However, she did notice... Mordred has some subtle changes now.
"Hahaha... you really dare to say that!"
Aozaki Touko looked at Little Mo's menacing appearance and couldn't help but smile happily, "You can't defeat me at all, but for now... I admire your will to protect 'father'."
The atmosphere in the living room became somewhat relaxed.
Through the brief conversation just now, people realized one thing... that is, the relationship between Mordred and King Arthur is not as bad as people expected.
Therefore, the hearts of everyone present were tense... and their nerves were much relaxed in response to the battle.
"Your Highness Mordred... didn't you prepare a gift for King Arthur?"
At this moment, Lainis said with a wicked smile, "It's not even bright yet... I ran to the store to queue up early and finally bought... the limited edition mousse cake."
She was like a little devil, staring playfully at Mordred, admiring the twist in Rebellious Knight's expression, although her move was meant to promote the topic.
However, I also appreciate Mordred's panic.
"Ah... I did buy it~"
Mordred turned his cheek, stood up and walked towards the refrigerator, muttering in a low voice, "But, I didn't squat in front of the store before dawn. It was obviously... booked in advance."
She opened the refrigerator and took out the cake, carefully brought it to the table and put it down.
"Father King... This is the cake I bought. If you don't mind, you can try it."
"Mordred Qing, you are interested."
Artoria opened the package of the cake, stared at the limited edition mousse cake, glanced at Gray on the side, and then saw Gray pulling on his cloak as if he was a little shy.
Such a move seemed to indicate that... it was Gray's idea that Mordred would buy the cake.
"Come and try it... it's a limited edition after all."
Aozaki Touko looked around with a smile, picked up the knife used to cut the cake, cut out a piece of cake and handed it to Mordred opposite, and said with a smile:
"Since you bought it... then it's up to you, Mo Zai, to decide who to give it to."
"Ah... ok."
Mordred took the cake, looked at Artoria naturally, hesitated a little and handed over the cake. "Father... Wang, this cake is for you."
Her voice was a little nervous, but it also revealed her expectation.
"... Thank you, Mordred Qing~"
Artoria hesitated slightly, but the tempting aroma of the cake soon shattered her hesitation. She raised her hand to accept the cake, and then, impatiently, took a piece of cake and put it into her mouth.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
The invisible barrier in the air seemed to have melted away, and everyone present felt more secure in contact, as if... the grudges deep in their hearts had disappeared.
"Here... this is for Gray~"
Aozaki Touko smiled gently, continued to cut the cake, and handed it to Gray, who was sitting quietly at the side. She did not continue to let Little Mo divide the cake.
In other words, they had some different intentions from the beginning.
Homonculus Academy High School.
At this time... students are basically staying in the classroom.
However, one person is an exception.
Shinji Matou stood on the edge of the rooftop, outside the railing, the wind blowing on her face stirred her blue hair and slightly ruffled the folds of her pleated skirt.
She is as light as a feather and will fall when the breeze blows.
"What a nightmare~"
She looked up at the sun and whispered tiredly.
At this moment, the rooftop door suddenly opened, and Emiya Shirou rushed in hurriedly, looking at Shinji nervously, and shouted anxiously:
"Shinji... you have to calm down!"
Chapter 441 Shirou Confession
"... Don't come over!"
Shinji Matou glared at Shirou, his eyes revealing sternness and a daunting sense of oppression, making one feel as if a sharp knife was being held on his neck.
Emiya Shirou's anxious steps stopped suddenly, not daring to take another step forward.
What he saw was Shinji... with a vague sense of alienation, as if it might dissipate in the wind at any time, like a wisp of smoke disappearing into nothingness.
This... made him feel fear.
In fact, he knew... Although no one had ever said it clearly, regarding Shinji having his sword broken, he could only survive as a woman.
This matter... he actually knows it very well.
"Shinji, it's too dangerous to stand there."
He stood not far away advising, and was always ready to save Shinji who might fall from the building at a critical moment. Now, he has such strength.
"Danger... this height is nothing more than that for the Magecraft division."
A little pride appeared on Shinji Matou's pretty face, and she gently held her hair beside her ears with her bare hands. "As long as you use Magecraft... you can still be safe even if you jump from a tall building."
As she spoke, her smile suddenly turned cold again.
"However, if the person concerned does not want to survive, there is no point in owning Magecraft."
Now, she can actually proudly claim that she is a pure Magecraft master. Although the 'sword' has been broken, she has also gained a benefit.
That is... a feminine body with nice Mage Circuits.
And this means that she already has the qualifications of a Magecraft teacher, but this does not mean... this is the life of a Magecraft teacher that she expected.
