Please play Fate/Go with me.

"Really? That's great. But as expected of a young lady."

"Yes, she's not only cute, but also kind and elegant."

The girls in the group held hands and exclaimed in admiration.

"No, please don't say that. Everyone here is wonderful, so please try to get along with me." Eriri said with a bright smile, but in her heart she was thinking, 'Waaah... Shirou, come save me! What am I going to do if I have to communicate with the British?! Hiratsuka-sensei is such a troublemaker...'

"Hiccup...! Huh? What's going on?" Hiratsuka Shizuka sneezed at the airport.

Because the students were grouped differently, Shizuka Hiratsuka, while also taking on the responsibilities of a team leader, followed Shirou's schedule throughout the entire process as Shirou's recommender, as designated by the principal.

So now that Shirou's first stop is China, Eriri, who was only assigned to an exchange program in England, is naturally separated from him.

Of course, Shirou will meet her at the exchange location in England the following week.

Now Eriri can only leave it to fate and see if she can maintain her image as a pampered young lady within this week. Thanks to her father's influence, she speaks at least with a decent London accent, but her vocabulary is completely inadequate, only enough for simple conversations.

Outside Narita Airport, the teacher conducted a headcount to confirm that everyone was accounted for.

"Now that everyone's here, let's go in," Hiratsuka Shizuka called to the students, leading them inside with another middle-aged teacher in her forties. They went through security, checked their luggage, and completed various procedures.

After everything was completed and the plane was ready, everyone lined up and entered the cabin.

We sat down according to our seat numbers. Shirou was in the left seat closest to the aisle. Kasumigaoka Utaha was sitting to his left, and Hiratsuka Shizuka was sitting to his right.

At this moment, apart from Kasumigaoka-senpai who was quietly reading, all the other students who accompanied her were showing some excitement, and their voices were a bit higher than usual.

Shirou felt this was not incomprehensible; leaving one's parents for the first time and going abroad with peers was a novel experience for young people.

At that moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka was excitedly tapping her foot, enthusiastically browsing information about fun places and various foods on the other side of the street through a mobile app.

"What?" Hiratsuka Shizuka sensed the strange gaze and looked at the boy in confusion.

"No, I just suddenly realized that you are indeed very young, teacher," Shirou exclaimed.

"Hahaha, what a blunt truth. Even if you praise me, I won't give you anything in return." Hiratsuka Shizuka laughed as she patted the boy on the back upon hearing his words, then took out a few candies from her pocket and placed them in the boy's hand. "Here, have a piece of chocolate."

'Well, at least I get some candy, oh well. But once I figure out his temper, he's easy to deal with...this teacher.' Shirou unwrapped the chocolate, popped it into his mouth, and thought to himself, 'This way, finding someone to release from the party and deal with those black mud Servants shouldn't be too much of a problem.'

Sitting next to him, Kasumigaoka Utaha silently looked at the boy, her expression as if she were seeing a completely new person.

"Senior, would you like some?" Shirou asked, handing the chocolate he had obtained to the girl with the headband.

Kasumigaoka Utaha decisively refused, saying, "No need. Shirou-kun, I just find you surprisingly adept at flattering women and extracting their favors. What are your future aspirations? Are you going to be a gigolo? Or perhaps a stay-at-home husband?"

"No, if I could, I'd still rather be a champion of justice," Shirou said honestly.

"Pfft... Haha, Shirou-kun, that's really interesting." Kasumigaoka Utaha was taken aback by the unexpected answer, then burst out laughing.

"It's rare for me to answer you seriously. These days, no one believes you even if you tell the truth, but I'm serious. Just like when you said you wanted to be a top-notch writer, I believed it too," Shirou said helplessly.

"Hmm... I knew I was right, Shirou-kun, you're really good at winning over girls." Kasumigaoka Utaha said meaningfully to the boy.

"Is that so? I've never thought of going out of my way to flatter girls," Shirou said, somewhat puzzled.

"No, it's precisely this somewhat aloof yet gentle attitude that's so captivating to girls. It's almost like the protagonist of a visual novel, no, perhaps even like the protagonist of the novel I'm currently reading—so naturally gifted." Kasumigaoka Utaha casually turned to the next page of the classical Chinese novel in her hand and said casually.

"Is that a compliment? By the way, what novel are you reading, senpai?" Shirou asked.

