Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

"You lightened your skin?" Rider frowned. "And dyed your hair?"

"That's right. I lightened my skin and dyed my hair, but I'm still a villain," Shirou said bluntly.

Rider didn't know whether Shirou was a villain, but Rider knew Shirou had definitely undergone Reason Evaporation.

"So?"

Rider asked cautiously. Looking at Shirou only made him more uneasy. It really looked like Shirou was about to cause trouble.

"Traceon!"

Shirou projected some cosmetics, then projected a wig as well. It was a white, spiky wig that stood straight up, and Shirou put it on.

"The Master of that red-haired Assassin?" Rider's finger trembled as he pointed at Shirou, his eyes nearly popping out. Aside from the skin color being a little off, they looked practically identical.

"Looks like I do resemble him a bit." Shirou stroked his chin, then began applying makeup.

Before long, he projected the clothes as well, and they fit perfectly when he put them on.

Finally, he frowned and still projected a wild silver cross, hanging it around his neck. He added two earrings as well, and only then was the transformation complete.

The cross was just a little ugly.

"What kind of taste is this? What's so good about a cross?" Shirou muttered.

"I think it looks pretty good. With that black outfit, it's much better than Hassan's previous attire," Astolfo commented.

Shirou's previous outfit had been projected in imitation of Hassan of the Cursed Arm's clothes, complete with a skull hanging from it. In truth, Hassan's own outfit came without a shirt, consisting only of a cloak and trousers.

"Fine." Shirou scratched his head. Next time, he would just project his teacher's outfit instead.

He refused to believe Astolfo would still dare say that if he wore King Hassan's full set.

"Rider, let's go."

Rider