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

The misunderstanding was cleared up, and Kaito Kuroba didn't care too much. On the contrary, he was very curious about the two people in front of him. After all, one was the Sixth Demon King of the Sengoku period, and the other was a famous swordsman of the Bakumatsu period. These two people who had nothing in common seemed to have a good relationship.

However, when asked about this, both denied it outright.

"How could I possibly be on good terms with a mere executioner?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know him at all!"

The two said at the same time.

Then, they started arguing again.

"It's an honor for you that I remember your name, isn't it?"

"Do you want my head chopped off by Kikumon Ichiji Norimune? You stupid daimyo!"

It can be described as a head-to-head confrontation.

They really have a good relationship. Kaito Kuroba and Megumi Kato felt the same way.

Kark couldn't help but complain, "These two guys seemed like decent men before, but they're just childish idiots."

"Who do you think is better!" x2

Before they knew it, their conversation had veered off course again, and they both turned to interrogate the innocent bystander, Kuroba Kaito.

Oh dear... this is a real death trap.

As Kaito Kuroba was trying to figure out how to get out of this, he suddenly saw a familiar face, and his eyes widened instantly: "Hakuba Saguru? You're here too?"

"It's Kuroba-kun." Hakuba Saguru was actually well aware of Kuroba Kaito's identity as Kaito Kid, but he wanted to capture Kuroba Kaito as evidence against Kaito Kid, and the two were also sworn enemies.

"It's been a long time." Hakuba Saguru is handsome and has the elegance and gentleness of an English gentleman. Even though he has a little bit of a young master's pride, he is still very popular among women.

"It has been a long time indeed, after all, I haven't been to school for quite a while." Kaito Kuroba scratched his head. He hadn't even seen Aoko for a long time either. As a Master, he was sometimes really traveling all over the world.

"It is said that production and learning will gradually resume later, and this gathering is also an opportunity." As the son of the Superintendent General of Police, Hakuba Saguru always knows some information that others do not. Of course, Oda Nobunaga in front of him is the real ruler of Japan.

"Lord Nobunaga." Hakuba Saguru, though proud, was not entirely oblivious to the situation. He maintained his courtesy and greeted Oda Nobunaga.

"Ah, so it's that kid from the Hakuba family." Oda Nobunaga had a general impression of him, thought for a moment, and then said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Hmm, I've heard of you. Not bad, after all, that witch isn't someone easy to serve."

"Thank you for the compliment, Lord Nobunaga." Hakuba Saguru said somewhat helplessly.

"Witch?" Kaito Kuroba keenly caught this keyword.

"A witch?" Circe raised an eyebrow, after all, she herself was a witch.

Just as Hakuba Saguru was about to say something, a seductive yet icy voice rang out in front of everyone.

“Master, are these your friends? This won’t do. My only request of my Master, my husband, is that he give me everything. How can you not introduce them to me?”

With icy blue eyes and an unparalleled beauty, the Madonna in black gracefully approaches, her long black dress trailing behind her, a weapon that bewitches all.

However, for some reason, Kaito Kuroba felt that this unparalleled beauty looked somewhat familiar. Of course, the title "husband" also made him want to tease Hakuba Saguru.

Kaito Kuroba felt a sharp pain in his arm. It turned out that Kark had instinctively grabbed his arm, and the eagle feathers on his back were almost standing on end, showing his fear.

Hakuba Saguru's expression was somewhat complicated, and then he introduced everyone: "This is His Highness Morgan, who has manifested in the world as a Caster."

Morgan raised her chin with a reserved air, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "As my husband, you don't need to use honorifics, Master."

Kaito Kuroba instantly banished his playful thoughts. He was no longer the novice in mysticism he once was. He was now Morgan le Fay, the great villain in the Arthurian legend, the world's most famous witch, and also a fairy with two sides. In the realm of magic, she was absolutely the uncrowned queen.

"Hmm, I seem to sense Artorius's presence, hehe." Morgan smiled seductively, the curve of her lips cruel and lewd.

This witch is even more difficult to deal with than Circe! Kaito Kuroba almost couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance at Saguru Hakuba. Before getting to know her, Circe was several times more troublesome than the Scarlet Witch Koizumi Akako, who had caused him a lot of trouble. Morgan, on the other hand, was at least three times as troublesome as Circe.

It's heartbreaking to think that Hakuba Saguru has to make a living under her.

Seriously, these two are both normal people with no special bloodlines, so why did they both summon these witches?! They're powerful as they are, and beautiful as they are, but they're really difficult to deal with!

Is it all Koizumi Akako's fault?

These two arch-rivals couldn't help but engage in a brainwave exchange.

The Red Witch failed to summon any Heroic Spirits, and Koizumi Akako, who was mentioned, sneezed twice and started divining who was cursing her.

Meanwhile, Okita Souji and Oda Nobunaga began preparing for their final appearance.

