Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

Shirou blinked, wondering if it was pole vaulting again. He'd managed to sweep up almost all the heroines with a single pole vault, making him quite the hero in the harem world.

"I was strolling down the hallway, unfamiliar with the new school, and I saw something incredible. The field was empty, the weather was cold, and it was getting late. I only saw one person running.

"As I was wondering what that person was doing, I decided to go take a look, and there they were, pole vaulting."

After she finished speaking, Sakura smiled, as if recalling a memory that brought her a heartfelt smile.

"It was a cold evening, the sun wasn't really out, and snowflakes were falling, making it look quite desolate. Only one person was running, and running, and then the pole fell. It kept repeating, but they kept trying.

"'As long as you try, it doesn't matter what the result is, right? But that height, it's so much higher than that person. Even I felt it was too much of a stretch, and I think that person knew they couldn't make it. But they kept at it for nearly three hours.

"'At that moment, I thought, seeing Senpai persevere like that gave me the motivation to keep living, to keep going like this. Instead of completely succumbing to the coldness of home and becoming a walking corpse.'"

If the pole vaulting was just another simple way to capture girls' hearts, Shirou felt it would be better to have fewer of them. He wasn't a man of many affections, and spreading himself too thin was exhausting. But if doing so could give some hope to those who had lost faith in life, he was willing to pole vault for ten days or a hundred days.

"That's a memory that belongs only to me, a memory that's kept me going until now."

"I'm so glad I met you, Senpai."

"Sakura..." Shirou was stunned, but then a huge noise erupted from the bridge.

Shirou turned to see Lancer being relentlessly pushed back by Berserker. In a little while longer, he would likely be defeated by Berserker.

No, he had to hurry and help, otherwise everyone would be finished today.

"Wait, Senpai! Your magic is insufficient!" Sakura grabbed him, her eyes filled with determination—she wouldn't let Shirou go.

"Then what should we do?" Shirou gritted his teeth and asked. He couldn't bring himself to abandon his teammate like this.

"As expected, Senpai can't do something like that. I guessed as much," Sakura said, bringing her cheek close to Shirou's face.

"Mmm..." Shirou looked at Sakura's face as it drew nearer, feeling her warmth.

"This should be enough, right? Senpai should be able to hold on a little longer?"

Am I going to die?

Lancer gave a wry, helpless smile. He was too restricted. He had to block Berserker's every attempt to charge forward, because if he couldn't, Archer and the others would be in danger.

The only one who could kill Berserker now was Archer.

Berserker, as a Heroic Spirit, was also known for his wisdom. He had immediately discovered this weakness.

It seemed he was finished. It was hateful that Berserker wasn't dead yet and was still being treated like a puppet to be controlled.

He closed his eyes but felt a surge of potent magic and heard a resolute voice not far away.

"I Am The Sword That Is All The Body!"

Author's Notes: Giving Brother B a death with Unlimited Blade Works is also giving him some face.

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

Chapter 20: Berserker!