Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

What a sensible fellow.

But why did he have to eat at Shirou's house?

"The Mapo Tofu I make is, of course, the best. Rejoice, Lancer! Rejoice! On this cold night, you get to taste spicy, delicious Mapo Tofu. You'll surely be smiling in the afterlife!"

"Guna! Why would I be smiling in the afterlife?!"

Shirou had initially worried that Lancer would attack Kirei on sight, but now he didn't need to worry at all.

This world's Lancer had never been tricked by Kirei. Naturally, there would be no conflict. And things like being forced to commit suicide with a command would definitely not happen.

Besides, Lancer was at most a human participant possessed by Cú Chulainn.

"So, Kirei, why are you here at my house to eat Mapo Tofu?" Shirou asked, glancing at Kirei as he ate the tofu.

"Oh? Shirou Emiya, you won't even allow me to eat a meal here? Hmph... For the Mapo Tofu shop owner who worked hard to deliver food on a snowy night, are you that heartless?"

Shirou nodded. "Yes."

Kirei smiled with pleasure. "To be so heartless to someone who has been kind to you, you've taken the first step towards becoming a hero of justice."

"So you're here just to experience pleasure?" Shirou sighed. "Aren't you going to give me any information?"

"Information?" Kirei said nonchalantly. "Like where Miyu is? I don't know her exact location. You've asked many times, haven't you? That red-haired girl should know where she is. You should be looking for her, shouldn't you?"

"I don't need to ask where she is. I have other questions." After saying that, Shirou looked at Beatrice.

Beatrice was devouring the Mapo Tofu. Suddenly noticing the silence, she looked up in confusion.

"See? Since you've come to my house to eat Mapo Tofu, shouldn't you cough up some information?"

Beatrice glanced around uneasily. "Can we not talk about it?"

This girl clearly didn't understand the principle of "softening your mouth with someone's food and shortening your hands." Shirou Emiya would teach her properly!

"Of course not," Shirou said, picking up his twin blades. "Before I die, I get to eat..."

"I'll talk, I'll talk, alright!"

"Regarding some special rules of the Holy Grail War, if Berserker dies, then my participation is meaningless, because I no longer have the qualification to participate in place of the original Berserker."

Shirou nodded, then asked, "Is that all?"

"That's all."

"So short and weak," Shirou said contemptuously. "With something so short and weak, can you save your beloved Master Julian? Give me more, like..."

"Like the golden light that appeared then," Sakura asked anxiously, even interrupting Shirou impolitely.

"You mean that? Angelica, who possesses the Card of Archer, Gilgamesh. Hmph? Archer, you'd better be careful. If she sets her sights on you, you're as good as dead. You Faker, you'll probably be finished when you meet the real deal, right?

"But don't worry too much. Generally, Angelica doesn't come out," Beatrice said with a disgusted look. The object of her disgust was, of course, Angelica, Julian's sister and her strong rival.

"So she's still a weak Card?" Sakura chuckled self-deprecatingly. "But even so..."

Sakura looked at Shirou. "Senpai is still the strongest!"

Beatrice turned her head away upon hearing this. "I don't deny that Archer is strong. But Beatrice is the strongest, with the Card of Thor!"