【言切】nervous

Back in the hotel room where he lived temporarily, Emiya Kiritsugu sat on a chair, looked out the window, and thought.

Unlike before, this time he has a commission.He searched for a long time, but couldn't find any information about the strange things that happened in this place, so he thought of a compromise and accepted a commission related to Qifeng Town.

It was a pretty good way. He got some information about the Qifeng Town incident from his boss, which was said to be absolutely reliable.

It was indeed a universal wishing machine. The client did not disclose the origin of the thing, but sent two pictures.It was a man with short black hair and a height of 1.7 meters five, with a pair of red eyes. In the photo, he was smiling inexplicably, with a cold taste.

The man's name is Tony.But what the client wanted was not the man in the picture, but something in another picture—a black gem the size of a little finger.

The black gem is on this man.

But regarding the function of this thing, apart from confirming that it can satisfy the wish, there is not much description in the materials sent.

And what kind of character that man is, there is no specific description in the information.

The reward for this commission was very high, but Emiya Kiritsugu's purpose was not reward.

The Templar investigator died so suddenly that nothing was left but a bit of innocuous information.The person being tracked and investigated also disappeared inexplicably, and there was no trace of him.He went where the two had been before, and found nothing useful.

He didn't find any news about the red-eyed black-haired man, as if he didn't exist at all.

The thread was just a little bit, and then it died.

Unless this man named Tony took the initiative to appear in his sight, he would have no way to do it.

wishing machine...

It doesn't sound like a good thing.

Emiya Kiritsugu checked the time, and decided to go out and buy something to fill his stomach.He stood up, and happened to be in the room facing his window in the opposite building, and a person he knew appeared.There is also a hotel opposite.

Kotomine Kirei was surprised when he saw him, and then waved to him.

Emiya Kiritsugu thought he was unlucky and closed the curtains, turned around and walked towards the door.

He opened the door, and there was a man standing outside, whom he recognized.Emiya Kiritsugu still remembered the experience of being harassed at the bar yesterday, and it was the drunk who knew nothing but in front of him.

"Good morning, sir," he said with a smile, wearing a fancy shirt.

"Go away." Emiya Kiritsugu said impatiently.

Turner shrugged and grinned.

"Open the door and let me in," he said.

Emiya Kiritsugu opened the door and turned sideways.

He was taken aback after doing this.

Tenata walked into the room, sat down on a chair, and then waved to Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Pull the curtains a little, don't you think the room is too dark? Then pour me a drink... What drink do you have here?" He looked as if he planned to enjoy it here.

"water."

Emiya Kiritsugu opened the curtains, but there was no one in the room in the opposite building.

"It's too disappointing." Turner muttered unhappily, but still waved his hand generously, "It's fine if you don't have a drink, sit in front of me."

Emiya Kiritsugu sat down.

"...Pull a stool and sit in front of me."

Emiya Kiritsugu stood up, grabbed a chair, and sat down.

Turner put his hands on the armrest, his fingers trembling slightly, revealing the overflowing joy in his master's heart.He looked directly at the person facing him, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You don't need to be so bitter and bitter, come and laugh."

"..."

"Forget it." Turner rubbed the corners of his brows, "I just want to make you look more relaxed."

"Are you a magician?" Emiya Kiritsugu asked suddenly.

"Magician? No, I don't play magic." Turner said, "I didn't know how to play before, but now I play for real." He smiled very complacently, "Want to see me play? What do you want me to play? Show you? Pigeons? Caps that can jump out of magical gadgets? No matter how outrageous your request is, I can satisfy you."

He misunderstood, this is not a magician, and there is no such weird ability among magicians.His every word was forced to come true.

"Who are you?" Emiya Kiritsugu was confused by the current situation.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." Turner cleared his throat, "My name is Turner, and I'm a..." He opened his mouth for a long time, considering his words, "Well... I'm a...you can think of me as A fairy, or a superman, in short, a very miraculous person."

He winked in a very good mood.

"What's the matter with your... ability?"

"It's not very easy to explain, as you can see."

"You didn't have this ability before yesterday, what's going on?"

