Not Knowing the Goodness of Sister R in Youth, Mistaking the Annoying Hair for a Treasure (2nd Update)

In an instant, Rider seemed to materialize out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, she had already reached Emiya Shirou.

She had shifted from spiritual form to physical form during her charge—a surprise attack method Heroic Spirits excelled at.

Facing this assault, Emiya Shirou gripped the paper blade created through reinforcement magecraft and, at the critical moment, raised it to block.

With a booming crash, Rider brushed past Emiya Shirou. Knocked down by the tremendous impact, Shirou rolled twice along the ground before using the momentum to get back on his feet.

Seeing that her attack had failed, Rider leaped up and immediately launched a series of attacks at Emiya Shirou with her chains. Shirou dodged every one of them.

He looked utterly miserable, but he had indeed avoided them.

Rider then landed again, assuming a strange pose with her body leaning forward, legs spread apart, and both arms braced against the ground before her.

At that moment, her exquisite figure was displayed in full, making countless people cry out in spite of themselves—so sexy!

Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought Rider was trying to seduce Emiya Shirou.

Rider: "How astonishing. To withstand my attacks with a human body... You're quite impressive, boy."

Emiya Shirou stared at Rider without replying, but a voice only he could hear echoed in his mind: "Yeah. I'm still an inexperienced Master, after all, so I need other ways to make up for my shortcomings."

As that thought rang out, a memory surfaced for Emiya Shirou—a memory from two days ago.

It was of him training at the dojo in his home under Mordred's guidance—or rather, getting beaten up.

Although he had been utterly crushed the entire time, Mordred had made it clear that there was no way Emiya Shirou