Holy Grail War

Five meters...

Two meters...

In a single exchange, she was already before the Heroic Spirit. Facing this tall opponent, her bloodstained left arm shot forward in a strike.

Her right arm bent, the black broken blade that embodied her conviction driving hard toward the enemy's abdomen.

Even if the road ahead led straight to hell, she would walk it without hesitation!

"How cruel..."

"That such a woman really existed..."

The white-haired female Heroic Spirit fell silent, her gaze slightly dazed, as if even the conviction of her own existence had been shaken.

She raised her right hand high, the white short blade spinning rapidly in her palm a dozen times.

Without a hint of hesitation, it seemed, she drove it viciously down toward the girl's skull.

The melodious BGM came to an abrupt halt.

Time itself seemed to freeze in this moment.

The gray sky, the massive gears intersecting between the two, the surging clouds and mist.

Gradually, it formed a world-renowned tableau.

The lens pulled back...

Further back...

Then what came into view was a boundless graveyard of swords.

As the lens rapidly zoomed out, the gray sky instantly faded, countless rolling clouds drew the curtain, and ten thousand miles of white clouds surged into this desolate world, stretching as far as the eye could see, vast and endless.

Everything, at this moment, seemed utterly insignificant, enough to make one's heart tremble.

No one knew the outcome of the two, only the final scene like the clearing after rain.

Was it hinting at something?

"Is this the Parallel World's Shimo Yukino?"

In the classroom, Utaha Kasumigaoka locked her phone screen, her heart still shaken.

Reason told her this might be a movie PV funded by someone, or that the woman with that clear sense of justice and unwavering resolve might not be Yukino, but someone who merely looked like her.

Yet the surging emotions in her heart told her this PV was real!

Parallel Worlds exist!

That woman... was without a doubt Shimo Yukino!

No evidence at all, just an inexplicable intuition—it had to be her.

A Justice Partner, tearing apart a Heroic Spirit with her bare hands, staking everything on her ideals...

Thinking back to the shocking images just now, the girl felt her blood boil. Countless wonderful inspirations surged into her mind, and she wished she could write an incredibly cool, passionate light novel!

For some reason, Utaha felt a measure of respect for that Parallel World's Yukino.

The lingering irritation from the days when she and Yukino were both called the "High Peaks of Flowers" vanished in an instant.

No one could hate a truly kind person.

Going personally to a war zone, aiding refugees, putting justice into practice.

Absolutely badass!

Perfect. She'd set the protagonist of her new work as a gender-swapped Yukino!

The girl affirmed this to herself, then put on her headphones, unable to resist watching the video a second time.

There were still ten minutes until class started—enough time to enjoy it five times over.

Meanwhile, in General Affairs High School, Class 2-J.

Whispers rose among the students around her, all eyes converging on one direction.

"When did she become an actress?"

"I never thought Shimo-san, who seems so aloof on the surface, would be secretly filming a movie~."

"This movie feels way too real to me. It's like that Parallel World really exists. I never expected Shimo-san could be this cool. Kind of regret not making friends with her in our first year."

"I'll always love Shimo Yukino. I want to be a lesbian with her!"

"Shimo-san is right there, so go confess!"

"I like the Yukino from the Holy Grail World, not the Yukino from our world."

"Playing that two-word game, huh."

Shimo Yukino buried her face in her desk in embarrassment, hiding behind a book.

She was socially dead.

Truly socially dead.

Why did such a bizarre website even exist? Was that Shimo Yukino really her?

She didn't want to be a hero of justice!

After Fate/stay night aired, the internet erupted into an uproar.

On Observer Net alone, the number of bullet comments on the PV video had already accumulated into the millions, with all kinds of shocking remarks pouring in endlessly.

15. Miss Tokisaki Also Wants to Be a Hero of Justice!

"A hero of justice... that's seriously cool!"

In Tokyo, a black-haired young lady holed up at home murmured to herself, her eyes filled with longing.

