Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

Mr. Emiya couldn't help but cast a suspicious glance at the other three.

but,

Before he could say anything, March 7th grabbed Ah Xing and rushed towards the door. As soon as they pushed it open, a barrage of stray bullets flew in.

Before March 7th could react, Huang Quan had already wielded his katana, swiftly slicing through all the stray bullets.

"There are scoundrels from the company here too! Everyone come quick!!"

As the words were spoken, a group of armed thugs dressed in various styles, but with bright red turbans tied around their heads, rushed out from around the corner opposite the door. Each of them held a different type of weapon and charged toward the room with ferocious expressions.

"……here……"

Huang Quan couldn't help but frown, somewhat unable to understand how so many people had suddenly appeared in this synesthetic dream. Meanwhile, Mr. Emiya, observing the situation outside, couldn't help but wear a wry smile.

"Did this special event happen a little too quickly?"

"...No, is this the place we just came in from?"

Xiao Sanyue rubbed her head. She wasn't frightened by the sudden attack. As an unknown guest, she had experienced this kind of scene many times before, so she was used to it. However, the sudden change of the scene outside the room to an unfamiliar place made it hard for her to accept for a while.

"Let's close the door first."

Before the rioters outside could rush in, Shirou stepped forward and quickly closed the door. As soon as the door closed, the shouts and screams outside vanished without a trace.

Mr. Emiya immediately had some guesses, so he pressed his face against the door and peered out through the peephole.

The thugs had vanished without a trace, replaced by a desolate corridor.

"Very good, it's basically confirmed."

"Little March, the name you just chose is excellent. This godforsaken place is definitely going to become lively now."

"If I'm not mistaken... if we open the door again, we might encounter a new scene."

"The dare you just requested is being delivered to your door right now."

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"No reason! No reason at all! Someone must be plotting against my lively and adorable little March! Ugh!! Shirou, tell me, did you do it?!"

"It has something to do with me in some tiny way."

Mr. Emiya smiled somewhat subtly.

"In a previous lottery, I won a strange team buff. If my team has a 'Superpowered Person,' a 'Time Traveler,' an 'Otherworldly Person,' and an 'Alien,' an unusual event will be triggered."

"...You're saying the four of us have gathered all four elements?!"

Xiao Sanyue's gaze began to linger between A Xing and Mei. She couldn't believe that such a small room could hold four brilliant minds. It was truly a gathering of outstanding talents.

At most, I'm an alien.

Emiya is from another world.

"Hiss, I never expected this! Ah Xing, you handsome guy, you've been hiding something all this time. You have some kind of superpower that you haven't told me yet, have you!"

"Superpowers? Me?...March, is it possible that you are the one with superpowers?"

　393 "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I'm just an ordinary alien at most."

"But you have amnesia, don't you? What if you actually possessed some amazing superpowers before you lost your memory, like the ability to make photos blurry or the ability to flatten someone into a card during a fight?"

"Well, you've gone bad following your brother! Instead of learning my strengths, you insist on learning those weird things from your brother..."

"Okay, actually I learned from you too. I even stole some of the juice you left in the Valkyrie dorm fridge the other night."

Little March and Little Star Core Spirit immediately started fighting again.

Huang Quan watched their playful antics with an indifferent expression, but her eyes were slightly unfocused, as if she were unconsciously recalling something. However… due to the nature of those who choose self-destruction, she couldn't recall any more specific details.

just,

Watching them play and laugh, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Although she can't recall it now, she is certain that she once had such friends who were innocent, idealistic, and full of energy... But now, she can't remember what they looked like or their voices.

Do not,

If I had to say,

I can probably still recall someone who is relatively close to me.

"Roasted marshmallows..."

Thinking of this food, Huang Quan suddenly couldn't recall the person's name.

I only vaguely remember that he was a very cheerful person.

She must look a lot like this girl named March 7th.

That girl...

In the end, it seems to have fallen into stagnant water and completely dissolved in it?

Huang Quan sighed softly in his heart, then addressed the crowd again.

“You should stand a little further away. Since we can’t leave through conventional means, I will forcefully break this synesthetic dream.”

"No, Mei... Sister Yomi, I haven't done my adventure yet."

Joking aside, Miss March remains a highly adventurous anonymous traveler and a very qualified pioneer.

Now that she'd encountered something so interesting, how could she possibly give up so easily?

The experience of adventuring with friends in a dream is something you probably won't encounter many times in your life, so you can't give up.

"Let's explore a bit more. Perhaps it's not just a simple dream. The situation outside the room just now seemed to be a battlefield. Our trip to Pinocchio wasn't just for the Star of the Grand Gathering, but also to investigate the situation of some senior members of the Nameless Guest. Maybe we can find some clues in this dream?"

"...The nameless guest."

Huang Quan paused slightly upon hearing this address, then couldn't help but think of the girl who roasted marshmallows...

Another lively girl, another reckless pioneer...

She was silent for a moment.

Then, he said softly,

"I'll go with you too."

