Please play Fate/Go with me.

"Eh...no need. I'll just sit with my classmates." Shirou said as he found a seat.

At this moment, the members of the archery club lowered their heads, quickly took their seats, and filled all the surrounding seats. Then, they put on their headphones in unison and started playing FGO.

"Come here!" Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled and beckoned to the boy.

Chapter 58 Hiratsuka Shizuka is a con artist

"Come here!" Hiratsuka Shizuka walked up and grabbed Shirou by the neck with both arms, dragging him inside. With this intimidating presence of the Iron Fist Teacher, could she really do whatever she wanted in this car?

"Someone come and help stop this!" Shirou, who was being held back, looked around for help.

Minister Nasu turned his head away.

Wait, Minister! Have you forgotten what you said before?

Under the setting sun, the tall, thin man spoke with sincerity and passion.

'Shirou, from this day forward we're comrades in arms. Let's work together, facing any challenge together!'

Deputy Minister of Education, why are you burying your head under your seat?

The short, stocky man raised his arms, flexing his smug muscles, and said heartily.

"Shirou, you're our ace! Just charge forward! We'll do our best to keep up with you, and no matter where your arrow points, we'll always be in the same direction!"

The archery club members around him kept their heads down in silence, as if they hadn't seen anything. Shirou could only be dragged to the very back seat by the monster teacher with glowing red eyes.

It's only when facing danger that you realize how precious reliable companions are. If Mashu were here at this moment, she definitely wouldn't pretend not to see it and stand aside like these people.

Even after being pulled to the back seat, Shirou, still bound by the cross armrest, asked helplessly, "Sensei, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Can you guarantee that there won't be any problems in the modern archery competition?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked Shirou in a low voice, her lips close to his ear.

"Why? Why are you still talking about this now?" Warm breath came from the woman's mouth, and Shirou felt a tickle in his ears. He also bumped into her from behind. This shameless, lewd teacher!

"I accidentally boasted to the headmaster that the archery club would definitely achieve great results this time, and that you could definitely win multiple championships," Hiratsuka Shizuka said in a low voice.

"Multiple events? I only signed up for traditional archery competitions. I'll only participate in one individual event and one team event. The recurve bow competition is just 30 meters and 36 arrows, and 50 meters and 36 arrows!" Shirou said.

"It's alright, I've already contacted the organizers and registered you for the 70-meter recurve bow 72-arrow event, as well as the compound bow unlimited friendly competition!" Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a smile.

"Teacher, recurve bows are one thing, but I don't even own a compound bow!" Shirou said. Those bows that use pulleys to make it easier for the archer, increasing arrow speed, control, and accuracy—besides competitive shooters, hunters who have the opportunity to hunt, and guys who do dirty work, very few people would use one of those. And ordinary high school students would never even come into contact with them.

"Ah... I forgot, hehe~!" Hiratsuka Shizuka paused for a moment, then lightly punched her forehead with her fist and stuck out her tongue, acting cute.

'Huh? It is indeed quite cute, but this isn't something that can be solved with a simple 'huh'.'

“It’s okay, we’ll go buy it as soon as we get to Tokyo! Hahaha.” Hiratsuka Shizuka said, hooking her arm around Shirou’s neck and laughing.

After that, when Hiratsuka Shizuka and Shirou walked out of the bow and arrow shop, it was almost 10 p.m., and finding a suitable compound bow proved surprisingly difficult. Even in Tokyo, there weren't many shops selling compound bows, and after visiting several places, they finally found a suitable one in the old streets of Shibuya.

Modern compound bows exude the texture of a steel beast, with a red and black bow body. Two bowstrings are connected to the inner side of the pulley axle, and the outermost part is a black bowstring. Such bows are more labor-saving and stable. When paired with aiming and shock-absorbing equipment, they are brutal and direct.

"I've already paid for the best bow for you, but, Shirou, can you win? You can win, right? You absolutely have to win!" Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed Shirou's shoulders with both hands and said with a serious expression.

