Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

However, now, Fujimura Taiga believes that Emiya Shirou needs to be taught a profound lesson.

She's a fifth-dan kendo player, how could she not beat a high school student?

Thinking this, Fujimura Taiga gripped the broom tightly and kept closing in on Emiya Shirou.

"Sister Teng! I know I was wrong! Ah!! Ah! Ah!"

Emiya Shirou dodged past Fujimura Taiga's swung broom and slipped to Sakura's side.

"Sister Teng, let's forget about it."

Sakura quickly waved her hand and stepped forward.

"Since Sakura says so, then forget it!"

Fujimura Taiga slung the broom over his shoulder and huffed and puffed.

Emiya Shirou also sighed slightly. Although Fujiwara might not be able to hit him at all, and even if Fujiwara hit him with her strength, it might not hurt at all.

But for some reason, Shirou Emiya breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know what relieved him, or perhaps in his habit, he still thought of himself as the same as before he entered the door.

"Daga!"

Fujimura Taiga suddenly changed his tone.

"It's impossible for there to be no punishment at all!"

Then Fujimura Taiga looked around.

It seemed as if he was waving the broom haphazardly, making the whole room look somewhat chaotic, and you could even see fine dust falling from the broom.

"Now that you're back, you'll have to clean your room yourself. You know, before you came back, Sakura would clean your room every day!"

Fujimura Taiga was still somewhat indignant, after all, what Emiya Shirou had done was really too much, disappearing without a word for two months.

After suddenly returning and then suddenly leaving again, Fujimura Taiga was both angry and happy that Emiya Shirou had returned safely.

"sorry!"

Emiya Shirou quickly lowered his head and apologized to Sakura and Fujimura Taiga.

Although Fujiwara didn't say it explicitly, Shirou Emiya could still sense the worry she was conveying.

——————This is a time divider——————

"Um, this isn't really a good idea!"

Emiya Shirou leaned against the wall in a formal sitting position, motionless.

In front of him, Sakura, her face slightly flushed, held a spoon to Shirou Emiya's lips with a slight tremor in her hand.

"This is punishment, this is your punishment for being out of touch for two months!"

Fujimura Taiga sat at the table with a smug look on his face, taking a small sip of wine and then a bite of curry rice, his eyes gleaming with a golden light as he watched the helpless Emiya Shirou.

"Can this be considered a punishment?"

Shirou Emiya wasn't truly unable to resist, but at Fuji's request, he was forced to stand with his back against the wall, unable to move, and forbidden from eating at the table.

Then, Fujii had Sakura bring the curry rice to Shirou Emiya.

"Senior! Skipping dinner is bad for your health."

Sakura looked at Shirou Emiya, who was sitting upright and slightly sweating, and a soft voice came from the corner of her mouth.

Although she felt embarrassed, seeing Shirou Emiya's expression, Sakura suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing him.

After all, Shirou Emiya had essentially disappeared for four months. Although Sakura didn't show it, she still harbored some resentment.

"Senior—! Open your mouth, ah—"

Chapter 291 Crisis, Major Crisis

After enduring cruel torture, Shirou Emiya finally received forgiveness from Taiga Fujimura and Sakura.

Although they had already forgiven him the moment they saw that Shirou Emiya was unharmed.

However, Fujimura Taiga still questioned Emiya Shirou relentlessly.

Which organization is it? How much is the salary? Why wasn't it discussed with the guardian?

Shirou Emiya couldn't answer these questions and could only give vague answers.

He couldn't very well tell Sister Teng that he had traveled through time, that would be too fantastical.

He himself didn't believe it, let alone Sister Teng.

As for his salary, Shirou Emiya stared into deep thought as he looked at his empty purse.

Emiya Shirou didn't take the money he earned working in Misaki City with him; instead, he returned it all.

After all, he had already left, and it wouldn't be good to continue occupying the resources there. Besides, to be honest, Shirou Emiya hadn't worked at that cafe for that long.