“The Tale of Genji, oh, since we're going to China, I thought I'd take this opportunity to brush up on some related cultural knowledge,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said.

"This is a novel written by Murasaki Shikibu, right? If you want to read Chinese novels, shouldn't it be something like Dream of the Red Chamber?" Shirou asked.

"Shirou really has an amateurish way of thinking. It's just like how writers think about their audience. This is a cultural exchange event, you know. Following the usual FGO formula, what do you think the other school wants to hear from me?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked.

"The Great Celestial Empire v587, Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Emperor Taizu of Song must at least be at the Flash level, and the True Gan Jiang and Mo Xie can break through the level 100 Gorgon and the Sea Demon with one sword, and Li Bai's swordsmanship is EX level or something like that?" Shirou hesitated for a moment before saying.

Kasumigaoka Utaha gave the boy an approving look and continued, "Well, you're not too stupid. So reading The Tale of Genji at this level is just right. Japanese nobles of that era used Chinese characters as official documents, and they often quoted historical materials and allusions recorded in ancient Chinese classics when they talked."

The novel also references many passages from the *Records of the Grand Historian* and the *Strategies of the Warring States*, most frequently quoting Bai Juyi's poems. Murasaki Shikibu not only quoted them but also adapted them, or incorporated the imagery of the poems into her stories. Therefore, I believe that simply mentioning a few passages from the novel will make the other person feel very proud, earn them applause, and make everyone happy.

"Senior, you're really amazing... No wonder you became a bestselling novelist," Shirou said, wiping away his cold sweat.

"Shirou-kun, what nonsense are you talking about? The reason I'm a bestseller is because I'm exceptionally talented, and because my writing has moved many people," Kasumigaoka Utaha corrected firmly.

"Haha, is that so..." Shirou said with a smile, feeling that both this senior and Eriri's demeanor changed when they talked about their jobs.

"Well, I have to thank a few people for getting to this point," Kasumigaoka Utaha continued.

"Is that so?" Shirou was slightly surprised; he hadn't expected his proud senior to say something like that.

"When I first published my novel, sales weren't great, and it was almost canceled. It was only after a very well-known online blogger helped promote it that more and more people started reading it," Kasumigaoka Utaha said sincerely.

"It wasn't until now, with the fifth volume, that I became a bestselling author. I'm truly grateful to that blogger I never met, Magical Merry!"

"Magical Merry!!?" Shirou exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmm? Shirou-san, you've heard of him too? I've never met him in person, but he claims to be a student at International High School, and his name is Emiya. Shirou-san, do you know which second-year class has a student named Emiya?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked.

At that moment, a magical seal automatically opened in Shirou's mind. It was a message that would only appear in the boy's mind under specific circumstances.

"Shirou, summoning someone by possession must come at a price, right? So I took the liberty of coming and getting it myself. You're welcome, goodbye." —A certain flower magician who, even trapped inside a tower, still relentlessly pursues girls and teases guys every day.

"Shirou-kun? Shirou-kun? What's wrong with you?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked.

"Ah, no, Magical Merry, the Magical Merry you're talking about, isn't that Merlin from the FGO storyline? I was really shocked. Maybe he made it himself, something like that... hahaha." Shirou said with a dry laugh.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at the boy silently, as if she were looking at an enemy, and finally said coldly.

"Hmm, Shirou-kun, are you underestimating me? Or are you underestimating the entire anime and manga fandom?"

"I'm sorry..." Shirou apologized, even though he was telling the truth. It really is a world where no one believes you even if you tell the truth.

The plane crossed the island's land, came to the sea, and continued flying westward toward its destination, Huaxia International High School Xunyang Branch.

Chapter 117 Merlin's Professional Blame-Shifting

Because Chaldea is connected to the network of this world, Magical Merry, as an online idol, is active in multiple worlds. Her true identity and gender are a mystery, but with her extensive knowledge, interesting remarks, and charming personality, she has captivated countless men and women.

Merlin usually amuses himself by bewitching and teasing men who are obsessed with online idols. However, due to his nature as a nightmare, he eventually succumbs to temptation and flirts with beautiful girls online, becoming their confidante and helping them solve their problems.

Then, after the other person is moved and their nature is satisfied, they leave behind a bunch of romantic entanglements and run away.

However, sometimes, some women will relentlessly pursue him, as evidenced by the tower where Merlin resides. In the past, when he had no other choice, he would disappear for a while to avoid trouble, since the king and the Knights of the Round Table would help him out.

