Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Ruby, I'm going to call the police, okay? Oh, and also, going to collect class cards the very next day, Rin-neechan is really too impulsive."

"And Rin-neechan was switched! The job card I worked so hard to get all night was taken by that annoying guy. Damn it, if I find that person, I'll... I'll..."

"Just what?"

"Well... well... right, first apologize to Rin-neechan, then punish him by making him do my homework and clean the house for a week!"

"Wow, that's quite a severe punishment."

"right!"

I just wanted to get it off my chest.

The young girl didn't need to worry about a winding future or a dangerous fate. She recounted every experience of her past with joy and a little dissatisfaction, her scarlet eyes reflecting a vibrant light.

The homework assigned by school and the desire to become friends with certain people are complicated enough, and saving the world is simply not something that would cross my mind.

Shuoyue quietly watched the girl sitting on the ground, full of interest, and saw the radiant smile on her face.

Although it doesn't refract the dazzling light of a polished gemstone, the pure, untouched raw stone still possesses an endearing beauty.

Having not experienced those ten years of loneliness, nor suffered the torture of having his heart removed, the person standing before Shuoyue was just an ordinary person living an ordinary life and going to school.

But precisely because of this, he couldn't help but think of another person...

"Oh, right, and Miyu too! Sakuyue-nii, do you know Miyu? She's also a magical girl!"

"Ah...of course I know, what's wrong?"

"Hmm, um, ah... how should I put it... oh, yes, she's just too perfect!"

Having finally come up with a suitable adjective, Ilya excitedly continued:

"She's excellent at academics, has an incredible talent for drawing, is amazing at cooking, and I can't even outrun her in sports. She's practically a perfect superwoman!"

At this point, Ilya couldn't help but hang her head in dejection: "Not only that, but she also recycled my class card... Waaah, I can already feel the gap in talent."

"Haha." Shuoyue's laughter was tinged with pride. "There's no need to be so down. It's not a difference worth worrying about. Besides, as a friend who's been collecting class cards together, you should be happy."

"Friends? But I always feel that Miyu is quite difficult to get along with."

“You’re wrong, Ilya.”

"Eh?"

“Just like the wand chose you, the fact that Miyu was able to become a magical girl means that she also has wonderful qualities.” Sakuzuki said, gesturing towards the ruby ​​floating in the air. “Although elves have some flaws in their personality, they are at least trustworthy in judging people.”

"I'll take that as a compliment," Ruby said, flapping her wings in an annoyed tone.

"So, that means..."

"In other words, Miyu isn't cold-hearted." As someone who inherited the memories of the Great Hero, Shuoyue smiled, "She's just not very good at communicating with people."

"To give an example, yes, it's like a girl who only lives with her brother and never leaves the house."

"Wow, this example sounds a bit scary..."

"It's just an example, don't take it seriously."

"Mmm, I understand." Ilya nodded in understanding, then looked up at the sky thoughtfully. "So, if I take the initiative, I can successfully become friends with Miyu, um..."

"Ok?"

"Um, Brother Shuoyue, it looks like..." In Ilya's crimson pupils, a falling figure was reflected, growing larger and larger.

Something... fell! down!

Like a meteorite hitting the earth, the mud in the suburban forest suddenly rose up and reached the sky.

The instant something fell, Shuoyue used her clairvoyance to determine the landing point, used displacement magic to change its location, used projection magic to create a cushioning pad, and attached imaginary magic to it. At the moment of catching the falling object, she dissipated most of the impact, and then removed the cushioning pad.

When the dust settled, what Ilya, who had transformed into a magical girl and flown into the air in fright, saw was Sakuya standing unharmed in the center of the landing point, and a familiar face in his arms, her eyes tightly shut in fear—

"Miyu-kun? Why from that place..."

"No need to even guess, this is definitely something her temporary guardian could do." Shuoyue rolled her eyes and reluctantly put down Meiyou in her arms.

The magical girl, clutching her wand, landed and, before she could even thank them, saw Illya floating in the air.

She's flying.

"Yes, it flies naturally."

For Miyu, who was kicked off the plane by Luvia and still hasn't learned to fly, this is simply unbelievable.

"Speaking of which, when did Brother Shuoyue get here? He was just leaning against the tree a moment ago."

"Magic...you, are you really a priest from the church?"

"Of course, it's the real deal." Shuoyue smiled and tugged at her magic robe. "I've only learned some basic magic, nothing special."

"This level is beyond whether it's presentable or not..." Ruby muttered softly. Among those present, only she knew the terrifying level of magical skill this was.

Meanwhile, Miyu, who was standing next to him, was drawn to Ilya's way of addressing the priest before she could properly thank him.

"New Moon?" The azure-colored magical girl subconsciously looked at the boy, her golden eyes so dazzling.

“Ilya said your name is…Sakugetsu?”

Upon hearing this, the two reacted differently.

"Ah, you're calling my name." It's Ilya.

"Yes, I am Shuoyue." The white-haired, golden-eyed priest, whose appearance had long since faded from that of a young Shirou, bowed with his hand on his chest, a fake, impeccably perfect smile playing on his lips.