The price is too huge, and it's really... a bit unpalatable.
"Death... is just a temporary impulse. Compared to escaping, there may be more solutions to the problem."
Emiya Shirou said, walking forward quietly, then, Shinji Matou cast a sharp gaze, stared at Shirou, and said lightly:
"Don't come over. I don't want to say this again."
"Sorry, I accidentally... stepped forward."
Feeling helpless, Emiya Shirou smiled bitterly and took a step back. He didn't want to irritate Shinji. Otherwise, he would really regret it if huge changes occurred in the future.
"..."
Shinji Matou sighed slightly and glanced at Emiya Shirou. She naturally understood Shirou's thoughts. In fact, it was easy for her to see the admiration of those young people at a glance.
However, she had no intention of breaking it, she just looked into the distance and spoke coldly.
"Shirou, I had a dream last night. It was a good or bad dream."
"..."
Emiya Shirou understood something and said, "Dreams... can't mean anything."
He knew what the dream Shinji had last night was. It was a memory about the future Shinji, and it was also a memory that showed the future.
However, he had no intention of accepting that future.
At least, the future of Shinji's death will not be accepted.
"In the dream, I ended up dead!"
Shinji Matou stared at Shirou with some anger and dissatisfaction. "I died suddenly while working overtime. It's unbelievable that I died like this!"
"..."
Emiya Shirou was silent for a moment, and then said seriously, "I have realized one thing some time ago. Human beings have limits, and everything must be done within one's ability."
"... It's really not like what you would say."
Shinji Matou smiled, then frowned, "Speaking of which, there's another interesting thing about the dream. You and I, Shirou, are actually married, and we seem to be quite affectionate."
Her expression was troubled and self-loathing.
"Shirou, you must feel disgusting, right? We are obviously friends, but we have such ridiculous dreams."
"No, I love it!"
Emiya Shirou immediately replied, "In fact, I often dream about Shinji. If you want to say it's absurd... then it's only me who is absurd."
"Oh... do you often dream about it?"
Shinji Matou tilted his head slightly and asked in a calm voice, "Then do you use me as a sexual fantasy object, or use my photo to cast spells?"
She asked nonchalantly, not caring about the sensitivity of the topic.
Emiya Shirou fell into silence, not knowing how to answer this question. The key to this question was not whether he really regarded Shinji as an illusory object.
Rather, the answer is wrong no matter what.
"Shinji... Can you change the question?"
After hesitating for a moment, he chose to change the subject.
Shinji Matou stared at Shirou, then smiled charmingly, and gently touched the hair beside her ears with her bare hands. Then, she raised her hands and gently pressed the hem of her skirt to prevent the wind from lifting the skirt and exposing it.
"Then...Shirou likes it, how much does it like it?"
She asked another question inadvertently.
And at this time.
Emiya Shirou suddenly realized that the next answer... may determine his future. If he cannot give the correct answer, he may regret it for the rest of his life.
"Actually... I like Shinji!"
He stared into Shinji's sapphire eyes and spoke the words that had been hidden in his heart.
Hearing this, Shinji Matou didn't show any surprise on her pretty face. She looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the floating clouds in the blue sky, and asked in silence for a moment.
"When?"
"I don't know~" Emiya Shirou shook his head, "I don't know when it started. I just know... it was a long time ago."
"A long time ago?" Shinji Matou looked surprised. "Is it possible, Shirou, that you wanted to fence with me a long time ago?"
"... It's not what you thought!"
Emiya Shirou explained quickly.
"I understand somewhat."
Shinji Matou's expression became cold. "No wonder... you bastards just watched my sword being broken. You all joined forces to play me, right?"
"..."
Emiya Shirou is silent.
He can't say with a clear conscience that he has no hope that Shinji's sword will be broken. However, he who came back from the future, and Shinji who came back from the future, all undoubtedly hope that Shinji's sword will be broken.
They said they were playing her together, but there was nothing wrong with that.
"Actually... I can try to ask Lady Touko, even if I can't... If Kiritsugu is added, then Lady Touko... will help you recast the broken sword."
He looked up at Shinji not far away and spoke so seriously.
Hearing this, Shinji Matou glanced at Shirou and said, "Then... from now on, we can only stay as friends, and there will be no further development."
"It doesn't matter, I will... make Shinji like me!"
Emiya Shirou showed a sunny smile, "I pursue it openly and respect your choice Shinji, if Shinji has always been unwilling."
He scratched his cheek and said jokingly.
"Then I can also ask Lady Touko to give me Soul Gem who can transform."
"... Is it to this extent?"
Shinji Matou asked, "Why... why do you have to do this? Could it be that you are actually a fool?"
"Probably... maybe."