"Haa, I'll do my best." Shirou, carrying the bow case, could only agree when stared at like that.

"If you lose, I won't be able to get reimbursed by the school! Waaah!" Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a mournful face.

Shirou covered his face in exasperation. "Someone hurry up and come marry this guy, don't leave him here to torment the students."

"Shirou, please! My happiness next month depends on you! If you don't reimburse me, I won't be able to spend money on in-game purchases next month! I already regret it... I just wanted to show my worth in my career. Because all my friends are married or are successful career women, waaaaah..." Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned her head on the boy's shoulder and started crying.

My heart aches, it aches terribly. I feel like C-rank Shi-chan is going to leave me like this, and I feel like my heart is about to be torn apart.

The first half of the sentence always makes people want to complain, but when you hear the second half, you feel that it is indeed a bit pitiful.

"Then don't have signed me up without my permission in the first place. Besides, you haven't been out of university for many years, so don't actually start crying. Also... be mindful of your image, okay? People around here in Tokyo are already staring. Luckily, I'm not wearing my school uniform, or they'd probably call the police thinking I'm a pervert."

"Waaaaah... I'm all alone now, no boyfriend, no career..." Hiratsuka Shizuka hugged the boy's shoulders and burst into tears.

"I know, don't repeat yourself about the pain. Just win, that's all that matters, don't cry," Shirou said helplessly.

"Ugh, thank you." Hiratsuka Shizuka wiped away her tears and looked up.

"Pfft..." Shirou saw the other person's face and, suppressing a laugh, asked, "Teacher, did you put on makeup today?"

"Hmm? You've put on a little light makeup? What's wrong?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked curiously. She was coming to Tokyo, and maybe she would meet a nice person, so of course she had to dress up a bit. She couldn't just wear a white coat and no makeup like she usually did at school.

"..." Shirou took out his phone, turned on the selfie function, and pointed it at Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Whoa!" Little Da, who was hiding inside his phone hoping to peek at something inappropriate for children, was so frightened that he flew back to Chaldea.

At this moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka's makeup was completely ruined, and her eyes were swollen from crying. It was beyond what could be described as a little kitten; she looked ridiculous and was no longer presentable to anyone.

She could only lean her head on Shirou's shoulder and was escorted to the nearby restroom.

"Tch..." Men and women emerging from the restroom looked surprised to see the couple displaying their affection at the door. An elderly man walked by, shaking his head repeatedly. These days, young people are getting more and more creative with their displays of affection. Not only do they want to show off their height, but they also want to show off their taste! Their taste is truly unique...

Even people who wanted to use the restroom looked annoyed at the sight and turned away, as if to say, "Why did you have to show off at the toilet entrance of all places?"

"There's no one here, hurry up and go in!" Shirou patted the shoulder of the person in his arms and reminded him.

"Keep an eye out for them!" Hiratsuka Shizuka rushed into the bathroom and washed her face.

Shirou stood outside the restroom, carrying his bow and arrow box. Although it was late at night, the bustling international metropolis was still teeming with traffic. He was just wondering what he had come here for today.

After a while, Hiratsuka Shizuka came out with a sullen face. Her face was finally clean, but her eyes were still red and swollen.

"Thank you, Shirou... In my current state, I won't be able to go back to the hotel tonight."

If I go back looking like I've been crying, I wonder what people will think is going on.

A man and a woman went out to buy things in the afternoon and didn't return until late at night. The woman's eyes were red and swollen, and the man was embarrassed. To make matters worse, the man and woman were teacher and student.

"What should we do then? Teacher, why don't you find a hotel to stay in?" Shirou said.

"It's alright, I happen to have an apartment nearby, I'll stay there tonight," Hiratsuka Shizuka said dejectedly.

"I understand. I'll go back to the hotel by myself." Shirou nodded.

