Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

This is because its own need for food is very large, but it can only eat the amount of an average person each time. Although in terms of results, it is almost the same as going hungry for three days and nine meals.

The child has become mentally impaired from hunger.

Emiya saw that she easily finished a meal that was almost as tall as herself, and her abdomen did not swell at all, which was simply amazing.

"No wonder he ate like that when he was at the Tokitoya."

He suddenly realized he couldn't blame the owner of the shop. He didn't even know if Kaori had eaten enough, but his wallet was already empty for the night.

Emiya stared into deep thought as he looked at his nearly empty purse.

If her food intake at each meal is at least equivalent to Emiya's monthly salary, then no family could possibly afford to support such a glutton.

Three meals a day, spending three months' worth of energy in one day, who can stand that!

"Koi Natsu, the courtesan! It's Koi Natsu, the courtesan!"

Just as Xianghui was eating voraciously, a commotion arose from the surrounding crowd.

"Shirou, aren't you going to go take a look?"

With her mouth still full of food, Kaori looked at Emiya, who remained unmoved, with a puzzled expression.

"No, I still prefer places where people have more space."

Emiya shook his head. He wasn't very interested in the courtesan parade. If it weren't for the restaurant owner's insistence, Emiya would probably be at home training his magic and breathing techniques, or helping out on the streets.

In short, I won't accompany Xianghui as she wanders around the streets.

"Oh, okay? Then come with me to buy some more food."

Xianghui nodded as if she understood, but in the short time that Emiya was stunned, the small mountain next to her, which was as tall as her, disappeared.

"..."

"I wasn't distracted for very long, was I?"

Emiya expressed doubt about his own eyesight.

How long has it been? Just a few breaths, and the mountain of food has been completely devoured. Even Saber couldn't eat that fast!

Wait, who is Saber?

Before Emiya could recover from his shock, Kaori jumped off the chair.

"I finally found a meal ticket! My goal today is to eat my way through this whole street!!!"

She pointed to the sky, shouting as if pursuing a grand dream.

"Meal tickets?"

Xianghui stuck out a small section of her tongue, then placed her right hand on her head.

"Hey!"

Then she immediately jogged over to the shop she had just pointed to.

She's pretending to be stupid!

Emiya could only express that he was very sad, but also deeply shocked.

It's all my hard-earned money that's being wasted.

Although he doesn't use it much at the moment.

The restaurant owner provided the ingredients and accommodation, and Emiya basically didn't touch his salary this month, except for helping those who had to wander around because of family changes.

Emiya only paused for a moment before immediately deciding to give chase.

It's easy for such a young child to get into an accident if he wanders around on a busy street.

Xianghui disappeared without a trace after entering the crowd, as if she had vanished into thin air.

"They probably ran over there first."

Without giving it much thought, Emiya followed the direction she had pointed out and arrived inside the shop.

Like other shops, this store was extremely popular, but Emiya still couldn't find any familiar faces inside.

"Boss, have you seen a long-haired girl wearing a kimono?"

Emiya compared his height to Kaori's and asked the busy boss in front of him.

"I haven't seen a girl come in; she probably went somewhere else!"

The boss stood there for a while, thought about it carefully, then shook his head, indicating that he had never seen such a girl before.

"Where will she go?"

With Xianghui suddenly disappearing, Emiya dared not be negligent. Although he hadn't considered her his confidante after only a few hours together, she was still a friend to him.

Even without those few hours together, Emiya would still go looking for her; a lost child is a serious matter.

In such a dense crowd, children are very likely to have accidents, especially a thin girl like her.

However, precisely because of this, it was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack for Emiya to find her among such a crowd, especially since Emiya himself was not familiar with the area of ​​Youguo.

"I guess I'll have to go check out the Tokitoya."

Emiya, having failed to find the person, was at his wit's end. He asked passersby and food stalls, but found no clues.

