Shirou was quite glad he had made up the Saber class instead of Archer. Otherwise, he definitely would have been hit just now.
Berserker moved again. With his massive build and lightning-like speed, he was completely unstoppable.
Just then.
"Foul. You're out." Kirei, acting as the referee, blew the whistle for a foul once more.
Berserker stared wide-eyed, then walked off the field again, leaving behind the fishing net in his hand.
Chapter 23: Big Brother, I Like You Best!
Shirou stared blankly at the huge haul of fish in the net before him. This fishing net seemed to have been left behind by Berserker, and it was nearly as large as Berserker himself.
Did that mean that if he got these fish, victory would be within reach?
He looked around. Lancer had already typed GG. With Luviagelita's Gem Magic assistance, Artoria had finally gotten some grilled fish and was happily stuffing herself.
No one knew he had gotten this bag of fish!
Illya stood beside the fish, her eyes half narrowed as she watched Shirou warily.
"Uh, Illya, what are you doing there?"
"This bag of fish is mine. Berserker worked really hard to catch them!" Illya hugged the fish, but compared to the fish in the net, she looked pitifully small.
Shirou could not help looking at Kirei. "Um, Kirei, I hooked Berserker just now, right? So Berserker counts as a fish, which means the fish that came with him should be mine too, right?"
Kirei Kotomine frowned. This was a rather difficult question. On one side was Berserker's Master, Illya, Kiritsugu Emiya's daughter. On the other was Shirou Emiya, who was pretending to be Saber, Kiritsugu's adopted son. Choosing either side was truly difficult. Both sides were so very pleasing—ah, no, painful. Which should he choose?
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