What an agreeable fellow.
But why did he have to mooch meals at his house?
"The mapo I make is naturally the best. Rejoice... be glad, Lancer. To be able to savor such spicy, delicious mapo tofu on this cold night—even if you died, you would go to your grave smiling, wouldn't you?"
"Gah! Why the hell do I have to go to my grave smiling?!"
Shirou had originally been worried that Lancer and Kirei would start fighting the moment they met, but now there was no need to worry at all.
Lancer of this world had never been tricked by Kirei in the first place. Naturally, there was no conflict between them. Things like using a Command Spell to order him to kill himself definitely had not happened either.
Besides, Lancer was, at most, a human participant possessed by Cú Chulainn.
"So why exactly are you, Kirei, coming to my house to eat mapo tofu?" Shirou asked as he ate tofu and glanced at Kirei.
"Oh? Shirou Emiya, you will not even allow me to eat a meal here? Hmph... On a cold night, amid drifting snowflakes, the owner of a mapo tofu... ramen shop who worked so hard to deliver food—you can be so heartless?"
Shirou nodded. "Yeah."
Kirei smiled in delight. "To be so heartless toward someone who once helped you, you have already taken your first step toward becoming an ally of justice."
"So you came here just to feel delight?" Shirou sighed. "Couldn't you at least tell us some information?"
"Information?" Kirei said indifferently. "For example, where Miyu is? I do not know her precise location either. Have you not asked me many times already? That red-haired girl should know where she is. If you want to ask, you should ask her, shouldn't you?"
"I do not need to ask where she is. I want to ask something else." With that, Shirou looked at Beatrice.
Beatrice was heartily devouring her mapo tofu when she suddenly noticed the silence in the air and looked up in confusion.
"Look, you have already come to my house and eaten mapo tofu. Shouldn't you cough up some information?"
Beatrice looked uneasily around her. "Can I not say anything?"
This girl clearly did not understand the principle of owing someone after eating their food or taking their things. Then he, Shirou Emiya, would teach her properly!
"Of course—not." Shirou picked up his twin blades. "To be able to eat this before your final moments..."
"I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?!"
"Under certain special rules of the Holy Grail War, once Berserker dies, even if I participate, it will be pointless, because I no longer have the qualifications to replace the original Berserker as a participant."
Shirou nodded, then asked, "That's all?"
"That's all."
"Pathetically little." Shirou looked down on her. "With so little, can you save your beloved Lord Julian? Give us a little more, like..."
"Like that golden light that appeared back then." Sakura anxiously asked, even rudely interrupting Shirou.
"You mean that? Angelica possesses the Archer card of the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh. Hmph? Archer, it looks like you need to be careful. If she sets her sights on you, you will be dead for sure. You faker—if you run into the genuine article, you will probably be finished, right?"
"But there is no need to worry too much. Generally speaking, Angelica will not come out." Beatrice spoke with a disgusted look on her face. Naturally, the object of her disgust was Angelica—Julian's older sister and her powerful rival.
"So it really is still a useless card?" Sakura laughed at herself. "But even so..."
Sakura looked at Shirou. "Senpai really is the strongest!"
Beatrice turned her head away at those words. "I will not deny that Archer is strong. But Bea is the strongest, because she has Thor's card!"
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