My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

At the same time, Kudo and his two companions were also talking about Arthur.

"That guy is definitely not an ordinary person!" Shinichi Kudo rattled off his deductions. "He's definitely been specially trained; his muscles are incredibly well-defined. And he was so calm in the face of the corpse. An ordinary person would have panicked and screamed by now, but he still had the composure to pour that girl a cup of tea before telling us to call the police. Plus that excuse—not being able to hear a heartbeat? If that's a lie, then he's definitely hiding something. If it's true… that's still strange; how could he hear it from that distance?"

Moreover, Shinichi Kudo thought that the young man named Arthur was too cold-hearted.

Of course, he also showed pity when facing the dead woman, and Shinichi Kudo could see that it was genuine, but Arthur's indifference stemmed from his disregard for the dead.

It seems that death is a common occurrence.

In modern times, aside from certain professions, how many people come into contact with a large number of dead people? If Arthur hadn't only had a sword callus and not a gun callus, Shinichi Kudo would have had Inspector Megure secretly investigate him long ago.

"You're just jealous of others!" Sonoko Suzuki protested. "That's clearly gentlemanly conduct, unlike that deduction maniac who abandons Ran the moment he sees a case!"

"I……"

Shinichi Kudo felt extremely guilty about this, after all, that was exactly what he was like.

"Besides, Arthur looks like a prince, a knight, how could he be a bad person?"

Sonoko Suzuki's eyes showed longing.

Shinichi Kudo was speechless now, because Arthur's demeanor was so upright and honest, without a trace of malice.

Noble, dignified, and awe-inspiring.

If I weren't a waiter in a coffee shop, I'd probably think it was a prince from some country.

Forget it.

Since there was no further evidence, and Ran didn't dwell on handsome men like Sonoko did, Shinichi Kudo quickly put the matter out of his mind.

However, some doubts remained deep in my heart.

For example, who exactly is Arthur?

"Did it scare you?"

In Eriri's imagination, the young man who was exposed should have been panicked, angry, or even furious, but she never expected Arthur to react this way.

Arthur replied gently, as always, "I'm sorry, because I'm already dead."

"It's only natural that there's no heartbeat."

The brain and heart of a Heroic Spirit are actually the location of their spiritual core, and can simulate the flow of blood and the beating of the heart, but this is a huge waste for the Old Sword, which is extremely lacking in mana.

Eriri was completely stunned, never expecting Arthur to reveal his true colors so easily.

Should she apologize? But Arthur was the one who didn't tell her first, and thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel stubborn and unwilling to apologize first.

"So, what's your current situation?"

"You can think of it as a ghost with a physical form."

"Afraid of sunlight? Well, it seems you're not afraid." After all, I've never seen him avoid it.

"So you were a true knight in your previous life?"

"Correct."

"That……"

Eriri's words suddenly caught in her throat as she recalled her earlier conversation with Arthur about the Knights of the Round Table.

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Eriri spoke:

Are you King Arthur?

The young man paused slightly. In the setting sun, his blond hair seemed to melt into the slanting sunlight, and his blue eyes were the deep color of the ocean.

"Yes."

He replied.

You should scream, you should be excited.

That's King Arthur, the one famous all over the world, even she, a half-baked Englishwoman, knows him, the super famous King Arthur whom her father idolizes.

Not a knight, not a prince.

Rather, he is a king who is more aloof, noble, and untouchable than anyone else.

However, I don't know what expression to make.

Tears fell, unstoppable.

Eriri kept rubbing her face until it was red, not wanting him to see her disheveled state.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot..." she kept repeating, unsure whether she was referring to the already dead him or to her own foolishness.

"Yinglili."

The voice in my ear was always gentle and calm.

However, Eriri felt extremely angry.

"I hate you."

"Huh?" He was a little confused, but that was all.

"That's it."

Eriri's voice grew louder and louder: "You're always like this, answering everything I ask you politely, and taking everything so lightly. Why aren't you angry? Why aren't you annoyed? It's because you don't belong to this world at all, and nothing has anything to do with you, right!"

Therefore, he was only kind to her because of chivalry and gentlemanly conduct.

It wasn't because she was Eriri Sawamura Spencer, but because any girl he met at that time and place could be so accepted.

His gentleness was simply because he was gentle.

"Even now..."

Eriri stood there, unaware of how pitiful she looked, like a tulip drooping in the rain.

Tears streamed down her light blue eyes, and her fair cheeks were red from wiping them. Despite her obvious sadness, the blonde girl stood tall, as if unwilling to show weakness to anyone.

She's used to hiding her feelings, and when she's sad, she becomes sharper than anyone else, like a delicate rose raising its thorns, thinking it can protect itself.

"It doesn't matter who it is. You're still so gentle and tolerant, no matter who you're with, even if... it's not me."

"On the contrary, girls like me would be annoying, but you are the high and mighty King Arthur, you are the king, how could you hold a grudge against a little girl like me?"

"I hate you the most when you're like this."

Even her usually adorable little tiger teeth looked listless; Eriri stood there as if awaiting her final judgment.

She knew he wouldn't be angry. In his eyes, she was just being unreasonable like a child. But the more he acted that way, the angrier and sadder she became.

Because Arthur is so far away, so far away that no matter how hard she tries, she can never reach him.

"Correct."

Arthur looked directly into the girl's eyes, his smile fading.

"No matter who it was, I would have gone to save them at that time."

"My sword is for protecting the world and the people."

"I cannot turn a blind eye to any vulnerable person, and I will do my best to protect everyone."

Even though she already knew the answer, Eriri almost lost all her strength at this moment.

“But…” Arthur smiled faintly, “I’m so glad I saved Eriri back then.”

"Eri is a very cute girl."

"She is the cutest girl I have ever seen since I came into this world."

I was hit.

It was a complete and utter defeat.

She knew perfectly well that he wasn't the person she expected, but at this moment she couldn't deceive herself any longer.

From the day I was rescued until now, in this short period of time, the little emotion that had been hidden in my heart has finally sprouted at this moment.