Barbecue Truth Education

At the barbecue restaurant, Broly had been brought over by Fujimura Taiga for lunch. As he rapidly devoured the meat the young girl grilled and placed onto his plate, he looked through the glass window at a jewelry store across the street.

"Why are you staring at that jewelry store? Do you regret giving back the Sapphire someone gave you in thanks?"

Following the boy's gaze, Fujimura Taiga noticed the jewelry store across the road and could not help asking.

"The Sapphire Sakura's father gave me was top-quality. If I exchanged it for money, it could probably buy lots of meals like this barbecue."

"No, I don't regret it."

Broly shook his head at that.

"I gave that stone to her so she could be happy."

"Then why have you been staring at the jewelry store?"

Fujimura Taiga asked curiously.

"I gave her something, but I haven't given you anything. But I don't have any more stones like that, so I want to go somewhere that has those stones and bring some back for you."

Broly answered the question very seriously. That was also why he had kept looking at the jewelry store after spotting it.

"So you want to buy jewelry for me?"

Fujimura Taiga placed another piece of grilled Pork Belly onto the boy's plate.

"Huh? Do I need money to get those stones?"

While eating the Pork Belly, Broly asked with a frown.

"Generally speaking, yes."

Fujimura Taiga replied.

"Unless you find an ownerless Gem Mine and mine it yourself. That would be an exception."

She added another sentence.

"Then where are there Gem Mines?"

Broly pressed.

"I don't know that."

Fujimura Taiga shook her head and took out the Sapphire to look at it again. Its Ocean Blue color was truly intoxicating.

"Then can I use robbery to get those stones over there?"

Suddenly, Broly pointed at the jewelry store across the street and clenched his little fist as he asked.

"Robbing things is wrong."

Fujimura Taiga began educating him.

"And if it's meant to be a gift, nobody would want Stolen Goods, right? At least I wouldn't."

"Huh, you wouldn't want them?"

Broly froze. Looking at the young girl who could barely put down the Sapphire, he could not tell whether she was telling the truth.

"Of course not. I'm an upright person."

The Young Lady of the Fujimura Family, which had an entirely yakuza background and whose Grandfather had made an Arms Dealing transaction with someone just yesterday, said this.

"Listen, you're still young, but you mustn't go astray and become a bad child."

Fujimura Taiga could tell that Broly was a simple child.

Though there were some problems with his understanding, she did not want him to go astray because of that innocence.

"What is a bad child?"

"A bad child is..."

Fujimura Taiga hurriedly stopped there, because she saw the curious expression on the boy's face.

"Anyway, just remember that you can't casually steal things, and you can't casually rob things either. Otherwise, Older Sister won't be your wife, and I won't grill meat for you anymore."

The Orange-haired Girl said sternly. The idea she was instilling in him—not stealing, not robbing, and being an upright good child—was different from the Saiyan beliefs Paragus had instilled in Broly from childhood.

In the beliefs Paragus had taught him, anything could be taken by force as long as you had the strength, including the throne beneath the king of your own race.

The difference in beliefs left Broly somewhat confused, but with the help of barbecue, he quickly sided with Fujimura Taiga.

To sum it up in one sentence: every word spoken by the wife currently grilling meat for him, Fujimura Taiga, was correct. Broly would nod and agree unconditionally.

As for the traditional Saiyan beliefs his Old Man father Paragus had taught him, there was no need to give them any further consideration under the current circumstances.

At that moment, Broly's brain belonged to the Barbecue Immortal. What Fujimura Taiga said was like truth itself, leaving traces in his mind alongside the delicious grilled meat entering his stomach.

The meal cost nearly 30,000 Yen, and Broly alone had dealt with ninety percent of the meat.

When it came time to pay, the Barbecue Restaurant Owner could only be grateful that his establishment had not been opened as an all-you-can-eat restaurant. Even so, he was sweating profusely.

After returning to the Fujimura Family, Broly, now with nothing to do, suddenly did not know what he should do. When he saw the large tree in the backyard of the Fujimura Residence, its lush green leaves gave him a sense of familiarity, so he climbed it using both hands and feet.

