Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga Chapter 2

"I don't have time to explain now, hurry up... cough, cough, get inside the house. If I'm not mistaken, the battle will start soon." Shirou took a deep breath. "Aren't you going in?"

"What do you mean?" Sakura Matou asked, confused.

"Install!" Shirou shouted stylishly, trying to project the image of a cool upperclassman, but... it seemed to have failed?

A small knife suddenly flew in from the front door, aiming directly at Sakura Matou. Second Brother had finally arrived.

But the transformation wasn't even complete!

Why was this happening? Was it because this person named Shirou Emiya had two souls stuffed inside him? If that were the case, wouldn't his Traceon be even more difficult to maintain?

Just in case, he picked up his umbrella and reinforced it: "Traceon!"

The small knife hit the umbrella, leaving a noticeable dent, but it blocked the attack nonetheless.

The entire house let out an astonishing sound – the sound of the detection alarm.

This thing had always been useless; it only ever went off after the enemy had already broken in. It was like the police never arriving on time, the alarm sounding only after everything was already over.

"You're such a frivolous little sister, getting involved with a man, huh? Sakura? Let your brother... Glitch? Fix? Correct!"

Looking at the person with the purple seaweed hair in front of him, Shirou was absolutely certain this was Second Brother – the scumbag who looked and acted frivolous.

He had been annoyed with Second Brother for a long time, ever since he cleared the Heaven's Feel route. Especially since Sakura was so cute, and yet he was doing such detestable things. That kind of thing should have been handled by him, Shirou Emiya!

"That's right!" Shinji flicked his hair. "I am the official heir of the Matou family, my name is Matou... Matou..."

"Shinji," Shirou supplied, seeing his anxious look. The Second Brother in this world was already miserable enough and didn't seem to have done anything particularly bad. If he could end his life quickly, Shirou would even be willing to help him.

But the Install wasn't succeeding. He couldn't seem to contact a certain Heroic Spirit named Emiya. Perhaps he was sleeping in the Throne of Heroes, not yet awakened by Shirou's coolness? Come on, big brother, wake up! Stop sleeping!

"How does senpai know my brother's name?" Sakura Matou asked, surprised. "He hasn't been around for a long time."

"You ask me how I know, and I can't answer you. If I had to say, it's probably because... I like you." Shirou looked at Shinji in front of him, bowed slightly, and pulled Sakura Matou towards the house, saying something to distract her. It was better to short-circuit Sakura's brain so she wouldn't overthink things.

He didn't have any cards to use right now, but at least he had two Black Keys at home that he could probably wield to put on a show. He remembered a certain priest selling him the Black Keys after extorting a huge sum of money from him.

As for that priest, after selling the Black Keys, he probably happily went off to become the owner of a Mapo Tofu shop.

"It seems I can't use Gilgamesh's card," Shirou muttered. Although he wasn't interested in it either – the heart-ripper, the king of pleasure, and it would also affect the user's mind, making them stupid – at least it was usable now and wouldn't kill him.

If he didn't transform soon, he figured he'd become the weakest Shirou Emiya.

And the one who died the earliest.

Even the weakling Emiya next door managed to have a harem in a yuri anime!

He couldn't end up like this, defeated and gone on his very first night, his very first hour after transmigrating!

"Be careful, Sakura. Shinji might appear suddenly..." Shirou had just finished speaking when a ghastly head popped out from above. Sakura, with her back to Shinji, was completely unaware.

"Get down!" Shirou pushed Sakura down, but he himself was sent flying out the door, even dropping his Black Keys.

"After I kill Sakura, I'll kill you, so don't cut in line!" Shinji threw a small knife, which pierced Shirou's shoulder, causing him immense pain and a muffled groan.

But Shirou knew that he now had at least a fighting chance.

He was wearing a form-fitting outfit, a bandana on his head, and holding Guan Yu and Mo Ye, Red A's favorite weapons, in his hands.