the living [comprehensive]

When a girl named Illya unleashes her magical powers, Shirou is completely in trouble.

The girl in front of her was an extremely powerful magician in every sense of the word. Whether it was a flying bird made of magical power and used to attack, or a generous posture, she was impeccable.Completely unable to compete with the wings and minions condensed with magical power, Shirou can only do his best to avoid wave after wave of attacks.

It was just a disastrous night.

When the boy whose body was strengthened by magic jumped up to avoid the gliding big bird, but was still scratched by the magic power extending around the edge of the wings, he felt a stinging and burning mark on his cheek like a line of fire, and he was helpless. thought.

It is clear that the world was still deathly silent a moment ago, but now it is filled with noise.The wars outside and the clamor in the heart broke through some invisible barrier like a flood, and they all came in an uproar.The sound of flying wings and sharp blades cutting through the air and the sound of some kind of explosion came from all directions, destroying the brief tranquility that Shirou had just had.

Unable to stop paying attention to the battle between Archer and the rock-cold giant, Shirou's mind was already in turmoil because his mind was filled with all kinds of complicated and complicated things and couldn't wake up quickly.Even so, he tried hard to think of a way to get out.

——It is impossible to go further for the ideal if you give up the fight so easily.

——Besides, I don't want to cause more trouble to that guy who has an awkward attitude but still protects me with his weak strength.

His chest was filled with the determination to fight. Shirou, who was panting with his head lowered, suddenly raised his eyes. The twin swords belonging to his servant formed a clear image in his mind: "Trace...on!"

The magic power extended out in the hands and turned into two sharp blades, and the increasingly intense icy color in the night foreshadowed the smooth completion of the project.Suppressing the joy of success and the pain caused by using magic, Shirou hesitantly grasped the unfamiliar dual swords, and then took the initiative to attack while swinging the swords to intercept Asuka.

Accompanied by a crisp sound like glass shattering, the falcon-shaped magic power crystal was shattered by the blade.Shirou, who had no combat experience, was thrown aside by the magical storm that was rolled up out of thin air. Even if he tried to support his body, he couldn't stop the violent heaving of his chest.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was clearly able to deal with Shirou in an instant withdrew her offensive, and just stared at him with interest: "I didn't expect...it's more interesting than I imagined. What's your name?"

Shirou didn't reply, but gritted his teeth and clenched his weapon tightly, his whole body was on alert to stare at the girl who was haunted by the magic light.

"Big brother, Yi Liya has already declared her identity, you are very rude!" The girl's tone was like a coquettish, but the soft light surrounding her suddenly glared, as if it would turn into some deadly killing move in the next second.

Shirou hesitated for a moment, but still told his name: "My name is Emiya Shirou."

Hearing this, the girl smiled slightly, and muttered to herself: "Wei Gong...?"

After that, Shirou, who was already ready to face a fierce battle, ushered in an unexpected development.

The girl withdrew her aggressive magic power, and even ordered the servants to stop.She just smiled and said, "Next time I will meet with you alone, big brother", and left with the tall and cold servant.

Confusion flooded into his mind as the sense of crisis disappeared, Shirou looked at the direction in which the girl was leaving and questioned: "That girl... seems to care about my name?"

"It seems so. However, in the Holy Grail War, such attention is not a good thing." Heroic Spirit who didn't know when came to Shirou's side frowned and stared at him, "You should also understand the gap between yourself and the enemy, Master ? So, please don’t act on your own.”

"Oh..." Shirou replied absently, his eyes fixed on Heroic Spirit.After confirming that the other party's robe was torn and not injured, he belatedly realized that the other party's face was very ugly: "Eh? Archer, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Facing the boy who seemed to care about him but was extremely dull, Heroic Spirit took a deep breath.

No matter who the servant is, no matter what time it is, this brat is always like this; he will never stop trying to be brave, even when his body is covered with bruises.

This... idiot.

Staring at the lightly blinking bright amber pupils, Heroic Spirit couldn't blame the young man who had fought so hard just now, but the irritability in his heart was getting stronger and there was nowhere to vent it.

Heroic Spirit stared coldly at the boy who was out of the situation without saying a word, until the boy's shoulders trembled slightly, and a little uneasiness appeared in his eyes.

"Sure enough... I am not a Master that satisfies you, right? But, I will try my best!" As if wanting to prove himself, the boy straightened up eagerly, "Even if Ilya didn't stop just now, I can Continue fighting……"

This idiot kid really...doesn't understand anything at all!

Unable to listen to what the other party was saying, Heroic Spirit let out an irritable tongue-tied sound, and suddenly pulled the boy towards him.

The young man was exhausted from running away, and his body, which was not very proficient in magic, was even dulled by the overdrawing of magic power.At this moment, under the strong pull of the heroic spirit, the young man who had already exhausted his strength suddenly fell forward and slammed into the solid chest of the heroic spirit.

