He could make do with the fish for dinner, but by tomorrow, he might as well prepare to sleep on the streets.
Worst of all, even if he used Projection magic now, he did not have enough mana to make projected currency last permanently. It would probably only exist for a few minutes before vanishing. The plan to project money was unrealistic too.
Days without enough mana were truly unbearably painful.
Did he have no choice but to find work?
Shirou gritted his teeth.
He could not exactly steal a car, could he?
"Eh, isn't this Saber? How did you sneak out?" Gudako had changed into a swimsuit as well. Sitting beside Shirou, she narrowed her eyes against the sea breeze. "I was wondering why I couldn't find you inside."
"I'm worrying about having no money. Buying a gift and a cake already used up all my savings."
"You don't have a bank card either?"
"My account was frozen." Shirou held it in for quite a while before sorrowfully revealing that fact. If he had not gone to the bank, he would never have believed it.
That was right. As a former part-time work master, he had quite a bit of money in his account. But when he had been forced to leave home, Kiritsugu had locked the account.
Despair. Utter despair.
"I see." Gudako seemed quite familiar with this sort of situation. She stroked her chin. "Come to think of it, my mom once got so angry over Dad doing unpaid work in the Middle East and working himself to death that she froze his account and threw a plane ticket at him."
"And then?"
"He still didn't come home." Gudako lowered her head a little in disappointment.
"What an irresponsible man." Shirou criticized him without the slightest self-awareness.