Crown Master

"Are you serious?"

The family is full of loyalty... No, Emiya Shiro, the designated heir of the Emiya family, the messenger of justice, still feels a headache for his daughter.

But this time, the person who made him want to start the mountain with his head was not the previous Rin, that Sakura, that Ilya... but the little girl named Gudazi.

Let's do it.

He also knows that the fate between him and her in each world is not divided into one and two, and the fetters have already reached ten stars. It is Arche's fault after all, and there is nothing wrong with tracing it back to himself. It doesn't make sense at all, but...he still doesn't quite understand Gudazi's hardcore operation.

But the person he insisted on scratched his hair and asked in puzzlement.

Gudazi: "You can speak out if you have an opinion, I'm easy to speak up."

Emiya Shirou's shoulders collapsed, and he said bitterly: "I don't think there are any opinions, even though you borrowed my living room, my kitchen, and me as the protagonist to make a movie..."

Did you borrow your sister?

Gu Dazi picked it up silently, listening to his complaints with pure eyes.

Shirou Emiya spread his hands in confusion.

"We are only high school students, are you sure the things you shoot can pass the review?"

Gudazi: "...←_←"

Emiya Shiro: "No, I mean, can the things you shoot be broadcast?"

The script was rolled up and tapped on the palm of his left hand, Gu Dazi raised his face solemnly, with firm eyes.

Emiya Shiro: "...All right, you, just be happy."

Alas... Shirou Emiya supported the doorpost and let out a sigh of disappointment. Then when he looked at the girls in the living room, his expression softened.

Illya, with long silver-white hair, was trying on the cherry pink kimono she was going to wear later. The droid was keenly aware of Shirou's gaze, trotted up to him, and turned around.

Illya: "Shirou, how are you doing?"

Emiya Shirou smiled gently, "Very good, Illya."

Yi Liya said happily: "Dahe prepared it, I'm going to dress like this later, ah... Did Gudazi say anything?"

Emiya Shiro: "What did you say?"

Ilya said seriously: "Is she playing a bad idea?"

"..." Emiya Shirou waved his hands dumbfounded, "Of course not."

"But I see you just had an argument with her?"

"No, I just didn't understand why she would do this." Wei Gong Shirou turned his head in confusion, and subconsciously cast his gaze at where Gudazi was.

Gu Dazi, who was communicating with the photographer, was exuding seriousness from the side of her face, which made her previous words full of persuasiveness.

"I just want them to see a world line full of warmth, you don't object, do you?"

As for who the "they" in this sentence are... Emiya Shirou was happy to pretend to be confused.

"In the past year, it is rare for Tokyo to have such a peaceful time."

In the sky above Emiya's house, birds flew across the blue sky, and a static scene came to life.

In the direction the camera is pointing at, Rin Tosaka, Sakura Matou, Taiga, and Saber are sitting around the table, and the assorted sushi brought by Emiya Shiro is gorgeously placed on the plate like a cake.

Then there was a sip that made the viewer feel extremely stomachache, the unstoppable flow of saliva, and the happy expression of enjoying the food, the air seemed to be full of warm flowers...

No, there are really flowers? ?

Gu Dazi, who created such a picture with one hand, is currently holding the neck of the Magician of Flowers, leaving indescribable broken words in his ears with deep malice.

"Give me flowers, give me flowers, give me flowers..."

Merlin: "QAQ..."

As a dedicated flower petal maker, Merlin may be the one with the least human rights in the crew.

"It's hard work!"

After a shot was taken, everyone immediately relaxed.

Ilya patted her chest and whispered, "Huh, it's finally over."

Emiya Shirou thanked the staff next to him for his hard work, and seeing Illya's appearance, he smiled and patted her head.

"Thank you for your hard work, you performed very well just now."

"Yeah, Illya was really like a little princess just now." Matou Sakura clapped her hands in agreement.

"..." Blinking, Ilya shyly looked away and looked at the assorted sushi in her hand.

"Eat more if you like."

"Hey?"

Illya looked at Rin Tohsaka in surprise, and saw that she quickly cut a piece from the "sushi cake" and put it on her plate. She only opened one eye and argued, "We are filming a food movie. , It is unacceptable to waste delicious food in vain!"

Ilya: "That's it..." Looking at the sweet and sour rice on the plate, remembering the feeling that she almost forgot that she was filming just now, she bent her eyes and whispered, "I'm starting."

