A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

"Then I'll die in vain, right..."

That's for sure.

Shirou Emiya knew the result very well, but he couldn't accept it. In the end, he could only attribute it to his own lack of ability.

"Oh, bad. It's already five o'clock while I was daydreaming."

The alarm clock rang for the end of the break.

He stood up from the bench and walked quickly to the place where he was working.

When the part-time job was over, the sun had already set.

It was not yet eight o'clock.

I finished ten minutes earlier than scheduled, just because I worked too hard.

It seems that because I went to such a place before work, I worked desperately.

Because this is in front of the station, the night has just begun.

There are a lot of people, and the cars on the road have not stopped.

Looking up, the lights in the building are still on, and it looks like a complicated lighting.

"I'll bring a gift to Sister Fuji when I go back───Forget it."

While looking up at the building with lights on, Shirou Emiya gave up the idea.

Because it is the largest building in Shinto, it is still difficult to see the top clearly.

Just when he was about to enjoy the night view and looked up at the building.

"────?"

It felt like he saw something strange.

"What was that just now?"

Emiya Shirou stopped and looked at the tallest building.

He focused his consciousness on his eyes and caught the thing that looked like a grain of rice vaguely in his sight.

"────What?"

That person looked like someone I knew.

What's the point? Why was he staying there?

With her long hair fluttering, she looked down at the street without doing anything.

"────"

It seemed like she didn't notice him.

No, it was impossible for her to see him.

That was the height that he could see with his magic power to enhance his vision, which was much better than that of ordinary people.

And it was because that person was standing alone in that place that he could see it. On the other hand, that person should not be able to notice himself mixed in the crowd on the ground, right?

She was just looking down at the street.

Was she looking for something? She could feel her sharp sight even from such a distance.

"────────"

Emiya Shirou forgot the time and looked up at the girl standing in the void.

That was on top of a high tower.

With her back to the moon, she looked down at the underworld, like a magician.

"Huh?"

Did she have nothing to do? She simply turned around.

The figure disappeared from the rooftop, leaving only the beautiful night view.

"Just now, it was Tosaka."

Although there was no definite evidence, it should be correct.

There were not so many girls with such a striking appearance, and more importantly, he did not stay long enough to make a mistake... the object of his secret admiration.

"Is that so. But... how should I say, that interest is really strange, Tosaka."

·······

Unlike Shinto, no one can be seen in Miyama Town.

As long as it is after 8 o'clock in the evening, no pedestrians can be seen, and the town returns to peace.

At the intersection, there is a house that I saw in the morning.

No one is there, and there is only a sign in front of the entrance that says "No Entry".

In just one day, a house is abandoned like a ruin.

Parents and sister killed by intruders.

What kind of life will be waiting for the child who survives in the future?

"────"

Emiya Shirou bit his lip for his own helplessness

Although he vowed to become like Kiritsugu, he couldn't do anything about what was happening around him.

Although he wanted to help others, in the end, he didn't even know what he could do now.

Climbing up the slope, he arrived at the Emiya house.

The lights were still on, and Fuji-san and Sakura were still there, right?

"I'm back──oh, is it only Fuji-san?"

"Huh? Ah, Shirou, you're back~"

Fuji-san turned around while eating pancakes.

A lively variety show was playing on TV.

"Really, you're back at this time again. Because the sun sets early in winter, I said I would come back early, right?"

"I did come back early. I chose a part-time job until eight o'clock, so don't talk nonsense. Then, what happened to Sakura. It seems that she only made dinner."

"Sakura went back early? She said she had something to do today, so she only came to make dinner."

Fuji-san seemed to be very happy.

To this person, everyone who can cook is a good person, right?

"I see. Indeed, maybe it's better to do that for now. It's dangerous recently, so why don't I cook dinner until the new semester?"

"Huh? I object! Shirou came back very late. If I cook after that, we won't be able to eat until after ten o'clock!"

"I say. Don't you have the choice to eat at your own home?"

"Because this is my home?"

Fuji-san tilted her head in confusion.

To be honest, Emiya Shirou didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

"Really, I know. It's useless to ask Fuji-san to cook. That doesn't matter. What's that under your feet? Did you pick up something extra again?"