It was as if she had truly turned to dust and vanished into thin air the instant she stepped into the crowd.

"Ow!"

After hurriedly finding Kaori, Emiya arrived at the Tokitoya and discovered the location of the madam. He rushed over immediately, but did not notice the woman walking towards him from the other side as he turned the corner.

The tea she was holding spilled all over Emiya, and she fell to the ground because she bumped into him and lost her balance.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Waaaaaah!!!"

A woman with long black hair, wearing a kimono and blue eyes, grabbed Emiya's clothes, repeatedly apologizing, while large tears streamed down her face.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay."

Seeing the woman in front of him gushing tears like they were free, Emiya was at a loss for what to do and could only try his best to push her away.

but----

"Waaaaah! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"

The forceful push not only failed to remove the woman leaning against him, who was sobbing uncontrollably, but instead made her cry even louder and grip his clothes even tighter.

"Suma! Can you please stop crying and yelling like this? You're disturbing so many customers!"

The wooden door next to the corridor was pushed open, and a woman came out, looking at her with great disdain, and walked over.

Chapter Twenty: The Girl Who Disappeared in the Red-Light District (Part 2)

"Waaaaah! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Hearing Suma's heart-wrenching cries, the geisha who were not serving guests nearby rushed over and helped Suma and Emiya, who had fallen to the ground, to their feet.

"Don't cry. Luckily, you bumped into Emiya-san. If you had accidentally bumped into other guests, the madam would have been furious."

Some geisha patted Suma on the back, comforting her.

"Emiya-san, please come with us. You're soaking wet. If you don't mind, we'll provide you with dry clothes."

Other geishas approached Emiya and looked him over, seemingly analyzing whether the garment was dry.

However, could you please refrain from touching it indiscriminately? It's very indecent.

"..."

In truth, Emiya really wanted to refuse.

He's busy asking the madam, Xianghui, about things, and the restaurant owner has locked up his employees' rooms, so he can't go back to change his clothes. After thinking it over, it seems the only thing he can do is change his clothes with them first.

Emiya had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

It's not a good thing to make a mess of someone else's shop while wearing wet clothes.

"Time to change clothes! Time to change clothes!"

Emiya felt extremely uncomfortable inside the room. He was only 15 years old and a first-year student at Homurahara Academy High School.

As for blushing, Emiya said he couldn't understand that feeling at all; he just felt extremely uncomfortable, and even when he was changing clothes, someone was peeping at him.

In reality, Emiya wasn't that charismatic; he was just a young man skilled at fixing sewers.

However, Emiya is a very self-disciplined man. In addition to working every day and helping others, Emiya has always been meticulous in his training at home.

Moreover, in order to truly master that breathing technique, Emiya could only work on it behind closed doors at home.

Without anyone to teach him, Emiya could only rely on his intuition to gradually uncover its mysteries, but all along...

There are also some carefree people on this street. Some of them will push the door open directly instead of knocking first when they come to ask Emiya for help.

And so Emiya appeared in everyone's sight, exercising at home with his upper body exposed.

If you only look at Emiya wearing clothes, he looks like Tanjiro wearing the Demon Slayer Corps uniform—a frail scholar, but then he takes off his coat.

His naturally muscular physique, which wasn't overly bulky, combined with Emiya's somewhat handsome face, immediately struck a chord with their tastes. Fitness attracts the opposite sex, but excessive fitness...

Cough!

Let's turn our attention back to the main storyline.

Amidst their disappointed gazes, Emiya changed into clean clothes in a corner and quickly found the madam there.

"Asakusa Kae? She ran off again?"

The madam took a drag of her cigarette and slammed her fist on the table in anger.

"This is the third time this month. If Princess Yuzuriha loses her temper, she might not be able to save her life!"

The madam stood up nervously, then sat down again, taking a drag of her cigarette and quickly exhaling.

Emiya could even see the sweat on her forehead.

"Squeak!"

The door was gently pushed open.