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

"Ah~" Nakano Nino cupped her blushing face in one hand and poked at the takoyaki with the other, affectionately feeding it to Oda Nobunaga.

"Aww."

Oda Nobunaga opened his mouth naturally and chewed twice: "The taste is not bad."

He had been intrigued the whole way, and at this moment he casually picked up a demon mask from a roadside stall and put it on his face: "How about this?"

"Saburo-sama is always the best!" Nakano Miku immediately praised.

"Lord Xin is so handsome!"

Nakano Nino said with delight, then her expression turned sour: "That's right, why didn't you wear the yukata I prepared!"

"You mean this outfit? I just grabbed one. Anyway, no matter what Nobunaga wears, he'll always be the most dazzling one!" Oda Nobunaga said with unusual pride, hands on his hips.

His yukata was black, but unlike the simple patterns of men's yukatas, it was embroidered with large patches of red spider lilies, like splashed ink. Anyone else wearing this would definitely not be able to pull it off.

However, Oda Nobunaga's handsome and striking appearance, coupled with his black hair and blood-red eyes, actually complemented the yukata perfectly.

Now that he's wearing the demon mask, he really does look like a demon king from hell.

“It wasn’t me who prepared it…” Nakano Miku said dejectedly, clutching the paper bag in her arms.

Nakano Satsuki honestly replied, "It wasn't me." Nakano Satsuki didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Nakano Ichika said with a smile, "Although I also prepared one, Lord Nobunaga did not choose mine."

"Could it be Yotsuba?" Nakano Nino looked at Yotsuba, who was still making a fuss on the side.

"What?" Nakano Yotsuba turned around blankly, the ribbon on her head trembling.

"It doesn't matter at all." Oda Nobunaga reached out and pushed the mask to the side of his head, revealing his eerily beautiful face. His blood-red eyes narrowed, creating a stark contrast between beauty and ugliness with the demon mask on the side of his head. "Since you've come all this way, continue to enjoy the joyous festival."

Oda Nobunaga held his mask with one hand, and his usual fierce aura seemed to soften, transforming into a strange charm.

"This is a rare act of mercy from me. Of course, we can't slack off after the trip. We'll have another test tomorrow, and everyone has to pass this time!"

"If you can't do that, then commit seppuku (ritual suicide) as an apology~"

She uttered terrible remarks in a cute tone.

The Nakano sisters, with pained expressions, replied in unison, "Yes—"

"But let's enjoy ourselves now." Oda Nobunaga's tone was as if he were saying he'd die tomorrow and was just having a good time today. "After all, I'm not some kind of devil."

No, you are!

The Nakano sisters' dejected appearance successfully amused Oda Nobunaga, who let out a sexy laugh from his chest, turned his head slightly, and revealed his blood-red eyes under his black hair, which were unbelievably alluring: "Alright, I remember you two had some kind of agreement, didn't you? Anyway, let's enjoy the fireworks today."

Nakano Miku was taken aback: "Saburo, do you still remember this?" He didn't even call him "sir" anymore.

“Isn’t this only natural? You are my retainers.” Oda Nobunaga tapped Miku on the head with his demon mask. “Do I look like someone who can’t even remember something like this?”

"I instructed them to use the most beautiful and best fireworks, so look forward to it and be grateful."

As the de facto ruler of the Japanese government, Oda Nobunaga's casual orders would put his subordinates on high alert, let alone with his immediate superior present.

“Saburo…” Nakano Miku’s eyes welled up with tears. After all, Oda Nobunaga was not a gentle person. He really didn’t expect that Oda Nobunaga would remember what he had told him when they first met.

The Nakano Five Sisters made a promise to their deceased mother that they would watch a fireworks festival together.

"Lord Nobunaga, you're the best!" Nakano Nino hugged Oda Nobunaga's arm affectionately, touching him deeply, and rubbed her face against his shoulder happily.

"Yes, I understand. Shin is the best!" Oda Nobunaga said smugly.

“You’re really reliable, Lord Nobunaga.” — Nakano Ichika

"Thank you so much... thank you, Lord Nobunaga." The first "thank you" represented the five sisters, and the second was for herself. Nakano Satsuki said very softly.

"I absolutely adore Lord Nobunaga!" This was Nakano Yotsuba's overly blunt statement.

Nakano Miku, who was suddenly squeezed to the outside, was dumbfounded. She was the Master, she was the one who started it... Why did it turn out like this?!