Fuji-san has the habit of putting unwanted garbage in my house.

For example, the huge bowl she got from a family restaurant, the heavy teapot she got from the shopping street, the suspicious guitar she started playing, in short, she would treat other people's homes as convenient warehouses.

"Let me see. If it's garbage, throw it away."

"This? Well, it's a poster that we have in our house."

Fuji-san handed the poster to Emiya Shirou.

Maybe it's a poster of an enka singer who doesn't sell well or something?

"Let me see."

Look, the background of the blue sky is very fake, and the young man in military uniform is smiling and showing his thumb.

It looks like the title of the blood book is.

"The cute team of love, hurry up and join the Self-Defense Forces"

───Hey, isn’t this a poster recruiting members for the Self-Defense Forces!

"Then I don't want it anymore, so I'll give it to you."

"Wow, I don't want this either!"

Emiya Shirou quickly rolled up the poster and knocked it on Fuji-san's head.

"Hey! Missed!"

but……

Sister Teng used another hidden poster to fend off the upper section and fought back mercilessly.

There was a clang.

Emiya Shirou was hit lightly by the poster───

"Guwa!?"

Star! He just saw stars!

"Huh huh. I'm too young for Shirou's ability to hit me. If you're not willing to do it, just train again!"

"Gu Gang, that's not the problem. Why, why do posters made of paper have that kind of destruction sound?"

Could it be that this is an expert technique for cutting disposable chopsticks using the disposable chopstick bag? ?

"Eh? Ah, I'm sorry. The poster here is a deluxe iron plate version of the first-volume special edition. Shirou, is your head okay?"

"Sister Teng, you will definitely kill people one day, you have that kind of personality."

"Hehe. I'll feel at ease if I marry Shirou then~"

"Hmph, I'll refuse with all my might. I have no intention of marrying a natural killer."

"Huh. I don't think I'm that dangerous."

"As expected. It is said that people like that often don't realize it. It's true."

Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha.

Emiya Shirou also had to be careful not to get killed one day.

"Hmph, tell me as much as you can. The important thing is, Shirou, I'm hungry. I've been waiting until now, so hurry up and prepare dinner."

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Sister Teng stood up with a purr.

How strange. Sister Teng will come to help (even if she just prepares tableware), she must be very hungry.

"Yes. Then Sister Teng, where are the plates and bowls? At least you know how to serve rice."

"Yes? Shirou, can I use a big bowl?"

"Okay. Sakura isn't here today either, so there will be leftover food anyway."

"Very good, very good. The same goes for Shirou."

Sister Teng quickly filled the big bowl with rice.

"..."

never mind. I will have another bowl anyway, and if I interfere in what Fuji-san is doing, I will miss the dinner.

and……

Because random dinners like this have been a natural sight for the past few years.

The day is over.

After the noisy dinner, I sent Sister Teng to the entrance hall and took a bath.

Then there is hiding in the warehouse to do daily exercise.

After finishing as usual, I went to bed.

One o'clock.

Nothing happened, and the day ended smoothly.

Dream.

Emiya Shirou is in the fire.

Collapsed houses and charred people

No matter how you walk, there is only a red scene.

This was the scene ten years ago.

It's been a long time, and I can't think of any past memories.

Emiya Shirou was running in it as if it were replaying.

Although I knew it was a nightmare, I had no way of saying it.

Run, run, keep running.

In the end, he was saved through all his strength, as a child.

"────────"

Waking up with a nasty feeling.

It felt like there was a lead weight stuck in my chest.

I touched my forehead. Even though it was winter, I was sweating a lot.

"Ah, is it already this time?"

It's past six o'clock.

Listening carefully, the sound of kitchen knives could be heard coming from the kitchen.

"Sakura is also very early today."

It’s not time to admire

He also had to get ready quickly and help prepare breakfast.

"Shirou, what are you going to do today? It's Saturday, so you have to work in the afternoon?"

"No, there is no platoon to work. I want to do something over there, what's the matter?"

"Well, it's okay. I just wanted to come to the dojo to play if I have some free time. I'm in crisis this month."

"? Crisis, what?"

"It's a financial crisis. I'll be happy if someone makes me a lunch."

