Boiled Green Pepper

"Principal, what's that child's background?"

"He was sent over by the Fujimura Group."

"Huh? Isn't that the yakuza? Can't we persuade him to leave?"

"When this school was first established, the Fujimura Group helped us quite a bit. Even now, they donate money to the school every year to support our educational efforts."

The principal did not say much, but his meaning was clear enough: Broly could not be persuaded to leave.

"Then how about transferring him to another class?"

"Forget it. There are only so many First Grade students in our school. No matter how we switch them around, they'll still be in the same pot."

"What about moving him up a grade? Although that child's academic ability isn't enough, older children are more mature and less likely to be affected by him."

After discussing it for a while, the teachers responsible for teaching the First Grade primary school students looked toward the principal, hoping he would Make a Decision.

Unable to understand why these teachers wanted to dump the problem on someone else, the principal decided to personally witness the transfer student's abilities that afternoon.

Then, after the first afternoon class, the primary school principal understood. He finally understood the First Grade teachers' difficulties.

Teaching Broly truly gave people an indescribable sense of terror. The entire classroom was steeped in a stifling atmosphere. Only that child kept asking all kinds of questions, while the teacher at the podium struggled to deal with the strange questions that kept branching out from his mouth.

There was only one reason for this bizarre scene: Broly had subconsciously treated studying as if he were sparring with his Old Man father, Paragus. In the process, he unconsciously released his own confrontational aura.

He did not bear any hostility himself, but ordinary people could not withstand that aura. A brief exposure was no big deal, but a class lasted forty minutes. Whether students or teachers, anyone continuously covered by that aura would feel an inexplicable pressure in their hearts.

So, strictly speaking, those First Grade primary school teachers had not been driven to the brink by Broly's strange questions.

Rather, Broly's aura had treated them as its primary Lock targets, causing them to crack under the barrage of tricky and bizarre questions.

"Fine. Let's move that child up a grade and see what happens."

The principal of Branch 1 Elementary School in Fuyuki Outskirts rubbed his temples and agreed to the First Grade teachers' desire to pass the problem along.

Thus, on the very first day Broly became a First Grade primary school student, he successfully skipped ahead and became a Second Grade primary school student.

"Everyone, during the final class this afternoon, our class will welcome a new student. He will study together with us during this lesson."

The Homeroom Teacher of Second Grade Class A did not know how terrifying Broly was. She had merely been instructed by the principal to bring a child into the classroom for lessons.

"All right, come in and introduce yourself."

Broly went along with the flow. School was a somewhat novel experience for him. Following the unfamiliar female teacher's instructions, he walked into the classroom, stood at the podium, and introduced himself.

"My name is Broly. I'm a Saiyan."

Broly introduced himself honestly, but the Second Grade primary school students who heard him were left a little dumbfounded.

"What's a Saiyan?"

A little boy raised his hand and asked.

"The new student is so weird."

While Broly seriously answered the boy's question, a girl seated in the back row quietly whispered to the girl beside her.

"Weird?"

Rin Tohsaka felt that boys were just like that. During recess, some boys always played games about Universe people fighting little monsters.

"All right, everyone is very enthusiastic, but it's class time now. We still need to maintain classroom discipline."

As the female Homeroom Teacher spoke, she prepared to arrange a seat for Broly.

Before she could make a decision, Broly spotted a girl in the back row.

Capture Target discovered: Rin Tohsaka. Current Happiness Value: 0.

(Note: Happiness Value can only be obtained after the host intervenes in and affects the target's life.)

"Teacher, I want to sit there."

Broly directly pointed to the seat beside Rin Tohsaka.

"All right. Then move the empty desk and chair over there."

When the principal had instructed her to arrange for this child, he had also told her to be more accommodating.

Therefore, the Homeroom Teacher did not stop the boy from doing as he wished.

Back row by the window—the king's homeland!

The moment Broly moved his desk over and sat down, this piece of information Appeared in his mind.

"He doesn't have any textbooks for the time being. Tohsaka, could you share your textbook with the new student for now?"

Seeing Broly sit down, the female Homeroom Teacher said this.

Rin Tohsaka was something like the little class monitor. She was more mature and capable than most children.

"Okay, Teacher."

Young Rin was not yet the aloof beauty she would become in the future. At this point, she was cheerful, warm-hearted, and willing to help those around her.

This was thanks to the elegant and composed upbringing provided by her father. Though only seven years old, she behaved like a mature little adult.

"Hello, my name is Rin Tohsaka. You can call me Tohsaka."