He returned the remaining money he had prepaid to the coffee shop.

The shop owner paid me such a high salary, he must have hoped I would stay in the shop for a long time.

However, the truth is that even if Shirou Emiya really wanted to stay in that cafe, he couldn't.

After all, the door is mandatory; when the door tries to take him away, he has no way to stop.

Under the faint starlight, Shirou Emiya sat in front of his room in the courtyard.

I sat in this very spot back then, listening to Kiritsugu talk about his ideals.

Emiya Shirou breathed steadily, cherishing this leisurely moment where he didn't have to think about anything, emptying his mind and feeling the gentle evening breeze.

He didn't dislike that kind of life. Whenever Shirou Emiya saw people living peacefully in the world like he did, he felt happy and content.

However, Shirou Emiya also needs a short rest like this.

"senior--!"

A soft voice sounded from beside Shirou Emiya.

He slightly opened his eyes, and somehow, he turned over and lay on Sakura's lap.

Sakura looked at Emiya Shirou with a gentle expression.

"Did I...did I fall asleep?"

Perhaps because he was at home, Shirou Emiya not only didn't sense Sakura's approach, but he also didn't realize that he had fallen asleep while clearing his mind.

He felt so comfortable here.

"Senior, you must be very tired from this trip."

Sakura placed her hand on Shirou Emiya's head, gently stroking it and feeling the soft, prickly texture.

She noticed many barely noticeable short white hairs among Shirou Emiya's bright red hair.

Moreover, most of the red hair roots have already turned white.

However, at a glance, it is difficult to tell. Neither she nor Fujiwara noticed that Shirou Emiya had grown so many white hairs when they first met.

Only in situations like this, at such close range, can Sakura observe things in detail.

She looked at Shirou Emiya with a touch of heartache.

Sakura didn't believe he had dyed his hair in the past two months. She clearly understood that the white hair on Emiya Shirou's head also represented the depletion of his life force.

"I'm sorry for making you worry, Sakura."

Emiya Shirou covered his head and slowly got up from Sakura's knees.

He never expected that he would fall asleep so easily.

"It's nothing, but you should take better care of yourself, senior."

Sakura had no intention of asking Shirou Emiya where he had gone for the past four months. She trusted her senior, since Shirou Emiya didn't intend to tell her about it.

So she wouldn't ask too many questions. She trusted Shirou Emiya; she believed that he would tell her when he wanted to.

"It's very late now, let's go back, or you'll catch a cold."

Emiya Shirou spoke softly, his heart filled with gratitude for Sakura's care for him.

He got up somewhat dazed, preparing to walk towards his room.

I'm sure I'll be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

"senior"

"What's wrong, Sakura!"

As Shirou Emiya walked down the corridor, he heard Sakura's call and quickly turned around. Suddenly, he understood what was happening.

"I'm sorry, Sakura, I didn't notice."

Emiya Shirou quickly went over and helped Sakura up, thinking he had only been lying on Sakura's lap for a short time.

I never imagined that I would lie down until Sakura's legs were completely numb.

"No, senior, it's my fault for not waking you up earlier."

Sakura shook her head slightly, not blaming Shirou Emiya.

Actually, if I hadn't been worried about Shirou Emiya catching a cold, I probably would have just sat here like this forever.

She liked it very much, and just sat there in the courtyard, staring blankly at Shirou Emiya.

However, for some unknown reason, during the two months that he stayed at the Emiya residence, his grandfather never contacted him, and even the Crest Worms inside his body remained stable.

I only see my brother at school.

In order to maintain a good image at school, he basically did not resort to violence against himself.

Sakura's daily life here felt like a dream, but she only hoped that this dream could last longer.

After all, Sakura knew clearly that she would wake up from this dream sooner or later, so she kept her thoughts to herself.

While Sakura was thinking, Shirou Emiya helped her up and led her to the bedroom.