They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

Nuonuo almost laughed out loud.

"Don't be with Miss Nuonuo either."

Nuonuo's face turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant, and the expression between his brows changed from joy to anger. "You old bastard, why do you meddle in other people's business!"

"What else did he say?"

"He said that the little girl named Xia Mi looked good and was suitable as a wife. He also praised her a lot. I emphasized several times that it was not the right time yet, but no matter what I said, it was useless..."

Furious, Nuonuo suddenly flipped out of the quilt and leaped up. With a crash, the entire quilt was lifted up briefly into the air, finally hanging diagonally on the TV. She had originally calmly intended to send the profile, but now her mind was filled with thoughts of how to angrily scold the old ramen seller the next time they met!

Xia Mi! It's Xia Mi again! Can this world ever be better again?

...When Nuonuo thought about how Xia Mi's assistant, who was obviously not at home and had hidden in the library reading books, still managed to inexplicably beat her in a game, she felt that she couldn't continue the conversation that day.

Go take a shower and calm down.

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Emiya looked at Nono on the phone who hadn't responded for a long time.

We have no idea what her situation is, and how feasible it is for her to play Eri, and not a single word is mentioned.

After pondering for a while, Emiya decided to send the key hint, "Be careful, their family is hiding the secret of God, and Eri may be a vessel of God. When you pretend to be her and investigate, you must find a way to avoid suspicion, especially from her acquaintances."

Still no reply.

Emiya put his phone down and tried to control his thoughts. Nono, with Melyukina by his side, would be safe. Nightlights dimly lit the street. He and Eri had already left Chef Yue's ramen stand and were strolling slowly toward the JR train station.

"Are you full, Eri? Let's go home."

Eri nodded first, then shook her head, took out a notebook and quickly wrote, "I'm full, I'm not going home." After writing, she subconsciously took a step back, fearing that Emiya would take her back somewhere.

Eri thought "going home" meant returning to the tightly guarded dark room. She probably felt her chance to get out was rare, and she didn't want to go back so soon. Even though her family would undoubtedly come looking for her like they always did, she'd rather stay out and play as long as she could.

Little did she know that another "Eri" had already been taken back to the family, and she was safe instead.

'Has he been imprisoned for so long that he spontaneously desires to run away?'

Emiya looked at the girl with long red hair and bangs who looked like Nono's younger sister, and his heart softened inadvertently. He changed his words slightly and said:

"Then... let's go back to my home, not your family's home. My home is not in Tokyo. One more thing, we need to change your clothes and fix your hair and makeup. This way, if someone sent by your family outside happens to run into you, they won't recognize you easily."

"it is good."

Eri's eyes flickered with excitement. Did she know it was possible to hide her family from her? She immediately decided to add a new tip to her notebook: "Eri's Tips for Running Away from Home."

Chapter 145 My Interest, Born Little Boy Holy Body

Tokyo is still bustling and bustling at night. The sidewalks are bustling with people, and the colorful neon lights complement each other, combining with the huge electronic scrolling screens to form a blur of light and shadow, like a flowing oil painting.

As soon as they left the old street and entered the downtown area, Emiya took Eri, who was exploring the night market for the first time, and quickly walked into a fashion clothing store.

After explaining the situation to the salesperson, Eri, who was standing next to Emiya, was immediately offered this year's most popular clothing styles. High-waisted wide-leg pants paired with a one-shoulder top were stylish and beautiful, while a simple A-line skirt paired with a light white top was fresh and natural. Paired with a loose, light, and thin georgette jacket, it was comfortable and cool, and you'd be missing out if you didn't buy one...

Eiry looked at the dazzling array of colorful clothing combinations with a confused look on her face. She honestly couldn't understand why there were so many different types of combinations.

When she watched those anime at home, didn't most of the characters wear the same clothes from the first episode to the last?

——Obviously, she was treated as a monster or a tool in her family and was never taught any common sense in life. She learned many things from anime.

Therefore, she even felt that it was normal for her to wear shrine maiden clothes all year round regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter.

So when faced with the scene of choosing various novel clothes, Eri seemed at a loss. She simply shook her head, reached out and poked Emiya with her finger, and transferred the right of choice to the man.

It was a rare occasion for Emiya to find himself the one making choices for a woman while a man and a woman were shopping together, and for a moment he was a little uncomfortable with it.

When I went shopping with Nuonuo before, she was so eager to pick and choose that, she tried on seventeen or eighteen pieces of clothes, and finally picked out a few of them. As a result, half a day passed quietly...

