That was Luck E!
That was Luck E!
Berserker grabbed Lancer by the ankle and began a delightful activity, preparing to forge a legendary Noble Phantasm—the Spinning-Charging Blue Lancer.
Sakura walked up to Shirou, who was commentating on the match, and asked blankly, "Senpai, what is that?"
"The Spinning-Charging Blue Lancer," Shirou explained. "Berserker's strongest Noble Phantasm in the truest sense!"
Sakura blinked, not quite understanding. Still, it was probably very powerful.
"I'm about to die again! This is so inhumane!" Having finally been flung away, Lancer hurriedly made a run for it. He was a man with A-rank Agility, after all. Running was the best option.
Berserker caught up with Lancer, which made Shirou breathe a sigh of relief, though he had no idea why.
Whatever. That short battle had left Shirou physically and mentally exhausted. Times like this called for food!
Author's note:
Dog Brother was so miserable. He almost died again—Luck E was no joke.
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Kirei's Mapo Tofu (crossed out) Ramen Shop
After fighting all morning, Shirou lay sprawled on his back in the living room. Having finished a round of gaming, he could finally relax and be a carefree couch potato.
Cooking was impossible. He would never cook in this life. He could only survive by relying on Sakura's kisses, hugs, and lifts into the air. Probably. That was how it was.
"Senpai, um, I'm not very good at cooking." Sakura blushed and said embarrassedly, "Yesterday was the first time I'd ever eaten food as delicious as what you make. And normally, I only make Western dishes."
What?
Sakura couldn't cook?!
Shirou shot upright, and the projected PS4 controller in his hand hit the floor with a smack before turning into magical energy. The image on the television suddenly vanished as well.
He scratched his head awkwardly. He had spent an hour on that save file, and now it looked like it was ruined.
Projection was quite convenient, but its drawback was that it required magical energy to maintain—especially when what he projected wasn't a sword.
It seemed Sakura in this timeline had not been trained by Shirou, so her cooking skills were still lacking. He would have to teach Sakura properly in the future.
But there was no way he was cooking right now. Not a chance.
"Let's eat out!"
Half an hour later...
"What a freezing midwinter..." Shirou shivered, hugging his chest with both arms. Even with his hood up, the biting wind still slipped through his clothes.
Why did winter even exist in this world?! Summer was obviously the best, especially hiding under the covers with the air conditioner on during summer. Now that was bliss!
"Senpai, it's summer right now." Sakura was shivering too, but she could not help laughing at Shirou's words. "There aren't many people in Fuyuki now, so the restaurants have probably all gone out of business. Shouldn't we just go home and cook?"
"What kind of summer turns out like this? I hereby declare it winter. We'll check one more street. If there's still no restaurant after one more street, we'll go home and cook!"
Shivering, Shirou walked forward, swearing that after checking just one more street, he would stop looking and buy groceries to cook at home.
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