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Chapter 11 Parallel World Fuyuki.

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At this time, Fuyuki, located in another parallel world, was covered by heavy snow.

It's snowing again, and the short-lived sunny days can't last long. Once it's night, the temperature will still drop sharply, and icicles will form on the eaves.

Emiya House located in Shenshan Town, Fuyuki City is a rare Yamato house.The surrounding wing rooms are connected together, plus the large warehouse, the area is larger than some rich man's villas, and it is the only adopted son that man can give him—everything he can leave behind.

The mistakes he has made can never be made up for, and what he can only pray for is psychological comfort. When Kiritsugu received him here from the orphanage, he was still ignorant, only knowing that Kiritsugu was crying all the time.

Why... are you crying?

——"Because you did something wrong, the justice in your heart has been distorted." The old man replied, and then asked, "Shirou, what is your dream?"

"Just like Dad, be a partner of justice." The immature child's voice sounded.

Ok.

I was...

It seems to be the answer, right?Those who are so sure and carry it out firmly still have quite firm eyes now.

With snowflakes hanging on his shoulders, the young man named Emiya Shirou dragged his weary pace, pushed open the door of the entrance, and a gust of warm air rushed towards his face.

The aroma of food can be smelled from far away, and the sound of washing dishes can be heard from the sink.

The news is constantly chattering about the coming new round of cold current, which engulfs the low-temperature air from the Arctic and has swept across Hokkaido, and now it is only the first wave to arrive in Fuyuki.

"Sister Teng, I'm back." The red-haired boy yawned.

"Yeah, Shirou is here to eat!" It turned out to be Fujimura Taihe, his homeroom teacher and Shirou's guardian, who came to meet him. Her short chestnut hair and always happy face made her seem approachable.

She was a little surprised and pushed Shirou into the house, "Why is it so late today? Didn't the school say to leave before [-] o'clock?"

"Hey, that guy Shen Er went to travel to Liudong Temple by himself, leaving a mess in the archery department. The junior girls come to ask me to help, and I can't refuse, so let's help him for a few days... Shirou entered the banquet while taking off his shoes.

"Oh oh oh, is that so?" Fuji-san looked helpless, but soon gave a mysterious smile, "Sakura specially prepared dinner for you. By the way, Kiritsugu... must really like you like this! "She seemed to be shrouded in the memories of that year again.

Yes.

Shirou thought.

"In the future, I may come back later after school, so don't worry too much." Shirou explained that he didn't want her to worry so much, because it was unnecessary.

This chestnut-haired, always excited, person who takes care of him like a big sister, Shirou has always expressed his gratitude.Therefore, Shirou has always cherished the people around him.

Because he only lives once, he will never forget the past memories.

——Ten years ago, Fuyuki Shinto was traumatized by the devastating fire.

Billowing thick smoke rushed into the sky, and the sky was a dark vortex, slowly rotating, pouring out the flames of destroying the world, burning everything.

At that moment, it really made people mistakenly think that the doomsday had come to the city in advance.

Only the scalding temperature, the pain of not being able to breathe at all, and... a man's tears of pain and regret are all in his memory.

"Alive, alive...he's still alive!! Thank you...thank you, it's great to find you, even if you are the only one saved, it's my redemption." The man stroked his cheek with his hand, amidst the flames , there are only burning and collapsed ruins around, and the red-hot steel bars are twisted and stretched towards the sky, like the bones of giants.He, who was still young, was saved by Kiritsugu in this way.

He hated it, it was unacceptable that someone who worked hard ended up being a victim.

No matter who can be saved, get happiness, and have a smile on his face, is such a happy ending just a wish after all?

"This is difficult to achieve, because what Shirou said is tantamount to saving everyone."

Kiritsugu's voice sounded in memory, and in the kendo field illuminated by the setting sun, the afterglow shone on Kiritsugu's gradually aging face.

Shirou's immature heart - the young "I" could not agree with Kiritsugu's answer.

Because Kiritsugu saved me, I know he is an omnipotent magician, so, if it was Kiritsugu, maybe he could save everyone at that time.However, Kiritsugu told me: "Shirou, if you want to save some people, you must give up others. Listen carefully, the only people who can save people with their own strength are those who are on the same side as themselves. Granted, but that's the definition of a just side."

I still remember that there was a bright moon in the sky at that time, and I and Kiritsugu were sitting on the wooden platform in front of the kendo hall, wearing kimonos and looking up at the night sky, the bright moon in the night sky was shining brightly, as if that moment was eternity.

Now I can understand that it is of course a matter of course to say so.

but.

I do not like this.

I don't like rescues where the number of people is fixed at the beginning. I can't stand people I have never met dying in front of me like that.

In the days that followed, no matter whether I went to work in a restaurant in Xindu, or helped out in a nearby convenience store, I always carried out this fact, relying on my own hands to feel the taste of life.

Shirou closed his eyes slightly and then opened them, no longer thinking about the ideas that have always been rooted in his heart.In front of me is eel rice, octopus sushi, and fish belly.In the cubicle to the side, the news was being broadcast on the LCD TV; in the kitchen, a girl with purple waist-length hair was washing the dishes, and it turned out that she was the one who made the sound of washing the dishes.

"Today's dinner is really rich." Shirou calmly grabbed his chopsticks.

"Of course, I came here to help today!" The girl washed the dishes, dried the water, and walked out, smiling at Shirou, "Senior."