Firmly grasping the young man's shoulders trembling with pain, Heroic Spirit rebuked the other party mercilessly: "Be brave and show me the occasion, Master. You don't have the strength to confront the other party but you have to fight head-on. It's because you don't die enough. Hurry up? Just now, it is enough to clearly ask me as a Servant for help. If you feel that your life is threatened, you don’t mind using the command spell. Oh, it’s you, who knows little about the Holy Grail War, who even established a relationship with me. Can't even make contact? Then it's really mud that can't support the wall..."

"I don't want," the boy said softly, "to be your burden."

Hearing the young man's weak but firm voice, Heroic Spirit couldn't help but startled.

"I, who want to realize the ideal of 'fighting for justice', can't be your burden." The boy repeated.Regarding the heroic spirit's indifference, the boy responded with a not-so-bad but determined attitude: "I will not let you go into danger alone. Archer, I will fight side by side with you."

Heroic Spirit didn't respond, but the anger on his face gradually faded as he listened.

Really naive.As a master, you don't need to care about the life and death of your servants. If you have a wish that you want to achieve no matter what, you just need to do whatever it takes.Only this brat can handle a servant who is scruples about meeting someone for the first time and has a bad attitude.

The heroic spirit who sighed in this way did not express the words in his heart, but just wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, and firmly supported the other party's body that was so weak that it could only lean on him: "Compared to that ridiculous wish, what is on your body? Does it hurt? Because of the use of magic?"

"Eh? It does hurt a bit, but I'll just take a break..."

"Is it really okay not to go home immediately on this accident-prone night, Master?"

"Sorry, sorry, but I can't recover quickly..."

"So, as a magician, you can't heal yourself? It really opened my eyes, Master." Heroic Spirit sarcastically sarcastically said to the boy, "This time, I won't help you heal. After all, this overreaching The pain is worth remembering in your heart, lest you rush out to die next time."

"What, you bastard?" Enraged by Heroic Spirit's attitude, the boy raised his head and glared at Heroic Spirit, "Although you always call me 'Master', you don't have the slightest respect for me."

"I'm so sorry, I really can't respect you who is stupid and weak." Yingling continued to be mean, but his arms hugged him with a completely different tenderness and embraced him, "You can continue to talk back to me, But it's better to go back to your house first."

There was still a faint glint of anger in the boy's eyes.However, knowing that it is not suitable for him to stay outside at the moment, he still chooses to compromise with the heroic spirit.

Back at the Wei Palace Mansion, the exhausted young man was unable to continue the previous quarrel, fell down on the couch and fell into a deep sleep.

However, perhaps because the various conflicts he had encountered before were still lingering in his mind, the boy did not sleep peacefully.

Seeing the beads of sweat on the young man's forehead and the tighter lips, Heroic Spirit, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to the young man's sweat-soaked forehead.

Heroic Spirit wiped the sweat off the boy's forehead lightly, and smoothed the other's wrinkled forehead little by little.He wanted to use his fingers to separate the young man's lips that were getting tighter, but when he touched the familiar softness, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

The beautiful touch of kissing the boy's soft lips and the memory of piercing the other's heart with his own hands revived together. Heroic spirit lingered on the boy's pale pink lips and his own fingertips, and frowned involuntarily.

It was clearly before the world order was changed, but do you still remember it so clearly?

A young man with warm and deep feelings in his heart, fights silently in order to save himself in despair.However, at the last moment, just the last bit of time with himself in that time and space satisfied the bruised teenager.

That is to say, the teenager does not have any expectation of "return" for the self he follows and yearns for.

——It really is a naive brat.

Waking up from the memory, thinking about everything that happened that night, Heroic smiled wryly and raised his forehead.

The self summoned by the boy was clearly just the boy who met for the first time, but subconsciously projected his own two swords when facing the enemy... It seems that the bond that existed between each other did not disappear with the restart of everything.

In addition, although I don't want to admit it, I actually have obscure feelings for the boy in front of me, as a dead soul—just like the boy had for me back then.

It's just that the boy's life has already started in the past, and he shouldn't have anything to do with him at all.

Since there is no way to escape, then at least I have to hide my feelings until the end of the Holy Grail War.

As a heroic spirit, it is enough to fulfill the duties of a follower.The relationship between myself and the young man should also be limited to the master.

That's how it should be.That's all.

Heroic Spirit, who repeated these words like a commandment in his heart, lowered his body involuntarily.

In the quiet and peaceful space, Heroic Spirit pressed a kiss like a superficial kiss on the lips of the sleeping boy.

"This time, I will hand over the victory to your... brat."

The author has something to say: Archer continues to give out sweets in the next chapter of Tsundere 233!