Perhaps it was because they looked so alike? Or perhaps it was because of the child's address of "Sister Mei"? Huang Quan couldn't let go of the people in front of her. Her emotions should have long since withered away, but this time, meeting them stirred her heart from time to time. She couldn't describe her current feelings, but... she instinctively didn't want to see them in danger.

"Don't worry, if we really encounter a bad situation, I can still get them out of here safely. Although I am not as strong as you, I can still protect them."

"...You seem to know me?"

“A little bit, and I also have an old friend of yours here who will be meeting you soon.”

"...Old friends? I don't remember having any old friends anymore."

"It will be a surprise then."

Emiya smiled. Although he had not yet resurrected Furibas, he had already brought back her residual spirit. However, the part that belonged to the power of nothingness could not be removed, and he had not yet had the time to repair her spirit. Even if he repaired it, she would most likely become a self-destructing being. Before he had a solution to the corruption of nothingness, he was not in a hurry to resurrect that nameless senior.

However, now that we have Huang Quan, we can try to revive her ahead of time.

"Alright, alright, stop chatting over there. I need to get ready to open the door again."

Just as Emiya and Yomi were talking, Miss Mitsuki had already placed her hand on the doorknob once again, her little face full of excitement as she spoke.

"Open Sesame!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Miss March pushed open the door. The next moment, shouts of battle erupted from the other side of the door once again.

"That guy's over here, grab him!"

"You company idiots, come on, catch up!"

A rough, beast-like roar echoed across the battlefield. Emiya looked closely and saw a figure with thick, black mane rushing towards him.

Seemingly sensing their presence, the figure lowered its gaze slightly, landing on March 7th and Ah Xing. After lingering for a moment, it shifted its gaze, quickly changing direction and running in another direction.

"Come here quickly! Hanunu is here!!"

More shouts came from not far away. Emiya raised an eyebrow slightly as he listened to their cries.

"Hanunu?"

This name is not unfamiliar.

One of the original leaders of Pinocchio, the first head of the hound family, and a rebel who fired the first shot of the Liberation War.

but,

"He should have perished along with one of the Star Peace Corporation's ships."

"I can't believe I can see him now..."

"Could it be that we've traveled back to the past, to Pinocchio, through this door in a dream?"

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"Pinocconi in the past?"

Upon hearing Emiya's words, March Seven's eyes widened instantly.

Is such a thing even possible?

"possible."

Huang Quan nodded slightly. Indeed, there are some areas in this world that are not linked to the time of the real world, and the Memory Realm is one of them.

"To date, only the 'Flowing Light Memory Garden' possesses sufficient information about synesthesia in dreams; the outside world's understanding is limited."

"Was that dark-skinned guy just now the so-called Hanunu? Who is he?"

March 7th asked with some curiosity. Emiya had clearly confirmed that the timeline of this place was in the past through that person named Hanunu, so that person named Hanunu must be a very famous person.

"He was the man who fired the first shot of the War of Independence, and almost the first leader of the Pinocchio Rebellion, although the term 'Pinocchio' didn't exist at the time."

"Wouldn't that be a great hero?"

"For the native inhabitants of Pinocone, it is indeed true that after Pinocone officially gained independence, only three people can represent the three eras of Pinocone: Hanunu, the liberator who launched the initial war of independence; Mikhail, who consistently worked for the prosperity of Pinocone; and Gofemu, who faced all the unjust and rebels with fairness and justice."

"Unfortunately, Hanunu died in the battle with the Interstellar Peace Corporation. Mikhail's excessive idealism and lack of attention to detail led Gofem to extremes. Now, Gofem, the manager of Pinocone and the head of the Oak family, is no longer the man who always adhered to the law."

Pinocene's history, compared to Belleberg's, is not long—only a dozen or so Amber Periods, or about a thousand years, from the War of Independence to the present—but the blood and tears it shed were no less than Belleberg's.

Its history, from beginning to end, is a history of struggle.

Fight against the Interstellar Peace Corporation, fight against traitors who are content with being ruled, fight against dreamers, fight against foreign gangs.

Throughout its thousand-year history,

Every page is stained with blood.

When you open a history book, it seems as if every line of text is inhabited by wronged souls and heroic spirits.

of course,

Today, Pinocchio has no history, or rather, its original history is long gone; all that remains is a pure family legacy. There are no more heroes in Pinocchio's history.

Hanunu, Lazarina, Tiernan, Mikhail, the Lantern Moth family...

These people's achievements were silently erased, leaving only the "story characters" that the Clockwork Boy cartoons are trying to portray.

"Then, can we save him here?"

"Indeed."

Emiya narrowed his eyes slightly. Whether in a dream or reality, saving Hanunu would only bring them benefits, not harm.

"However, we need to leave one person here to watch the door."

I'll stay.

Before anyone else could speak, Huang Quan quietly accepted the task. And as soon as he finished speaking, the Pink and Gray duo, like dogs freed from their leashes, excitedly rushed out.

Before Emiya could even step through the gate, he heard Hoshino calling from the other side.