Berserker!

Shirou froze. Could it be pole vault again? One bout of pole vaulting had practically scooped up all the heroines. Shirou Emiya could be considered a legend in the harem world.

"I was taking a walk down the hallway, still unfamiliar with the new school, when I saw something incredible. There was no one left on the field, it was cold and getting late, yet I saw someone running.

"I wondered what that person was doing, so I went to take a look. That person was practicing pole vaulting."

After saying that, Sakura smiled, as though it were a memory that truly made her smile.

"It was a cold evening. The sun barely came out, snowflakes drifted down, and everything looked so lonely. There was only one person running, running, then dropping the pole, over and over again. But he kept trying.

"As long as you work hard, it does not matter what the result is, right? But that bar was so much higher than him. Even I thought it was asking too much. I thought that person must have known he could not clear it. But he still persisted, for nearly three hours.

"At the time, I thought that seeing how determined you were gave me the strength to keep living, to keep going. Instead of completely sinking into that cold home and becoming a walking corpse."

If pole vaulting had merely been another simple way of winning a girl's heart, Shirou would have preferred one less. He was not such a promiscuous person, and spreading himself among too many people was exhausting. But if doing this could give hope to those who had lost faith in life, then he would willingly jump for ten days, even a hundred.

"That is a memory that belongs to me alone, a memory that has kept me going until now."

"I am so glad I got to meet you, Senpai."

"Sakura..." Shirou stared blankly, but a tremendous crash suddenly came from the bridge.

Turning around, Shirou saw that Lancer had been beaten back again and again by Berserker. In a little while, he would probably be defeated by Berserker.

No, he had to go help immediately. Otherwise, they would all be finished today.

"Wait, Senpai! Your magical energy is running low, isn't it?" Sakura grabbed him, her eyes filled with determination—she would not let Shirou go.

"Then what should we do?" Shirou asked through gritted teeth. He could not bring himself to abandon a teammate like this.

"As expected, Senpai could never do something like that. I guessed as much." As Sakura spoke, she brought her face close to Shirou's.

"Mm..." Shirou watched Sakura's face draw closer and felt her warmth.

"This should do it. Senpai should be able to hold out a little longer now, right?"

Am I going to die?

Lancer smiled bitterly in helplessness. He was being restricted too severely. He had to block every attempt Berserker made to charge through. If he failed to stop him even once, Archer and the others would be in danger.

Right now, Archer was the only one who could kill Berserker.

Berserker, as a Heroic Spirit, was also known for his intelligence. He immediately noticed this weakness.

Looks like it was over. What was truly hateful was that Berserker had not even died, and was still being used as a puppet.

He closed his eyes, but then felt an immense surge of magical energy and heard a resolute voice from nearby.

"My body is made of swords!"

Author's Note:

Giving Brother B a death through Unlimited Blade Works could be considered showing Brother B some respect.

Today's second update is here~~~~~~~~~~~~

Berserker!