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

It must be said that Shiki Jie Li is able to make a name for himself as a mercenary as a magician, and even the Clock Tower is willing to hire him, which shows that he has a very high level of professional ethics.

He maintained a proper stance; he was currently just a worker, and even if this battle truly presented an opportunity, he wouldn't make any suggestions or decisions on his own.

Makoto Aoki did not speak immediately; he was weighing the pros and cons.

He already knew about this plot, but was there really anything he could do with it?

At least Makoto Aoki believes that it's difficult to find a way to intervene in this part of the story.

After all, Spartacus is a Heroic Spirit who doesn't listen to human words at all and only attacks the oppressor. In fact, Aoki Seiya might not even be able to say whether someone like him, who is a master of disguise, can be considered an oppressor.

Not to mention that Spartacus is very difficult to kill. If they were to make a move, King Arthur would probably have to use his Noble Phantasm to vaporize him in one hit, otherwise Ai-chan would self-destruct.

The key point is that Spartacus is a red faction Servant, and Achilles and Atalanta, who are also red factions, will also appear here. Almost all the black faction Servants will also be present—there's no room to slip through, so going there is purely for entertainment.

It would be better to wait for Holmes to return and bring Sieg back quickly; the protagonist is such a good person to fool.

“My suggestion is to not interfere,” Kaguya Shinomiya stated her opinion.

“Our current advantage is that no one knows we exist. The more we do, the fewer mistakes we make,” Kaguya Shinomiya’s thinking was undoubtedly very clear. “Now we just need to hide ourselves and wait for both sides to be exhausted before we wipe them out in one fell swoop.”

Kaguya Shinomiya's suggestion was exactly what Makoto Aoki had in mind. If there was a 100% chance of winning, why take the risk?

Makoto Aoki nodded: "That's right."

Makoto Aoki and Kaguya Shinomiya can be considered the leaders among the boys and girls at the moment, Eriri and Miku are undoubtedly the leaders, and Hachiman Hikigaya will not step forward at this time. The matter is basically settled.

“But we still need to make a show of it.” Aoki Makoto said to Shishikai Kairi, “I’ll ask Shishikai-kun to take Saber there. After all, it would be very suspicious if there was no movement at all.”

"What a tedious job, I know." Despite his complaints, you can completely trust Shishikai Kairi. Moreover, his complaints are only made because he acknowledges Aoki Makoto's side.

"How boring." Oda Nobunaga said listlessly. "I hope the moment of real battle comes soon." However, he had no objection to the plan. Bored as he was, Oda Nobunaga, as a daimyo of the Sengoku period, still had strategic vision and knew that this was the best solution at present.

"Don't worry." Taigong Wang's eyes crinkled into a smile. "The Holy Grail War only lasts a few days. The final battle will come soon."

For third parties like them, the best course of action is either to remain still or to strike swiftly and decisively.

That was basically settled. Only Hachiman Hikigaya, who had a very low profile, opened his mouth, hesitated, and ultimately said nothing.

All of this was observed by Makoto Aoki.

When the meeting ended and everyone was about to rest, Makoto Aoki suddenly called out to Hachiman Hikigaya: "Let's talk."

Hachiman Hikigaya paused slightly, but still nodded in agreement.

The two walked to a more remote place. This underground base was not small. After avoiding the sight of others, Taigong Wang considerately set up a soundproof array and then disappeared in spirit form.

“Hachiman.” Makoto Aoki patted the seat next to him, gesturing for him to sit down. He noticed that perhaps due to his past experiences, Hikigaya had very little initiative and was not good at expressing his thoughts.

"What were you trying to say just now, Hachiman-kun?"

Hachiman Hikigaya subconsciously shook his head: "It's nothing really." He didn't want to be the first to stick his neck out; this kind of behavior was ingrained in his bones.

Makoto Aoki patted Hachiman Hikigaya on the shoulder: "Hikigaya-kun, we're comrades now, right? As comrades, the most important thing is to be honest with each other."

"Please tell me, okay?"

Hachiman Hikigaya and Makoto Aoki looked at each other. In his eyes, he saw a rare respect and encouragement. He understood that Makoto Aoki would not laugh at him.

Hachiman Hikigaya recalled that first night in the alley, when he decided to stop being a riddle teller and try to cooperate.

"I'm just a little concerned about those androids."

After saying that, Hachiman Hikigaya turned his head away: "I didn't mean anything else. I just think it's terrible to treat life as a consumable."

"Is there anything we can do? Maybe we are capable of doing something, which is why I'm so conflicted. I know this is the best course of action right now, but..." Hachiman Hikigaya's voice lowered. He had little confidence in himself, but he had to say it.

"I'm sorry, was I too presumptuous? I'm a complete mess myself, yet I wanted to interfere in other people's affairs. I'm not some hero, how could I possibly save people who have nothing to do with me?"

Hachiman Hikigaya shook his head, as if trying to shake away his unrealistic ideas.

However, if he could ignore it, he wouldn't be Hachiman Hikigaya.

Even though he was a riddle teller and a loner, Hachiman Hikigaya always had a kind heart—that's not a derogatory term, but a compliment.

He later joined the Service Club, supposedly forced by Hiratsuka Shizuka, but he always tried his best to help others, even at the cost of hurting himself.

Makoto Aoki listened very attentively, without the slightest impatience or disdain. He was reflecting on whether he was sometimes too pragmatic.

If it were Fujimaru Ritsuka, would she step in to help those androids?

The answer is obvious.

"Ah."

Makoto Aoki laughed.

"That's not true, Hikigaya-kun."

"What do you consider a hero? Is it someone with great strength and a strong heart, like Jiang Ziya or King Arthur, someone who can leave their mark on history?"

"But they are heroes. Aren't the police officers who have been sticking to their posts to maintain order for ten years also heroes? Aren't the firefighters who risk their lives to save people in fires also heroes? Aren't the ordinary people who act bravely in critical moments also heroes?"

Rather than asking Hachiman Hikigaya, Makoto Aoki was asking himself a question.

He used to be too impetuous, too proud, and too self-righteous. But can he really bear the title of savior?

“The word ‘hero’ has nothing to do with strength.” Makoto Aoki smiled at Hikigaya, pointing to his left chest. “All you need is a burning heart and a little courage.”

"Hachiman, do you still want to help them? Even if it means risking your life?" Help those androids who have nothing to do with you.

Hachiman Hikigaya closed his eyes: "I want to." Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't deceive himself.

Makoto Aoki suddenly laughed heartily: "Then let's call everyone together and discuss whether or not to do this. If everyone agrees, let's quickly start discussing how to make it happen."

"Of course, it's the kind of plan that won't affect our own." If trying to help unrelated people causes the overall plan to fail and accelerates the destruction of one's own world, that's not courage and kindness, but utter folly.

Hachiman Hikigaya exclaimed in surprise, "But shouldn't we be lying low right now? Don't let it be just because of me..."

"Hachigaya-kun, do you really think you're the only one who can't stand it?" Aoki Makoto interrupted him. "Besides, even if you were the only one..."

The black-haired boy seemed reborn, his mind incredibly clear and his heart crystal clear: "It wouldn't hurt to listen to my companions' advice, would it?"