"How can that be! How can a teacher let a student wander around outside alone late at night? You come here too!" Hiratsuka Shizuka said, grabbing the boy and walking outside. They eventually arrived at the foot of a high-end apartment building in the Shibuya residential area.

Chapter 59 A Quiet and Lovely Morning

"Mmm..." A soft moan came from the dark room.

On the snow-white bed, inside the snow-white gauze curtains, a pretty human figure curled up, turning over to reveal her fair and slender arms, her feet intertwined inside the blanket.

The woman was having a sweet dream, a small dream from the depths of her heart: one day, a gentle, considerate, talented, and wealthy ideal man would come and marry her.

When the moon hangs high in the sky, we will embrace tightly, our hearts intertwined, and distance will vanish...

In the morning, he would get up half an hour earlier than her and prepare a loving breakfast in the kitchen. When she got up, she would happily watch his back as he poured her a glass of milk.

During the day, he would work hard for her, and when he got off work, she would be home before him. When she heard his footsteps coming back, she would run to the entrance to greet him.

Say to him, "Welcome back, Master. Would you like to eat first, or take a bath first, or... eat first..."

Ouch! How embarrassing! The woman excitedly swung her fist, sending her husband flying out the door.

Before she could chase after him...

"Whoa!" Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly felt dizzy and woke up with a start, only to find herself about to fall off the bed. Her head was tilted off the bed, but her body was still on the edge of the bed.

My phone alarm was ringing. I didn't know if it was because I wasn't fully awake yet, or because I was still sleepy. I felt like everything in front of me was shrouded in a warm, white veil, just like in my previous dream.

After remaining in a position that seemed about to fall off the bed for more than ten seconds, Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind came to its senses, and she remembered what had happened the night before.

Last night, she casually made up an excuse to explain to a usually lazy teacher that she wasn't going back, and said that she had already sent Shirou back to the hotel.

Meanwhile, Shirou contacted the head and vice-head of the archery club in the same room at the hotel, telling them that Ms. Hiratsuka had already gone back and that if she came to check the room, they should cover for him.

So the teacher accompanying her at the hotel accepted her leave request without knowing that Shirou hadn't returned to the hotel the night before.

The students, believing that Shizuka-sensei had returned to the hotel, covered for Shirou.

The plan went smoothly; all that was needed was to be back at the hotel before the students woke up the next day.

Afterwards, Hiratsuka Shizuka arranged for Shirou to stay in a guest room, then took a shower and went back to her own room to sleep. She had spent the entire afternoon and evening wandering around looking for a compound bow store, and had also cried and made a fool of herself with makeup – she was exhausted in every sense of the word.

"I can't sleep anymore! I have to wake Shirou up. We need to make it to the hotel to meet up with the other students who are participating in the competition." With that thought, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally woke up and got out of bed. Just as she stepped out of the room, she heard a sound coming from the kitchen and looked over there.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was stunned. In the kitchen, there was a figure with a similar back to the person in her dream, making breakfast. Her heart began to pound involuntarily.

Hiratsuka Shizuka pinched her cheek; it hurt a little. She rubbed her eyes hard. What on earth was this scene that only appeared in her dreams?

The veil of warmth in my eyes dissipated, and upon closer inspection, I realized that the person busy in the kitchen was none other than my student! But that back view did indeed look remarkably similar!

"Good morning, teacher. I saw some ingredients in the refrigerator, so I took them. Please sit for a while; breakfast will be ready soon." Shirou said without turning around when he heard the noise.

Although it only contained eggs, ham, and unopened milk, it was enough for breakfast.

"Good morning. You can just have breakfast over there, you don't have to get up so early." Hiratsuka Shizuka stretched her arms and said calmly, pretending to be composed. Her heart pounding earlier was probably from exercising!

"No, it's better to eat something before driving. I'm used to it at home anyway," Shirou said, flipping an egg.