……

Coincidentally, someone else who felt the same way as Nakano Miku was also devastated.

"Is this where Sherlock Holmes lives?" Conan Edogawa exclaimed excitedly, then his face fell. "So, why are you here too, Hattori?"

"Don't you prefer Ellery Queen?" Conan Edogawa asked the probing question.

“Liking Ellery Queen doesn’t mean I don’t like Sherlock Holmes!” Hattori Heiji argued. “In fact, no detective dislikes Sherlock Holmes… at most, they’re not as fanatical as you, Kudo.”

"But! This was clearly an invitation from Sherlock Holmes, so why are there so many people?!" Conan Edogawa couldn't take it anymore and pointed to the large group of people beside him. "Even Ran is here!"

"Conan." Ran Mouri noticed Conan and quickly ran over, asking with great concern, "How have you been living with your parents these past few days? Honestly, they left so suddenly without saying a word. I was really worried. I only felt a little better after receiving a call from your aunt and uncle."

"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan."

Conan Edogawa scratched his head awkwardly. His staying at the Aoki family's house was a completely unexpected event. He had his parents call Ran afterwards to avoid making Ran worry.

"Why did Uncle come this time?" Conan Edogawa's lips twitched as he looked at the middle-aged man laughing loudly among the detectives. "Did Holmes really invite Uncle?"

Sherlock Holmes couldn't possibly be unaware that Kogoro Mouri solved all of his cases.

"Well... actually, it was my father's disciple, Amuro Tooru, who received the invitation, but my father was worried about him and wanted to travel for free, so he came instead." Ran Mouri looked embarrassed, clearly indicating that Kogoro Mouri was only interested in traveling for free.

Who is Amuro Tooru?

Conan Edogawa looked at the blond, dark-skinned man with suspicion, his inner rival alarm bells ringing.

Moreover, being invited by Sherlock Holmes, he is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Conan, why are you here?" Ran Mouri asked suspiciously.

"Well, I came with Aoki-nii. Where's Aoki-nii?" Sorry, Ran.

Conan Edogawa didn't want to be beaten up by Ran at Holmes's invitation party, and he didn't dare to reveal the truth.

Makoto Aoki, who had just pushed the door open, was taken aback and subconsciously replied, "I brought Conan with me."

"Is it Aoki-kun?" Ran Mouri covered her mouth in surprise. Although they weren't very close, the live broadcast of the Holy Grail War made Makoto Aoki known all over the world, and Ran Mouri thought he was a reliable person. "If it's Aoki-kun, then there's no problem."

Conan Edogawa rolled his eyes.

"It's Makoto Aoki!"

"Where is Taigongwang's master!"

"Also a mystery novelist."

Those around him recognized Makoto Aoki; after all, he was a big celebrity. Unless one was a savage completely isolated from modern society, no one should be unaware of him.

"Hello, Aoki-kun." The handsome chestnut-haired man walked over with a friendly smile. His attire was very similar to Sherlock Holmes'. "I am Hakuba Saguru, a detective from the Kingdom of Okinawa."

"Is Aoki-kun also here to participate in Sherlock Holmes' challenge?"

After all, with Taigong Wang as a follower, this challenge is a bit too unfair.

"Huh?" Aoki Makoto then noticed that there were so many people around. It must have been that guy's doing. "No, I came with him."

He introduced Conan Edogawa.

"I see." Hakuba Saguru did not look down on Edogawa Conan just because he was a child. After all, the person invited by Holmes would not be simple.

"Then please guide me, young man, but I will not hold back." Hakuba Saguru revealed a confident smile. "I will definitely solve the mystery and become Holmes's master."

Conan Edogawa didn't even want to pretend to be a child anymore. He pointed at the group of very familiar-looking detectives next to him and gritted his teeth: "You all came here because of this?"

“Yes,” Hakuba Saguru said frankly. “I thought it was a scam at first, but since Aoki-kun is here, it must be an invitation from the real Sherlock Holmes.”

This die-hard Sherlock Holmes fan, no less enthusiastic than Conan Edogawa, clenched his fist, with flames raging in the background: "I will definitely gain Sherlock Holmes's approval!"

Conan Edogawa's face went completely blank.

Why!

He was the one who first contacted Aoki Makoto and got in touch with Holmes, and he was the one who received the invitation first, so why did it turn into a team-building activity for the detectives?

Conan Edogawa's heart shattered into pieces.

This is not the end of the blow.

"Dad?"