Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

At this time, the Matou family took the initiative to ask to adopt Sakura, promising to raise her as their successor and to cooperate with them in the Fourth Shinobi World War.

Tokiomi Tohsaka could not resist the temptation.

Moreover, considering that she is being raised as an heir, Sakura's life is bound to be better than that of her sworn enemies, her relatives.

Most importantly, the Matou family heir would inherit the Matou family's magic, which would be extremely beneficial for Sakura's future, so Tokiomi Tohsaka readily agreed.

At the time, Tokiomi did not know that he was pushing his own daughter into the abyss.

Even now, he still doesn't know.

"Who did this?" Tokiomi Tohsaka asked.

"I don't know, there's no residual information."

"The entire Matou family mansion was completely destroyed, leaving only ruins."

Kirei Kotomine could sense the anger beneath his teacher's elegant exterior, and quickly replied.

"A once-powerful family has now fallen to such a state..."

"Who exactly did Zouken Matou offend?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka frowned deeply, deep in thought.

Suddenly, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through my thoughts.

"Could it be..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka finally realized something.

"Is it related to the people participating in this Holy Grail War?"

In Tokiomi Tohsaka's mind, the image of the powerful green-haired, white-robed Servant he had seen the previous night, and the innocent face of the seven-year-old red-haired boy who was that Servant's Master, flashed before his eyes.

"Could it be...?!"

Just as he thought of this, Tokiomi Tohsaka smiled and shook his head.

"Hehe, what a coincidence!"

Chapter Nineteen: Ayako's Invitation

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The bell rang, a sound we'd heard countless times, and the once noisy classroom gradually quieted down.

Shirou, having arrived at his seat, glanced at the lonely cherry blossom tree outside the window in the winter, then looked away and unzipped the shoulder bag inside his desk.

Before long, listening to the children around him reciting the fifty sounds of the Japanese syllabary along with their teacher, Shirou quickly fell into a peaceful sleep.

He was not awakened by the noisy chatter until the break between classes.

At this moment, Shirou noticed a girl with short brown hair standing hesitantly at the back door.

After their eyes met, the girl trembled slightly.

Then, as if he had mentally prepared himself, he took a deep breath and walked into the classroom.

Mizuki Ayako.

The girl with short, brown hair that reached past her ears blushed slightly as she entered the classroom and was stared at by the other children.

"That, that..."

"My parents said they need to thank you properly."

Ayako stood beside Shirou's desk and whispered to him.

"Hmm, so what?"

Shirou looked up at her, waiting for the girl to continue.

"So, I hope you can come to the hotel with me after school..."

After saying that, Ayako Mizuki couldn't stand the stares from the other children around her anymore, and she almost buried her head in her chest.

I didn't look closely at the time, but now that I think about it a little, Shirou realizes that she's actually quite cute.

Her features weren't as delicate as Sakura's, but they were very distinct. Although she looked a little immature, she already possessed a classical beauty.

She was clearly a beauty from a young age.

Although Shirou already knew that she would grow up to be a stunning beauty.

She is not as steady and reliable as she will be later; instead, she is just like any other little girl, timid and shy.

Watching her grow up little by little has a unique kind of fun.

"ok, I get it."

Shirou readily agreed.

Upon hearing Shirou's answer, Ayako Mitsuri immediately breathed a sigh of relief, slumped her shoulders, said goodbye to Shirou, and quickly left the classroom.

Being talked about by the other children with strange topics such as "Is that Chihiro's girlfriend?", "A girl actually approached that lonely Chihiro?", "Chihiro got confessed to!", "They're going to a hotel after school!" was something that 7-year-old Ayako Mitsuki couldn't possibly bear.

Watching the girl's retreating figure, Shirou casually leaned back in his chair.

"Thank you...?"

After school, I need to call Mrs. Chihiro and ask her to bring Sakura over.

The thought of a big meal waiting for him that night made Shirou a little hungry.

goo goo...

……

It was noon.

Shirou, who had prepared a bento box in advance, did not intend to eat it in the classroom, but instead went to the rooftop where there were few people.

In most animations, rooftops are places full of legend.

Countless people have left traces of battles on the rooftop.

However, at that elementary school age, probably no one would dare to do what spring does to cherry trees here.

When Shirou arrived, he did not see anyone else.

"This actually makes things convenient for me."

Shirou found a place to sit on the rooftop and began to experiment with projecting his Noble Phantasm.

Previously, the projected images were all ordinary swords.

After finally managing to purchase the items from the kind Mr. Jin last night, Shirou is now eagerly anticipating trying to project these Noble Phantasms.

"Durandar", "The Unbroken Lake", "Dasertine", "The Shattered Dawn", "Misstedin", "Tirfon"...

One after another, exquisitely crafted Noble Phantasms were constructed in Shirou's hands.

"I am so touched that you have allowed me to copy so many Noble Phantasms!"

Shirou wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye, and with a delighted expression, weighed the sword in his hand.

"However, it's still a bit of a pity... Right now, we can only get close to the real thing when projecting the sword. It would be great if we could achieve this quality when projecting other types of Noble Phantasms..."

Humans are truly greedy creatures.

Yesterday, Shirou was thinking that it would be great if he could copy some Noble Phantasms, but today he's already thinking about taking it a step further.

"Take it slow... If you aim too high, you might end up losing more than you gain."

After projecting a bunch of swords and almost exhausting his magic power, Shirou lay on the rooftop, leisurely enjoying the afternoon.

"By the way, it seems that the trip to the Age of Gods will have to be postponed a little later."

School ends at 3 p.m.

Most visits to Mizuki's house involve staying until after dinner.

"Well, after dinner, I'll find an excuse to leave."

As Shirou pondered this in his mind, he suddenly sat up and looked sternly at the iron gate of the rooftop.

"Who's there!"

As Shirou questioned him, someone peeping from behind the iron door on the rooftop began to move strangely.

Shirou immediately stood up and chased after him.

However, even though he had run fast enough, the other party had already disappeared without a trace.

Only the black bow remained on the ground.

"This is... for tying up hair, right?"

Shirou picked up the ribbon from the ground, pondering with a hint of helplessness.

"Hopefully, the guy who sees this won't tell anyone."

Shirou sighed softly.

It wasn't that he was worried about the magic trick being leaked.