reversal impulse

Fu Heisher swung back a bag that was much bigger than before, and there was a lot of money in the card, and if he swiped some money away, he probably wouldn't know it.

He is very skilled at this kind of thing.

Inside the bag are some deli items that can be stored, as well as messy snacks.Shi Er stood in front of the compressed biscuits for a long time, thought about the face at home complaining dryly to the food, and put the compressed biscuits back on the shelf.

So complicated.

Thinking of this, someone suddenly stopped him at the corner of the street.

A blond young man stood in front of Fuhesher.

"I'm talking about Mr. Shi'er." He was a little shorter than Shi'er, but he didn't want to look up at him. He moved his pupils up in a sinister way, and the tails of his raised eyes were almost drawn into a straight line.

"Long time no see, you still look like this," he said.

"..." Fu Heisher looked at him for a long time, and he didn't speak until he was staring at him uncomfortably, "Who are you?"

He really didn't mean to deliberately target, Fu Heshier really didn't remember who this was.He thought that this conversation was almost over, and he took a step to leave.

This obviously annoyed the blond youth.

He drew out the dagger engraved with the spell, and struck directly with some resentment.The high-speed movement seemed to compress his time, and it took less than half a second to appear behind Shier.

The dagger slashed down, failing to cut through Fu Heisher's back, but cut through the shopping bag in the convenience store when Shier turned around.

A lot of things rolled to the ground.

Looking at the rice balls all over the place, Fu Heisher sighed.

The person in front of him wanted to taunt, but before he could open his mouth, he felt a suffocation in his neck - Fu Heisher pinched his wrist holding the knife with one hand, and grabbed his collar with the other, throwing him to the ground.

"Projection method, right? You are a Buddhist temple?" Shi Er asked.

These words are indeed somewhat insulting, after all, the person who was thrown to the ground by him has troubled him more than once before.

Even so, Fuheshier didn't remember the man's name, nor his face.

The young man activated the spell again and disappeared on the spot, but likewise, Fuheshier also precisely smashed him to the ground again.

Fortunately, this is a deserted trail, even if a well-meaning passer-by came to take a look after hearing the noise, they would be scared away by the scene.

This time, Fu Heisher put his knee against his back, grabbed the hair at the back of his head and forced him to raise his head, and asked in a calm voice, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The blond youth, Zenin Naoya's mind went blank.

When he subconsciously wanted to continue to activate the operation, Fuheshier spread his hand holding his hair, which looked like it was covering the back of his head, with a generous and warm palm.

Before he could react, Shier directly grabbed his head and hit the ground with such force that it almost cracked the ground.

Zenyuan Naoya's face was scratched with blood from the coarse sand on the ground, his forehead was smashed inward, he was dizzy, and wanted to get up, but the knees on his back still imprisoned him on the ground.

Fu Heisher felt that this scene looked familiar, and after staring at the back of his head for a long time, he finally remembered.

His laughter was a little lazy: "Isn't this my stupid brother?"

Zenyuan Naoya's dagger was touched by him. The knife looks quite valuable. In the past, he might have taken it away directly. Now...

The short knife plunged into the ground obliquely, and with a "squeak" sound, just a few millimeters away from Naoya's neck, the blade cut a bloodstain on his skin.

Fu Heisher raised his head, and glanced sideways at the figure who knocked his hand away.

He does know this person, and he is still very familiar with him. He seems to be following his ass in the most familiar years, calling him "big brother" disgustingly.

"Is there no bodyguard in the monastery? Do you want to come and see this young master?"

"..." Zenyuan Jin picked up Zenyuan Naoya from the ground, and he gave him a look that Shi Er couldn't understand, "The Zenyuan knows your current... employer and wants to talk to you."

"His father is also interested in the reversal technique?"

"No, it's the elder's idea."

Fu Heisher stood up and didn't continue to ask: "Then this young master is really clueless, why don't you ask your father first?"

If it was said that the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery was the direct neighbor of the Zen monastery, Fu Heisher might still be a little interested, but after changing to those bad people, he completely lost the will to negotiate.

It's really bad, it's bad that it doesn't understand the rules and tries to talk about the monastery's surname and blood.

