Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

Behind the boy, a black-haired girl of similar age timidly peeked out halfway.

It seems that this boy is the one in control.

"Chiki-kun...?"

That familiar face immediately brought back memories for Aoi Tohsaka.

Her husband, Tokiomi Tohsaka, didn't tell Aoi Tohsaka much about the inside story, so Aoi Tohsaka only knew Shirou by name after meeting him once.

Naturally, Aoi Tohsaka also had no idea what position Shirou held in this Holy Grail War.

Aoi Tohsaka just felt that although the child was about the same age as Rin and not very tall, he had a very mysterious aura.

Aoi Tohsaka opened her mouth, about to say something to express her gratitude, but then she saw that the boy had already turned and left with another girl.

Two small figures walked further and further away into the night.

Chapter Fifty: Cherry Blossom's Gaze

After taking the piano home, Shirou walked alone on his way back.

"Today is finally over... It's a pity we didn't manage to take down Caster."

Shirou always felt a sense of regret, as if things weren't over, until he saw that guy die with his own eyes.

The moonlight was bright, and the stars were dazzling.

It's the early hours of the morning, and the trams have already stopped running.

Since no one was around, Shirou decided to stop hiding and go home in the quickest way possible.

With just a slight exertion of his legs, he easily leaped onto the roof.

Shirou leaped and darted between the treetops and the houses.

Her movements were graceful and light, like a nimble dog in the mountains.

Feeling the night wind whistling past his ears, the sense of freedom from gravity lifted Shirou's somewhat melancholy mood considerably.

however……

Just as Shirou was passing by the rooftop of a traditional Japanese house.

Shirou suddenly witnessed an unexpected scene.

At this moment, in the courtyard.

A girl dressed in a kendo uniform and holding a bamboo sword is practicing at night, sweating profusely.

Her long brown hair was tied into a neat ponytail, swaying gently with her movements.

"Drink!"

The girl swung her knife with all her might, raised it, and then swung it again.

Then, she subconsciously looked up, wanting to wipe her sweat.

In that very instant.

Her gaze happened to fall on Shirou on the roof.

"..."

"..."

Time seemed to stand still.

Eyes facing each other.

Both sides were stunned for a moment.

Not a single word was spoken.

Shirou raised his hand, extended his index finger and slowly placed it in front of his mouth, making a shushing gesture.

Then, he leaped up again.

Swoosh

The red-haired boy's figure disappeared into the vast night.

The girl was left alone in the courtyard, her expression blank.

"A hallucination...?"

Fujimura Taiga rubbed his eyes, looking somewhat bewildered.

"If I'm not mistaken... is it the little kid who peeked under my skirt this morning?"

"real or fake……"

Fujimura Taiga scratched his head.

She had just been having trouble sleeping, so she went to the courtyard to stretch her legs.

Although it was already past midnight, the girl started practicing right away.

I never expected to see something like this.

However, you should be able to run into that red-haired boy again later.

If you have the chance, investigate him.

Fujimura Taiga was somewhat tempted.

……

They traversed walls and rooftops with incredible speed and agility.

With his familiarity with the terrain and physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.

Shirou quickly returned to the familiar mansion in Fukayama Town.

Next, we went to the bedroom windowsill.

"call……"

It landed lightly on the narrow windowsill, Shirou trying his best not to make a sound.

With a swift movement, he disappeared into the house.

He closed the window with his back to the window and drew the curtains.

The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, performed in one go.

The night breeze outside the window was blocked by the tightly closed window.

Instead, the air inside the room was warm.

A feeling of peace of mind.

"Welcome back, Master."

Enkidu's gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Yes, I'm back."

Shirou responded.

After changing into his pajamas, Shirou tiptoed toward the bed.

With the help of the faint light filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Shirou saw the scene on the bed clearly.

Sakura was curled up in her soft blankets, fast asleep.

Perhaps because she was having a good dream, a faint smile still lingered on her lips.

"..."

Shirou reached out and pulled the blanket up a little as it slipped down.

Then, he quietly climbed into bed.

I crawled into bed.

The long-awaited warmth instantly enveloped my entire body.

The girl's sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

"Good night."

Shirou murmured something softly.

After Shirou fell asleep, the girl beside him slowly opened her eyes.

Only after confirming that Shirou was unharmed did she close her eyes again with relief.

……

Tonight will be a sleepless night for Rin Tohsaka.

After taking a shower, the girl lay in bed tossing and turning.

Whether counting sheep or stars, I don't feel sleepy at all.