Life As Aozaki Orange

However, she did notice... There are some subtle changes in Mordred now.

"Hahaha... how dare you say that!"

Cangqi Chengzi looked at Xiao Mo's aggressive appearance, and couldn't help but smile happily: "You can't beat me at all, but, for the time being, I still... admire your will to protect 'father'."

The atmosphere in the living room relaxed a bit.

Through the brief conversation just now, people noticed one thing... that is, the relationship between Mordred and King Arthur is not as bad as people expected.

Therefore, the hearts of everyone present are tense...the nerves of the battle are much more relaxed.

"Your Highness Mordred... Didn't you prepare a gift for King Arthur?"

At this moment, Reinice said with a smirk: "It's not yet dawn... I ran to the store early to line up, and I finally bought... a limited edition mousse cake."

She was like a little devil, staring at Mordred playfully, admiring the twisted expression of the rebellious knight, although her move meant to promote the topic.

However, there is also a heart to appreciate Mordred's panic.

"Ah... I did buy it~"

Mordred turned his face away, stood up and walked towards the refrigerator, muttering in a low voice: "However, I didn't squat at the door of the store before dawn, obviously... I made a reservation in advance."

She opened the refrigerator and took out the cake, carefully brought it to the table and put it down.

"Father... this is the cake I bought, you can try it if you don't mind."

"Sir Mordred, you have a heart."

Artoria unwrapped the cake, stared at the limited edition mousse cake, glanced at Grey who was aside, and then saw Grey pull the cloak shyly.

Such a move seemed to indicate... that Mordred bought the cake was Grey's idea.

"Come and try it...it's a limited edition after all."

Aozaki Chengzi looked around with a smile, picked up the knife for cutting the cake, cut a piece of cake and handed it to Mordred on the opposite side, and said with a smile:

"Since you bought it... then it's up to you, Mo Zai, to decide who to send it to."

"Ah good."

Mordred took the cake, looked at Arturia naturally, and handed it out after a little hesitation: "Father... king, this cake is for you."

Her voice was a little nervous, but it also revealed anticipation.

"...Thank you, Sir Mordred~"

Arturia hesitated for a moment, but the tempting aroma from the cake quickly broke the hesitation. She raised her hand to accept the cake, and impatiently forked a piece of cake into her mouth.

I don't know if it is an illusion.

In the air...a layer of invisible barrier seemed to have melted a lot, and everyone present felt that they could touch it with confidence, as if...those grievances in their hearts had disappeared.

"Here... this one is for Grey~"

Cang Qi Chengzi smiled gently, continued to cut the cake, and handed it to Grey, who was sitting quietly, but she did not continue to ask Xiao Mo to share the cake.

Or in other words, with some other purpose from the beginning

...

...

Hokuhara Gakuen High School.

At this time...students are basically in the classroom.

However, there is one exception.

Matou Shinji stood on the edge of the roof, outside the railing, the wind blowing on her face stirred her blue hair, slightly blowing the folds of the pleated skirt.

She is as light as a feather, and will fall when the breeze blows.

"What a nightmare~"

She looked up at the sun, whispering a little tiredly.

But at this moment, the roof door suddenly opened, Emiya Shirou rushed in, looked at Shen Er nervously, and shouted anxiously:

"Shinji... you have to calm down!"

Chapter 441: Shirou Confession

"……do not come!"

Matou Shinji glared at Shirou, his gaze revealing a stern look, with a daunting sense of oppression, making one feel as if a sharp knife was being held around his neck.

Emiya Shirou stopped anxiously, not daring to take another step forward.

The Shen Er he saw...had a vague sense of alienation, as if he might dissipate in the wind at any time, disappearing invisible like a wisp of smoke.

This... made him feel fear.

In fact, he knew... Although no one has ever said it clearly, regarding Shen Er's broken sword, he can only survive as a woman.

This matter...he is actually very clear.

"Shinji, it's too dangerous to stand there."

He stood not far away to advise, and was always ready to save Shen Er who might fall from the building at any critical moment. Now, he has such strength.

"Dangerous... This height is nothing more than a magician."

A little pride appeared on Matou Shinji's pretty face, and his bare hands lightly brushed his hair beside his ears: "As long as you use magic... Even if you jump from a tall building, you can be safe."

As she spoke, her smile suddenly became cold again.

"However, if the person concerned does not want to survive, there is no point in having magic."

Now, she can actually proudly declare that she is a pure magician. Although the 'sword' has been broken, she has also gained a benefit.

That is... a feminine body has a good magic circuit.

And this means that she already has the qualifications of a magician, but this does not mean... This is the magician's life she expected.

The price is too huge, it's really... Some people can't be happy.

