Heroic Spirit: I, Shinji, have tried my best.

At night, Fuyuki City fell silent in the darkness...

Shinji left Yumiko's house and wandered around the street alone. The street scenes ten years ago made his thoughts wander.

Thinking back to when he didn't even dare to walk at night, now he dares to face anyone. Although the time has been advanced a lot, there is no need to rush so much...

Following the route he remembered, Shinji arrived at the door of Matou's house, but he didn't go in. Now was not the time yet, so the old man let him live a few more days.

Wandering alone on the street, except for seeing a few non-mainstream people from time to time, the rest was really boring. Finally, Shinji simply went back to Harukawa Yuna's room, took out the summoning scroll and started playing with the gun.

“Tsk tsk tsk…American products are just different, they feel really good!”

Shen Er held a sniper rifle in his hand and examined it carefully. He had just found it after rummaging through the ammunition pile for a long time. It seemed to be an anti-armor type and should be quite powerful, but unfortunately it could not be silenced.

After playing with it for a while, he placed the sniper rifle on the windowsill and took out a pistol to play with it...

early morning

Mrs. Qingchuan's consciousness as a housewife made her get up early. She felt a little worried when she saw her daughter sleeping in her arms. If she had to live her life as usual, she still had to send Youmeko to kindergarten today.

But last night she heard that many dangerous people would come after Youmiko, which made her, as a mother, very worried.

But there was no point in worrying here alone, so I pushed open the door and walked to my room, hesitated for a moment, and finally knocked on the door...

"Mr. Berserker, are you awake?"

"dong dong dong"

After waiting for a long time without any sound, she tried to open the door and unexpectedly it opened smoothly. The next moment, she saw a scene inside that looked like an arsenal.

The door slammed shut, and Mrs. Qingchuan still maintained her elegant smile, with a few drops of cold sweat on her head...

"...I seem to be a little tired recently. I am even hallucinating. How can there be such a thing in my room? Haha..."

He opened a small gap again, looked inside quietly, and then slammed it shut... He clearly didn't carry anything on him last night, so where did these come from?

After taking a few deep breaths, I pushed the door open and reluctantly accepted the reality. I looked at my beautiful room filled with all kinds of black metal guns, a few grenades on the dressing table, and a cannon barrel on the ground over there...

Who among the family members understands? The young woman's wedding room was transformed into an arsenal, and Mrs. Qingchuan said she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Shinji, who had already left, naturally didn't know what had just happened. He was now eating breakfast near the Matou residence...

…What was I busy doing at this time? He was almost like Dayu who never went home for three days, but he still didn’t wait for Sakura…There was no news from the clones at the Tohsaka family…

Logically speaking, it should be today. Did he remember it wrong?

On the other side, the clone Shinji near the Tousaka residence stared at the quiet house, chewing breakfast in his hand, thinking the same thing as the original... This is too slow...

As for the protagonist, Tohsaka Tokiomi, he was still tidying up his clothes elegantly. Tohsaka Aoi put a tie on him and looked at the depressed black-haired girl sitting on the sofa beside him with a distressed look...

"Come on, Sakura…it's time we go meet your new family."

Although the little girl looked reluctant, her body did not resist and was pulled away by her biological father.

"Let's take Rin with us... at least let the two sisters say goodbye properly."

"OK…"

after a while…

"Ohh! It's finally out!"

The clone Shinji happily watched the Tousaka family leave, immediately threw away the unpalatable breakfast in his hand, and disappeared with a "bang"...

Shinji, who was eating, suddenly felt full...

"!"

"vomit!"

"…What the hell did this guy eat? Burp…I ate too much…"

He also saw that the old bug who usually stayed at home had also gone out. It seemed that it was time to prepare for the reunion. It was almost time for him to take action...

Looking at the unfinished breakfast on the table, Shinji hesitated for a moment, then got up and left... What a joke, my evil in this world is to do bad things, so what's wrong with wasting food?

I followed them all the way to a place where there were not many people. The surrounding environment was pretty good. From a distance, it seemed that Old Worm was having a very good talk with Tokichi. In the end, the two sides shook hands and the deal was reached.

Sakura was led out by Aoi, and Matou Zouken pulled Sakura up and prepared to leave... Although now is not the time to save Sakura, after all, she would not leave with a stranger before seeing the true nature of the old bug.

But after all, it's here...

Shinji held up a sniper rifle in his hand and moved the crosshairs towards Tokiomi's head.

"You are the head of a magician family after all, please don't die like this..."

Then he pulled the trigger, and the next moment yellow flames erupted, and a 12.7*108mm sniper bullet rushed towards Tokiomi, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

"!"

"who!?"

This frightened everyone present and they all hid away. Of course they were not afraid, but it was obvious that the other party was well prepared...

The fallen Toosaka Tokiomi stood up with a gloomy face and looked in the direction where the bullet came from. Several familiars flew over under his control. If the bullet had not been blocked by the magic costume he carried with him, he would not have been able to react.

Then he looked at Matou Zouken with a bad face... Both of them are the current heads of one of the three major families. It would be easy for people to gossip about them if they met privately, so he deliberately found a place with few people and only told the other party.

When the old bug saw Tokiomi looking over, he knew that he was the one being suspected, and said with an unpleasant expression:

"I haven't told anyone about this, and even if I wanted to kill you I wouldn't do it this way."

Tokiomi looked away, believing what Matou Zouken said. After all, in his opinion, most magicians disdain to use firearms. In his opinion, magical attainments and wisdom are the weapons that magicians use in their duels.

While the others were speculating, Shinji covered his ears and was stunned for a moment. He had underestimated the power of this gun...

“… Shit, why is the sound so loud… I don’t want to play anymore!”

After he finished speaking, he walked away with his gun in hand and his ears covered, leaving the two families on the other side suspicious...

He went all the way back to Yumiko's house and put the gun on the table... He had originally planned to cover the area with fire, and then take advantage of the chaos to transcribe the entire seal, but he was not in the mood now.

He picked up another gun and tried to use strengthening magic to strengthen it, but it seemed to only increase its hardness... Oh! Oh, a stream of black mud suddenly seeped out of Shinji's heart and slowly wrapped around the gun, and then he began to control the black mud to transform the gun in his hand.

A few minutes later, looking at the new weapon with red lines, Shinji seemed to have opened up a new world...

"I just so happen to be a Stand Berserker, so why not call this move... [Black Mud Cannot Die with Bare Hands]!"