"Do you have to be entangled in these issues? Although I have no such experience and no authority to speak, no matter how you look at it, you should worry about yourself instead of me at this time, right?" Turner was a little depressed, he I would rather see the guy on the other side begging for mercy or humiliated or bewildered.

Emiya Kiritsugu stopped talking.

This guy shouldn't have this ability before, otherwise he wouldn't be so poor and drunk in a bar.What caused him to become like this overnight... Wishing Machine...?He can only think about connecting the two.This guy made a wish on a wishing machine?

What the hell is this wish that makes every word this guy says come true!

"Well, I'm sure you're a boring person." Turner's enthusiasm before coming here was dispelled a lot, "I thought I could have a pleasant interaction with you."

"Did you make a wish on a man named Tony with black hair and red eyes?"

Turner paused, "How do you know...I didn't know his name was Tony, he said he could make my dreams come true." He shrugged, not interested in continuing the conversation, "Let's talk about romantic things Well, don't you want to know what color panties I'm wearing?"

Not at all, Emiya Kiritsugu said in his heart.

"Forget it, go to bed and lie down, my dear, just lie down and let me undress you by myself." Turner felt that it was meaningless to go on and on, "You'd better behave better next time, after all you If you can’t resist me, you might as well enjoy it, right?”

Emiya Kiritsugu got up and lay down on the bed, his eyes fixed on Turner, who didn't notice the coldness in his eyes.

"You know, you're a bit like a friend of mine, but he's much kinder than you." Turner said, "He always smiles and is very friendly, unlike you, who just hugged his thigh. kick me."

"If you have a sweetheart, now that you have such ability, shouldn't you go to find your sweetheart?" Emiya Kiritsugu quietly reached out to the holster on his waist.

He didn't expect the clue of the wishing machine to come to him in this way.

"That's the difference between a baby and a replacement."

Probably nervousness or something, Turner said, doing warm-up exercises.A few minutes later, he finished his warm-up exercises by bouncing around, took a few deep breaths, rubbed his hands and walked towards the bed.

"What flavor do you like..."

A black key shattered the window glass, pierced Turner's temple with precision and speed, and was nailed across Turner's head.Turner disappeared halfway through his words, his body tilted to one side due to the strength of the black key, and then fell down.

Kotomine Kirei jumped into the room, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at the person on the bed.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I can't move." Emiya Kiritsugu said.He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time had a headache.

Kotomine Kirei checked it once, and made sure there was no imprisoning mechanism, so he said, "Have you been drugged?"

"No, although I don't know the details, but the guy on the ground should be related to the wishing machine, and every word he said was forced to become reality." Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't make his body sit up, "He called me Lying on the bed, my body moves by itself."

"I should knock him out." Kotomine Kirei said, "What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know yet, isn't this guy already dead? Why is the effect of words still there?" Emiya Kiritsugu didn't like the current predicament, and hoped that it wouldn't last for a long time.But even for a short while, it was enough for him.

He saw Kotomine Kirei's playful eyes.

"Thank you for your urgent rescue, Father Kotomine, you can go back, I will thank you later." Emiya Kiritsugu said cautiously.

"You still need help." Kotomine Kirei saw the helpless Emiya Kiritsugu for the first time, and he didn't want to leave for no reason.

"At least for now... watch out!"

"Ahhh-"

The severe pain in his head made Turner scream uncontrollably. He held his head and twitched, with a frightened expression on his face.Seeing the man in black turn around and three sharp blades appeared in his hands, Turner backed away screaming.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Ahh—stop! Woo—"

His head hurts—

When Turner's hand touched the sharp edge of the black key, a hole was cut, and blood flowed out.But the wounds on his hands and the amount of bleeding were not proportional to his head. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die, but he was actually alive and screaming very alive.

Turner scrambled to the door and rushed out.

His appearance would cause a stir, but the two in the room couldn't care less now.

"He's still alive?" Emiya Kiritsugu said in disbelief.

"Compared to this." Kotomine Kirei pulled his leg vigorously, but his leg didn't listen to his words, stuck to the ground and remained motionless, "I want to know how long this state will last."

The person on the bed turned his head to look at the person standing on the ground. The latter remained motionless in a posture of preparing to attack, with six black keys clamped in his hands.

"I hope not forever."

"Me too."