"Death...is just a momentary impulse. Compared with escaping, perhaps there are more solutions to the problem."

Emiya Shirou said, and walked forward quietly. Then, Matou Shinji cast a sharp gaze, stared at Shirou, and said lightly:

"Don't come here, this sentence... I don't want to repeat it."

"Sorry, accidentally... I walked forward."

Feeling helpless, Emiya Shirou took a step back with a wry smile, he didn't want to irritate Shenji, otherwise, the future will undergo a huge change, and he will really regret it.

"..."

Matou Shinji sighed slightly, and glanced at Emiya Shirou, she naturally understood Shirou's thoughts, in fact, it was easy for her to see the admiration for those young people at a glance.

However, she didn't intend to poke it, she just cast her eyes into the distance and said coldly.

"Shirou, I had a dream last night, it was a good or bad dream."

"..."

Emiya Shirou understood something, and said, "Dreams... don't represent anything."

He knew what Shen Er had dreamed last night. It was a memory about the future of Shen Er, and it was also a memory that foreshadowed the future.

However, he has no intention of accepting that future.

At least, the future of Shinji's death won't accept it.

"In the dream, I finally died!"

Shinji Matou glared at Shirou angrily and dissatisfied: "It's unbelievable that I died suddenly after working overtime!"

"..."

Emiya Shirou was silent for a short time, and then said seriously: "Some time ago, I realized one thing. Human beings have limits, and everything must be done according to one's ability."

"...It really doesn't sound like something you can say."

Matou Shinji smiled, and then frowned again, "Speaking of which, in the dream... there is another interesting thing, Shirou and I are actually husband and wife, and they seem to be quite loving."

Her expression was distressed, self-loathing.

"Shirou, you must feel disgusted, right? We are clearly friends, but we have such absurd dreams."

"No, I like it very much!"

Emiya Shirou immediately replied: "Actually, I often dream about Shinji, if it's ridiculous...that's because I'm ridiculous."

"Oh... do you often dream about it?"

Matou Shinji tilted his head slightly, and asked in a calm voice: "Then did you use me as a sexual fantasy object, or, did you use my photo to cast spells?"

She asked nonchalantly, not caring about the sensitivity of the topic.

Shirou Emiya fell into silence, not knowing how to answer this question. The key to this question is not whether he really regards Shinji as the object of his illusion.

Rather, the answer is wrong no matter what.

"Shinji...can I change the question?"

After hesitating for a moment, he chose to change the subject.

Matou Shinji stared at Shirou, and immediately smiled charmingly, brushing the hair beside her ear lightly with her bare hand, and then, she raised her hand to lightly press the hem of the skirt, preventing the wind from blowing up the corner of the skirt and letting it go away.

"Then... Shirou's liking, how much do you like it?"

She inadvertently asked another question.

And at this time.

Emiya Shirou suddenly realized that the next answer...may determine his future, and if he can't give the correct answer, he may regret his whole life.

"Actually... I like Shinji!"

He stared into Shinji's sapphire-like eyes, and said what he had been hiding in his heart.

Hearing this, there was no surprise on Matou Shinji's pretty face, she looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the floating clouds in the blue sky, and asked after a moment of silence.

"when?"

"I don't know~" Emiya Shirou shook his head, "I don't know exactly when it started, I just know...it was a long time ago."

"A long time ago?" Matou Shinji expressed surprise: "Could it be, Shirou, did you want to fencing with me a long time ago?"

"...not the kind you thought of!"

Emiya Shiro quickly explained.

"Something understands."

Matou Shen'er's expression turned cold: "No wonder... you bastards, just watched my sword being broken, and you all joined forces to play me!"

"..."

Emiya Shiro was silent.

He can't say with a clear conscience that he doesn't expect Shen Er to break the sword, but the self who came back from the future, and the Shen Er who came back from the future, undoubtedly hope that Shen Er's sword will be broken.

They said they played her together, but there was nothing wrong with that.

"Actually... I can try to ask Master Chengzi, even if I can't... If you add Kiritsugu, then surely, Master Chengzi... will help you recast the broken sword."

He looked up at Shen Er not far away, and said so seriously.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji glanced at Shirou, and said, "Then... from now on, we can only stop at being friends, and there will be no further development."

"It's okay, I will...make Shinji like me!"

Emiya Shirou showed a sunny smile: "Pursue an upright pursuit, respect Shen Er's choice, if Shen Er is always unwilling."

He scratched his cheek and said jokingly.

"Then I can also ask Master Orange to give me a soul gem that can transform."

"... As for achieving this level?"

Matou Shinji questioned like this: "Why... why did you do this to such an extent, could it be that you are actually an idiot?"

"Probably...maybe."