Shirou had just agreed when he immediately regretted it.

However, it was too late; the sound of plates falling to the ground came from the kitchen.

Immediately following were the girl's screams and the boy's cries.

"This family can't do without me..."

Shirou sighed, got up, and headed to the kitchen.

……

……

It was almost nine o'clock at night when the Matou siblings left.

Feeling uneasy, Shirou called the Matou family, and in the end, it was Matou Kariya who came to pick him up.

"Sister Fujimura should head back now. Should I call the Fujimura Group?"

"What are you saying, Shirou?"

Fujimura Taiga lay there like a tiger that had lost its wildness in a zoo, watching TV with one hand supporting his chin.

"This is my home."

"Hello, is this the Fujimura Group? This is..."

"No phone calls allowed!!"

Fujimura Taiga rushed over and hung up the phone.

Shirou sighed and put the phone back in its place: "Fuji-nee, are you really planning to stay here?"

"From today onwards, I am Shirou's guardian."

She solemnly announced again, then pouted and looked at the boy with pitiful eyes: "…………No?"

Shirou sighed and said, "Alright, I understand."

Once Sister Teng makes a decision, there's no point in struggling anymore, so he decisively gives up.

"Great!!!"

Fujimura Taiga raised his hands in celebration of the victory.

After the initial excitement subsided, the girl with the ponytail placed her hands on Shirou's shoulders.

"Alright, it's about time I went to take a shower."

As he spoke, Fujimura Taiga pushed the boy toward the bathroom.

Don't push me.

"Shirou, the bathwater should be ready by now, right?"

"Yes, it was already cooked before dinner."

"That's good."

Shirou was forcibly pushed into the bathroom, and then—Fujimura Taiga suddenly started taking off his clothes.

"what……?"

Shirou blinked, deeply puzzled by the situation before him.

As always, Fujimura Taiga moved with lightning speed, quickly taking off her shirt and uniform skirt.

Healthy limbs, well-exercised and without an ounce of excess fat, are simply exposed to the air.

"……Wait."

Shirou's cheeks flushed rapidly, and he opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

To be honest, Shirou had never considered Fujiwara as a woman before, but now...

A slender waist, delicate and long arms and legs, a round and firm bottom, and a budding...

It is not the charm of a mature woman, but rather a body brimming with youthful vitality, like a flower bud about to bloom.

Shirou blushed, his heart pounded, and he was completely mesmerized, unable to look away.

To be honest, Fujii is a beautiful girl, and even with her personality, she is very popular at school.

"The water temperature is just right... Hmm?"

Fujimura Taiga, who was bending over with his back to the boy and reaching his hand into the bathtub, noticed the gaze.

"What's wrong, Shirou... Uh, why aren't you dressed yet!? Go take a shower first, the bath water is going to get cold."

"no……"

Shirou took half a step back.

I finally remembered that in other people's eyes I was just a primary school student.

No... even elementary school students, would female middle school students normally take a bath with boys?

Oh right! I forgot...

Sister Teng is not a normal person at all!

"Do you want me to help you take it off? I really can't do anything with you."

The girl with a ponytail, wearing only underwear, walked confidently toward them, swaying her strikingly long and slender legs.

"I...I'll go out first...Sister Teng, you go ahead and shower! Call me when you're done!"

Shirou fled in panic.

But just as he stepped out of the bathroom, about to regain his freedom, a strong, powerful hand landed on his shoulder.

"T-Sister Teng...?"

"Pfft, Shirou, really, is he shy?"

Fujimura Taiga covered her mouth and grinned mischievously: "Oh dear, no wonder, after all, I'm a super~charming, peerless beauty~"

"Let me go! Sister Teng! Let me out!"

"Don't even think about escaping!"

"Um...ah!"

Fujimura Taiga used a fighting technique he probably learned from a TV variety show, using his weight to subdue Shirou, who was completely unable to move on the ground.

They were forcibly stripped naked.

She was pulled to the showerhead to rinse her body.

Shirou, with a look of utter despair, followed Fujimura Taiga into the bathtub.

……

……

Shirou Amamiya guarantees with his integrity that his insomnia last night was absolutely not due to Taiga Fujimura's health.

While being intimately close to a healthy and energetic active junior high school girl in a small bathtub was indeed too stimulating, it was not enough to shake Shirou's resilient personality.

Shirou's insomnia was mainly due to the cloth ball.

Previously at the Matou family's house, Shirou slept in a soft and luxurious Western-style bed.

Now they've replaced it with Japanese-style tatami mats, so it took me a little while to get used to it at first.

"Yes, that's it."

After convincing himself that he was at peace with himself, Shirou decided to get up.

He lifted the covers, and then—he saw a shocking sight.

It wasn't a wet dream... What are you thinking about?

Of course, it's not Chenbo either!

The red-haired boy saw a deep red mark on the back of his right hand.

This is probably the rumored Command Seals.

—Shirou Amamiya has been chosen as the Master of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

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Volume 1, Chapter 26: As everyone knows, Saber is the strongest.

"Why was I chosen as the Master of the Holy Grail War?"

Shirou was puzzled.

He had neither any desire to convey to the Holy Grail nor any intention of entering or leaving that vortex that sounded so damp and dense.

However, the Command Seals on the back of his hand proclaim the undeniable fact that he was chosen by the Holy Grail.

Shirou took out the little yellow duck: "Hey, Machiri, wake up, something's wrong."

An unpleasant, sticky sound echoed in the Japanese-style room.

"Although you're a bit late, as expected... I knew you would be chosen by the Holy Grail."

"If even I, the creator of Command Seals, have made such a statement, then it cannot be wrong."

"What are you so smug about?" Shirou said discontentedly. "What's going on? Wasn't it said that only those with a wish would be chosen?"

The toy rubber duck sneered, "Kukuku... kid, do you really not understand?"

"Stop pretending to be profound, just tell me!" Shirou kicked the little yellow duck.

"Even with the all-seeing eye that can perceive everything, one still cannot see oneself clearly? How ironic."

Machiri said slowly, "You have a desire to place your hopes on the Holy Grail, but you just haven't realized it yet."

Anyone... no, even a non-human monster, as long as they still have flesh and blood, will inevitably have desires.

No one is exempt from the rules, and you're no exception, kid.

"..."

Shirou squinted his eyes in silence.

I have a wish?

This is impossible.

A being named "Amamiya Shirou," his goals, his ideals, his beliefs...

All of these things that could be called wishes were fulfilled on the day the Fairy Kingdom was built.

They endured countless hardships and battles.

From naivety to coldness, from gentleness to cruelty, from compromise to extremism.

At the end of his long journey, Shirou achieved his original ideal.

Although he didn't get to witness the rise of the prosperous and peaceful eternal kingdom of Britain, Shirou felt no regret.

He also has the best and most outstanding successor.

Morgan.

A witch, savior, and fairy of paradise who fights alongside her.

Shirou trusted her deeply.

If it were Morgan, he would certainly be able to carry on his ambitions... no.

She will surely become a king greater than herself.

During the conquest of Britain, Shirou became overly extreme in the later stages.

He used absolute power to suppress any dissent, spreading terror to make the fairies fear and submit to him.

However, after peace was restored, the power of terror became unnecessary.

Marked by the death of the tyrant, the fairy knight Arthur, Britain will usher in a completely new system.

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