"Hey...do you often cook for the family? That's surprising. Sorry, I didn't expect to have a guest make breakfast for me!" Hiratsuka Shizuka sat down with a wandering look in her eyes, found a cigarette on the table, took it out and put it in her mouth, trying to light it, but because her hands were shaking, she couldn't light it after several attempts.

"No, to be honest, helping out with cooking at a friend's house is pretty normal. Even though this time it's my teacher's house," Shirou said matter-of-factly.

"Is that so?" Hiratsuka Shizuka pulled out a chair and sat down, puzzled. Although she was very popular in college, she focused on her studies and rejected all the confessions she received. Looking back, she had no experience in dating, so she didn't know.

Hmm... I have a lot of experience with failed blind dates these days.

"Yes, so please don't mind it, enjoy your meal." Shirou brought a plate of ham and two fried eggs to the woman. Seeing that Hiratsuka Shizuka looked a little dazed, he was worried and poured her a glass of milk.

"Thank you..." Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed slightly as she accepted the milk.

Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head, trying to shake the man in her dream off, otherwise he would keep overlapping with the boy in front of her. Cheer up, Shizuka! Even if he's so gentle and considerate! He's your student! You're a teacher with lofty ideals!

What no one knew was that from that day on, Hiratsuka Shizuka's standards for an ideal man subtly increased several times over, making it impossible for any potential suitors to meet them.

After breakfast, Hiratsuka Shizuka changed her clothes, then drove her car from the garage to the hotel. Although she didn't drive it as smoothly as her beloved Aston Martin Virage in Chiba, it was still a Bentley and quite comfortable to drive. Since it was only a little after six in the morning, the drive was smooth, and she arrived at the hotel before the students woke up.

After that, Hiratsuka Shizuka sat at a table near the entrance of the cafeteria, pretending to take a piece of bread and drink coffee.

"Good morning, Professor Hiratsuka, you're back so early. Have you finished eating?" the accompanying teacher asked with a smile as she approached.

"Haha, I have a small appetite, this is enough for me," Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a smile.

"..." Shirou, sitting not far away, thought to himself, 'What a joke! He clearly ate two fried eggs and ham, and then he just snatched one from me.'

"Shirou, aren't you going to eat?" A member of the archery club came over and asked.

"Okay, you guys eat first, sit for a while before you eat," Shirou said.

"Then let's go get some food first." They were staying in other rooms, so they didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, the minister and deputy minister came over.

"So, did you have fun last night? Of course, we won't ask which classmate it was or if it was a girl from Tokyo."

"But considering how loyal we are, could you please do us a favor for tomorrow's team competition? Hit all five shots! Five hits out of five is possible, right?"

"Ah, well, I'll do my best..." Shirou had no choice but to agree since he owed him a favor.

Fortunately, since the indoor archery competition was a perfect score, the impact wouldn't be too great, as archery is a relatively niche sport and doesn't focus on scoring rings.

The problem is that in modern archery competitions, if the principle of hitting the bullseye is upheld, then one should aim for the bullseye.

A perfect shot with a recurve bow at 50 meters would be a bit of an exaggeration; that would be a world champion-level performance.

If I hit the target perfectly from 70 meters, I'll break the world record.

If he doesn't want to be bombarded by the media every day, he has to be careful.

Chapter 60 Archery Competition Begins

At nine o'clock, all the members participating in the international archery competition arrived at the venue on time.

After the national archery competition was transformed into an international competition, significant results were achieved. The more popular modern archery competition has attracted archers from all over the world. In addition to Asians, there are also many athletes from Europe, America, and Africa who are studying here and come to compete.

Shirou is representing the school in the individual archery competition today.

Due to the change in competition format and the increase in the number of participants, the rules of the competition have also been altered. Five people will compete simultaneously in groups, adhering to the etiquette of archery, and the first to miss the target will be declared the loser.

After the winner of each group is determined, they leave the stage.

The next group enters.

Finally, a winner is determined, and the next round of the competition begins, and so on.