Fuyuki City had it rough...
Eat shit, King Hassan!
After finally escaping, they had relied on the A-rank Breath Concealment built into King Hassan's shield to flee from Angelica and Beatrice. It was all thanks to that shield.
"Senpai, I'm sorry. It looks like I became a burden to you. It was the same when we faced my brother, and it was the same this time," Sakura said apologetically.
Shirou shook his head. "How could that be? You're not a burden. Without you, how could I have dealt with Berserker? He should have been the strongest enemy in this Holy Grail War. It's just that two uninvited guests suddenly showed up and threw off my rhythm. Still, it's wonderful that you were willing to tell me how you felt."
"Hm?" Sakura looked at Shirou in surprise.
"You used to say nothing but inconsequential things and put on that mechanical smile. In your heart, you never saw me as someone you could truly rely on." Shirou patted Sakura's head. "Come to think of it, I've long regarded you as someone I can rely on. Only when I'm by your side do I see myself as Shirou Emiya, rather than an empty concept called an Ally of Justice. Do you understand? You're not a burden."
(Author: I'm going to die from the sweetness of this dog food I fed myself!!! So annoying!)
"Senpai..." Sakura lowered her head, steam rising from it again.
Without even looking, Shirou could imagine Sakura's pink cheeks.
But—if King Hassan didn't show up soon, this would turn into the kind of lovey-dovey display that got people killed early!
King Hassan, please, come out! Even if you want me to call myself Hassan Shirou bin Emiya Sabah, that's fine!
"Kid, it's not that I don't want to help you,