Born into a wealthy family, she grew up under the doting care of her parents. From a young age, she was adorned with gold and jewels, navigating the envious upper-class circles of the mundane world without a single complaint. She had lived fourteen years of life like this.

Her life was stable and peaceful—she hated no one, and no one resented her.

The girl named Kurumi Tokisaki had lived happily like this all along, but whether due to her upbringing in an affluent environment or an innate disposition, a sense of pity always lingered in her heart...

Looking at the world, there were all kinds of people enduring hardships.

Some died innocently in war.

Some were born with illnesses and couldn't live long.

Some suffered from hunger and cold.

Some faced groundless discrimination.

A cold wind raged across the entire world, mercilessly striking down all the weak!

Whether on the internet, in media reports, or seeing such situations with her own eyes, Kurumi's heart would fill with a sense of powerlessness.

Because she could see it, because she could hear it, she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

She wanted to grow up quickly and do what she could to help more people through their suffering.

Some had mocked her naive, childish ideas, but that couldn't shake her conviction in the slightest.

So, when she saw the war-torn refugees in the Fate/stay night movie PV, Kurumi felt genuine sorrow, and when she saw someone extend a helping hand, she felt an excitement of finding a kindred spirit.

That pure sense of justice, that dream of wanting to help others find happiness...

In the girl's eyes, it was so beautiful and dazzling, perfectly matching the vision in her own heart!

It was like another version of herself living across time and space.

If only...

She could talk to that person...

In their belief that the world should become a better place, the two were aligned.

The difference was that that person already had the power to confront cruel reality.

She herself was merely a weakling.

But the spark of an ideal would never be extinguished—people would pass it down from generation to generation!

In the future, she too would become a Prometheus who stole fire, a great one willing to sacrifice herself to save others!

"I will become a hero of justice!"

The girl's eyes shimmered as she made up her mind.

Starting tomorrow, she would redouble her efforts, focusing her studies on becoming Prime Minister as her main goal.

Only by holding a high position could she save more people.

Abe, hold on until I grow up before you step down!

Nara Prefecture

Inside a rented room, an old television was broadcasting the news.

A female TV host smiled sweetly, delivering the script in an orderly and unhurried manner.

"Next up, a news flash: Prime Minister Abe will be giving a speech at Yamadera Station tomorrow. We hope everyone can come and applaud in support."

"Yamadera Station, huh..."

Yamagami Tetsuya murmured to himself, wiping down his gleaming homemade pistol.

Finally, had he waited for this moment?

All pitiful, long-held wishes will be settled come tomorrow.

Master Luo, you said...

This divination shall surely succeed!

On Observer Net, countless comments gathered beneath the analysis of Fate/stay night.

The comment section gathered people from all corners of the world, IP addresses varying widely—not only netizens from Sakura Nation, but also viewers from Yanhuang Nation, Akkameli Nation, Cosmos Nation, Tianzhu Nation, and many other countries...

Some believed the video was real, while many thought it was all special effects.

But quite a few people with a solid grasp of history had already begun analyzing the plot.

The identities of the Heroic Spirits were also fully exposed under the wisdom of the masses.

After all, it was easy to deduce from clothing styles, Noble Phantasm characteristics, speech quirks, and the like.

And so, people standing on their own positions erupted into fierce arguments in the comment section.

"Fictionalization isn't fabrication, adaptation isn't distortion—how could King Arthur possibly be a woman? Fake, absolutely fake!"

A viewer with an IP from the Empire of the Sun raged, frantically posting comments attacking the film.

This was the essence of Celtic Mythology—how could the legendary king be defiled like this!

Yet no one paid him any mind; more people were immersed in King Arthur's breathtaking beauty.

There were also many battle-power fanatics who delighted in chaos, stirring up fights everywhere.

"Sasaki Kojiro is a sword saint—his Swallow Reversal is otherworldly; clearing the Holy Grail War is no problem!"

"Your Kojiro got bloodied in the PV, and you're still pretending here?"

"Without a doubt, our great hero from Ancient Greece, Heracles, is the strongest!"