The girl gritted her teeth and demanded, "Why! Why do you have to stop me!"
"...Arisu."
Shirou walked up to the girl.
She was truly unwilling to accept this.
This was not the outcome they—Arisu Kyōnoji—had wanted.
Whether it was the kind Arisu or the evil Arisu, deep down, they both shared the same desire—
When they revealed their ugliest side, they wanted someone to accept and acknowledge them.
But Shirou refused.
Shirou rejected and denied the evil Arisu.
The one who fell into despair because of this was not only the evil Arisu, but the kind Arisu as well.
After all—they were originally one person.
She had been born into this world as a witch rather than an ordinary girl. That had been her fate from the beginning.
And yet, in the end...
You can't truly understand me either.
Shirou, you aren't my "place to belong" either...
I'm used to it by now.
After all, there's nowhere in this world that would accept a witch's existence.
"!"
When Arisu saw Shirou raise his greatsword toward her without the slightest hesitation, her expression crumbled.
Tears streamed down her face as she flicked her finger. This was the final resistance the unwilling girl could muster.
At the same time, she had made up her mind.
Let it end here...
There's no point in continuing to reset time and space.
As long as I disappear, everyone will be happy.
Let Arisu Kyōnoji and this twisted world—the Fae Domain—disappear together.
The girl closed her eyes, prepared to die beneath Shirou's sword—
"?"
Strangely, the painful, icy grip of death did not descend upon her.
Instead, she felt something incredibly warm.
Confused, Arisu opened her eyes and saw her hand thrust through Shirou's body.
The curse-laden strike had burned straight through the boy's internal