Rin Tohsaka pushed her desk over. After placing the textbook between their two desks, she lowered her voice and introduced herself to Broly.

"Hello, Tohsaka. I'm Broly."

Thanks to the gentlemanly knowledge imparted by a certain man yesterday, Broly did not rudely call the girl his Wife right away.

"You already said that. At the podium just now, you also said you were a Vegetable Person from the Warrior Race, right? Of course, if you can eat a whole plate of Boiled Green Pepper without changing expression, I'll believe you."

Young Rin made a small joke.

"Boiled Green Pepper? Is that tasty?"

Upon hearing that, Broly's attention was immediately drawn to it. He was very interested in Food.

"It's not tasty. It's bitter."

Rin Tohsaka answered seriously. Her Mother had made it for her before, then forced her to eat some by saying that mature adults ate Boiled Green Pepper.

Broly: "..."

He immediately lost all interest in Boiled Green Pepper, because he did not like bitter flavors either.

"This lesson, we'll review multiplication and see how well everyone has learned it..."

The female Homeroom Teacher spoke from the podium, and Broly raised his hand when he heard her.

"Teacher, what is multiplication?"

"You've never learned multiplication?"

A Boy turned around and asked him. Broly shook his head.

"I only learned addition and subtraction today."

He answered honestly.

"Haha, you're a First Grade primary school student, aren't you?"

The Boy mocked him.

"Shinjou, has your Teacher ever taught you to mock others?"

Seeing this, the female Homeroom Teacher immediately Scolded him.

"Broly has only just started attending our school, so it's perfectly normal for him to fall behind in lessons. Hmm, Tohsaka beside you is our class monitor and also the Study Committee Member. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask her."

"I can teach you!"

Rin Tohsaka liked the feeling of being trusted by adults. Looking as though she had taken it upon herself to help the new student catch up with the curriculum, she enthusiastically said this to Broly.

"Then what is multiplication?"

Broly asked without hesitation.

"Multiplication is an operation used to find the sum of several identical addends. As long as you know addition, it isn't hard to learn..."

Rin Tohsaka quietly explained Second Grade primary school mathematics to Broly. Unlike his behavior in First Grade, where he had asked endless questions while releasing a confrontational aura, Broly sat obediently in the corner and listened to her. The lesson quickly came to an end.

"How was it, Teacher Kawasaki? That child was difficult to handle, wasn't he?"

After school, several First Grade teachers came over to ask this Second Grade Homeroom Teacher about the situation.

"Difficult? Not at all. That child was very well-behaved throughout the entire lesson."

The female Homeroom Teacher only found their reaction baffling.

Broly had behaved very well in class.

At the very least, he did not have the hyperactivity that some naughty children had.

"Ah, he didn't ask you any questions?"

"He did. Why?"

"Could you answer them?"

That left her even more confused.

Were there really questions within primary school knowledge that a teacher could not answer?

"You couldn't answer them?"

She asked cautiously.

"That child was too hard to deal with. There were some questions we couldn't answer."

Several First Grade teachers spoke honestly.

"Uh, I couldn't answer them either, actually. But I had the Study Committee Member in my class, a reliable child, help answer that child's questions."

After thinking for a moment, the female Homeroom Teacher replied with considerable Emotional Intelligence.

"Huh? That works?"

Hearing that, the First Grade teachers looked at one another.

"Maybe children understand children better."

After some discussion, the First Grade teachers arrived at a barely plausible conclusion.

"How was school today?"

That evening, after Fujimura Taiga returned from school, she immediately came over to Broly and asked about his experience at school that day.

"It was great. I asked the Teacher a lot of questions. I learned how to write five characters correctly, as well as addition, subtraction, and multiplication. It felt like my brain was growing."

Broly honestly described what he had gained at school that day. Before today, he had not even known what arithmetic was.

"Mm, not bad. Older Sister knew you were a smart, good child."

Fujimura Taiga did not hold back her praise.

"Oh, I also met a new Wife."

Remembering something, Broly added that.

"Huh?"

Fujimura Taiga was shocked when she heard that, but after quickly realizing what Broly meant by Wife, she calmed down.

"Did your new Wife give you something to eat?"

"No, she didn't give me anything to eat."

Broly shook his head.

"But she taught me multiplication."

He said this.

"Ah, that, um..."

The three consecutive filler sounds highlighted the complicated shifts in Fujimura Taiga's emotions.

"You found yourself a good Wife. You need to get along well with her and be friends, understand?"

In the end, she smiled and gave Broly this advice.

There was a saying: those who stay near cinnabar turn red, while those near ink turn black. If he made friends with someone who could study well, he would surely absorb some knowledge himself.