"Not soft at all."

But after reaching the canopy and lying down, Broly discovered that this thing, which looked the same color as Baya's body, was not comfortable to lie on at all.

Go home?

Young Sakura's successful return home, and the joy she had shown so openly when returning, had still affected the young Broly somewhat.

Now that he had nothing to do, Broly began recalling what he used to do during his free time on Vampa.

He would lie on Baya's body and gaze up at Vampa's usually cloudless azure sky. Although the sky overhead was also azure now, there were additional white clouds. On the low-moisture Vampa, that was an exceedingly rare sight.

That cloud looked like the Ice Cream he had just eaten...?!

Broly licked his lips, seeming to savor the dessert he had eaten along with the barbecue.

Fortunately, he had just eaten, so he was not too tempted.

That cloud...

Time passed as he watched the clouds and tried to figure out what they resembled. Gradually, Broly fell asleep atop the tree canopy.

It was not until evening that the aroma of food woke him.

He jumped down from the canopy, unnoticed by anyone.

Following the scent to the Kitchen, Broly looked at the busy Chef inside and thought of Fujimura Taiga coming to call him for breakfast that morning. So he ran back out of the Kitchen.

He came to the room Fujimura Taiga had told him about last night, where he could find her if he needed something. Pulling open the door, he Broke Into the room.

There was a Low Square Table in the tatami-floored bedroom. When Broly entered, the Orange-haired Girl was hunched over the table, writing furiously.

"What are you doing?"

When Broly approached and curiously asked from behind her, Fujimura Taiga was startled. Her Ballpoint Pen slid straight out of one of the squares in her workbook.

"Don't sneak up behind me and suddenly start talking! You'll scare people to death!"

Fujimura Taiga complained as she took out Correction Fluid and began covering the mark caused by her Ballpoint Pen slipping.

"So what exactly are you doing?"

"Homework. I'm a student, after all."

"What is a student?"

"You're doing it again. Kids shouldn't ask so many questions, okay?"

As she spoke, she pulled Broly into her arms and ruffled the boy's hair.

However, considering his situation, Fujimura Taiga still patiently answered his question.

"A student is someone who learns knowledge.

"If people want to survive in this society, they have to learn some knowledge.

"Hmm, Broly, do you want to learn knowledge?"

"Can knowledge be eaten?"

"Knowledge isn't Food, but if you study well, you can attend a good school. If you graduate from a good school, it's easier to find a good job. A good job earns more money, and with more money, you can buy all kinds of Food you like. So I guess it can be eaten, in a way."

Fujimura Taiga guided him patiently.

"Then..."

Broly looked thoughtful. Suddenly, he slipped out of Fujimura Taiga's arms and collapsed to his knees beside the young girl.

"Wife, I want to learn knowledge!"

With his little hands supporting him on the floor, Broly lowered his head and spoke in a dejected manner.

"Huh?!"

Fujimura Taiga stared at him dumbfoundedly, completely unable to understand what the child was suddenly doing. He seemed to be asking for a favor, but it did not look like Dogezu either.

"You don't need to do that. If you want to go to school, I'll just ask Grandfather."

As soon as Fujimura Taiga finished speaking, Broly answered with an "Oh" and promptly stood up.

The information in his head had not deceived him. It had given him a practical method for asking people for things.

Clearly, the Otaku's fragmented memories were acting up again.

A famous Slam Dunk scene had been recreated in the Type-Moon World in this manner.

Unfortunately, probably nobody in this world could get the reference.

"By the way, did you come into my room because you needed something?"

Fujimura Taiga asked.

"I came to call you to eat."

Broly told the truth.

"What, are you afraid to eat alone?"

Fujimura Taiga thought the boy might be afraid of eating with the yakuza members of the Fujimura Group in the Fujimura Residence, who did not look like good people at all.

"No. You came to call me to eat this morning, so I thought I should come call you to eat."

Broly shook his head and stated his real thoughts.

