Kirei Kotomine sat in the referee's chair and announced the penalty for the foul.
"It wasn't a complete disqualification?" Shirou asked, somewhat disappointed.
"Of course not. If you were directly disqualified, wouldn't that mean you won?" Kirei Kotomine suddenly revealed a subtle smile.
This guy really wanted me to lose that badly, huh? Just like before...
Shirou shook his head. The fight now was volleyball. As long as he defeated the Black Faction through volleyball, everything would be over.
Illya looked annoyed as she watched the bewildered berserker get penalized off the court, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Big brother, I didn't expect you to escape after all. But you're not in good condition now, are you? If you come back now, I can still forgive you."
"saber, what happened to you yesterday?" Gudako asked with concern.
Shirou covered his stomach. It felt as though the stench of that Mapo Tofu still lingered inside him.
"It's nothing. Don't worry, we'll win this volleyball match, because I'm here," Shirou said confidently.
Rin asked quietly, "Shirou, can you really do this? It doesn't look like you're in any shape to handle such intense combat right now."
On the way here, Rin had roughly learned about last night's tragedy and why Shirou had been found in the restroom. In that state, it was already impressive enough that he wasn't clutching his ass.
"I may not be able to serve as combat power, but I can provide support. Isn't that what Servants are for—cheering from the sidelines? Master, I'll leave everything to you."
"Is it really okay for a saber to make such a pathetic declaration?"
After some on-site adjustments, the blue lancer and golden archer were forced to leave the court. Kuzuki, Rin, and Gudako, all wearing protective charms, became the Red