A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 1218 Silver-haired Girl

"Ah? What are you doing? You can't stand up during class time. Come on, class is about to start. Please sit down."

Sister Teng stood in front of the desk as usual, seeming to have forgotten the memory between rushing into the classroom and standing up.

"Hey, Tiger doesn't seem to remember."

"Luckily, we have been very lucky since morning."

"No, does this count as luck?"

The students returned to their seats noisily.

"Hey. Who just thought the teacher was a fool?"

"No, no. Teacher, you are too worried."

"That's it, that's good. Then the instructor's time is about to begin this morning. Everyone, please listen carefully."

Sister Teng started tutoring time leisurely.

Some notifications were mixed with small talk, so nothing was notified at all.

"That's it, everyone must abide by the school dismissal time. The threshold is six o'clock, and people with clubs cannot stay too long."

"Huh? Isn't it right there at six o'clock? Teacher Dahe, can the sports club not

limit? "

"No. And Goto-kun, if you tell the teacher, Mr. Fujimura, I will be angry if you call your name next time, right?"

"Okay - I'll pay attention to it later."

Goto sat back down as if he wasn't paying attention at all.

It's so tender.

Sister Teng is someone who gets angry when she gets angry. It doesn’t matter whether the other party is a student or a teacher.

It was an ultimatum that was so close to being truly angry that Goto didn't even notice it.

"That's it for today's tutor time. See you all in the third period of English class──!"

Sister Teng waved and left.

The tutor of Class C in 2nd year is Taiga Fujimura.

Nickname is Tiger.

Even though it was a nickname that would make her angry, it was true so there was nothing we could do about it.

Although she is a girl but she is named Taiga, Fuji-san is very popular among people. But Sister Teng herself hates the nickname Tiger.

Sister Teng said it didn't sound like a girl's nickname.

But I am a person with that kind of personality, so of course I have to make it up to myself if my nickname doesn't sound like a girl's.

"Class begins. Students on duty, give orders."

Just like that, the teacher of the first period and Sister Teng came in staggeredly.

Because Sister Fuji always uses her tutor's time until the last minute, the mornings of their class have always been like this.

Then, the usual day of classes ended.

There are students who are rushing to go to the club, students who are going home immediately, students who have nothing to do and stay in the classroom, all kinds of them.

Speaking of himself, Emiya Shirou falls into none of the three categories.

"Excuse me, are you free Emiya? I want to continue what I did this morning. Do you have time today?"

"No, if there is a plan, there is one."

He wasn't going to play either.

Originally, the main reason for quitting the Kyudo Club was to work part-time.

After my father passed away, I wanted to at least pay for my own living expenses, so I started working. It has been five years.

After doing so much work, there were also some offers of help that I couldn’t refuse.

Especially today.

The wholesaler of the tavern, the boss said that the more men the better, so I hope to pass.

However, it is true that this is not a job that he must do. It was just a simple matter of gathering acquaintances together after work and wanting to have some fun.

But since it’s time after the ocean, it seems like it’s not too late to go after finishing this morning’s work.

In short, Emiya Shirou has such a character that he will not refuse other people's requests.

"Change of plans. Let's continue what we did this morning and leave it to me. We need to finish repairing the equipment before the exam."

"Saved. Let's go see what's wrong with the art club's equipment."

"Okay. By the way, be sure to drive people away. I can't concentrate on my work when people are looking at me."

"Of course. I won't let others disturb me."

Emiya Shirou followed Issei who walked quickly to the corridor, quickened his pace and left the classroom.

It was completely dark when we left the school building.

The school door is closed.

The time was seven o'clock, and although it was completely over the threshold, I didn't get scolded at all because of the 10% mediation.

"Oh, I really got saved today. I will definitely repay you. If you have anything to say, don't hesitate to ask."

"That's right, I'll tell you if something happens. But I don't think it's anything special."

It’s not like I’m helping out because I want something in return, and I’m not asking for anything to do with anything. Emiya Shirou thought so.

"Really, people who are too good should reflect on themselves. Although Emiya is saved, I can't bear to let others do whatever they want. Helping others is a good thing, but shouldn't you choose the person you want? Emiya's situation, He doesn’t refuse anyone who comes.”