If you are poor, don't come out to send jobs, it's a bit embarrassing to be shabby.

The Chanyuan did not even raise any opinions on his words.

He also heard a lot of harsh words from this younger brother when he was a child, but later on he didn't even say anything, and became silent.Even the night away from home was as quiet as a corpse.

Zenyuan Shier knew that he was standing in the courtyard, and even looked back at his elder brother, but he still turned over from the high wall of the courtyard without saying a word.

The sleeves of the bathrobe fluttered, and the posture of falling was like a dead fish on the shore finally flipped into the water.

"The sorcerer who made the skeleton of the Tokyo Conjuration College gave a guarantee for the family's entry, but the higher-ups are still dissatisfied, and there is no result yet. The elders of the Zen Academy proposed that you can be recognized..."

Fu Heisher stretched out his hand over him.

"what?"

"Either let this young master pick up all the things for me and pack them up, or buy them again."

The monastery was silent for a while.

Chanyuan Naoya's current expression looks like he wants to tear Shier into pieces, but anyone with a slightly normal mind will know that Fu Heisher didn't kill him because it was not worthwhile to kill him .

"Be careful yourself." Jinichi said after giving the money.

Fu Heisher stuffed the banknotes into his pocket, bent down and stuffed all the things on the ground into the broken bag, tied a knot, and didn't intend to go to the convenience store again.

"Don't let this kid bother me again." He nodded and left directly.

The accident made Fu Hesher arrive home half an hour later than expected.

When he opened the door with the key, he was still thinking that he couldn't be blamed for this, after all, if he really wanted to be held accountable, the ultimate goal of the two people in the monastery was to get his family into trouble.

After opening the door he smelled the food.

Fu Heisher's first reaction was whether he had made a mistake, but then he heard the sound of gunfire.

"Weigong-kun is really amazing." There was a rare exclamation in Nitro's voice, "Can you do this in such a short time?"

Fu Heisher crossed the hallway, and the two people sitting opposite each other in the living room turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

The smell of the food comes from the full amount of food on the table. Infected by the fragrant and soft smell, the room seems to have become another strange look.

Fu Heisher walked over, and besides Jia Ruozi, another small red-haired boy sat awkwardly, and immediately wanted to get up when he saw him.

Emiya Shiro didn't know how things turned out like this.

This was something that had nothing to do with him, but Rin Tohsaka contacted him suddenly, saying that he accidentally locked himself in when he opened the ancestral Zellich treasure chest.

This is the first time that Tohsaka Rin has lost the chain after entering the clock tower.

As soon as it fell, it fell violently.

【That's why Shirou is entrusted with the commission of the clock tower. ] Rin's voice was a little distorted on the phone, she seemed to be gnashing her teeth at the status quo, 【I told you before, right, this commission I accepted. 】

Emiya Shiro asked a rare question: "Can't it be canceled? Even if I know the general job content, I can easily make mistakes. Is this a big deal?"

【Who do you think your current body is made by?】 She said in a low voice, 【Okay, Sakura and I have an appointment to meet later, now we have to find a way to get out as soon as possible, so it's settled . 】

Then he lost contact with Tohsaka Rin, and found the letter from the clock tower to Rin at Tohsaka's house.

Emiya Shiro has one head and two big ones.

Even though he knew a little more about magicians during the last Holy Grail War than before, he still belongs to the fringes of the magic industry.

The Clock Tower pointed out in the letter: [After the last "observation", the Clock Tower will adjust the imaginary number space, please keep this point secret from the "observed" personnel. 】

……

This is no longer the level of secrecy to the "observed" personnel, and he, a temporary agent dispatcher, is completely ignorant of it!

It was under such a premise that Emiya Shiro decided to arrive at the work site early, at least he couldn't be unable to contact people when the work officially started.

With this thought in mind, he rang the doorbell and successfully met Jia Ruozi.

But at that moment, he regretted it.

Shirou Emiya, you shouldn't have arrived early.

The state of the house is very similar to Matou Sakura's lack of magic power before... This is a fact that can be seen with the naked eye.

It is an unstable state in which the magician's magic circuit is dry and needs a lot of body/fluid exchange to stabilize slightly.