Good afternoon, beautiful lady.

“No…” Miyu shook her head, took a step back as if resisting something, her amber eyes meeting Sakugetsu’s gaze, her tone serious.

"You can't possibly have that name."

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Chapter 256 The Announcement of the New Moon

"On the first month of the lunar calendar, a small sacrifice is offered, consisting of five sacrificial vessels and four food baskets. (From the Book of Rites, Yuzao)"

The name that this young man chose on a whim and has used ever since is not simply a lunar phase.

That is the name of an ancient family that has been rooted in the land of Fuyuki since the Tensho era. Legend has it that girls born into this family have a pair of crimson eyes and possess extraordinary abilities, such as receiving people's thoughts and unconsciously bringing them to life... or children of the gods.

However, this very quality, while seemingly a blessing, also became a curse—the first girl, who saved Fuyuki from famine, died at the young age of two. The second girl's spirit was worn down before her life, turning her into a machine that could only accept and process desires.

Therefore, from the third onward, the births of the 'New Moons' were concealed, and they were always raised secretly within a barrier. Without exception, each generation of New Moons abandoned personal desires and purely prayed for the happiness of their children. The fact that such natural behavior as human beings and parents continued for 500 years can be considered a miracle that surpasses even the birth of divine children.

And the end of that family is also Miyu's past.

The girl was identified as a child of the gods, but before her birthday when she turned 7 and her nature disappeared, she was implicated in an unknown "erosion incident" that occurred in Fuyuki City, and the Sakuzuki family collapsed.

Miyu, left alone amidst the ruins, was eventually protected by Kiritsugu of that world, who, after his death, entrusted her to Shirou, the great swordsman Emiya.

—Although her past before the age of seven is blurred, Miyu can still clearly sense that the priest in front of her, who calls himself "Shuoyue," is not describing that bright moon, but rather pointing to another world, to an ancient family that has completely disappeared.

You couldn't possibly have that name.

The family members who inherited this surname should have all been wiped out, and even she abandoned her former surname and chose to become someone's sister.

Faced with Miyu's questioning, the boy dressed as a priest looked puzzled:

"What are you talking about? My name is obviously fake."

"Yes, yes, there's nothing wrong with the name Shuoyue... Hey hey hey hey!" Ilya wanted to chime in, but realized something was wrong halfway through her sentence. She looked at Shuoyue in astonishment.

"What--!!"

“Yes, it’s fake, Ilya.” Shuoyue, or rather, the young man who also came from another, more distant world, nodded with a smile. “When you’re in the mystical world, it’s best to keep your real name hidden as far as possible. I don’t want to be controlled by someone who has mastered dark magic.”

Moreover, running around to different film sets of Type-Moon, it would seem too out of place to use the name of China.

"Alright, ladies, don't dwell on my question." Shuoyue clapped her hands, opened the bag she had been carrying, and took out two lunch boxes. "You must be hungry after a busy afternoon, right? I've made some simple snacks. Let's finish the practice and take a break."

"Yay!" Ilya cheered and fell from the sky to run to Sakumo's side. Then, as if she had thought of something, she turned to the other magical girl and explained, "By the way, Miyu, Sakumo... well, let's just call him that. Sakumo-nii is the overseer of the church, so he knows about our situation."

"Ok, I know."

"Huh? Is it really that uneventful!"

Miyu did not answer; perhaps in her view, anyone associated with that name was destined to be connected to mystery.

Miyu clasped her hands together, mimicking Illya's gesture, and took the mochi ball that Sakugetsu handed her, taking a small bite.

Then, his eyes widened.

This taste...

The girl suddenly turned to look at Shuoyue, opening her mouth as if to speak, but her emotions quickly cooled down.

The moment it entered her mouth, the taste was very similar to the porridge a boy had cooked for her on her first night in this world.

But then, the taste is just taste; it doesn't contain any emotion. It's just a dish made up of the exquisite combination of different ingredients.

It's not that glutinous rice balls are bad, but compared to the porridge that the boy cooked by hand, this dish is missing a crucial element.

So, is it just an illusion?

In the end, Miyu didn't say anything, just silently ate the food in her hand without uttering a word.

"Oh, right, Ilya." Sakuzuki then withdrew her gaze from Miyu and said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Ilya, who was enjoying her meal, looked up and heard Sakuyue continue.

"Please give my regards to the guild's magicians, Rin Tohsaka and Luvia. I will also be there tonight to defeat the lone Servant."

Upon hearing this, the two girls, who were both magical girls and combatants, immediately looked over.

"Is Brother Shuoyue also going to collect class cards?"

Which one?

Shuoyue didn't answer immediately, but laughed with a wicked grin: "I remember, you guys practiced flying because you were beaten up badly, right?"

"It seems the Church has the idea of ​​competing with the Mage's Association, so they ordered me to receive the Class Card—unfortunately, that's it."

Because she was aware of the two girls' competitive spirit, Shuoyue was able to fabricate such a lie without changing her expression.

"If I defeat them, the Church will surely use that as grounds to attack the Mage's Association for its poor performance, won't it?"