Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

If Shirou Emiya hadn't experienced the Jack the Ripper incident, he would have naively believed that it was all just his imagination.

However, after Jeanne tells him that Jack the Ripper has the ability to erase information, Shirou Emiya pays close attention to anything that makes his memories blurry.

However, Shirou Emiya managed to resist the urge to distract himself and went to help the office worker up.

The office worker simply replied with a curt "thank you" to Shirou Emiya, then walked away as if no one else was there.

Just like a puppet, it has no consciousness of its own, only the simplest judgments.

After helping the office worker up, Shirou Emiya went to ask the student who had knocked him down, or the shop owner who should have seen the office worker being hit.

Their answers were surprisingly the same.

"I didn't feel like I hit anyone."

I didn't see anyone get hit.

It wasn't that they were cold-blooded or heartless, but rather that they genuinely failed to notice the white-collar worker's presence.

This made Shirou Emiya even more confused.

Moreover, Shirou Emiya discovered that there was more than just that office worker who went unnoticed on this street.

A strong sense of unease made Emiya Shi clench his fists tightly; perhaps this world wasn't as wonderful as it seemed on the surface.

Chapter 217 Strange Memories

Very strange.

It's really very strange.

Emiya Shirou leaned against the wall of the alley, pondering what had just happened.

He was a little confused, not understanding what he had just been doing.

Yes, Shirou Emiya didn't know why he was standing in the middle of the street. He seemed to have forgotten something, but his memory told him that he hadn't forgotten anything.

It wasn't that Shirou Emiya couldn't remember what had just happened; quite the opposite, it was that Shirou Emiya's memories were continuous from the moment he arrived in the city until he reached the street.

There's nothing I can't remember in the middle.

But Shirou Emiya felt as if he had suddenly become possessed, and walked toward the street, because he did not understand why he had come here.

It was as if I were visiting a city that attracts many tourists, and I moved from one block to another.

Based on my memory, shouldn't the first thing I do in this world be to find a job and a place to live?

Without money and penniless, the first thing to do is to find a job that can fill your stomach.

Why did I end up walking towards the street like this? What happened that made me walk towards the street so involuntarily?

He wasn't an assigned staff member, so he didn't know what to do each time he came to a strange world.

Emiya Shirou was simply following his own heart in doing things.

It wasn't that Shirou Emiya wanted to get involved in those events, but just like how Stand users are drawn to each other, special people are drawn to special things. From the moment Shirou Emiya stepped through the door, it was impossible for him to live an ordinary life in other worlds for a period of time.

Having experienced too many extraordinary events, Shirou Emiya wouldn't think that he had just acted on impulse and walked here like an ordinary person.

Whether it was the strange feeling he had when he first arrived in this world, or the strange situation that was happening now, Shirou Emiya felt a sense of crisis throughout the city.

A sense of crisis that I could die at any moment.

Emiya Shirou had unwavering faith in his intuition and was convinced that he hadn't come to this street for no reason.

He's not a local, he's not familiar with any part of the city, and he couldn't possibly have come to this street looking for work.

Because in Shirou Emiya's memory, he had never asked any passersby about how to find a job.

However, it seems that he asked a passerby about something.

Emiya Shirou vaguely recalled asking those students something.

Did you hit anyone?

Emiya Shirou leaned against the wall, scratching his head as he pondered why he had asked those students such a question.

They didn't bump into anyone, did they?

Emiya recalled the situation at the time: the students walked by, and no one was bumped into.

"No! No! No! This is not right, this is not right!"

Emiya Shirou banged his head against the wall, sweat gradually dripping down his forehead.

too weird.

So weird.

It was as if a huge shadow was enveloping him and the city, and this indescribable feeling made Shirou Emiya extremely annoyed.

He had never thought about this matter in such detail before.

Why, why did I ask that student if I had knocked someone down? Why did I ask that boss if anyone had been knocked down?

“Unless, at that time, I actually saw someone get hit.”

After much thought, only this one possibility came to mind, but Shirou Emiya's memories clearly told him that no one was knocked down at the time.

Moreover, the student did not appear to experience any bodily tremors from bumping into someone.

Most people might think they're just seeing things, but for Shirou Emiya, it's not just a matter of seeing things.

