Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

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A family that respects and loves each other.

Mo: [I can't finish my half-eaten bento~ I guess I'll have to give it to Shirou~]

Leah: [Good job, you're out of dinner tonight.]

Mary: [Don't rush, we'll fight again when we get back.]

Xiao Mo let out a long sigh in the classroom. She had already figured out how to show off when the two of them were angry.

Shirou can only be mine. Family? They're just enemies!

"Ding dong ding dong~"

Lunch break is over, afternoon classes begin, afternoon classes end, and it's time for club activities!

"Is Xiao Mo going to club activities today?"

As Shirou Emiya packed his things, he asked, "The other person is the captain of the Kendo Club, while I am a freelancer. Normally, the two of us wouldn't be on the same path at this time."

Mordred shook her head: "I don't want to go today, it's pointless. I'll go back with you."

"Don't want to go? That's unusual. I usually see you being very eager to go."

"Hehe, people always need to rest, right? By the way, I'm coming to your house to play games this weekend, remember to prepare supplies in advance."

"It's safe, leave it to me."

The two walked out of the school while talking. Normally, students are supposed to participate in clubs, and going back too early is not necessarily a good thing. It is easy to not make friends and be talked about as an oddball.

But the two of them weren't worried at all. Xiao Mo was originally a general, he just went back early today. But even if he went back early every day, it wouldn't matter. His strength was there, and no one could say anything.

Only Emiya Shirou... is somewhat of a special case.

He was in a club during his first year of high school, the archery club, and Sakura Tohsaka joined the club because of him.

However, as mentioned before, Shirou Emiya is very knowledgeable, has excellent grades, and never refuses help when asked.

So, while Shirou Emiya appears to be in the archery club in his first year of high school, he is actually everyone's Shirou Emiya. The archery club definitely has something to say about this, and then they get ganged up on. They even have something to say about having Shirou Emiya taken over!

That same day, Shirou Emiya withdrew from the archery club, choosing not to join any club – a practice common to all club members.

Yes, everyone is quite satisfied with this, except for the archery club and Sakura Tohsaka.

The former is missing a key member, and the latter came for the sake of their seniors; what kind of person would run away? However, Sakura Tohsaka ultimately did not leave the club, but for other reasons.

Leaving the school gate, Shirou Emiya and Mordred walked together as they had in the morning, occasionally bickering and teasing each other.

(What the two didn't notice was that, across the street at the end of the wall of a house, there was a hole, and inside was now an eyeball, a wildly trembling eyeball.)

On the other side of the wall, fourteen-year-old Sajou Aika, the eldest daughter of the Sajou family, was peering through the hole at the red-haired boy.

"Ha~ha~what a handsome young man~oh~just seeing him makes me happy~I don't know why, but he seems even more attractive, even though only one night has passed~"

The girl was panting heavily, her petite and adorable face filled with an incongruous excitement.

(High above Sajō Aika, at a very high position, Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, is looking down, or rather, watching Sajō Aika.)

"This guy is weird and scary. Just how much stuff did you bring in? This is really... interesting!"

Ying Zheng smiled. Very good, it was definitely worth it to climb over the wall and run over.

"Speaking of which, it seems like that kid has been through something? I just can't get close to him..."

Volume 1: Chapter 71. Alien God: Let's Cooperate! (4k)

"Shirou~ Can I sleep here tonight?"

"Shirou~ I want to eat stew tomorrow~"

"Shirou~ Going to work is such a hassle, I really want to rest~"

"Shirou~~~"

At night, at Shirou Emiya's house, Taiga Fujimura, who had just returned from get off work, rolled around on the floor, rolling around wildly.

"No, you can't sleep here."

"What about stew?"

"You can have this."

"Then take tomorrow off!"

"That won't work either. You must be talking about the kind of rest that doesn't count as a day off. That won't do. Just hang in there for a few more days until the weekend and you can rest then."

"Ugh... how did this happen? There are still so many days until the weekend..."

(Fujimura Taiga is writhing wildly in the local area)

Emiya Shirou thought for a moment: "How about blow-drying my hair and massaging my thighs after a shower?"

"Hey!"

Like a fish out of water, Fujimura Taiga suddenly jerked his upper body up to confirm, "Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you? The water is ready, go quickly."

"Yay! Today was another fruitful day!"

Fujimura Taiga skipped and hopped from her room, grabbed her clothes, and rushed to the bathroom to start taking a nice shower.

Seeing the other person's happy expression, Shirou Emiya smiled and shook his head. Really, they're both adults and still so mischievous. He didn't know whether to say it was good or bad.

Well, being happy is the most important thing!

After having dinner, helping Taiga with her hair and giving her a massage, and then taking her back to her home just across the street, Shirou Emiya began to attend to his own business.

I reviewed my notes, took a shower, jotted down some work notes, and then lay down in bed.

My mind involuntarily recalls last night's dream. Looking back from a future perspective, many things could have been avoided, and things wouldn't have turned out this way.

However, this perspective is only suitable for those who come later...

As his breathing gradually calmed, Shirou Emiya drifted off to sleep. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he seemed to hear a soft voice in his ear.

No matter what it takes, I will gain Britain, and I will get you back.

