Shirou tucked Shinji in under a blanket, then wailed as he looked at the unconscious Shinji.
"Gilgamesh actually ignored the fact that you're an ordinary person and knocked you out! Ah—Shinji!"
Gilgamesh whistled as though nothing had happened.
"Look what you've done, Gilgamesh! Don't you understand? You have to keep the supernatural hidden from ordinary people."
"Wasn't it hidden?" Gilgamesh said without the slightest self-awareness. "Killing him would also keep it hidden. As an ordinary person, death was inevitable for him. Better to have his life taken by this king than by time. Besides, he didn't seem to be dead yet, did he?"
"It was that close! Look where you hit him, and look at the weapon you used. Look, what is this? A spiked club! Gilgamesh, are you even human?"
Shirou's face was filled with grief, while Sakura sobbed as well over the tragic fate that had befallen her unfortunate brother.
Shinji had really suffered at Gilgamesh's hands.
"Tch, Shirou Emiya, don't think I can't tell that you're changing the subject. You merely wanted to use Shinji Matou to evade the pincer attack from Sakura Matou and me."
Gilgamesh mercilessly exposed Shirou's scheme.
That flawless tactic had been seen through again?
Gilgamesh, why are you so practiced at this?!
"What pincer attack? I would never join you in ganging up on my senior."
Sakura stepped forward, looking as though she was about to unleash Void Magic and battle Gilgamesh for hundreds of rounds.
"Looks like you don't know anything about the rotten things Shirou Emiya did."
"I didn't do anything rotten! I'll always love Sakura!"
Gilgamesh thought for a moment, then pulled out a recording—pen?—from his pocket.
Shirou suddenly felt a chill below the belt.
"I think you're almost at your limit, aren't you, Gilgamesh? You should hurry up