Endless Stories: Beginning with Type Moon

Chapter 50 Food, Sex, and Sex (new book please!)
Looking at the fried dumplings and side dishes in Shen Er's bento, Kasunari showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"It's so strange that the bento is actually fried dumplings."

"Don't talk to me, the two of us have completely broken up just now." As he spoke, Shen Er hammered his chest as if he was choking, "Yicheng, please have a cup of hot tea, hurry up!"

On the side, Shirou, who was eating his bento in a leisurely manner, couldn't help complaining: "Didn't you just say that you want to break up with Kazun?"

Shen Er, who took the tea handed over by Yicheng with a helpless face, raised his head and poured half a cup, and said, "The time for pouring tea is excluded."

"I said you." Shirou felt a little helpless. This friend of his, whom he had known since junior high school, hadn't changed at all for so many years.

"Besides, think about it in another way, Emiya! Wouldn't you be angry if it were you? Wouldn't you be angry if the club you created was suppressed by friends to such an extent? It's fine if you don't help, but it's still suppressed!"

"I can only blame you for bringing contraband?"

"Although I admit that I brought those magazines and games to school, but we didn't bring those [-] banned comics to school!"

"Huh? Isn't it?" Shirou was a little surprised.

"That's right." Shen Er muttered while eating, "Those were drawn by our animation club ourselves, and they can be regarded as the content and results of our activities."

"Wouldn't that be worse?" Shirou's eyes twitched, sweating silently, "I always feel that Issei has already treated you with a high hand and can even be said to be a fake public benefit. If this kind of thing is discovered by the teachers, it is definitely not a normal punishment. Suspension Punishment is possible."

"Don't worry, Emiya." Shen Er put down his chopsticks, folded his hands and chuckled, "The teacher will never find out where I am hiding."

"But." As he said, Shirou looked at Kazunari who was holding a teacup calmly, "but was found by Kazunari who is more familiar with your nature?"

"Cut!" Shen Er twitched the corners of his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "The next time I visit the temple, I might as well secretly replace all the scriptures with yellow books."

"If you dare to do that, I probably won't see you until graduation."

"What do you mean?" Shen Er was puzzled.

"Doesn't it take a long time to recover from being beaten by the monks and fracture all over the body?" Shirou replied honestly.

"If something unexpected happens at that time, the little monk will definitely chant scriptures for the benefactor all night, and only hope that the benefactor can be reborn in bliss."

As he said that, Yicheng closed his eyes and raised his hands to silently recite a Buddha's name: "It's good, it's good."

"I'll help too," Shirou pretended to raise his hand and silently recited a Buddhist mantra just like Issei.

"...are you two really my friends?"

After a while, Shen Er complained expressionlessly.

"Jiantong, can I have one of your fried dumplings? For some reason, my little monk was aroused by your fried dumplings."

Yicheng said so suddenly.

"Me too. After seeing fried dumplings, I suddenly felt a little craving for some reason."

Shirou also spoke.

"Okay, anyway, one person can't finish it." Shen Er casually stretched out the bento box to the two of them, "However, the cold fried dumplings always feel a bit of a fly in the ointment. I don’t have the feeling of meaty soup in my mouth at all.”

Listening to Shinji's words and adding a little bit of imagination, Shirou and Kazunari couldn't help swallowing at the same time.

"I don't know why, but after hearing what Shen Er said, I feel like eating the fried dumplings I just made even more."

"Well, so does the little monk." Yicheng, who picked up a fried dumpling, murmured, "It seems that the little monk's practice is still far from enough."

"It has nothing to do with lack of cultivation, right?" Shen Er waved his hands and said, "Didn't the ancients also talk about food and sex? It means that it is human nature to like beautiful things. In other words, material enjoyment and sensory enjoyment are both human nature. No matter how much you practice, you can't change your nature as a human being. And the ultimate goal of practice is to restrain excessive desires to achieve a state similar to that of a gentleman who is lustful but not lewd, not to eliminate desires, [-]%."

"Indeed, the monk has been taught."

"Shinji, are you good at Chinese cuisine?" Shirou asked.

"Okay."

"The way you said to cook dumplings with fried juice, please!" Shirou put his hands together and lowered his head.

Shirou, who walked out of the student council room with Kazunari and Shinji, said, "Thank you, Shinji. You can try this fried gyoza that is different from ordinary fried dumplings tonight. Fuji-san should be very happy to eat a new dish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shirou suddenly noticed something, looked over and found that Shinji stopped at this moment, frowning and looking at a certain female student who just passed the door of the student council room with a look of disgust.

And when Yicheng saw the female student, he showed the disgusted expression he had when he saw the God of Plague.

This girl is the flower of Gaoling in the hearts of almost all the boys in the Hokunhara High School—Rin Tosaka.

Shirou didn't quite know why his two friends disliked this perfect young lady, but he had heard a little about the grievances between Shen Er and Rin, and it was nothing more than Shen Er being beaten up after confessing to her in junior high school.

As for Yicheng, it seems that she was in the same school as this perfect young lady in junior high school, and she doesn't know the rest.

"Ara, student council president, Matou-san, if you don't hurry up, you'll be late."

Hearing the sound, Shen Er twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his face away.

Yicheng said, "You don't need to be reminded of this kind of thing!"

"Ah, that's it, then goodbye."

Before leaving, Rin's peripheral vision flicked over Shirou who was standing behind the two of them.

Time came to the evening after school unknowingly.

The top student after class - Tohsaka Rin was suddenly attracted by the smell of cooking on his way home alone, and stopped at the fork in the road.

After looking sideways, I realized that it came from the nearest Chinese restaurant in the shopping street next to me, which was crowded by a group of students at the door.

It was the first time for Rin to see the business of this Chinese restaurant so good, and it was usually deserted, even though the location was good—it was the restaurant closest to the school.

Gollum-

"It smells so good." Rin murmured as he stroked his stomach, and unconsciously, he suddenly had the idea that he might as well settle the dinner here.

But before Rin could start, he woke up in an instant.

No, no!

Seriously considering the efficiency of too many customers waiting for the food and the cost-effectiveness, Rin finally decided to give up the idea that just flashed in his mind.

Silently remembering today's special dish written in chalk on the signboard at the entrance of the Chinese restaurant - soup and fried dumplings, Rin was going to do it himself after returning home. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw Shinji squeezed out of the restaurant.

And when Shen Er squeezed out, he saw Rin not far away.

"Where's Sakura?"

Rin asked, keeping a distance of two meters from Shinji.

"Going home early to prepare dinner." Shen Er, carrying two food bags, replied casually, "Although I told her that I would buy fried dumplings, but she said that only fried dumplings are not considered dinner."

"That's it."

"By the way, do you want it?" Shen Er raised the grocery bag in his hand, "I realized that I bought too much after I bought it."

"Huh?" Rin froze.

(End of this chapter)