"Should I stop?"
Rin shook her head violently in refusal, but her refusal was useless.
Her body offered no protest to Shirou's proposal; if anything, it awakened and encouraged him.
The rational side of her mind was overwhelmed by emotion. Her hand glowed red.
"Lancer, stop your Noble Phantasm!"
The red light spread instantly, erasing every sound. The gentle BGM and the wild noises finally vanished at Rin's call.
"This time, I won." Shirou panted and smiled. "Loser."
"Damn it..." Rin bit her lip unwillingly, breathing heavily from the intense exertion just now. "If I'd held out a little longer, I would've won! Aaaah!"
"You could never beat me. My endurance far surpasses yours."
Shirou panted, his vision darkening as he collapsed onto Rin.
"I'm exhausted."
"Get off me."
"No. You're flat as a washboard anyway, and you hurt to sleep on."
"Get lost!"
Though Rin said that, she gave up struggling and let Shirou do as he pleased.
Then Hakuno suddenly walked up in front of them, and her gaze instantly scorched Shirou's spine.
"Hey, Archer, how long are you planning to keep that position?" Hakuno asked coldly.
Chapter 40: Another Sakura?
Hakuno's face was written with cold severity.
Shirou knew he was about to get GG'd.
He knew very well what position he was in right now. Put simply, it was the usual position living creatures used to reproduce.
"Ahem." Shirou immediately sprang up and sat properly.
If he admitted his mistake with a good attitude and actively acknowledged his fault, he might still have a chance to survive. But if he kept courting death, there would be no saving him.
Having endured quite a few cleavers, Shirou was battle-hardened and had seen it all.
If Sakura's cleaver was ex-rank, then Hakuno's cleaver skill was only about a