But now it was Emiya's turn, and the speed of choosing and buying clothes was obviously faster. He directly asked the shopping guide to bring out several most suitable styles based on Eri's figure for comparison. Then Emiya scanned them several times and picked out the one that he liked the most.

It only took a few minutes to decide on the new clothes.

By the time she left the store, Eri had changed her outfit into a light-colored vest and a loose, thin jacket, high-waisted cropped jeans, and canvas shoes. Her long white stockings covered the middle of her calves, perfectly connecting her well-proportioned and exquisitely slender waist and legs. The natural and smooth rhythm of her walking and running movements attracted attention.

As a result, the Edo period shrine maiden outfit that was out of tune with the people around her finally disappeared. Now, Eri is a fashionable schoolgirl on vacation who is curious about the night world.

But that’s not the end of the story.

Next, Emiya took her to a large beauty and barber shop called TAKAMI. After a brief discussion with the staff, he decided on a beauty plan.

In fact, Eri had taken a few glances at the sample photos of models with wild hairstyles, but still had no preference on which one to choose. In her opinion, no matter what the face looked like, they were all the same kind of creatures called humans, not monsters or Ultraman, so she didn't care and just let Emiya make the decision.

So the plan was quickly decided. Her natural dark red long hair was dyed and permed into a cold-brew milk tea color with a little wave. At the same time, she used some bohemian-style makeup and Givenchy Haute Couture Champs-Elysées lipstick to create a silky, moisturizing and light glossy feeling.

This process of perming, dyeing and applying makeup takes quite a while, and it will take at least two hours.

Eiry had never seen hair cutting, perming and dyeing tools or this novel makeup process. At first, she was very curious about how she would change into a different appearance. However, as time went on, the little girl soon began to feel sleepy and yawn, and gradually became drowsy.

Taking advantage of this moment of idleness, Emiya struck up a conversation with the clerk next to him. He pointed to a familiar photo of a celebrity with slicked-back hair and powdered face among the models and said, "Have you seen this person somewhere before?"

The clerk immediately replied, "This is the recently famous master 'Kazama Ruri', who has performed in high-end theaters like Kabuki-za."

Emiya suddenly realized that he had just seen her on the poster at the entrance of Kabuki-za in the morning. The makeup on this Kazama Ruri's face seemed to have slight differences compared to the one on the poster, but these differences were combined one by one to magnify the makeup effect. It was obviously the same face, but one could see two completely different temperaments and appearances.

What a terrifying and advanced level of makeup.

The shop assistants obviously didn't know how to appreciate Kabuki, a traditional art form that is not very popular among the general public, but they knew how to apply the "legend of the growth of a great master" of Kazama Ruri to the beauty services in their shop.

It is said that Kazama Ruri, a young man who had just made his mark in the art world, in order to further seek the perfect combination of Kabuki art and makeup, worked door-to-door in a low-key manner under a makeup alias, and secretly learned practical makeup techniques in beauty salons. His talent was so high that it didn't take long for him to reach the level of an experienced senior clerk.

When Master Kazama Ruri felt he had mastered all the skills and had integrated them into his own understanding, he revealed his identity to the store manager. The store manager, a long-time Kabuki fan, was shocked to discover such an unpolished gem right beside him!

The store manager immediately realized that this young man would sweep away prejudices at the speed of a comet and transform himself into a new generation of Kabuki master, so he immediately became excited and asked Kazama Ruri to allow them to use it as a signboard for publicity after he became famous.

Kazama Ruri readily agreed and even exchanged business cards, saying he would promote the brand among his fan base. From then on, the TAKAMI cosmetics brand, leveraging Kazama Ruri's powerful network of female fans, rose to prominence, even achieving the top spot in sales of high-end skincare products nationwide...

"I think I've heard this story somewhere..." A joke suddenly popped into Emiya's mind... "No one cares about beauty products for ten years, but once you establish a brand, everyone knows it..."

Seeing that Emiya didn't believe him, the clerk opened his phone and showed him a chat channel called "TAKAMI Beauty Technology Exchange". An ID "Kazama Ruri" was listed prominently, but Emiya curled his lips and said, "So, has Master Kazama Ruri ever appeared in there?"

"No, no." The clerk's momentum instantly deflated, but suddenly he perked up as if he had thought of something.