"Huh?!"

Fujimura Taiga froze, then after a while, she hugged the boy.

"Broly, you're just too unfair!"

The young girl rubbed her face against the boy's.

This adorable little-brother type with such an obedient personality was simply too perfect for an only child like her who had expectations for a younger brother.

Though his questions could be rather terrifying and annoying, this child had come to her room in the evening to call her to eat while she was studying, just because she had called him to get up for breakfast that morning.

It might sound ordinary, but that was only for people who had younger brothers and were already used to being called to meals by them.

For her, even if someone cared whether she had eaten, it would be some burly yakuza member, such as Scarface coming to call her.

But look at this Little One giving her kisses, hugs, and cheek rubs. How could Scarface possibly compare?

Fujimura Taiga's Happiness Value steadily rose as she rubbed cheeks with him, only reaching its cap at 55 points.

"Can we go eat now?"

Only then did Broly ask. He did not really understand why the other person was so excited and happy over a single sentence from him.

"Sorry, Older Sister will go eat with you now."

Fujimura Taiga answered with a beaming smile. They had known each other for only a little over a day, but getting along with this child who had no real sense of boundaries felt like having an obedient younger brother by her side.

While the two headed to the dining hall of the Fujimura Residence for dinner, Emiya Kiritsugu, the Mage Killer, was feeling somewhat depressed in the Former Fujimura Residence next door, which had only been sold yesterday.

"Looks like being overly cautious isn't necessarily a good thing."

Yesterday, when he had encountered the Little Girl the Tohsaka Family had adopted out to the Matou Family in the Fujimura Residence, Emiya Kiritsugu had made all sorts of connections in his mind.

Because of this, he had specifically gone to investigate the matter today. Yet before he could uncover anything, the Little Girl the Tohsaka Family had adopted out to the Matou Family had already been sent directly back to the Tohsaka Family.

After thinking it through, Emiya Kiritsugu realized that running into her had probably been a genuine coincidence. It was not that he had been discovered and some conspiracy was closing in on him.

But because of that excessively cautious mindset, he had wasted an entire day of rest. He had already been sleep-deprived, and now things were even worse.

"How about canceling tonight's operation? You should get some sleep."

Hisau Maiya advised from beside him.

"No. In the Holy Grail War, every second counts. Something must have happened between the Tohsaka Family and the Matou Family. While those two families are having problems, I need to quickly deal with that Clock Tower Lord..."

Emiya Kiritsugu rejected Hisau Maiya's suggestion.

When he had first arrived in Fuyuki City, he had devised a fishing plan. He had his wife Irisviel play Saber's Master in the hopes of luring out enemies and eliminating them.

The good news was that enemies had indeed taken the bait. The bad news was that nearly every enemy who could come had come, and one of them had even casually revealed his true identity.

Of course, none of that was important. What mattered was that the first enemy to take the bait, that Lancer, was a formidable spearman.

His martial skill was astonishing. He had actually injured Saber, the legendary King Arthur, wounding Emiya Kiritsugu's Servant's hand. Furthermore, because the spear of the other side's Noble Phantasm carried a high-level Curse, it could not be healed.

His opening fishing attempt had failed, and instead his Servant had been weakened by an enemy Servant's cursed Debuff. It was an extremely painful situation.

Therefore, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald—the highly capable Lord of the Clock Tower's Mineralogy Department, a tough opponent in this Holy Grail War—had become a high-priority target for Emiya Kiritsugu's side.

More importantly, that Lord with exceptional Magecraft Proficiency seemed to hold ordinary methods in great contempt.

After arriving in Fuyuki City, he had ostentatiously chosen a Grand Hotel, rented out the top two floors, and transformed them into a Magecraft Workshop fortress with extremely formidable defenses.

Using normal Magician methods, it would certainly be difficult to attack it. But what if he used ordinary methods instead?

Among the supplies Emiya Kiritsugu had procured were large quantities of detonators and explosives. He wanted that Clock Tower Lord to properly experience Mother Earth's deep love—gravity!