But I don't know who the target of his magic repair is, and there seems to be no sign of getting better.

Emiya Shirou didn't dare to look at the glass at all, he just followed him into the door, and when he was in the living room, the housekeeper turned around suddenly.

Shirou was still thinking about messy things and almost bumped into his back. After taking a small step back, he saw a young man who was taller than him looking at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Would you like something to drink? Tea or coffee?"

He replied, "Tea...tea?"

Nitro nodded: "I want coffee, it's available in the kitchen, please."

"Eh...?" Shirou was a little taken aback.

Jia Ruyanzi ignored his blankness, left only this sentence and went to the bedroom.

After Emiya Shiro bravely brought the tea and coffee to the table in the living room, Yaruichi changed his clothes and came out.

He was still wearing clothes that were one size bigger. He sat down and held the coffee cup, staring at the fragrant grease on it in a daze.

In a somewhat awkward atmosphere, Nitro suddenly asked, "Are you hungry, Wei Gong-kun?"

Emiya Shirou instantly understood what he meant from his previous experience.

"Just call me Shirou..." He scratched his head, "If there are ingredients in the refrigerator... can I use them?"

"Please."

Then things developed into what they are now.

The moment Emiya Shirou saw the man entering the door, he understood who owned the clothes that were always one size larger than Iemiya's body.

The man didn't mean to say hello after he walked into the living room, he put the big bag on the table, and sat next to Jia Ruzi very naturally.

"that……"

When Emiya Shirou was about to introduce himself, Iyuri Shoko suddenly turned her body, grabbed the man's coat with one hand, and dragged him to her side.

The man thought that he had something to say, so he bent over, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Jia Ruozi didn't say a word, just arched his nose into his neck and took a sniff.

The man clicked his tongue.

Seeing that Nitzi was about to bite his neck like a threat, he simply picked him up and put him on his cross-legged lap, and held the person who had somehow become a little uncomfortable from behind, and moved his bowl and chopsticks over: "Yes, Got into a fight with someone, eat quickly, don't be stupid."

"This is the dispatcher for the next "observation", Shirou Emiya. "Gitro said.

The man laughed and looked at him: "Is this a cook for you?"

After laughing, the man nodded to him: "Fuheshier." He introduced himself.

Emiya Shiro...

Emiya Shiro felt that he should not be here.

Although I may be wrong in my judgment, from the current point of view, this man seems to be an ordinary person without magic circuits at all.

In other words, no matter what, there is no way to get magic supplements if you enter the glass.

Should we tell the other party about this kind of thing, Emiya Shirou was tangled.

This should be regarded as lunch, Fu Heshier did not comment on the taste, for him, there is no difference between exquisite dishes and 100 yen rice balls.

But it is indeed a pleasure to eat at home, especially compared with the light meal in the morning.

After eating and drinking enough, this unconscious conjurer directly used Shier as a sofa cushion. He finally recovered from his strange state and winked at Emiya Shirou.

"I'm sorry, Emiya-kun." He said, "But you probably understand my situation, although it would be a little rude, may I ask, before the next "observation", can you accept my employment? "

"It's okay..."

Emiya Shirou stared at the empty bowl in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and told Jiarui Glass about the matter of replenishing the demon.

In addition to absorbing magic power through body/fluid exchange, a large amount of food can indeed replenish a small amount, but the effect is minimal.

To give an inappropriate example, comparing the two, if the former is like a beach, the latter is like fine sand slowly sloshing down from an hourglass.

Therefore, after breakfast, just a phone call at home began to be influenced by instinct again.

"So that's how it is." Glass just said this, and then asked back, "So we made an appointment like this, right, Wei Gong-kun?"

"Ah, yes...?"

"Is it convenient for Wei Gong-kun to move in? There is still a room at home. I will be hungry very quickly recently, and I may trouble you in the past ten days." He said, "Because the food Shier bought is really unpalatable. .”

"..."

Emiya Shirou quietly inquired about Fuheshier's expression, and found that the two of them looked indifferent.

They didn't even change their posture, and they didn't feel that there was anything to hide from. They just looked at themselves with stressful eyes and waited for an answer.