"I'm sorry, Sakura. It's so late, and I let you come alone." Shirou rubbed his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's great to be able to help seniors." The girl called Sakura shook her head vigorously, then smiled and replied to Shirou who was close at hand, her gentle smile made people feel like spring breeze.

"Is that so?" Shirou nodded, and glanced out of the window, where it was snowing heavily.

After thinking for a while, Shirou grabbed his jacket against the cold and said to Sakura, "It's still too late today. I'll take you home after dinner."

"No need to trouble seniors." Sakura lowered her head and whispered to Shirou.

"...Is it really not necessary?" Shirou has never been too forceful.

"No...thank you, senior." Sakura squeezed out a forced smile, waved her hands, and shouted very softly for the last time.

Shirou sighed for some reason, returned to the straw mat to continue eating, and inadvertently opened his cuffs a little, revealing the back of his hands.

When Sakura walked beside him, she was taken aback for a moment, her pupils suddenly narrowed.

A trace of blood flowed out without any warning, the bright red was dazzling, she hesitated, and finally said cautiously: "Senior, your hand..." She asked worriedly.

"Should it be scratched during cleaning?" Shirou looked at the back of his hand, there were some blurred bloodstains on it.Soon he smiled indifferently, "Anyway, I didn't feel any pain. It should be fine after a few days, so don't make such a fuss."

"Huh..." I could see Sakura patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if there's nothing wrong, actually, there's no need to bother the senior today, I'll be fine by myself, see you, senior."

"Is it really not necessary?" Shirou froze on the spot clutching his coat, "Then you should be careful."

Sakura nodded, put a dark purple down jacket on the school uniform jacket, opened the door before he could react, and set foot on the way home.

It was still snowing heavily outside the door.

Shirou sighed and continued cooking.Maybe I was thinking too much.

Suddenly, the sound of the news attracted attention, and Shirou opened the wooden lattice door of the cubicle, revealing the TV hanging on the wall.

"The following two news will be inserted. A coma occurred in a building in Xindu. The hospital and the police have sent people to contact. It is speculated that it may be suffocation caused by carbon monoxide poisoning. Once again, I remind citizens to pay attention to the safety of gas valves and natural gas pipelines... ..."

"The recent Fuyuki is really not peaceful." Shirou licked the rice from the corner of his mouth, and sighed at Fuji-san beside him.

But when she looked closely, she was already sleeping soundly on the straw mat, with a blush on her face.

Shirou frowned helplessly: "...drinking again."

Sister Teng has the habit of drinking, so she usually doesn't get drunk, but maybe it's too late to wait for him today.

Looking at the clock on the wall, the pointer on it has pointed to eleven o'clock.

If you change the angle of view, you can see that a complex summoning array in the warehouse next to Wei Gong's house suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, and the faint magic power began to gather.

……

In the completely opposite direction to Emiya's residence, in the virgin forest covered by heavy snow, the quiet ancient castle is brightly lit.

If ordinary people see it, they will definitely feel that they have entered a certain fairy tale.

"Get the car ready, Sierra. I'm going into town starting tomorrow."

On the snow-covered castle, a girl with long silver hair stretched out her hand, her fingertips gently touching the scattered snowflakes.

She was wearing a purple hat, with slanted bangs beside her head, and her ruby-colored pupils were ecstatically staring at Fuyuki City in the distance. That city stood by the coast and was as small as a toy.

The girl looks small and petite, she is a pretty lolita in a dress.

Her faint voice was as cold as the snow, but with an unquestionable affirmation as cold as winter:
"Although I don't know who it is, but it belongs to Einzbern," the dress-dressed loli turned her body backwards, and she looked at the berserker who was panting heavily, with iron-gray skin and as hard as steel.

……

"Are you really ready? Shen Er." The old and hoarse voice echoed in front of the blue seaweed-haired boy with an impatient face. In the silent winter night, the boy was wearing a brown leather jacket, his whole body They all exude a self-righteous secondary atmosphere.

His name is Matou Shinji, Shirou's bad friend and classmate.

Known as the second master.

"Of course! Old man, it's time to start after preparing for so long!"

A louder voice echoed in the small and dark worm room. The young man instinctively disliked this kind of place, but he was full of anticipation for the next call.

Countless bugs squirmed, rolled their bodies, and made creepy rubbing sounds.

"Hmph, yes..."

The old voice snorted coldly, and the owner of the voice, an old man with a stooped back, appeared in front of him wearing a navy blue kimono and leaning on a cane.

What moved him was the countless bugs under his feet, making a creepy and fine friction sound, full of a deep and strange feeling.

"You don't have a magic circuit, Shinji. You have to understand and accept this fact... Therefore, you can only store the Command Spells in the Book of False Ministers. After you summon them, don't be too surprised. The so-called riding servants, maybe From the far West."

……

Time continues to move forward, and the comfortable life continues in the major parallel universes.

For someone, his Marvel time-travel journey has only just begun.

Another parallel universe, until now has not yet welcomed the self-consciousness of the protagonist.

After all, Ye Zhiliu arrived here very early.

"Skywatcher launch countdown, three seconds." At a launch site somewhere in Europe, a huge launch vehicle ascended to the sky carrying the deadly Sword of Scourge.

"If the god is revived, at least he must be blasted back to Huangquan Hell."

The blond man in a colorful plaid shirt threw away his cigarette and turned on the video chat.The recipient shown is——

"Hilbert Jean Angers"

　Fiction is something that turns the impossible into reality, and this is where the charm of doujin lies.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)