"Just wait, Okita! I will be the victor!" Oda Nobunaga raised his hand, his scarlet cloak fluttering wildly.

Okita Souji retorted, "Who said that! The outcome is still undecided!"

Oda Nobunaga glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: "Is that so? What talents do you have? You can't possibly go up and perform a sword dance!"

Okita Souji blushed. He really didn't have any hobbies or talents. To be called a genius swordsman, besides talent, hard work was also very important. Okita Souji didn't have time to practice anything else.

"Mind your own business!" Okita Souji glared at him fiercely. "You actually set a trap for me... Despicable!"

"Hahaha, that's tactics! A lowly samurai like you, Okita, would never understand!" Oda Nobunaga said smugly, hands on his hips.

then……

"Despicable! Shameless! They actually hired outside help!"

Oda Nobunaga was so angry that he jumped up and down, pointing at the two people behind Okita Souji, King Arthur and Charlemagne, "What the hell is this? Are they the Anglo-French allied forces? This is outrageous!"

Is this still considered a fair fight?

Okita Souji roared, "Aren't you the same? Who are those people behind you?"

Behind Oda Nobunaga stood Mori Nagayoshi and Asai Chacha.

Oda Nobunaga replied matter-of-factly, "They are retainers of the Oda clan, and Chacha is my niece. What's wrong with them helping me?"

“This…” Okita Souji began to feel guilty; after all, he didn’t have Oda Nobunaga’s thick skin.

"It's a tactic, isn't it?" Charlemagne, naturally dark-skinned, replied.

"Pfft! That's right, it's a tactic, and it's also thanks to Megumi! My Master is amazing, hmm!" Okita Souji couldn't help but laugh, and then praised his Master enthusiastically. Kato Megumi even started staring at her toes, not daring to look up.

"Tch!" Oda Nobunaga scoffed. "Anyway, Miku will write lyrics for me, and Nino will compose music. They all learned these skills voluntarily for me!"

"No matter what tricks you play, I will win!" Oda Nobunaga exclaimed confidently.

"I should be saying that! Prepare yourself, Oshin!" Okita Souji smiled brightly. After all, he had powerful external support. Just his popularity off the field was enough to give Oda Nobunaga a hard time.

Oda Nobunaga couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, squinting at King Arthur and Charlemagne.

"You two actually fooled around with the executioner, don't you feel ashamed?" And didn't you two have a beach duel just now? How come you shook hands and made peace so quickly? Didn't you say that Britain and France were enemies?

"Because performing on stage is so cool! I really want to try it!" Charlemagne answered frankly. "Besides, Utaha is also looking forward to it, so I can't let her down."

King Arthur smiled slightly, his expression as clear as the moon and the breeze: "Since it's Eriri's request, I will do my best no matter what."

"Tch." Seeing that his attempts to sow discord had failed, Oda Nobunaga, unsurprisingly, was not happy either.

As expected, the collective appearance of Okita Souji, King Arthur, and Charlemagne ignited the entire audience. However, in terms of performance quality, it was only mediocre, with a sense of being rushed.

"Yeah, performing is a tough job. I have to be even more handsome next time!" Charlemagne reflected, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"A good experience," King Arthur said with a calm smile.

"Um, it really wasn't good, I'm very sorry!" Okita Souji apologized sincerely, after all, King Arthur and Charlemagne had come to help him, but his emergency training results were only so-so.

"It's alright, this is quite interesting too," Charlemagne chuckled. "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

"beep--"

Oda Nobunaga made a striking entrance, his sharp electronic voice instantly capturing everyone's attention. On stage, the Sixth Demon King was dressed in modified everyday clothes, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the night wind, truly as red as blood and as fiery as fire, dazzlingly beautiful.

Oda Nobunaga gripped the microphone in front of him, his smile unrestrained and arrogant: "Those far away, listen carefully; those nearby, watch closely! This is the Sixth Heaven Demon King, the domineering Oda Nobunaga!"

"Go for it, Shin-sama—" Nakano Nino's scream was deafening.

Damn it, I'm too late again!

Nakano Miku was shocked. That wretched Nino, her love-crazed madness is terrifying.

No!

Nakano Miku gritted her teeth, lunged at the front of the stage, and shouted with all her might, "You're the best, Saburo!!!"

"They really put in a lot of effort! I can't lose to those two!" Nakano Ichika waved with a smile. "The most dazzling superstar in the Nobunaga family!"

"Lord Nobunaga is so handsome! He's the most handsome of all!" Nakano Yotsuba shouted, putting her hands to her mouth like megaphones.

"Eh? You, you guys..." Nakano Satsuki never expected everyone to be so excited. "Then I'll... Do my best, Lord Nobunaga!" That was all Nakano Satsuki could say.

With the Nakano Five Sisters as the main attraction, the atmosphere instantly heated up.