Shirou Emiya would rather believe that there is something wrong with his memory than question his own eyes, especially when it comes to things like observation, Shirou Emiya has the absolute right to speak.

Hey kid! Get some money to spend!

Before Shirou Emiya could come up with a solution, a very roguish voice, filled with disdain, came from the depths of the alley.

A man wearing a gray-black vest, with spiky blond hair, several missing teeth, and holding a butterfly knife, emerged from the darkness.

Behind him stood a group of boys, each with a wicked grin, their eyes filled with intense greed.

No matter which city you're in, there will always be plenty of parasites that prey on others.

Emiya Shirou hesitated only slightly before stepping forward.

If it were Fuyuki City, Shirou Emiya would also choose to learn about those with troubled backgrounds or talk to their parents.

In this unfamiliar city, the delinquents won't listen to Shirou Emiya's lectures.

When faced with unpleasant situations that cannot be resolved through words, Shirou Emiya can only resort to methods he doesn't want to use.

That's violence.

Emiya Shirou will not choose to escape, because letting these bad guys go will lead to more innocent people being harmed by them.

He didn't know how many infuriating things these delinquents had done, but now that Shirou Emiya knew they were delinquents, he wouldn't let them get away with it.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

In a very short time, these wicked spirits lay dead on the ground, sighing and groaning.

Even those delinquents who wanted to escape were stopped by him.

Emiya Shirou lowered his clenched fists and slowly straightened up.

But there was one person present who did not fall.

Emiya Shirou stared blankly at the white-haired delinquent who hadn't fallen. Had he overlooked him?

I should have defeated all the bad guys.

The next second, a ball of flame ignited from the white-haired scoundrel's body, devouring him in an instant like a hungry beast.

Everything about that delinquent boy vanished in that instant, and everyone in the world forgot that such a person existed.

Even Shirou Emiya, who was standing in front of him at that moment, had his memories altered in that instant.

Emiya Shirou slowly turned his head, his tone full of indignation as he looked at the delinquents lying dead in the alley.

“I don’t like to use violence to solve problems, but as long as I’m in this city, I will not let you harm others.”

If Shirou Emiya could make those delinquents obey his teachings without using his fists, he would never use violence to suppress them.

After all, many delinquents are indeed forced into delinquency due to family reasons or their experiences at school. Shirou Emiya is willing to get to know them one by one and save them.

But in this world, time doesn't allow Shirou Emiya to do that, so he can only use the simplest and most brutal method to stop them.

It's essentially using violence to combat violence, but back in Fuyuki City, Shirou Emiya and Shinji did something similar before.

When faced with unreasonable people, Shirou Emiya and Shinji can only resort to their fists to suppress them.

But for some reason, Shinji became so twisted and disgusting afterward.

However, there's no need to worry about those delinquents having deep-seated aftereffects. Shirou Emiya has been in fights before, and he always holds back against those delinquents. Even the most seriously injured leader only suffered superficial wounds.

There's no need to go to the hospital for treatment; a little rest is enough to recover. Although the injury can't be fully healed, normal life can still be maintained.

However, Shirou Emiya still had no bad memories of suddenly disappearing in front of him.

Even if he tried to recall, Shirou Emiya would have no memory of him, because that delinquent no longer existed in this world.

Just like the office worker Shirou Emiya followed on the first street, all of Shirou Emiya's lost memories of them were automatically filled in.

These lost memories were filled in almost flawlessly.

Chapter 218 The Red Barrier That Stopped the World

After dealing with those troublesome Emiya Shirou, he didn't find anything strange.

That unfortunate disappearance is different from Jack the Ripper's "information erasure," which directly erases a piece of your memory.

You remember fighting someone, but you don't know how the fight went or what the person you fought looked like.

However, you will still have the impression that you fought with her. [Information Erasure] simply erases the information recorded by witnesses and opponents about her abilities, real name, and physical characteristics. It is equivalent to digging out this part of your memory, so that you have no memory of this part at all.

Moreover, this ability can be recorded by scientific products such as cameras, but the memory will be lost after watching it again.

The disappearance of that delinquent was different; compared to the Ripper's "information erasure," this kind of disappearance was far more sophisticated.