Now he seems to need someone to shift the blame, so having repeatedly relied on his power, Shirou, with his pitiful appearance, became his best choice. After all, the account in this world was initially registered using Shirou's phone number.

"What? You want to date me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm actually a girl."

"What? Girls are okay too?"

"I'm sorry, I'm actually overseas."

"What? You're going to come all the way across the ocean to see me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm actually a minor high school student, a second-year student at Chiba International School, and my name is Emiya. Please don't come looking for me."

At the same moment, while the scapegoat boy was boarding a plane, Magical Mary was also active online, creating one new legend after another.

The blue and white plane flew through the sea of ​​clouds, below which lay a vast expanse of white. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, causing the clouds to billow and a gap to appear in the dense cloud layer. Looking down, one could see Poyang Lake, the largest freshwater lake in China, and to the northwest of the lake, a towering mountain range, Mount Lu, rose.

After one transfer, the plane landed in Xunyang, the first stop of this exchange activity.

As I walked out of the station, I saw a group of people in suits holding a banner that read, "The Xunyang Branch of the International High School in Jiangnan West Road warmly welcomes the teachers and students of the Chiba Branch to come and exchange ideas."

"Hello, we're from the Chiba branch school." The middle-aged teacher stepped forward and bowed to greet the teachers there.

"Welcome, welcome. Teachers and students from the Chiba branch campus." The people from the other school walked up with smiles.

"Yes, hello, thank you, good morning, have you eaten?" Hiratsuka Shizuka greeted the teachers one by one in her somewhat broken Japanese-accented Chinese.

"Uh... I've already eaten, thank you for your concern." The teacher on the other end paused for a moment, then smiled and said.

"You've already eaten? What's the proper way to say 'I've already eaten'?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked the middle-aged teacher accompanying her in Japanese, looking puzzled.

"Mr. Hiratsuka, just say it's nice to meet you, and then get down to business," the middle-aged teacher reminded him.

"If you're not comfortable with that, Mr. Hiratsuka, let's communicate in English instead," the other teacher, who also had some young people present, said with a smile.

“Ah! Ah! That’s true. Hallo, my name…” Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled and repeated it again in the same broken Japanese-English.

After that, the middle-aged teacher couldn't stand it any longer and stepped in personally. With the help of a veteran with many years of experience in communication, the exchange between the two sides finally proceeded smoothly.

'This is the result of mechanically applying written language used in teaching to everyday communication. Hopefully, when someone asks you "how-old-are-you?", you won't punch them.'

It seems that Shizuka-sensei is still unreliable. Shirou silently opened his Mystic Eyes and began to analyze the changes in the teachers' lips and the frequency of their vocal vibrations.

In his previous life, in order to better understand and perfect his own projection magic, projection is the perfect replication of the real thing by relying on the imagination in his heart. It is imagination rather than creation. The more comprehensive his understanding of the weapon, the closer the imagined treasure will be to the real thing.

Therefore, while studying at the Clock Tower, he learned a lot about weapons, including the scripts of various ancient kingdoms. If he wanted to project Gae Bolg, he would naturally learn about runes.

His most frequently used swords, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, also bear inscriptions in the bronze script of the Spring and Autumn Period. He studied a great deal of related knowledge and consulted many ancient books and materials. Gan Jiang and Mo Xie sacrificed themselves for the sword, living to forge swords and dying for swords, which in some ways resonates with his fate.

So, he doesn't have a problem reading it; what he needs to brush up on now is how to pronounce it.

At that moment, one of the handsome men, dressed in an elegant suit with slicked-back hair, walked over and asked with a friendly smile, "Hello everyone, may I ask which one of you is Shirou, the one in charge of the archery demonstration?"

"Ah, this is Mr. Zhou, the CEO of the largest local internet company, the exclusive sponsor of this event. He provided all the funding for the exchange activities," said the dean of students from Xunyang Branch School, who was walking over with him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Ah, thank you for your support of both our schools, Shirou-kun," the middle-aged teacher said, shaking hands with the other person.

"Hello." Shirou came out and introduced himself.

"Haha, hello! Your Mandarin is very standard, you're a real young talent. I've seen that amazing video of you online. I'm actually quite interested in archery, so do your best!" The man with the slicked-back hair shook hands with Shirou.