"? Am I so picky?"

"Yeah. This is just being taken advantage of by idiots unintentionally. Emiya is also very busy, so it's okay to refuse other people's requests occasionally."

"────"

Although it's not clear yet, Issei seems to be worried about himself.

He had been often told since middle school that Emiya would never refuse someone else's favor, and that he was really helpful without asking for anything in return.

Yi Cheng thinks this is not good.

However, he did it voluntarily, and would simply refuse anything he felt he couldn't do, so there was no problem.

"Don't worry Issei. I know myself best. And helping others is a good deed. It's not something that the son of the temple should blame."

"But, Emiya has gone too far and will collapse if this continues."

"I accept the advice. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Yeah. See you tomorrow then."

Yi Cheng walked away with an expression of disapproval.

You have to walk up the mountain from here to get to Liudong Temple, which is home to 100 families. Of course, you will separate here on the way home.

Emiya Shirou was walking on the street at night, looking at the winter starry sky as he walked up the ramp, and he noticed that there was no one around.

It's about half past seven.

It's not unusual to see people walking around everywhere at this time, but there's no human presence outside.

"So, it is indeed..."

Just a few days ago, something happened here in Miyama Town.

Is it a case of robbers who broke into a house and killed someone?

There will be no pedestrians, and the closing time of the school will be changed to six o'clock. Is it also because of that incident?

Gas leaks and robbers? It seems like the area around here has become very dangerous.

It's natural that there will be fewer people walking out at night, right?

It became dangerous for Sakura to go back alone.

Putting aside Sister Fuji, Sakura's home is in a residential area on the other side.

I want to send her back from today───

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For a moment, Emiya Shirou doubted his own eyes.

There was a figure on the slope that I just said was empty.

The man was in the middle of the ramp, looking down at him.

"───────"

Emiya Shirou held his breath unconsciously.

The silver-haired girl smiled happily and walked down the ramp in silence.

On the way there...

"You'll die if you don't call me out soon, big brother."

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She said something strange.

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Climbing up the hillside we arrived at Emiya's house.

The lights at home are on. Sakura and Fuji-san are back, right?

As soon as I entered the living room, I smelled the aroma of delicious rice.

At the dining table were Sakura and Fuji-san who were eating, and the man who didn't know when he would come back.

Tonight's main dish is chicken cooked in cream. Sister Teng, who likes white seasoning the most, seems to be in a good mood.

"Senior, you are back. Sorry, we ate first."

"I'm back. Sorry for being late. I wish I could have come back sooner."

"It's okay, there's still time. Wait a minute, get ready now."

"Yeah, please. I'm going to wash my hands. I want to watch Sister Teng and don't let her eat other people's food."

"Yes, I will watch carefully."

Emiya Shirou returned to his room.

Although it was a mundane room compared to the warehouse, he had no interest in it, so it was still decorated.

Although most of them are items of unknown purpose placed randomly by Sister Teng.

After washing my hands and changing my clothes, when I returned to the restaurant, dinner was ready on the table.

"I'm gonna start now."

"Yes, as long as it suits your taste."

Sakura is very humble.

Sakura's cooking skills improved dramatically within this year.

The current situation is that Western style and Chinese cuisine cannot win her at all, and the Japanese style still has some methods.

Although I am happy that my students have made progress, I always feel lonely as a master who is surpassed by his disciples.

"────Mmm."

It's really great.

Chicken will become tougher as it cooks. So even though it is troublesome, it is necessary to grill the surface just right before cooking to make a juicy finished product without losing the deliciousness.

The mastery of this part is a wonderful professional skill that the clumsy Fuji-san would never be able to do.

"How's it going, senior? Well, I think it tasted delicious today."

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"There are no flaws. The white sauce is also perfect. I am no longer Sakura's rival for Western-style cuisine.

"Yeah, ever since Sakura started cooking, dishes related to meat have become more delicious."

At this time, Sister Teng, who had been concentrating on eating before, raised her head.

"Ah. No, Shirou. Students can't come back so late."