She treated Broly as a Younger Brother, but now she seemed to feel something more like being a Mother. She sincerely hoped that this child could become friends with excellent children who knew how to study.

"Mm."

Broly responded and committed Fujimura Taiga's words to heart.

But even if Fujimura Taiga had not said so, he would have gotten along well with his new Wife.

For the Happiness Points on her that could be exchanged for Food from this world after he returned to Vampa.

There were three days left before Broly returned to Vampa. That night, Einzbern Castle on the outskirts of Fuyuki City came under attack.

The attackers were the Caster Group, who had only been designated as prey by a Bounty Command Spell that morning.

Because that pair had brazenly abducted and murdered children, while making no effort whatsoever to conceal their crimes—a behavior that exposed the mystery—the Priest overseeing the Fuyuki City branch of the Holy Church, the Neutral Party in the Holy Grail War, could no longer endure it. He made them the first target that had to be eliminated from the ritual.

To that end, the Holy Church intervened in the Holy Grail War.

Aside from Caster, the attacker with poor eyesight, the Clock Tower Lord who had had his building blown up by Emiya Kiritsugu the night before and survived a round of High Altitude freefall also returned the favor. Bringing his own Servant, he followed close behind and attacked Einzbern Castle.

That night, the sounds of battle rang endlessly through Einzbern Castle. The Clock Tower Lord, Kayneth El-Melloi, had been careless and underestimated his enemy, only to be unfortunately struck by Emiya Kiritsugu's Origin Bullet, crippling more than half of his Magic Circuits.

During this time, two Servants possessing the Code of Chivalry also appeared. They fought side by side, admired one another, and then each gave their own Master a hard time.

One did not seize the chance to hold the other back, allowing the other's Master to be killed by his own Master. The other promptly rescued his severely injured Master, yet did not strike at the enemy Master standing right before him.

Compared to the strength of Servants, Masters were fragile. Emiya Kiritsugu, the underhanded Mage Killer, could not understand his own Servant Saber's actions, nor could he understand the enemy Servant Lancer's actions.

To put it more directly, the man named Emiya Kiritsugu could not understand the Code of Chivalry upheld by the two Heroic Spirits from a bygone era.

Next to Fuyuki City, at the Zenjou Family Villa in Fuyuki Outskirts.

"Sakura, do you know? A strange child came to our class today..."

Rin Tohsaka shared the interesting events from school with her Younger Sister. The Girl beside her listened with great interest, sitting on a chair and swinging her two Small Feet in the air.

Returning to her parents had clearly healed the heart that had been wounded in the Matou Family. As the saying went, only after losing something did one understand its value.

Young Sakura now treasured every moment spent with her family more than ever. As a result, the Happiness Value on her continued to rise.

Just watching it from beneath the covers in the Guest Room of the Fujimura Family left Broly in a state of immense delight.

It was like an old stock trader seeing a stock he had only recently bought soaring wildly upward, its numbers glowing red every moment.

One point of Happiness Value converted into one hundred Happiness Points. Among the items that could be exchanged in the Crystal Palace, Happy Water, which Broly particularly liked to drink, cost only two Happiness Points.

The surging Happiness Value on Young Sakura made him fall into a wonderful fantasy of achieving Happy Water freedom once he returned to Vampa.

Of course, besides Happy Water, Broly also liked Cake, Pork Cutlet Rice Bowl, Pudding, grilled meat, Ice Cream...

The prices of those things were also all within thirty points, completely affordable.

"Once we get back, I'll let Father taste the food of this world too."

Broly lay under the covers, talking to himself.

"Did Rin make new friends at school? That's really something to be happy about. Come on, Mom has peeled and cut up some apples. Come eat."

Aoi Zenjou brought over the peeled, sliced apples and called her two daughters over.

"This piece has the most flesh, Sakura. It's for you."

Her younger sister's return made Rin Tohsaka cherish her even more, and she wanted her younger sister to have the best of everything.

"Thank you, Older Sister."

Young Sakura's heart was sweet with happiness. Whether it was Dad, Mom, or her older sister, they had all treated her even better after her return. She had once suspected they did not want her to come home, but that had truly been needless worry—she had worried too much.

"By the way, Sakura, did you make any new friends at the Matou Family? Were there any happy moments over there?"

But the gentle question from her mother suddenly made Young Sakura's blissful expression stiffen.

The Matou Family was a nightmare of a place. Although there were two people there who could be considered concerned for her, compared to the miserable suffering she had endured in the Basement Bug Warehouse, Sakura did not want to recall any of it.