"Thank you," Shirou said, shaking hands with the other person.

"I'm a little curious about your purpose in coming here, but since you're here on behalf of a friend from Type-Moon Company, and you seem quite upright, I won't pry. Actually, my daughter is also a student at the international branch middle school here, so please take good care of her then," the slicked-back-haired man whispered to Shirou.

"Thank you for the compliment." Shirou roughly understood; this must be the person Leonardo da Vinci meant by "money can make the devil work the millstone." If the sponsor strongly insisted on inviting him to participate, then the school would naturally do its best to secure his participation.

"Your school truly has outstanding educational talent; the female teachers here are also so young and beautiful," said the slicked-back-haired man surnamed Zhou, shaking hands with the two teachers politely.

"Haha, you flatter me." Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a slightly smug smile. This man in front of her had good taste. However, her expression fell as soon as she said the next sentence.

"That concludes my business. Teachers, please keep a close eye on my child's unruly and willful behavior. I have work to do, so I'll head back now," said the man with the slicked-back hair.

The head of the teaching department smiled warmly and replied, "Yes, Mr. Zhou, please make sure our school treats you to a meal next time."

"Sure, but I'll definitely treat you. Goodbye, teachers." The man with the slicked-back hair smiled as he walked outside, escorted by the dean of students.

A luxury car was already waiting there, and a little girl with long pigtails poked her head out and stuck out her tongue.

After seeing off the man with the slicked-back hair, the dean of students returned to the group and said, "Now let's take the teachers and students to the hotel."

Chapter 118 School Exchange Activities

The director of teaching at Xunyang branch school led everyone to the parking lot with a smile, and then used a private car to take Shiro and the others to the five-star hotel owned by the international school's board of directors for check-in.

The room was decorated in a luxurious gold color, with tens of thousands of crystal chandeliers on the ceiling. The room had been booked in advance through internal contacts. After submitting the school certificate at the service desk, we received our respective keys.

Each person has a single room, with boys and girls on different floors, and a teacher assigned to each floor. Shirou's room is on the right side, closest to the elevator exit, for his convenience.

After settling the students in, it was already evening, so they dined at the hotel. All their food, clothing, and other necessities were to be taken care of by Mr. Zhou, the handsome man with slicked-back hair and a long coat. There was no need for them to be polite.

The two teachers were pulled to a table by the teachers from the other school, where they ordered several bottles of good wine and began to drink. Shiro and the others, on the other hand, sat down at another table. The meal ordered that evening was quite lavish, a welcome dinner for their foreign friends.

The older teachers gathered together and chatted, while the younger teachers approached Hiratsuka Shizuka.

After a few drinks, Hiratsuka Shizuka began to befriend the young men from the other party, who were originally single teachers who were somewhat interested in this seemingly beautiful foreign teacher.

Seeing the way the other person drank, so heartily and boldly, like a burly man from Northeast China, everyone hesitated to join in.

Several young teachers who were confident in their drinking capacity stayed behind, but in the end, they either got drunk or pretended to be drunk while lying on the table, leaving only Ms. Hiratsuka to continue drinking alone.

"Hahaha, it seems I won!" Hiratsuka Shizuka laughed loudly, pouring herself another glass of baijiu. It seems that whenever there are many adulterous couples on Valentine's Day, Qixi Festival, or Christmas, she hides at home drinking alone, and her drinking capacity has become quite invincible.

At another table, Shirou sampled a variety of local delicacies, including lotus blood duck, fish head with chopped chili made from local fish, and dishes like Lushan Three Stones, all of which were delicious. However, due to important business, Shirou prepared to return to his room after finishing his meal.

"Shirou-kun, my room number is 1215," Kasumigaoka Utaha said softly with a smile, tugging at the boy's sleeve.

"Huh?" Shirou looked at his senior in surprise. Even if you told me the room number, you still wouldn't let me in, would you?

The surrounding classmates looked over in surprise, especially several girls whose eyes gleamed with gossip, wondering, 'Are these two in that kind of relationship?'

"I know you're not coming over, but I'll come find you after I take a shower," Kasumigaoka Utaha said in a deliberately ambiguous tone.

'You have no idea which house I live in!' Shirou thought.

'So they really are that kind of relationship!' The surrounding classmates exclaimed in unison.

The boys put their arms around each other and whispered among themselves, their eyes burning with desire as they looked at the young man.