"Refuse. It's your own fault. It's better to skip a meal once in a while."

"Hmph, I'm not expecting Shirou. The only one I'm asking for is Sakura. Sakura, okay?"

"Yes. If it doesn't matter if the dishes are the same as my bento, I'll prepare it for you, teacher."

"Well, OK OK. Let's have lunch together today!"

Eating the same breakfast as usual.

In addition to the usual fixed menu this morning, we also prepared chicken with lotus root and konjac as the main dish.

Although I don’t think it’s necessary to do such a troublesome thing so early in the morning, I definitely have to do a lot.

Let’s use it as a lunch lunch.

Sakura is a member of the Kyudo Club, and Sister Fuji is also the consultant of the Kyudo Club.

It was only natural that the two of them would bring the same lunch box.

"By the way, Shirou. It's a bit late this morning. What's wrong?"

Fuji-san looked towards Emiya Shirou while drinking miso soup.

Really. Sister Teng is usually very dull, but only at this time is she particularly sharp.

"I had the same dream as before. When I woke up, I felt terrible, that's all."

"Why, it's normal. Then I'm relieved."

Sister Teng stopped talking without any particular interest.

Emiya Shirou really didn't care, and it wasn't something to be said seriously.

ten years ago.

Before he could forget the memory of the fire, he often had nightmares.

That situation disappeared over time, and now I can easily put it aside even if I have a dream and stand up again.

However, it seemed to be very serious at the time. From then on, Sister Teng who was at his house became very sensitive to this change in him.

"Shirou, do you have an appetite? Do you want to eat less today?"

"No. I have nothing to do, so don't use other people's dreams as an excuse to take away your food."

"Tsk. Although my sister is happy that Shirou has become stronger, it would be better if he was a little more slender."

"That's what I want to say. As a younger brother, I think it would be better for Sister Teng to be cuter."

They snorted and retorted without looking at each other.

Sister Teng took this as evidence that she was mentally alert and smiled reassuringly.

"────Humph"

To be honest, Emiya Shirou was glad that she was worried.

However, thanking her would be too much, so he snorted as usual.

"?"

Seeing them like this, Sakura, who was not sure of the situation, tilted her head in disbelief.

After Sister Teng went out, they also locked the door and left the house.

"Senior. I won't be able to help you from tonight to Monday, is that okay?"

"? It doesn't matter. It's Saturday, Sakura has to be with someone, so don't worry about it."

"Hey───No way, no! It's not like that. It's really just a personal matter, and I will definitely go to the club! So, if something happens, please come to the dojo and I will find a way! I'm not going to play on Saturday, So, please don’t misunderstand me in any weird way.”

"???"

Sakura was acting suspiciously and seemed nervous.

I don’t know what she wants to say, but I can’t come on Saturday anyway.

"I understand. If anything happens, I will go to the dojo."

"Yes, I'd be happy if you did."

Sakura held her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Sakura, who looked down, her expression suddenly stiffened.

"Senior, hand──"

"?"

Sakura looked at his left hand.

Emiya Shirou looked at it──red blood dripped down.

"Ah?"

He pulled up the cuffs of his uniform.

There was indeed blood oozing out there.

"What's going on? Did you get a cut last night when you were working on those scraps of metal?"

But it won't hurt.

The same goes for the wound, only a red stripe swollen like blood stasis.

The bruise stretched straight from the shoulder to the back of the hand, looking like a small snake moving from the shoulder to the palm.

"Forget it, it won't hurt, it should go away soon. It's okay, don't worry about it."

"Yes. Since the senior said so, I don't care."

Did she feel uncomfortable seeing the blood? Sakura lowered her head and remained silent.

Emiya Shirou said goodbye to Sakura, who had a club, and walked towards the school building.

There are sports club members who are dedicated to running in the school yard, and they are full of energy since the morning.

"..."

However, Emiya Shirou felt a serious sense of violation.

School is the same as usual.

The students who work hard in the morning exercises are full of energy, and the brand-new school building is not dirty at all.

"Am I too worried?"

However, as soon as I closed my eyes, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The school building was covered with filth like mucous membrane, and the students running in the school courtyard felt like empty dolls.