A firm and beautiful voice that is impossible to ignore.

Shirou Emiya suddenly opened his eyes and found himself no longer in bed, but beside an old acquaintance.

"Hey, you're awake! How's your spirits?"

"Mr. Muramasa?"

The old man in front of him was the master that Shirou Emiya had been dreaming about recently, as well as one of his teachers and seniors in forging, named Senji Muramasa.

"Yes, it's me. Oh, right, there's something I wanted to tell you."

Senjimura pushed a cup of tea over, and Emiya Shirou picked it up.

"Grandpa Muramasa, just say what you need to say. Don't be shy. I'll definitely help if I can."

He had received a lot of help from others in the past, and those people treated him like a grandson, which Shirou Emiya always remembered.

"Alright! Great! Then I'll take you to meet them! Aliens!"

Despite being an old man, he was surprisingly in good spirits, slamming his fist on the table louder than Shirou Emiya, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

"A dream within a dream?"

Emiya Shirou wondered.

"Who is this? The expert you said could help? Their origins are so close, their connections so strong, is he your grandson?"

The starry sky, no, the Milky Way, covered the sky, and the sound came from the Milky Way.

Muramasa's words kept repeating in his mind: "Seeing aliens? Could this be aliens?"

Emiya Shirou focused his attention, and his vision gradually cleared until he saw a girl.

Huh? Is this an alien?

The view blurred again in an instant, and all that could be seen was still a starry sky.

"No, don't talk nonsense, but it doesn't seem too far off?"

Senji Muramasa scratched his head. He had always regarded Emiya Shirou as his grandson, but the other party was indeed not his grandson.

"Never mind, these things aren't important..."

After the starry sky, the alien god gazed at Shirou Emiya and began to scan him.

This mission is very dangerous and important. She finally managed to persuade that guy, Senko Muramasa, to help, but he refused and pushed someone else instead. I'll see what kind of person you are.

The alien gods do not have normal human perspectives.

"Isn't he just an ordinary person?"

The alien god frowned after looking at it for a long time, unable to see anything strange about it. What was going on?

"Hey kid, what's been going on with you? You seem a lot more mature."

Outside, Senji Muramasa was already talking to Emiya Shirou.

"It's nothing, I just had a dream, a really nice dream."

"That's what Emiya Shirou said."

Just as he finished speaking, the alien god, who was about to give up and mutter to himself, suddenly felt a fluctuation, a fluctuation from the adjustment of history.

But the conversation ended abruptly as Shirou Emiya didn't continue.

"Hmm? Something's not right, something's really wrong."

As a top-tier powerhouse, the alien god instantly realized that the one who triggered the historical revision was this seemingly harmless brat in front of him.

"That's impossible! That's historical revision. Historical revision doesn't happen randomly. How could he possibly trigger it?"

"and many more!"

The alien god suddenly thought of something terrible: could it be that the other party was deliberately pretending to be weak, otherwise it would be hard to explain why they could trigger the reshaping of history!

Even if she wanted to speak now, it wouldn't be realistic to trigger historical revisionism; only by taking action would she possibly attract attention.

"So, this guy is a hidden powerhouse?"

Sometimes, certain ideas can change one's perspective, and thus, the normally speaking Shirou Emiya appears differently in her eyes.

"I don't care about attitude. I've always been calm here. I'm obviously not afraid. My absolute strength guarantees that I'm not afraid, which is why I'm so calm."

The more the alien god looked, the more she felt that every action carried a prophecy. Although she couldn't understand it, she knew that it was a performance that could only be made when one was extremely relaxed.

"Tsk, Senko Muramasa wasn't lying, he really did bring in a terrifying guy."

(In reality, Shirou Emiya felt like he was dreaming, and the presence of the old man, Muramasa Senji, made him feel safer with familiar faces around.)

"Okay, I promise I'll go."

The alien god interrupted their conversation. It would be good if someone like that could help; he's definitely more reliable than this old man!

"You agreed? I told you my matchmaker was reliable!"

Senji Muramasa laughed heartily. Wasn't it a kind of recognition that his 'grandson' was recognized by the terrifying aliens? The 'grandson's' recognition was equivalent to him being recognized. Hmm, something to be happy about!

"Alright, let me tell you about the process of doing this."

The alien god's words fell into the air, the starry sky formed a frame, and the image was projected.

A portrait of a beautiful woman in gold appeared, and the explanation from the alien god then began.

"This is someone I got through connections with, and he's definitely going to cause problems. His name is... Morgan!"

The name Morgan wouldn't be enough to completely silence Shirou Emiya, but the thing around the other person's neck in the projected image could achieve that effect.

The small, irregularly shaped crystal had a tiny katana and wheat ear pattern on it. He happened to recognize it because he had made an exact replica of it at the end of his dream last night.

It was a final guarantee for the Camelot supplier in my dream, a friend I'd been corresponding with for over a decade.

"Is it her? I can't be sure, maybe it's just a simple resemblance? But I can't be sure it isn't..."

Emiya Shirou frowned, unable to be sure, yet also unable to be certain. Why was this dream so annoying? Did it even have a continuous plot?

"The problem with the hollow tree will also affect us... That's about it. Your task is to kill her, just kill Morgan."