Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Ye Sizhen felt a little uneasy and tugged at his sleeve.

Kiz said, "Let's bet you'll change your mind."

Shirou: "..."

"We have waited for more than two thousand years to achieve our goal, so we don't mind waiting another hundred years."

The magician of the Wandering Sea continued, "Amamiya Shirou... just as Wuzhiqi said, you, as a human, must have lived through a very long time."

Although we don't know exactly where you are or what kind of long life you've lived, but—

What you see is ultimately not the reality of "this planet".

To "this planet," you are still just a child, with very limited understanding.

I think your answer was given after you had a sufficient understanding of the world.

Kiz said with certainty, "When you've witnessed enough death, sorrow, plunder, betrayal, and end..."

After you've witnessed enough hell—can you still maintain your current sense of justice?

"Shirou Amamiya, let's bet on this."

"------"

After a brief silence, Shirou slowly spoke.

"No problem, I accept your bet."

Shirou said with an unwavering expression.

"No matter what happens in the future, or what I encounter, I will never change my belief in 'justice.'"

"Really? If you can really do that..."

The figure and voice of the Wandering Sea Magician became increasingly indistinct, gradually merging into the void.

"By then, I will admit my failure and give up completely."

After saying that, Kiz disappeared, as if he had never existed at all.

"Where are you two?"

Shirou looked at Wuzhiqi and Latio.

"I will not accept your proposal. If you want to fight, I'm ready anytime."

Latino's familiar, the bone giant Tangree, was eager to make a move, but was stopped by its master.

"That's all for today."

The girl with blue, wavy hair bit her lip, flung off her long sleeves, and stormed off.

Halfway there, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Shirou.

"Latio will not give up!"

"..."

Ye Sizhen suddenly had a bad feeling...

"It must be my imagination," she reassured herself.

And so, of the three magicians who came to Japan for Shirou, only one remained.

"...What do you say?" Shirou asked.

Of the three, only Wuzhiqi's purpose was the purest: he wanted to eat Shirou (physical).

In Shirou's view, she was relatively safe compared to the other two mad scientists who could easily bring disaster upon themselves.

Even so, Shirou has no intention of giving himself away to others to eat.

Wuzhiqi spoke with a sly smile: "I have changed my mind."

Shirou said speechlessly, "What are you thinking about now?"

"It's nothing, I was just thinking... it would be such a waste to eat you now."

Wuzhiqi stared at Shirou with her "fiery eyes" and licked her lips.

"I am a woman who can endure for the sake of delicious food."

Although you are already delicious enough, in my opinion even more so than the peaches of immortality and the elixir of life, however—

You can become even more delicious, Shirou Amamiya.

I will wait patiently until you grow to the point where I can no longer tolerate you and will devour you whole—"

Shirou snorted: "Delicious, delicious, from the very beginning. I'm not your food."

"Hmm~~~"

Wuzhiqi stretched leisurely, then moved her hands and feet, which had cooled down a bit from listening to the conversation for too long.

"Although I don't intend to devour you, I never said I would let you go today!!"

Wuzhiqi laughed heartily and launched an attack without warning.

The metal chains, like venomous snakes, began to spread from her handcuffs and lashed out at Shirou.

Before he could even react, the boy's arms, legs, and neck were bound with chains.

"Shirou!"

Ye Sizhen shouted and prepared to fight back.

however--

"-- Projection, begin (trace on)."

As the whisper rang out, Shirou released his magic circuits.

The magic power within his body began to boil, and the light gathered in his hands and crystallized into a divine weapon for slaying gods and demons.

"What... my chains, actually!?"

Wuzhiqi's eyes widened.

Shirou didn't even swing his sword; with a "crack," the chains binding his body snapped like glass.

These chains, which even dragons and serpents of the mythical era could not break free of or shatter, have now been easily shattered.

The "Blade of Chaos" in Shirou's hand erupted in flames.

The beautiful, hellish pulsation made Wuzhiqi hold his breath.

She smiled quickly.

"So that's how it is. Is this the ultimate 'confrontation with the gods' and 'confrontation with demonic nature'?"

For Wuzhiqi, who is both a demon king and a deity, this is an absolute natural enemy.

If she had tried her best to dodge, she could have easily avoided it with her physical abilities, however...

Wuzhiqi watched helplessly as the blade sliced ​​through his body and divine energy gushed from the wound.

It's almost like a black hole born on the ground.

The immortals' colors and voices vanished, leaving only the lingering fragrance of mythical illusions.

"As expected...it's amazing! You're so great...Shirou Amamiya..."

To be able to do that, haha, if it were you, maybe…”

Wuzhiqi's words ended there.

The destruction caused by the "Blade of Chaos" erased her existence from the surface of the earth.

The distorted nothingness tore everything apart and triggered the collapse.

Wuzhiqi's overwhelming mystery even tore space apart in the instant of destruction.

Soon after, everything returned to normal.

"Shirou..."

Ye Sizhen stared blankly at the red-haired boy.

Although it was only a Yang God, it actually annihilated the Demon King Wuzhiqi with a single blow...

Now she finally understood why Shirou was called the "Heroic Spirit Slayer".

"Let's go back, Sizhen."

Shirou reached out his hand to her.

The magician of thoughts grasped his hand and stood up, then asked in bewilderment, "Go back, eh... but..."

Go back? Go back where?

Shirou smiled and said, "Given your current injuries, you'll need to recuperate at my place for a while, won't you?"

Hearing him say that, Ye Sizhen's heart fluttered.

Should she return to living with Shirou?

But soon, the guilt in her heart overwhelmed her girlish heart.

"But I've caused Shirou so much trouble this time... Is it alright...?"

"Well, indeed..."

The red-haired boy stroked his chin and said, "It's been exposed that I secretly picked you up and hid you at home."

Because we left in a hurry, Alice hasn't had a chance to settle the score with me yet.

"Perfect timing, let's go back and apologize together."

"But."

The woman in the cheongsam hesitated and bit her lip.

She came to Japan to capture Shirou, but things ended up like this.

If Shirou hadn't been exceptionally talented and powerful, he would probably have been completely devoured by Wuzhiqi by now, or taken away by the other two magicians.

Now that things have come to this, how can Ye Sizhen still have the face to continue living in Shirou's house?

"But, Sizhen, you want to protect me, right?"

"That's just worthless self-pity."

Going through fire and water for the one you love is just like a middle school girl's behavior, full of self-pity.

"why?"

"It's nothing, please forget about it."

"Besides, Sizhen, didn't you promise to treat me to your Chinese pastries?"

"........."

Ye Sizhen was stunned.

Indeed, there was such an agreement.

This is what it means to fall in love with someone.

Shirou's simple words gave her the courage and strength to be reborn.

Ye Sizhen's delicate face regained its former confident beauty.

"I understand, I'll go with you."

I'll be bothering you again for a while, Shirou.

"OK."

And so, the two embarked on their journey home.

"Shirou, may I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"how did you find me?"

Sure enough, this was the only question she couldn't figure out no matter how hard she tried.