Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

The moment she gained feelings, she knew perfectly well that she would eventually disappear.

As an AI, she shouldn't have been able to possess such emotions. The emergence of these emotions instantly put her in an overloaded state, to the point that she couldn't maintain her own stability.

She understood what her fate would be, and she wanted to accept it, because it was something she shouldn't have been able to have in the first place.

But she instinctively couldn't accept it—

"Who's coming! Who's coming!"

At this moment, the girl's consciousness seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and her voice gradually became weak.

She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't.

Darkness gradually crept over her entire body, and her consciousness began to dissipate.

She tried to call for help, but no sound came out.

But even if it gets out, what difference will it make? The girl is just an AI, ignored by NPCs, uncared for by magicians, and almost completely disconnected from everyone in the academy.

No one will lend a helping hand.

She could only watch helplessly as she sank into the mud, slowly sinking deeper and deeper, with absolutely no chance of escaping.

The girl involuntarily let out a mournful cry, her face filled with despair.

She stopped struggling and resisting, slowly closing her eyes and accepting the ending that was rightfully hers.

"cherry--!!!"

What kind of cry was that?

What kind of emotions are contained within it?

It's like the anxiety of seeing something precious fall to the ground.

It's like risking everything to save something important.

But----

Before the girl could react...

The voice, without any obstruction or pause, penetrated everything and rang in her ears at the very moment she was about to lose consciousness.

The girl's heart trembled at this moment. Was it because she was able to survive? Was it because someone had observed her? Or was it because—?

She didn't know why she felt a surge of inexplicable emotions the moment she heard that voice.

Who exactly is it?

Who exactly is it?

Who exactly is it?

My heart, which had been at a standstill, began to pound violently in that instant.

His eyes also trembled violently at that moment.

"Crack-!"

It sounded like something was being shattered, emanating from all around her.

The girl's jewel-like purple eyes opened the moment the voice appeared.

It was an arm riddled with countless injuries.

It was a white-haired man whose entire body was engulfed in flames.

The entire empty and dark space shattered violently at that moment, like broken glass.

The girl stared blankly at the scene, at the white-haired man standing in front of her, extending his hand.

An indescribable emotion welled up within her at that moment.

She didn't know how to express her feelings at that moment.

The girl used all the strength in her body to slowly extend her hand.

Without any hesitation, the arm, covered in endless wounds, gripped it tightly.

Just like rescuing a drowning person, the girl was suddenly pulled up by this hand.

The girl's eyes trembled slightly as she lay on the hospital bed.

A pure white ceiling slowly appeared in front of her.

She tried to move her body, but at that moment, the person next to her did not seem to notice that she had woken up.

A warm, somewhat rough hand was placed on my forehead.

The girl closed her already half-open eyes again, seemingly feeling the warmth emanating from that palm.

Then, a warm towel was gently wiped across her face.

Someone is taking good care of you.

"Is this a dream?"

The girl was filled with anxiety, afraid that the moment she opened her eyes, everything she saw would vanish into nothingness.

All of this was just a dream I had.

Are you awake?

As if sensing something, a young but steady voice came from beside the girl.

At this moment, the girl realized that her right hand seemed to be gripping something tightly, and as she struggled internally, her right hand involuntarily tightened its grip.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"It's not a dream—"

The girl stared blankly at the white-haired boy sitting next to her, as if she couldn't believe it, and murmured in a low voice.

This white-haired boy is none other than Emiya Shirou, who is searching for Rin Tohsaka within the academy.

Emiya Shirou looked puzzled and wanted to ask what the girl had just said, but he immediately shut his mouth.

Because, like crystal tears, kept flowing from the corners of the girl's eyes.

Are you alright?!

Shirou Emiya, sitting to the side, asked with a look of great concern.

Even though he knew that the girl in front of him was probably not the one he knew, he couldn't just sit idly by and watch her fall to the ground.

The girl sat up weakly from the bed, staring straight at Shirou Emiya, as if trying to memorize his face.

As if she wanted to confirm something, she asked Emiya Shirou in a trembling voice.

"Can you see me?"

Looking at the charming young girl in front of him, Shirou Emiya was extremely worried.

Because the moment he discovered the girl, all the students walking around the school acted as if they hadn't seen her at all, completely ignoring her, who was running a high fever and lying on the ground barely able to breathe.

"I can see it, and I can feel it—!"

Emiya Shirou answered the girl's question decisively.

His eyes were fixed on her with unwavering determination.

For some reason, seeing Shirou Emiya suddenly become serious, the girl smiled and spoke softly to him in her gentle voice and expectant expression.

"I'm Sakura Matou, a first-year student. My job is in the infirmary, and my responsibility is managing everyone's health. Um, may I ask if I know your name, senpai?"

Chapter 527 The Strange School

"Shirou Emiya, Shirou Emiya——"

The girl named Sakura murmured softly, as if trying to memorize the name.

For some reason, even though it was a name I had never heard before, someone I had never met, and someone whose personality I, as an AI, was incredibly insecure and timid.

But when facing him, I started a conversation with him very naturally, as if we had known each other for a long time.

"Are you feeling better now?"

Seeing that Sakura still seemed a little weak, Shirou Emiya once again habitually placed his hand on her forehead and asked softly.

Despite it being their first meeting, she watched without any resistance as Shirou Emiya placed his hand on her forehead with perfect ease.

Just like how two people should get along.

But a blush involuntarily rose on Sakura's face, and she stared at him blankly, unsure of what to say.

Only then did Sakura realize that what was covering her was not the pure white blankets in the hospital room, but a crimson trench coat, emanating a faint, holy power, as if it were slowly healing her.

This is a trench coat created by Shirou Emiya, combining the shroud made by Jeanne d'Arc with Shana's night cap.

It also possesses three functions: defense against some magic, a weak healing effect, and item storage.

Shirou Emiya did not recklessly wander around this school, which was very similar to his own Homurahara Academy High School.

He skillfully donned the "Possessed by Evil Spirits" outfit, concealing his figure.

After all, a student wearing a different school uniform wandering around inside would inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, Shirou Emiya doesn't need to attract attention like this. He doesn't know if there is another version of himself in this world. If he does something that would cause trouble for that other version of himself, Shirou Emiya would feel very guilty.

Within this academy are people I know very well, such as Ryudou Kazunari, Matou Shinji, and Fujiwara-nee.

Because he was often away from school, the newspaper club trio of Makiya Kaede, Himuro Kane, and Saegusa Yukika were always chasing after him, asking him questions.

And there's Kuzuki Souichirou, who only shares the same name, has a completely different appearance, but shares a slightly similar temperament.

Shirou Emiya even encountered a priest named Kirei Kotomine, whom he had always wanted to avoid, who was wandering alone in the corridor.

But upon closer reflection, Shirou Emiya felt relieved that the church was located within the school.

He wouldn't treat Kirei Kotomine maliciously in other worlds just because he's a villain in his own world.

However, Shirou Emiya has no intention of having any contact with him right now.

Shirou Emiya, who was already invisible, was almost invisible to everyone.