Emiya Shirou's gaze softened.

outside the house.

Gu Dazi sat on the wooden corridor shaking her legs, a tall shadow walked over slowly, and then sat down beside her.

No need to look, she already knew what this man was here for.

Shi Shiran stretched out his hand, and the other party handed over the food box as if telepathically, the heavy weight made Gu Dazi put it on his knee in satisfaction, and then gave him a look.

"What have you done?"

"Egg rolls, fried burdock, salt-grilled salmon, miso soup, and rice balls."

"Hey, isn't it a hamburger?"

"I'm not that guy, I won't let you eat junk food."

The handsome face made a helpless look, and Gu Dazi secretly looked at him sideways, and couldn't help chuckling when he saw this.

Stopping to open the food box, she asked, "Will you watch the movie after it's shot?"

"Of course, although everyone didn't say anything, they were all looking forward to it."

"Don't you think I'm meddling?"

"Master, I think you have some misunderstandings about yourself. We always knew you were a kind child."

Gu Dazi stretched out his hands, the afternoon sun was too gentle, even though the weather was not very warm, the person was still crisp and lazy.

"Red A, if there is such a future, will you make it come true by any means?"

"I will."

"So I am too."

"Master?"

"Don't worry, the future is just missing one 'I', everyone will be happy, I promise."

The person who spoke gradually became blurred in the field of vision, and Hong A tried her best to retrieve her appearance from the shattered memory.

Even the words she said, the things she did, the communication she had had... Like gravel, it slipped through her fingers.

Red A tried his best to stop it, so that when he woke up from the dream, the irreparable sense of fear remained in his hands.

In the staff dormitory of Chaldea, the unnamed hero who abandoned the past sat on the bed wearing a thin vest, covered in cold sweat, and his dignified face left a deep impression on people.

……

The sun rises from the eastern sky, and the rare sunny day is reflected in the eyes of the people passing through the viewing window of Chaldea.

There was a brisk atmosphere in the air, and when Red A appeared, that expressionless, preoccupied face became the only incongruity in the music.

When he met him on the Saber road, he stopped deliberately. King Arthur, who was full of breakfast, turned around and looked at the slender figure who was walking away, his eyes seemed to be confused.

Red A, who has always been keen, didn't realize how heavy his expression was. He simply didn't like to be close to others. The figure that appeared in the dream lingered in his mind. After thinking twice about this strange situation, he decided to find Talk to Da Vinci.

Da Vinci, who heard about his situation, poked his face with a pen and asked in surprise.

"Are you sure you called 'her' Master in your dream?"

Red A: "This is also what I find strange. In my memory, the master should have returned to Japan to live the life of ordinary people. As for the experience of the Holy Grail War in the past, it should be stored on the Seat of Heroes."

Da Vinci shook his finger: "That's why, is it possible that the seat of Heroes may be the problem?"

Red A frowned: "You mean Alaya and Gaia?"

Da Vinci reached out and flipped through the table, "Actually... I also think there is something wrong, you see..." She took out the notebook that recorded countless wonderful ideas and put it in front of Red A, flipping through the notebook. Open one of the pages.

Red A: "Don't forget, our...hope...?"

Da Vinci rested his chin and said: "I don't know when this was written down. It can make me 'unremember' what I did. Well, I smell danger."

Red A frowned, "Da Vinci..."

"STAP!" Da Vinci stopped urgently, preventing Red A from blurting out words.

Da Vinci said: "You must want to say that since the doubts are all around the master, then temporarily bring the master who lives in Japan back to Chaldea, and the problem will be solved, right?"

Red A nodded silently.

Da Vinci: "Originally, I was also hesitating whether I should find an opportunity to make it public. After all, this news involves all the followers... Let's take a look."

Red A watched Da Vinci take out a new document and gave it to himself. After opening it, he read a few pages, and then suddenly seemed to find something, and quickly turned to the end. On the last line, Da Vinci wrote the final result.

Confirmation: The above information is a false impression made up of vague concepts... It is confirmed that the memories of the servants and above have been tampered with... It is confirmed that the juvenile female with the individual name "Gudazi" has disappeared... Existence... erased!

Red A's heart skipped a beat.

The rare sunny weather in Chaldea was once again shrouded in a snowstorm after a gust of wind, and the whole building stood alone on the snow-capped mountain.