They had spent ages discussing what Servant might be summoned, along with a whole series of topics wholesome for both body and mind that branched off from it.
Shirou Emiya felt an itch of anticipation.
He had no idea what he would end up summoning.
Hopefully, nothing too bizarre would happen. It would be hilarious if he ended up with some absurdist Holy Grail War.
"Seriously, you're the one summoning a Heroic Spirit. How come you seem even more clueless than us?"
At that, Shirou Emiya rolled his eyes with exquisite grace, making everyone's faces darken.
Sure, that handsome face of his was easy on the eyes, but this was just weird!
"What am I supposed to do? I never even considered summoning any other Heroic Spirit. I was already looking forward to seeing My King hiss at me like a startled cat. Then you lot messed with my head. How the fuck am I supposed to know what I'm going to summon?
"Besides, we've already gotten this far. There's nothing I can do now. It's not like I can throw in a holy widow at the last minute and summon myself...
"Actually, maybe I could?"
Shirou Emiya sounded less and less confident as he spoke, though his eyes lit up at the end. If he really summoned Red Archer, things would get wildly entertaining.
But that was just bullshit. In reality, the summoning would probably be complete the instant his consciousness returned.
There really was nothing Shirou Emiya could do. He had arrived here halfway through the summoning ritual. What else could he do?
He would just have to wait until he got back.
"Oh, right. What's the deal with the other newcomer?"
"Holy shit, we forgot about this guy!" ×N
Everyone, who had been enthusiastically chatting and letting