Even Makoto Aoki weakly shook his light stick to show his support.

Seeing this scene, Oda Nobunaga became even more pleased with himself. He was beaming with joy as he played the guitar and sang loudly.

Behind him, Mori Nagayoshi was playing the bass, while Asai Chacha was frantically pounding the drums.

"The blade of the oath is shaken at the moment

The moment the Blade of Oath trembled

Feeling is hurt

Feelings followed, leaving one battered and bruised.

lip を噛みしめながら

Biting his lip

He's right and he's asking

What is the right path?

あなた胜るでもその前に

I will protect you, but until then.

Fruits and vegetables

There are still missions that must be accomplished.

......"

Oda Nobunaga slung his electric guitar across his shoulder, and smooth electronic music flowed from his fingertips. His skill level wasn't particularly high, but it still sounded very good.

Moreover, his powerful stage presence, his flamboyant and unrestrained smile, his concise and powerful movements, and the glistening sweat in the air stirred everyone's emotions with his strong performance.

When Nakano Miku heard these love-like lyrics, so beautifully written, being sung by Oda Nobunaga, she couldn't help but cover her burning cheeks.

“Let’s get this straight, Miku.” Nakano Nino suddenly spoke, her blue-purple eyes reflecting Oda Nobunaga’s image. “Be prepared, I will not admit defeat.”

Nakano Miku was taken aback, then said seriously, "Me too."

“But we’re still sisters, always have been.” Nakano Nino smiled at her.

“Of course,” Nakano Miku replied with a smile.

"Lord Nobunaga is so handsome!!" Sonoko Suzuki screamed, not forgetting to emphasize, "Of course, Lord Achilles is the most handsome!"

Achilles glanced at her sideways, too lazy to correct her address, and seeing Suzuki Sonoko jumping and hopping around, but unfortunately too short to see ahead, he simply picked her up.

“Eh—” Sonoko Suzuki’s cheeks flushed red.

Achilles' powerful arms lifted Sonoko Suzuki up, allowing her to see the stage clearly.

"That'll be fine."

Achilles was taken aback, because Sonoko Suzuki suddenly hugged his head, her voice muffled: "Why are you so nice to me, Lord Achilles?"

Even when he was impatient, he still accompanied her to learn to swim and dive. Now, he even lifted her up so that she could see the stage.

"What's good or bad about it? This is nothing," Achilles said dismissively. "After all, you're my Master!"

Okita Souji was shocked: "I didn't expect Oshin to have this trick up her sleeve? Isn't this a complete defeat?!"

Okita Souji covered his head; he could still afford to lose at this point.

"It's alright." Kato Megumi grasped Okita Souji's hand. Under the lights, the girl's features were exquisite. "In my heart, Souji's performance was the best."

Okita Souji was stunned, as if her heart had been struck, and happily hugged him: "That's wonderful, Megumi! Okita, I'm so happy! It's so good to have met you!"

I should be the one saying that.

It's so good to have met you, Souji.

Kato Megumi smiled faintly.

"...Tomorrow will be ten years ago and one hundred years ago.

Tomorrow will be ahead of ten years, ahead of a hundred years.

Fate is flying

Break free from the shackles of fate and move forward as you please.

World をリンクして!

Connect the world!

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

"Lord Nobunaga is the best—"

"Hahaha, this guy is really funny."

Regardless of their country or era, the Heroic Spirits and their Masters laughed and joked freely, completely immersed in the atmosphere of the moment.

That kind of happiness and joy, simply enjoying this moment.

"Hachiman?" Astolfo pinched the man's face beside him, his dead fish eyes distorted. "Aren't you happy?"

Hachiman Hikigaya was taken aback. Astolfo, who seemed carefree and whose rationality had evaporated, was actually the most perceptive. At least, he could always sense Astolfo's emotions.

“Hmm… Reason tells me that you will all leave eventually.” Hachiman Hikigaya chuckled. “But at least for now, we are still under the same sky.”

The bond between Heroic Spirits and Masters, the bond between Heroic Spirits, and even the bond between Masters.

Even a rational monster cannot deny that hope is something everyone would pursue.

Even if we part ways in the end, this time and this bond will be priceless treasures.

Looking at the bright moonlight overhead and the large group of crazed people, Makoto Aoki could no longer distinguish who was the Master and who was the Heroic Spirit.

"It's quite lively." Taigongwang, who had been slacking off for half a day, finally returned to his Master's side.

The blond knight king and the blonde twin-tailed girl are talking, their eyes smiling. The Frankish king and the girl with long black hair exchange a smile. In the distance, the half-blood nightmare is providing special effects for the performance with a grin. A black-haired girl is supervising him. The figures of Kaguya and Kintoki overlap...

"Hmm, happy summer."

Aoki Makoto laughed genuinely.

(End of this episode)