Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

"Before I could finish speaking, that bastard priest handed Fujii a glass of water. Fujii initially thought it was Kirei Kotomine's act of kindness, but it turned out to be a glass of mapo tea. Unable to hold it in, Fujii fainted."

Emiya Shirou thought he should prepare some nourishing food these days, otherwise Fujii's body might not be able to handle it.

Why would that priest have such a perverse sense of humor?

Shirou Emiya could only cover his head, indicating that he didn't know what to say.

However, he still made some pastries to thank Kirei Kotomine afterwards.

But it was snatched away by a blond youth who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the church.

It can't really be said that the blond youth took it, since it was Emiya Shirou who stopped him at the time.

"What brings this commoner to my side? Do you wish to offer tribute?"

Emiya Shirou thought about it and realized that the blond youth's reminder was very timely, so he handed the pastries in his hand to the blond youth.

After the blond youth took the gift box from Shirou Emiya, a gold ingot fell from the sky and landed slowly in Shirou Emiya's hand.

"This is a gift from me! Accept it well!"

Although the blond youth had a bad feeling, as if he was facing an inescapable calamity, he still took the pastries that Shirou Emiya had given him.

"————————Have I forgotten something?"

On his way back, Shirou Emiya pondered, deciding to make a new batch of pastries for Kirei Kotomine.

"It seems that pastry is Mapo Tofu flavored!"

I think everything should be fine.

Emiya Shirou thought with some uncertainty, after all, Fujii-nee only weakened for a few days before becoming energetic again.

He could only console himself with the thought that the blond youth should be alright.

So much time has passed, and Shirou Emiya still can't find that blond youth.

If I meet him again in the future, all I can do is try my best to make it up to him.

As for the blond youth, he returned home and took a bite of the incredibly pink pastry.

The next second, he lost consciousness and collapsed into the chair.

After a period of time —

"What's wrong, my king?"

The blond youth covered his head and saw the pastries laid out on the table.

"It looks delicious."

As he pondered this, he picked up the pastry again and took a bite.

"This pastry looks like it should taste pretty good."

He didn't know how many times he had thought about this before taking a bite.

——————This is a funny dividing line——————

"The time seems to be approaching."

Emiya Shirou felt the door's presence growing stronger; in a few hours, that door should take him away from here.

During this month, Shirou Emiya lived a very fulfilling life. Although he did not desperately improve his strength, he still gained a lot.

The Holy Grail War, the friendship between classmates, and he also learned some Chinese cuisine from Rin Tohsaka.

This also means that I don't have to worry about my grades for the time being.

As for the economy, Shirou Emiya righteously rejected Rin Tohsaka's suggestion to project famous paintings to make money.

He also told Sakura that he was leaving soon and would probably not be back for another two months.

Although Sakura looked at Shirou Emiya with a worried expression, she did not stop him from leaving.

"Squeak—!"

The dilapidated wooden door appeared abruptly in front of Shirou Emiya, and he stepped inside without hesitation.

At that moment, a golden figure appeared on a street lamp next to the Emiya residence.

"So you're the reason for the mutation?"

The blond figure watched Shirou Emiya enter through the wooden door and murmured to himself.

"Zheng——!"

Golden halos, one after another, appeared around him.

One weapon after another slowly emerged from the golden halo.

A short sword with a chain attached.

He carried a crimson samurai sword.

A triangular tin staff surrounded by starlight.

A long staff that can extend and retract freely, like a halberd.

A perfectly standard dachi (long sword).

"Zheng—!"

A huge golden halo appeared behind him.

"Squeak—!"

With a tremendous roar, a mecha as large as a skyscraper appeared from the halo.

"Guardian Machine God [Supreme Throne]? What an interesting name!"

With such sneer, all these things vanished in an instant.

Only passersby from Fuyuki City remained, taking photos.

That enormous mecha has become a new urban legend in Fuyuki City.

Chapter 304 The Difficulties of Unregistered Residents

"boom--!"

As the wooden door slammed shut without mercy, Shirou Emiya was once again left in a completely unfamiliar environment.

The first thing he needs to do is to understand what kind of environment he is in.

This is a principal's office that looks completely ordinary.

Well, it's not exactly ordinary either.

This room, as an office, has far exceeded Shirou Emiya's imagination of luxury.

To Shirou Emiya's left is a transparent, seemingly extremely hard pane of glass, through which one can clearly see the panoramic view below.

To Shirou Emiya's right, closest to him, were several clean and gleaming mahogany chairs, and in front of these chairs was a wooden table filled with the scent of sandalwood.

This seems to be a place for conversation.

On the wall further to the right, there were various certificates, awards, and some paintings that looked very expensive, as well as some portraits that Shirou Emiya did not recognize.

These appear to be portraits of past school principals.

Behind Shirou Emiya, next to the wooden door through which he entered, were rows and rows of bookshelves that looked extremely classical.

The books on those shelves seemed to have been through a lot; you could tell how long they had been there just by looking at them.

In front of Shirou Emiya was a very long wooden desk, on which sat a computer screen and various documents.

What surprised him most was the incredibly large ecosphere behind the wooden desk.

Emiya Shirou could even see the extremely lush plants and all sorts of insects inside.

A yellow chandelier, shimmering with the luster of jewels, hangs from the ceiling.

"Wow, so luxurious."

Emiya Shirou immediately recognized that this room was the type of principal's office, since he had been to the principal's office at Homurahara Academy because he was unable to attend school normally.

I also spoke with the principal, and although I brushed it off, because of Fujii-nee's influence, the principal didn't intend to do anything to Emiya Shirou and just let it go.

Anyway, Homurahara Academy doesn't really care about its college entrance rate.

Aside from academic studies, Homura Academy produces exceptionally talented individuals in all walks of life.

After observing the entire principal's office, Shirou Emiya walked to the window.

With such large windows, it's easy to see the entire view below.

Various buildings are arranged in an intricate pattern, and many people dressed in the same clothes walk along the street.

She doesn't look very old.

However, as if they all sensed something, they all looked up towards where Emiya Shirou was.

Shirou Emiya was so frightened that he immediately backed away.

"This looks like a school."

Emiya Shirou thought to himself, although he was not placed in the wilderness like the first time, nor on the battlefield where thousands of troops rushed in like the second time.

But he still hoped that he would be a person with an identity each time he went to a different world, otherwise he would always be an unregistered person, and if the government really came to investigate, he would have no choice but to hide.

"boom--!"

The door was pushed open with a thud.

A woman dressed in a dark black suit with brown-black hair looked at Shirou Emiya, who had suddenly appeared in the office, with extreme vigilance in her eyes.

"Who are you, and why are you here? Which organization sent you?"

Two pistols appeared in his hand without warning, as if projected from Shirou Emiya, and were pointed at him.

Emiya Shirou was very decisive and did not hesitate. He raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat.

If possible, avoid conflict; Shirou Emiya doesn't really want to fight as soon as they meet.