Brother Shinji, Give Your Big Brother a Hand! / Good Thing Eiji Tsuburaya's Coffin Lid Was Nailed Shut
"What did you say!!"
Shirou rolled up his sleeves and asked in an annoyed tone.
"Wow, you two have such a good relationship."
Shinji covered his mouth and chuckled softly.
"Where did you see that our relationship has improved?!" *2
Shirou and Red A both retorted.
Chapter 93 Shinji Brothers, Give Your Brother a Hand!
To be honest, Red A's attitude towards "Shirou Emiya" has always been very complicated.
Logically speaking, Shirou Emiya in this Parallel world shouldn't follow the same path as him; he should be very happy.
But when Shirou Emiya actually encountered Red A Emiya, who didn't want to be a "hero," he felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Shirou Emiya was missing something.
Shirou felt the same way. Perhaps because he had spent so much time with Shinji, he always felt that this white-haired, red-haired Heroic Spirit had some kind of moral problem and didn't seem like a normal person.
This guy doesn't even have a dream of being a hero. Is he even a member of the Emiya family? --by Red A
This guy, if he wanted to save more people, he should lead a revolution! What kind of hero are you, trying to be a hero by yourself? --by Shirou
One can only say that it's a misfortune for the Emiya family to have such a pair of Red A and Shirou.
Anyway, Second Master had no interest in the "mutual appreciation" gazes of these two.
Shinji glanced at his watch and said, "That's all for today. Tonight is the Jidai Group's party, everyone, don't forget."
"Don't worry, Master. I'll arrive before everyone else," Cú Chulainn said with a smile.
Just like what I told Kariya and the others before, the Jidai Group held a party in Fuyuki City to celebrate the success of FSN and Fate/Zero.
Of course, as a formal party, this is definitely not the kind of decadent party you see in the entertainment industry, but rather a fairly formal dinner party.
The people invited by the Jidai Group were definitely not just people from the Type-Moon group, represented by Shinji, but also representatives from several film crews they brought from North America, as well as local Japan entertainment industry figures.
To put it bluntly, this party was a way for the Jidai Group to curry favor and demonstrate its intention to expand its business in Japan.
Of course, Jidai Group. wasn't interested in Japan, a small market so competitive that it had to rely on selling photos for profit; they simply placed some of their film and television production in Japan.
Therefore, all parties in the Japan entertainment industry welcome the Jidai Group very much, since they are not here to compete with them for business.
They might even be able to leverage the Jidai Group to expand their business in Europe and America.
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The endless night enveloped Fuyuki City, and the hotel lights illuminated the rooftop garden as if it were daytime.
The banquet was held in the garden of the Fuyuki City.
Yes, it's the building that Kiritsugu blew up in Fate/Zero.
In this world, because there is no Holy Grail War, the most luxurious hotel in Fuyuki City has become increasingly successful, and even an annex has been opened next to the original hotel.
Don't let the fact that this annex is only six stories high fool you; it's a whole level above the main building, with more luxurious decor, more extravagant amenities, more attentive service, and a much higher price.
The Jidai Group held this important banquet in the rooftop garden of the annex.
The guests invited by Chloe were chatting in small groups around the pool, garden pavilion, and dining table.
Shinji, as a local strongman in Fuyuki City and a semi-host, was just escorting a group of guests downstairs to their hotel to rest.
Those individuals were part of a film crew sent by the Jidai Group to Fuyuki City for filming. After attending the formal dinner, they took their leave from Shinji, citing the Filming as the reason.
"I'm sorry, Director Matou."
The film crew's Director said apologetically, "I have other matters to attend to with the crew, so I'll take my leave now. I'm very grateful for your help."
"You're welcome." Shinji smiled nonchalantly. "I'm also doing this for the better development of the film industry in Fuyuki City."
"Thank you so much." The other person waved to Shinji, then smiled at Artoria beside him. "Then we'll take our leave. Miss Pendragon, I hope we'll have the opportunity to work together in the future."
Such a formal dinner, not some unhealthy strip party, is unlikely to last too long.
Basically, after 9 o'clock, the guests would gradually say goodbye, and even Kariya took his Bandai wife downstairs to rest.
After seeing off the other film crew, Shinji and Artoria headed towards the backyard.
Shinji deliberately chose Artoria as his companion today, hoping to cultivate connections for his star actress.
"That film crew from earlier... Master, you seemed quite interested? You actually chose to invest?" Artoria asked curiously.
"Well enough."
Shinji shrugged. "After all, the chances of a horror movie losing money are very small."
Artoria frowned slightly. "But Master, didn't you say you didn't understand horror movies?"
During the conversation just now, when the other party asked Shinji how to make a movie, Artoria clearly heard Shinji say that he didn't know.
Shinji shrugged helplessly and said, "American horror movies are really not my forte. Apart from jump scares, I basically know nothing about them."
When it comes to horror movies, Shinji is more familiar with Japanese atmospheric horror films, but he doesn't really know much about Shinji violent gore films.
"I didn't know you were investing money?"
"I don't know how to make a movie, but I know this kind of movie won't lose money."
As Shinji spoke, he took Artoria's arm and walked around the pavilion toward the swimming pool.
Thanks to the generally low production costs of American splatter movies, it's actually quite difficult for these films to lose money.
