The Type-Moon Screening

"Shirou's temptation~"

"I sang a love song~"

"Beneath the loveliest sky, the moonlight shone so beautifully~~~"

"The happiness Shirou gave me dried away my loneliness~~~"

Bellows fanned blazing flames, steel was forged into swords, and hammers rang out in a steady rhythm.

Inside the scorching Workshop, a long-haired young man in white—Emiya, an NPC in the players' eyes—was stir-frying meat and vegetables in an iron wok.

Nearby, puppets on an industrial assembly line worked busily, packing Dharma Artifacts of varying quality into canisters according to the procedures Ma Xianhong had set in advance.

"Can someone turn off that annoying music?!" Rin Tohsaka slapped the table. "Who keeps playing this song? Their taste is awful."

Not far away, Su Lin raised his right hand. "Me."

Rin Tohsaka smacked her forehead and slowly sat back down. "Your! Taste! Is excellent!"

"I think so too." Su Lin nodded. "Want to hear the symphonic version?"

Rin Tohsaka clenched her fist and forced a smile. "No, thanks. This normal version is already wonderful."

As it gradually melted into shape, Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin in puzzlement, set down the box on his back, and glanced at the people beside him, who were eating meat and drinking wine with gusto.

"Has he been like this ever since he got back?" Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice.

"Honestly, when I woke up this morning and saw the forum saying that all the dungeon gates to parallel Moon Worlds had opened, that Servants who'd entered before could gain player status in the Dimensional Corridor, and that there were even veteran-guides-newcomer events and returning warriors, I felt something was off."

"Isn't that guy a little too excited? It feels like he's already started doing whatever he wants."

Lu Mingfei had never expected Su Lin to have