Ability name The Tale of Genji

Field expansion——

[The Tale of Genji Six Articles].

It was a kind of silence that seemed to be independent of this world, and the joy of leaping in the soul was more intense and vivid than after using the black flash.He seems to have touched the sky, the earth, the past and the future.Absolute power gave him the feeling that he could hold everything in his palm, so suddenly, Yuan Xiwu, who had never fought or snatched, really understood the connotation of the banner that Gong Mi always hung in the tea room.

【I am the only one】.

He seems to have seen some distant phantoms again, seven white elephants with six tusks leaning on the ground, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground Buddha.In the eyes of the world, there was a great light, and in the light, the woman in the blue-colored [-] single-clothes turned slowly towards him, and opened her arms——

【Genji's son...】

Yuan Xiwu seemed to recognize the other party suddenly. That year in the Heian Dynasty, under the plum blossom tree on a snowy winter day, someone stared at him with resentment and nostalgia.

【Like...really like...】

【That cute...hateful...】

Yuan Xiwu knew who she was looking at, she was looking at his father through him.In the winter of that year, Genji's young master was lingering on the sick bed. According to the calculations of the onmyoji, it was confirmed that he was haunted by a curse.He lay on the couch, listening to the weeping of the maids outside, and how they cried out why the heaven wanted to give birth to such a handsome young man, but took him away in a hurry.

The shadow of death hung over his head, a burst of cold fragrance moved in, Yuan Xiwu slightly tilted his head, and smiled faintly.

"Please come and see me, it's still cold outside today, isn't it?"

Although he is young, he speaks very seriously, except for his charming eyebrows and eyes, he is not at all like his father.

Curse Spirit stared at him with a complex expression, and knelt down by the couch for a long while.

"You know...it's because of me..."

"As long as it exists, it will cause trouble and harm others. I was like this in life, and I will be like this after death."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, trembling all over.

"I'm leaving."

"I will never come again, never step into Ping'an capital, never get close to you...Little son, I am the one who harmed you, how can a human body bear the power of the curse spirit? I didn't intend to kill you, but I still did it!"

She waved her sleeves and stood up staggeringly, but the fluttering sleeves were caught by a young hand.

"but……"

"Is it cold outside?"

"Where is my sister's house? Can it keep out the wind and snow? Are there any friendly neighbors nearby? Are there any friends worth sitting with and talking to?"

"...If you don't have any, please stay."

The young child spoke a lot in one breath, stopped to pant slightly, and on his face flushed with fever, the eyelashes also quietly drooped, covering the bright purple pupils.He knew that the sleeves he was grabbing were not owned by humans, and he also knew that he might be sick, but he always thought of the woman under the plum tree who said with tears, "The geese are also birds in the clouds".

So lonely, so sad.

Was it some crime of the father's?Yuan Xiwu didn't know.He only knew that if he was on his own, he would never be able to do such a thing as letting someone walk into the wind and snow alone.

At this moment, the mantra spirit Liutiao Yuxisuo was overwhelmed by the child in front of him.

Tears gushed out, and that weak hand grabbed her like a kite's string.The curse spirit covered his face and let out a long howling sound. The man abandoned her, but she was liberated and redeemed by that man's child.

Wanting to be cared for, wanted to be loved, in the long night of endless waiting, in the countless snowy twilight hours, all she wanted to hear was this sentence.

[If you don't have a home, stay here. 】

"You won't die!" The curse spirit held the young hand instead, "You will definitely not die! Whether it is in the sky or in the underworld, I will go everywhere to find the elixir to save you. I will definitely Protect you, if anyone dares to harm you, I will definitely..."

"We must curse him at all costs!"

Cursed birds swarmed up, and the young child on the bed became more and more short of breath.There is a contract between him and the Rokujo Imperial Palace, and the weight of this contract is simply unbearable for ordinary humans.

At this moment, a voice sounded from a distant place.

"Declare—"

"You put your body under my command, and my fate is attached to your sword. Those who answer the call and obey this will answer me!"

The curse bird was restless, tightly surrounding the young child, and finally, the light swallowed the curse bird together.

Not long after, a maid came in to visit and cried out in grief.

"Young master! Young master!"

***

"...But, that's not death."

Yuan Xiwu said softly, in front of the colliding treasure, his sleeves were shaking with the strong wind, and the curse birds were blown away, but there were still many tenaciously guarding him.Yuan Xiwu didn't know who he was talking to, although Teacher Wutiao was by his side, but he probably said it to himself, he knew it very well.

Some memories have been revived, his eyes flickered, and tears finally fell.

