"But don't you like small chests?"
Shirou sighed and looked at Gilgamesh with affectionate concern. "Gilles, men are as changeable as eels. Don't you understand that yet? Now I like big chests again."
Gilgamesh fell silent and pulled out an EA from the Gate of Babylon.
"Say that again to this."
"Taking out a Noble Phantasm is against the rules. Black Faction is eliminated."
Gilgamesh finally realized Shirou's objective and stamped his feet in rage. "Saber, you set me up!"
"Once again, under my leadership, Red Faction has achieved victory." Shirou gave Rin a thumbs-up, his teeth gleaming white.
Rin covered her head. "I actually spent ten years preparing for something like this. I'm such an idiot..."
Taking a day off...
I'm truly sorry. After a full day of classes, my brain is completely fried. I can't think of any plot at all; my mind is blank, and I even feel like trembling a little.
I can't squeeze out anything, so this is all I can do. ==
Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry
Tiger Shark?
After the volleyball match, Shirou successfully obtained five points. As the absolute mainstay of this volleyball match, both the Red Faction and the Black Faction had already regarded Shirou as the greatest obstacle on their path to obtaining the Holy Grail.
Gilgamesh in particular gritted his teeth as he stared at Shirou. The Volleyball Treasury had once again lost to the Infinite Volleyball System; the imitation had once again surpassed the genuine article.
Shirou, on the other hand, did not care at all. After all, he had fought countless battles and seen it all. What kind of Holy Grail War had