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

"If a man doesn't even have the courage to pick up a gun, that would be terrible."

These are the words that Hachiman Hikigaya said when he refused to serve in the rear.

Unbeknownst to him, under the tempering of war and the pressure of crisis, Hachiman Hikigaya had completely lost his former reclusive and lazy demeanor. In the end, his previous indifference was just a form of escapism.

"It's alright, I still have Command Seals. I'm Scáthach's student."

Despite Hachiman Hikigaya's insistence, he ultimately did not go to the safer mainland, but instead remained in Japan.

He held a newly developed laser gun in his hand, his body wrapped in soft yet tough fabric, gazing at the dark ocean and the horizon where the sea met the sky.

In just a few short months, the whole world seemed to have become unfamiliar.

If I were to describe my past self, I would probably have retreated into my shell like a snail, or perhaps done something self-destructive.

But now, Hachiman Hikigaya will only stay here and fight for the continuation of humanity.

Humans cannot survive without fighting, even if he is a Master. Never before has Hachiman Hikigaya been so clear about what he should do.

He's Scáthach's apprentice.

Scáthach, a renowned teacher in mythology, has taught countless heroes, with Cú Chulainn being just the most famous among them.

"Ah, humanity will not lose."

Looking into the distance, Hachiman Hikigaya said this.

Not only Hachiman Hikigaya, but countless people along the entire defensive line were busily moving about. The majestic Great Wall stretched across the sea, and the ancient city walls withstood countless attacks from the Rahm. Meanwhile, the other soldiers stood on the city walls, ready to fight the Rahm at any moment.

Today, Japan has been transformed into a massive fortress. The rest of the population and production lines have been moved to the interior of the mainland, leaving only soldiers and a limited number of logistics personnel on this island nation, each of whom is prepared to die.

After Tiamat awakens, this place will inevitably become the most brutal battlefield.

Indeed, with wave after wave of Lahem tides, even though they were repelled by the combined efforts of humans and Heroic Spirits, casualties were still inevitable, and some Heroic Spirits had already left the field.

Spartacus perished in the explosion of all his magical energy, Darius III was engulfed by the endless Rahm, and the swordsman, skilled only in fighting humans, had his spirit core easily pierced...

Every fallen hero is a huge loss, but such sacrifices have ultimately preserved the few lines of defense we have today.

At the same time, Makoto Aoki knew very well that if the Heroic Spirits were devoured by the Chaos Tide, they would be controlled by Tiamat, and every Heroic Spirit who left the field would destroy their own spirit core before they could no longer resist.

Similarly, the human sacrifices are countless. Every day, tens of thousands or even more people die on the front line. Their bodies cannot be recovered. All that remains is the simple name on the original conscription information form.

But no one will stop, even those who haven't participated in the fight; everyone else still has their own things to do.

Makeup, OK.

Clothes, OK.

The manuscript is ready.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath, put on her headphones, and showed her sweetest smile. She glanced at the digital watch next to her and turned on the microphone in front of her.

"It's time for the evening news again. Let's take a look at today's news..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's deliberately honed sweet voice traveled through microphones and radio waves to countless televisions where people were working. Amidst their busy work, many people turned their attention to this fair-skinned, beautiful, and gentle-smiling girl. Her voice, like a gentle stream, soothed their inner fatigue.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was originally in charge of copywriting and writing the manuscript, but when there was a lack of suitable candidates, she volunteered to be the host.

In fact, she has considerable talent and has completed her missions perfectly so far.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who usually presents a cold expression at school, this time offered a sweet smile to everyone in front of the television screen.

Because she knows that smiles have power, she hopes that everyone can feel her emotions and receive the strength she wants to give. Perhaps not everyone will like it, but as long as one person is inspired by her smile, that is the meaning of her smile.

Even if she couldn't go to the battlefield, she was still active on her own battlefield.

Today, Kasumigaoka Utaha has become a goddess in the hearts of many people and has accumulated considerable popularity. Perhaps, as she said, if you don't love her, you will definitely regret it.

Sweat beaded on Kaguya Shinomiya's forehead as she changed the bandages of a wounded soldier. The air was thick with the smell of blood, and the space was filled with painful groans and howls. But they were undoubtedly lucky; they were still alive.

Kaguya Shinomiya's pristine white nurse's uniform was stained with pus and blood. In fact, the soldier she was changing the dressing had a festering wound, and the stench was overwhelming. From initially feeling nauseous, Kaguya could now perform the task without batting an eye.

Kaguya Shinomiya is a genius, that's beyond doubt, so her hands didn't tremble for a moment, and she completed the dressing change in the most standard and painless way.

"Thank you, nurse."

Before leaving, the soldier, who had been silent all along, whispered to Kaguya Shinomiya.

"I should be thanking you. You've worked hard. Please get some rest." Kaguya Shinomiya lowered her eyes and gave him a reassuring smile. It wasn't the smile she had deliberately practiced before, but a genuine and gentle one.

She pushed the medicine cart and walked away slowly.

Something had changed after all; Kaguya Shinomiya seemed to have softened, no longer as calculating and cold as before.

What is Kintaro doing now?

Kaguya Shinomiya rarely thinks about this anymore.

But she knew that Sakata Kintoki was doing the same thing as she was doing now, saving others.

"Begin the treatment, I will eradicate all poisons, all harmful substances (Nightingale Pledge)!"

In the severely wounded camp on the other side, the healing green light never stopped.

Nightingale used her Noble Phantasm once again. Such frequent use caused damage to her Spirit Origin, while her Master, Amuro Tooru (now known as Furuya Rei), was assisting her with her medical work.

Rei Furuya did try to persuade Nightingale to take a break.

"No, no, no, no... If I fall, who will save my life..."

Nightingale's mournful voice still seems to echo in my ears.

What incredible dedication and will! It was this steely resolve that allowed her to win the respect of all women in that era and become the "Archive of the Lamp."

Rei Furuya genuinely admired Florence Nightingale and worked alongside her. As a result, the "King of Part-Time Jobs," who had held countless jobs, fell ill, and Nightingale also stopped working.

"I am your Master, so please don't bear this alone, okay?"

In the end, Nightingale continued to treat the wounded, but when Rei Furuya came to comfort her, she would close her eyes and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

This was a silent agreement between the two of them.

Nakano Miku was processing documents. Compared to others, she was undoubtedly lucky to be able to stay by Oda Nobunaga's side all this time.

However, Oda Nobunaga did not tolerate idlers.

Archer, with her black hair and red eyes, casually said, "I'll leave these to you. Do your best, after all, you're my master." But this put immense pressure on Nakano Miku, who dreamt about whether she had completed her work perfectly that day.

And Nobunaga was indeed constantly guiding her and teaching her how to do things.

Even now, if it were Nakano Miku a few months ago, she wouldn't dare to associate herself with the woman who now wears a business suit, stands tall, and naturally reprimands her subordinates.

That kind of confidence that comes from the core is impossible to hide.

Perhaps, the person you love can indeed give you the greatest support and courage, making you invincible and unstoppable.