"My mother summoned me and brought me to this era after a thousand years. Participating in this Holy Grail War reminded me of the words of the original summoning. I thought of her, thought of Liujo, and thought of my own past, although still There are a few things that aren't clear, but that's enough."

Gojo Satoru had no expression at first, but when he heard the front line in Yuan Xiwu's words, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"So? What are you going to do?"

"I have entrusted a detective agency to investigate the application for joining the agency left by my mother. The truth about her murder will definitely come to light."

"Hey, it seems that you really want to join me." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "We can work together to shovel out those rotten oranges, and then plant new orange seedlings."

Yuan Xiwu felt that this idea was very good. He did not believe that the senior management of the magic circle and the palace occupants would not be held responsible for Zi Shibu's death, and he would eradicate those responsible, no matter the mastermind or the accomplice.

The light of the treasure was gradually extinguished, but the black and red hole in the sky became brighter than ever before.That kind of brightness is almost a kind of heartbeat, almost a kind of staring, in any case, it is the kind full of malice.A strange sound of water came to Yuan Xiwu's ears, his heart froze, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally, he did a strange thing.

He pushed Archer out of range of the black mud.

The black mud collapsed downwards, directly submerging the entire guild hall, and also submerging several heroic spirits.Zhongyuan Chu, who had been pushed far away before, also turned pale with fright, and rushed directly to the range of the black mud, but was stopped by Emiya Kiritsugu.

"...will be polluted."

Staring at the black mud that was still spreading outward, Emiya Kiritsugu had an unusually solemn expression.If this continues, the black mud will spread to the entire Fuyuki.

He moved his hand that still had two Command Seals, and suddenly saw a golden light flash in the black mud.Then, the knight king in the form of a girl landed lightly beside him.

Saber didn't touch the black mud!

The girlish King of Knights had a complicated expression on her face. She couldn't even imagine that Berserker would lift her up.She had never touched the black mud, but looking at Berserker's face that was tightly hidden under the armor, she could not recognize who it was anyway, only a sense of familiarity hovered like gossamer.

who is it?who is it?She asked herself repeatedly, but couldn't get an answer.

Emiya Kiritsugu's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, he turned his head and looked at Osamu Dazai and the others.

Nakahara Chuya immediately took a step forward, if Emiya Kiritsugu attacked them at this time, he would not be surprised at all.Coughing, Ryunosuke Akutagawa silently covered his flanks, his gaze kept sweeping over what was originally the Civic Hall.

Yuan Xiwu did not come out.

Crazy laughter suddenly sounded, and the golden heroic spirit also stood outside the mud, laughing for a long time.Of course Gilgamesh understood that this was nothing more than a conspiracy, but this act of not letting the king get a little bit of filth is really pitiful and cute.Since it can make the king show his face, then the mere Holy Grail, or the Holy Grail that has been polluted, he can generously give it.

"Caster, go and grab it. Take the holy grail that this king bestowed on you, for your previous holding of the sword, and for your current respect, this king will reward you!"

He laughed loudly, his figure began to dissipate into spirit particles, and he was actually planning to return to the seat of heroes.

【Caster... a reward...】

The vague voice was diluted by the black mud, and it was difficult to wake up Yuan Xiwu's consciousness.He slowly opened his eyes, in the darkness without light, he could only see himself, Teacher Wutiao and other heroic spirits, who had been impacted to nowhere.

His consciousness began to be eroded by the evil thoughts in the black mud. The black mud whispered and murmured, showing him his worst nightmare.

——In the chief's office at the port Mafia, Yuan Xiwu sat in the chief's position, his eyes froze as if dead.

"..."

Ten years later, Yuan Xiwu raised his eyes. He seemed to want to smile, but he was not very good at smiling anymore, so he kept his face expressionless.Instead of wearing the leader's red scarf, he changed his whole attire into an elegant dark-colored kimono, with white flowers swirling on the dark-colored kimono, but the flowers were too small, so they were completely submerged in the darkness.

In front of him was Yuan Xiwu who had restored her original attire in this special illusion.The simple and light new-style attire, covered with gorgeous haori, is contradictory but harmonious.

"Hello, me ten years ago."

Ten years later, Yuan Xiwu greeted softly.

"I don't know what kind of fortuitous encounter made us ignore the laws of time and space to meet here. Since we are all 'Yuanxiwu', maybe I can save unnecessary temptations and pleasantries? We can understand each other from the beginning. "

"...No." Yuan Xiwu said.He stared at himself ten years later, that majestic demeanor was indeed what a leader should look like, but... just...

so similar.

So much like Mr. Sen.

"There's at least one thing I can't understand about you."

He said so.

"Why are you sitting in that position? And why..."

"You are like a continuation of Mr. Mori."