Fuji-san was originally in a good mood because of Sakura's dinner, but she seemed to become unhappy when she saw him.

"Really, you are helping others again, right? Although that is a good thing, you should come back early at this time. Didn't my mentor say that it is very dangerous recently? I was telling Shirou that."

"I'm telling you. You don't have to spend special time with the tutor. Just say no at home?"

"Because you won't listen if you tell me here. Speaking it at school is more effective for Shirou."

"Teacher, I think that is an abuse of power, no distinction between public and private matters, right?"

"No, it won't work for Shirou if you don't do this. I'm usually at a disadvantage when I'm helping others. It's okay to just go home and relax for a while, idiot!"

"Hey. What do you mean by idiot? It doesn't matter. If you do a favor for others, you won't suffer any loss if you can help that person."

"Oh, you look so much like Kiritsugu. Shirou, your sister will be worried!"

Why are you worried? Sister Teng ate her meal energetically.

"Um, Mr. Fujimura. What you just said, has senior been like this before?"

"Yeah, it's been like that since before. It's like he would help someone when they were in trouble. But it's not like he's nosy, Shirou is just precocious."

Hehehehe, Sister Teng smiled dangerously.

"Sister Fuji, I will get angry if you say unnecessary things. Sakura, don't ask boring questions."

Emiya Shirou stared at the two of them helplessly.

Although Sister Teng accepted it with a click, but...

"Teacher Fujimura, please continue."

Sakura asked seriously.

"Then I'll tell you. Well, Shirou has the personality of not being able to ignore people who are in trouble. He is the kind of person who helps the weak to fight against the strong. In his childhood essay, he wrote, 'My dream is to be a partner of justice!'"

"────"

You're talking about the past again, Fuji-san!

Emiya Shirou, who feels like all his negative information has been dug out, looks like he has lost all hope in life.

But it's all true so he can't interrupt, and being a partner of justice is his unchangeable goal even now.

"Wow. Seniors when we were young were really amazing, right, seniors." Sakura laughed teasingly.

"Yeah, he was amazing - he would always save girls who were bullied by older boys, and because Kiritsugu was lazy, he also worked hard to learn household chores."

Fuji-san and Sakura sang the same tune.

"Ah-ah, you were so cute and innocent back then, how could you become such a weird kid?"

"Because I have Fuji-nee here. I have to take care of a bad kid and there are many things to consider. If you don't want to give up, just cook for yourself!" Emiya Shirou finally couldn't help it and retorted.

"──────What?"

Fuji-nee was shocked.

I thought she would just bow her head and reflect on herself.

But she stretched out her hand again and asked for more rice for the third time.

"Wow, sister is so sad. Sakura, another bowl!"

After dinner and resting for a while, the clock hit nine o'clock.

"Okay, let's do something! There's still time before the evening exercise. Now──forget it, let's rest for the evening exercise?"

"The bath water is ready. Just send Sakura home and ask Fuji-nee to do it."

After deciding what to do next, Emiya Shirou took action.

First, wake up Fuji-nee who was sleeping in the living room, thank Sakura for dinner, watch the two go home, take a bath

Restoration──

And that's how the day ended.

Before midnight, Shirou Emiya had to do magic training, which was already a daily course.

"Huh..."

He sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing.

Let his mind be as blank as possible.

Strip off contact with the outside world, and turn all his consciousness inward.

"────Synchronize, start!"

As if it was a self-suggestion, Shirou Emiya recited the spell he was used to saying

No, it was really just a self-suggestion.

For him, who had no magic seals and no knowledge of magic, the spell was just something to change himself.

Originally, there were no nerves in the human body that circulated magic power.

And to create pseudo-nerves and temporarily change, one must have the concentration to control one's body and all nerves.

Magic is a battle with oneself.

For example, at this moment, it was as if a red-hot iron rod was pierced into his spine.

That iron rod was the only magic circuit he could prepare.

When this circuit was connected to the deep of the body and other nerves, he could use magic.

This was not a metaphor.

In fact, there was something like a fire chopstick that could not be seen or felt on Shirou Emiya's spine, and it was slowly being inserted.

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