from the world? Or did my mind break along with everything else when I was summoned?"
"Archer?"
Having suddenly been criticized by Archer again, Rin was rather unhappy now too.
"Honestly..."
Archer was currently experiencing a feeling that was difficult to describe.
An unparalleled shock was churning through his mind.
And despite being a Servant, he was now feeling an indescribable stomachache.
This was practically the most severe blow to his understanding of reality since becoming a Guardian.
After his memories had gradually returned, Archer had entertained countless possibilities.
The bickering after arriving at the school had, in truth, also been part of his process of mentally preparing himself.
He had considered that another version of himself might still cling to the ideal of justice, continuing his meaningless training to become an "ally of justice."
He had also imagined that the other might have already given up on becoming a hero and taken another path.
He had even fantasized that perhaps he could lend his power to that "person" who had already found their own path and lived as their true self.
He had even considered the possibility that this version of