Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

Her emerald green eyes shimmered with moisture, and after a brief glance at Shirou, she hurriedly looked away.

"But...you're not my enemy, senior."

The girl pursed her lips, her voice barely audible.

"If you get injured by accident, it will be very troublesome to treat."

"And what about yourself?"

Shirou frowned and questioned him.

"It doesn't matter if others get hurt, but it doesn't matter if you get hurt yourself?"

"Can I recover? Just between you and me, senior, my constitution is naturally this resilient."

The girl's words carried a hint of ease and pride.

She herself has the blood of a red dragon.

The noble dragon essence allowed her to recover quickly even if her body was pierced by a sword, as long as she breathed in the true etheric magic that filled the air in the Age of Gods.

However, Caesar did not have such a constitution.

If my mistake had injured a senior, I would be truly to blame.

The girl thought so simply.

"...You're acting so happy even after getting beaten up, you don't have some kind of weird fetish, do you?"

Shirou said irritably.

It's this personality trait of never considering your own needs that led to your tragedy.

As Shirou was filled with emotion, the girl's voice rang out once again.

"Because...it's really great to make friends...not to mention you even treated me to a meal."

"Friends..."

Shirou was momentarily stunned.

"I beat you up without any mercy, yet you still consider me your friend?"

"Because she's my first friend...and..."

The blush on the girl's cheeks had not completely faded, but her eyes became clear and firm.

"Senior, you were clearly going easy on me. Even if I'm slow on the uptake, I can tell."

"..."

Shirou let out a silent sigh.

A moment later, he stood up from the haystack and brushed the bits of grass off his clothes.

"It's almost time... I have to go back."

"€€€€€€? Are they... leaving already!?"

The girl felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a sense of emptiness.

I thought I had finally found a friend I could talk to, but is he just a passerby in the end?

"What, you can't bear to part with me?"

Shirou turned his head and said sarcastically.

"Waaah..."

The girl lowered her head in a fluster, her gaze darting around, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"I just... I just think you're really amazing, and I wanted to... I wanted to spar with you again..."

"...Okay, okay."

Shirou chuckled and shrugged.

After promising to see the girl again next time, Shirou raised his hand and waved goodbye for the time being.

He walked across the ridge and left the golden wheat field.

Let's find a place in the forest to return.

Thinking this, Shirou suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In the dense forest, beside a thick, large tree.

On the uneven, muddy ground, a puddle of water, resembling glistening dew, caught Shirou's attention.

The water stains had not yet dried, and they exuded a certain ambiguous atmosphere in the dim forest.

"What is that..."

Shirou looked around and confirmed that there was no one else around.

Only a faint, lingering scent of witch's fragrance seemed to remain in the air.

"Alright, let's go back first."

His body transformed into particles of light, and Shirou's figure gradually disappeared in this age of gods.

Chapter Thirty-One: Sakura, will she turn into a little devil?!

Shirou felt that his concept of time had become somewhat blurred because of his travels between the Age of Gods and the present world.

By the time I got home, it was already getting dark.

However, it hasn't reached the point where the family should be worried.

Moreover, the case of the deranged serial killer that had previously caused widespread panic has been resolved.

Now, you can even see some people lingering on the streets at night.

With about a month to go before the Holy Grail War, the atmosphere in Fuyuki City was still quite relaxed.

"Modern etheric magic is really scarce. No wonder magic has declined so much, and divine magic has completely disappeared."

Having experienced the rich ethereal environment of the Age of Gods, I'm actually finding it a little hard to adjust back to the modern world.

"It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

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Open the front door and step into the entryway.

Shirou changed into indoor shoes and strolled leisurely into the living room.

He took an apple from the refrigerator and, while biting into its crisp flesh, recalled everything that had happened that day.

"The Age of Gods... let's just treat it as a vacation."

Even so.

Feeling the chilly air of Fuyuki at night, Shirou couldn't help but miss the warmth of that wheat field.

The blonde girl's pretty face and her soft, fragrant body seemed to still linger in front of me.

Although her body was like a flower bud far from blooming, green and immature.

But it also possesses a certain charm, like the fragrance of blooming flowers, that is intoxicating.

Especially her pure and kind nature, which makes her seem somewhat stubborn.

Like an angel opening its arms in a golden wheat field.

A naive and innocent smile, a holy radiance.

"..."

Looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, Shirou felt a sense of unease and uncertainty.

Before we knew it, it was almost ten o'clock.

Shirou looked at the wall clock in the living room.

The slow, deliberate movement of the second hand made him appear slightly dazed.

I only went to the Age of Gods to fulfill a promise, but I've been playing around for a bit too long.

"Tsk, I need to get Morgan to sign me in right away."

Shirou clicked his tongue in annoyance and decided to urge the witch in the group chat.

With a sudden thought, Shirou opened the group chat and discovered that Morgan had already checked in.

"They're quite self-aware."

The points have accumulated to 4.

Since the second gacha pull was still a long way off, Shirou decided to stop focusing so much on his remaining points.

"Anyway, it will only take a little over a month to reach 100 points."

Once the Holy Grail War is mostly resolved, I'll try adding another member to the group.

Thinking about these things, Shirou walked towards his room.