"But! The store manager definitely has Master Fengjian Liuli's contact information, specifically for asking the master for makeup tips. As long as you top up your VIP membership in our store, you can not only enjoy a series of service discounts, but you may even be able to get Master Fengjian Liuli's contact information from the store manager!"

“…Why should I top up a membership at a beauty salon?”

Here it comes again, Emiya thought speechlessly. A good topic can turn into a VIP membership recharge. Consumer traps in this society are really everywhere. The store clerk is so invasive in soliciting business that he can even insert an advertisement into the conversation.

And why would he ask Feng Jianli for makeup tips? He doesn't need them...

……Um?

Emiya really doesn't need it, but Nono seems to need it...

Oh no, now I have to fall into the consumption trap.

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After a complete makeover and putting on makeup, Eri can no longer be called a shrine maiden with dark red hair, but a pure, innocent, beautiful and fashionable junior high school girl. However, the obvious difference between her and Xia Mi is that she has more breadth of mind and less spirituality.

Eri and Emiya arrived at the Kabuki-za that he and Nono had passed by during the day. Eri looked at the huge building curiously. As she walked in, it seemed that this place touched upon her blind spot in knowledge——

If she wanted to see a performance, couldn't she just turn on the TV at home? Furthermore, Kabuki's sophisticated and delicate gestures, exaggerated movements, and obscure dialogue were difficult for Eri to grasp. It wasn't like the simple, beautiful, and impressive special effects of anime.

But Emiya patted her head, indicating that they were not here to see a Kabuki performance, but to meet Master Kazama Ruri.

Emiya got the contact information and address from the former manager of the beauty and barber shop.

The store manager originally said that the master was very busy and customers should be prepared to be turned down. It is difficult for ordinary people, even fans, to meet Kazama Ruri.

As a result, after Emiya tried to get through on the phone and gave his name, the other party unexpectedly invited him over and said that he was in the actors' dressing room backstage at the Kabuki-za in Ginza, and if it was nearby, he could just come directly.

Emiya thought to himself, he knew that the people of Tokyo were hospitable. Coming here was like coming home, and he could feel the warmth of human nature everywhere.

The two of them watched the Kabuki performance for just a short while at the entrance of the auditorium. The accompaniment of the shamisen, flute and drums, and the exaggerated dance moves made Eri feel confused but deeply shocked.

Following the signs, the two entered the "Audience Only" backstage area. Opening a door marked "Actresses' Dressing Room," they were greeted by rows of neatly arranged dressing tables, complete with wigs and props. However, most of the seats were empty, save for a beautiful, gentle girl in the corner.

After seeing this, Eiry didn't react at all. Instead, she became playful and ran to a seat nearby to pick up a colorful wig. She fiddled with it and put it on in front of the half-length mirror with great interest.

Emiya whispered to Eri to stop messing up, then walked over to the girl and asked, "Excuse me, do you know Master Kazama Ruri? He should have been here just now."

The girl turned her head, her beautiful face revealing a clear, youthful voice, "I've heard a lot about you, Emiya-san. I'm Kazama Ruri."

Emiya stared at this "girl" who had absolutely no masculine characteristics. How could you be born a sissy?

Chapter 146: We're facing each other again, right? (Two in one)

After a brief moment of surprise, Emiya decided to dispel the inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, because when he thought of this word, Astolfo, Dion, Nemo... many strange associations popped up in his mind.

"It seems that you have heard my name a long time ago. You are not from the surface world."

Emiya calmed down and made a judgment. After he finished speaking, he glanced at the distance inconspicuously. Eri was still playing with her wig and makeup brushes, entertaining herself. For her, it seemed that as long as she was not at home, she could have a kind of complete freedom and happiness playing outside.

Alas, children’s happiness is really simple.

"Yeah, that's right." Fengjian Liuli took off the girl's long wig and restored her hairstyle to normal male short hair.

Even so, a closer look at this face still reveals a certain androgynous quality. The power of a man and a woman is so terrifying...

"Which side are you on? Are you trying to win me over again..."

"Emiya, you're a man who's accomplished world-renowned deeds. Who wouldn't want to connect with and win over such a person? Rather than directly explaining your identity, as a kabuki enthusiast, I'd like to use a little historical story as a starting point—"

"Let me think, you must have heard the story of the Four Heavenly Kings of Genji slaying the demon of Mount Oe, right?"

Emiya guessed a possibility. "Of course I know. The legend of Genji is known to almost every household in this island nation... You're talking about the famous descendants of Genji in this city, right?"