In the film industry, these low-budget horror movies are somewhat like a bank's fixed-amount investment plan; the risk is almost nonexistent, but the returns are extremely low.
Of course, making a lot of money isn't impossible, but the odds are about as low as winning the lottery.
Don't be fooled by the fact that Shinji's previous life produced several American horror movies that grossed over 100 million dollars every year. Those movies were all meticulously marketed by the Film Company, and the marketing costs for most of them far exceeded the production costs.
A group of people were gathered around a table by the pool. Iskandar, Gilgamesh, Yan Qing, Enkidu, and Cú Chulainn were either standing or sitting nearby, constantly cheering and jeering.
Two hotel staff members each carried a case of beer over.
Surrounded by the crowd were Lancelot and Diarmuid, sitting opposite each other, each holding a can of beer and chugging it down, seemingly engaged in a drinking contest.
Lancelot finished his drink first, slammed the glass bottle on the table, and shouted, "Come on, let's continue!"
A waiter immediately brought him a new bottle of beer, and Lancelot, unconcerned about getting a sore mouth, bit off the cap with his teeth and downed it in one gulp.
Diarmuid, sitting opposite Lancelot, showed no sign of panic, calmly finishing his bottle of wine.
"I'm 12, and you're only 11."
After calmly announcing the numbers, Diarmuid picked up a new beer bottle and continued drinking.
Shinji sneered, "What are those two minotaur knights doing? Are they arguing about whose Lord's wife is more beautiful? Oh dear."
Artoria pinched Shinji.
"Don't think I don't know what you're talking about." Artoria glared at Shinji. "They are all upright knights, not as despicable as you think."
"Alcoholism is not a chivalrous virtue," Shinji cautioned.
"Of course I know," Artoria said helplessly, "But this isn't the first time they've had a drinking contest."
"Has this happened before?"
"We haven't had a drinking contest since they finished off the Matou Family's sake cellar."
Upon hearing this answer, Shinji's face darkened.
"Damn... no wonder Grandpa looked so pale before, like Grandma had crawled out of her coffin."
Because of an unpleasant experience of getting drunk in the United States, Shinji deliberately blocked information about alcohol after returning to Japan.
However, Shinji knew that the Matou Family had a basement wine cellar where they stored the fine wines collected by generations of the Matou Family head.
Judging from Artoria's words, those fine wines could not be passed down to Shinji and his generation.
"What a waste! Don't they know how expensive those drinks are?! Why don't they just buy beer at the supermarket?!" Shinji couldn't help but complain.
The Second Master wasn't upset that he couldn't drink; he was upset that the wines were all so expensive.
Artoria, looking slightly embarrassed, touched her nose.
She was also involved in the incident of clearing the Matou Family's wine cellar; although she wasn't the main culprit, she still drank a few bottles.
Honestly, none of the Heroic Spirit are averse to alcohol.
I wouldn't be so captivated by wine that I couldn't resist buying it, but I certainly wouldn't be able to keep good wine.
"I'll go talk to them."
Fearing that Shinji would notice something was wrong with her expression, Artoria quickly approached the two who were still drinking.
Then, the Lady King of Knights grabbed an empty wine bottle from the table and slammed it down on Lancelot's head.
Bang!
The bottle shattered with a crack, and Lancelot blinked twice before crashing into the pool with a splash.
"You've had too much to drink, Sir Lancelot." Artoria said expressionlessly, setting the bottle aside. "Get some rest."
"I've finished my lesson, Master."
Artoria calmly returned to Shinji's side.
"What kind of lecturing is this?"
Artoria spread her hands, looked at Shinji, and said with unusual seriousness, "The fastest way is through physical means. Master, that's what you taught me."
Shinji was taken aback and pointed to his own corrupted Heroic Spirit.
Artoria smiled slyly and said, "I should adopt Alter's mindset in my daily life; it will help with the performance. Master, you said it yourself."
"I'm going over there to get some food."
Shinji rolled his eyes and turned to leave.
Iskandar's exaggerated laughter came from behind him.
Clearly, the King of Conquerors had seen all of this.
Shinji raised his right hand, flashing a middle finger at someone behind him, but quickly lowered it when he saw Kariya approaching.
"Second Uncle, why are you back? Aren't you going to keep Miss Udagawa company?" Shinji teased, winking at her.
"I need to speak with you about something." Kariya's expression was somewhat tense, and his smile was forced. "It's like this, Shinji. I have a friend..."
"And then you encountered difficulties in your love life?"
Shinji slapped Kariya on the shoulder with a loud thud.
"Second Uncle, is the friend you're talking about yourself?"
Shinji activated the Mystic Code "True Name Discernment".
"No, that's not true!"
Kariya loudly denied it.
Shinji continued teasingly, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I understand women. I told my uncle, regarding Miss Udagawa..."
"It really wasn't me."
Kariya's expression was so speechless, she looked like she was about to cry.
"A friend of mine needs to see you about something; he's already here."
"Huh? Someone really is looking for me?"
Just as Shinji, a middle-aged man with glasses and a slightly overweight build walked up and grabbed his hands.
"Brother Shinji, for the sake of our grandfathers' friendship, please lend your older brother a hand!"
"Brother... brother?"
Shinji's expression froze.
He recognized the man; he was Kazuo Tsuburaya, the former president of Tsuburaya Productions.
Chapter 94 Thankfully, Tsuburaya Eiji's coffin lid was nailed shut.