"..." Emiya Shirou hesitated, but nodded in agreement.

"Then, while I'm still awake, please start another business."

Naruto smiled at him, and said politely: "Weigong-kun doesn't look like the person who will be designated as a "dispatcher". With all due respect, you look younger than the last magician. Quite a few. "

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes."

Shirou sneered twice, thinking to himself that this should not be considered a mess up.

The magician of the Clock Tower seems to have defaulted to many rules internally. The letter sent to Tohsaka Rin did not contain any details about the rules, and Rin did not tell him additional precautions.

That being the case, Emiya Shiro intends to complete the work according to the steps in the letter, and the other information is not so much disclosed...

In fact, he doesn't know either!

"The imaginary number space determined by the next "observation" is located in Guanbuzi City. Emiya Shiro said, "It is based on the content derived from the previous incident in the Wutiao Building. The specific requirements can be understood after entering the imaginary number space..."

He recited the contents of the letter, and he was relieved after confirming that there were no omissions or beyond the range that could be announced: "That's what the clock tower said."

For the vague "observation", Jiarui Nitzi didn't express any opinion, but when he heard Guanbuzi City, the hand placed next to Fu Heisher's leg trembled slightly.

It seems that he hasn't been back for a long time. He seems to have heard the name of Wutiao Building somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while.

This thought lasted for a long time, and when Glass came back to his senses, he was still nestled in Fu Heisher's arms, the table had been cleaned, and Emiya Shirou was nowhere to be seen.

Fu Hesher was watching TV.

Jia Ruozi raised his head, and his head just rested on the neck of the person behind him. He looked at the man's chin and asked, "Where is Mr. Wei Gong?"

"Pack up your things and go." Shir casually gave Emiya Shirou a reason, and his eyes stopped on the horse racing channel, "He said he would be back in the afternoon."

"Is the clock tower intentional? This person is so easy to understand, even easier to understand than the previous El-Melloi II."

"I don't know, but..." Shier suddenly remembered something, "Are you planning to replenish your magic power only by eating?"

Naruto nodded: "If it's not that I can't think, I don't need to add at all. If I really want to investigate information, it will be before the start of the "observation". I don't want to "see" so much. "

The live broadcast of the horse race was coming to an end, perhaps because of the last lap, the scene was a bit noisy, and it was also noisy when it was recorded on TV.

"Are you asking me this question because you think I will find a magician to replenish my magic?" Nitro suddenly sat up and turned around, "For example, Wei Gong-kun, who seems to be easy to deceive?"

Fu Heisher turned his head and continued to wait for the results on the TV.

"No." Jia Ruozi leaned forward and kissed the scar on the corner of his mouth with a tone as if coaxing a child, "I don't have such a crazy bet with Mr. Wei Gong. If we owe a favor, it will be very troublesome afterwards."

Not only that, but the dark horse that attracted people's attention failed to win the championship in the end, and the ranking was quite bad.

To make matters worse, it was a number that Fuhesher was very optimistic about.

"Do you want to eat again?" Shi'er lowered his head and asked him.

"Not for the time being." Jia Ruozi yawned, "Do you need me to heal the marks on your body?"

"Need not."

In this posture, Fu Heisher pressed his waist with one hand, dragged his thigh with the other hand to pick him up, Nitzi rested his chin on his shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes because of sleepiness.

The softness of the mattress in the bedroom magnified the drowsiness, even so he pressed the heat source into the bed forcefully, half-pressing it and not letting go.

"Call me after dinner tonight." Jia Ruozi said in a daze.

He fell asleep quickly.

When the night wind blows through the limbs, and the dark night sky floods the senses, Jia Ruozi finds himself on top of a tall building.

He floats in the air.

Jia Ruozi immediately realized that he had entered a dream again. He took a deep breath first, and found that his thinking in the dream became clearer.

Thinking of this, Nitro began to look around. The surrounding area was empty, and the only light source came from the roof about ten meters away from him. Nitro lowered his head and looked over.

When Fu Heisher's expressionless face appeared in the field of vision, Nitro suddenly remembered——

This is actually what he "saw" when he awakened the magic eye.