"Hmm, it seems they've already communicated with you. That's right, but unfortunately, my forces aren't the demon-slaying heroes worthy of praise, but rather the 'fierce demons' they're trying to slay."

"Are you a ghost?!"

"No, strictly speaking, we, the fierce ghosts, cannot be equated with ghosts. We are not completely corrupted. It is just that our bloodline concentration is high and we are dangerous. We are regarded as ghosts who may kill people at any time."

Feng Jianli gave a brief introduction.

"No wonder Yuan Zhisheng calls himself a demon slayer. It turns out his target is you guys."

Emiya had heard that demons were a nearly extinct species, and that pure-blooded fantasy creatures were rarely seen in modern times, but psychics or magicians with mixed demon blood still existed, such as the demon-blooded Kouma Kama in "Utazuki Juyo" and the Luxendra family in "Fate/Strange Fake" who were researching demon bloodlines.

"Yeah, does Emiya think we should be killed? Just because we're dangerous? Have people ever considered that many of the 'ghosts' deemed dangerous also crave a peaceful life? If they could live in peace, who would want to live in fear of their fate and run out to cause chaos and kill people?"

Fengjian Liuli's statement seemed to be a sigh for some of the fierce ghosts.

The group of fierce ghosts has been demonized within the Sheqi Eight Clans. They have been portrayed as a group of hopelessly crazy people who are fanatically pursuing the path of evolution, and have even been labeled as "no different from real ghosts."

But this only reflects the views of some of the ghosts.

Most people joined in just because they were forced to do so.

Since birth, they have been judged by the Eight Snake Families as having "dangerous bloodlines that may degenerate into demons" due to their unstable bloodlines. They have then been treated unfairly, ruthlessly abandoned by their families, and faced strict supervision similar to that of a detention center.

Therefore, they cannot go to school like normal people, cannot find a job like normal people, cannot have a normal family, and live like a prisoner. And then, every once in a while, they are interrogated by the family's "law enforcement officer". Those with stable bloodlines and good behavior will continue to be prisoners...

Once the bloodline situation deteriorates, the family will imprison the person in a "dark prison" where they will never see the light of day or simply execute him, and the rubbish game of life will end hastily.

In order to escape these terrible endings in life, they had to defect and throw themselves into the arms of the fierce ghost group, because in this country ruled by the dark side by the Eight Snake Families, if you don't choose the fierce ghost group, then there is almost nowhere to hide.

Either give up everything and continue to flee abroad - even this process is unlikely to be smooth sailing, as normal international flights and smuggling channels operated by gangs are likely to be monitored by the family; or, you can only choose a nearby target that the Eight Snake Qi Families have been unable to eliminate for countless years, the fierce ghosts.

However, these "ghosts" who just want to survive and live in peace can only realize the madness hidden in this organization after joining the fierce ghost group - that is, the crazy pursuit of evolving into gods.

This is not what they want at all, because...

"Many of us don't want to be ghosts. If given the chance, we would also like to be people who can live in the sun."

"If this is the case, there may be a solution..."

Emiya was unable to reconcile the grudges and conflicts between the two different organizations that had lasted for more than a thousand years.

In fact, what he was thinking about in his mind was "Zhajian Hongmo", a guy who was born with pure ghost blood. Logically, he would be as manic and bloodthirsty as a ghost, but he was not. He hid in the mountains and calmed himself through the way of practicing immortality... So practicing immortality is a solution to curb the impulse of ghost blood.

But after thinking about it, I decided to give up. The path of immortals is not something that everyone can cultivate. It sounds difficult. Emiya doubts how many people can even get a glimpse of the path. And even if they do enter the door, unless they are extremely talented, they can only complete the path of immortality...

(In Type-Moon, immortals are equivalent to gods.)

"No, I thank Emiya for considering us, the demon slayers, but the conflict between us and those demon slayers is ultimately irreconcilable, especially before we completely eliminate those who seek 'God' from within our ranks."

As Kazama Ruri said this, a demon-like figure wearing a Noh theater mask, depicting the smiling face of a noble, flashed through her mind. Hatred and fear flashed across her clear eyes, then quickly faded and vanished.

He thought of the number one mysterious figure of the ghost group, "Wang Jiang".

It was precisely because of Wang Jiang, the devil-like figure who always wore a mask and never showed his true face, who suddenly appeared more than ten years ago and took out the evolutionary medicine that was said to be able to improve bloodline, that the proportion of members among the fierce ghosts who fanatically pursued the path to becoming a god increased significantly.