Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Musashi shook his head, seemingly disapproving of the name Shirou Emiya called him.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Mr. Musashi."

Emiya Shirou helplessly responded to her.

"Scream again!"

Miyamoto Musashi seemed to enjoy being called teacher, especially Emiya Shirou, whose expression was almost overflowing with excitement.

"Ms. Musashi."

"Scream again!!"

"Musashi-sensei!"

"Scream again!!!"

"There's no need to call so many times."

Emiya Shirou was very ashamed. He now discovered that Miyamoto Musashi seemed to like hearing praises from others.

He didn't mind calling Musashi his teacher. If anything, his current swordsmanship incorporated many of Niten's top-notch techniques.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi is the only swordsman he has used to use the two-sword style so far. It has obviously inspired him more than those one-sword style players. The sword style is also approaching Miyamoto Musashi's two-sword style.

"No! You have no right to call me teacher! You are stealing lessons!"

As if he suddenly remembered something, Miyamoto Musashi's excited expression immediately disappeared, and he looked at Emiya Shirou with an uncomfortable expression.

"How can we call it stealing lessons in swordsmanship? That's called talent."

"What do you call talent? What do you call cheating! How can you have such a convenient ability!"

My heart bleeds when I think of all the sword skills I have mastered through fighting life and death, but having them all taken away by Emiya Shirou with a single projection.

When I thought about Shirou Emiya being able to easily acquire the skills of other great swordsmen and observe their swordsmanship, my heart ached even more.

I'm so envious!

"No matter how you say it, I can't be considered cheating, because I paid for it——"

Emiya Shirou thought for a moment and said something that Miyamoto Musashi had no way to refute.

"When did you pay-ugh!"

"That's not a reward, you gave it to me!"

Miyamoto Musashi still plans to struggle.

"I originally gave it to you, but you said so before, now it's just a reward! Otherwise, will you pay me back?"

"Impossible! Grandpa, don't even think about taking away my treasure!"

Miyamoto Musashi backed away with a protective look on his face, even though he didn't have those swords with him at all.

"The new one——"

Before Shirou Emiya finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi quickly came up to him, put his hand on his shoulder, and pressed his face closely against him.

"Actually, I don't really care about the sword skills you learned secretly, grandpa - well, you learned sword skills from me. It's just that my sword skills have been improving. Grandpa, the reward you gave me is not enough!"

Miyamoto Musashi's arm-in-arms and scheming look on his face made Shirou Emiya not even know where to start complaining.

"The scrap sword forged from now on will be given to you!"

With that said, Emiya Shirou broke away from Miyamoto Musashi's restraints and walked forward quickly. If he didn't move, he felt like he would be dragged on the street for several hours.

"Why is this like this! Grandpa! Just wait for me! Can't you do it if I personally teach you how to use Ertian Yiyi for free? Don't give me a useless sword!"

Saying that, Miyamoto Musashi chased after him with a sad look on his face.

"After you use grandpa's sword once, you can never go back."

"So what you said must be so weird?" Emiya Shirou complained accurately.

"Really? You must have a problem with your thinking. Once you are used to using good swords, those swords that are not as good as those you feel are not so smooth. Now, the sword forged by you, grandpa, is the best to use!"

Although Miyamoto Musashi was praising himself, Emiya Shirou was not happy at all for some reason.

"I feel like I'm being paid for nothing."

"That must be your illusion, grandpa!"

Miyamoto Musashi nodded in affirmation. How could she, a person who loves labor so much, do such an unqualified thing for free? I didn’t see her looking for a job not long after arriving in Fuyuki City.

"I always feel like I was taken there by you without realizing it, but I happened to be passing by the market. Let's buy something to eat tonight."

I originally thought that I would finish the formalities in the morning and go back to eat at noon, but I didn't expect that I would stay in the dojo until the afternoon.

During this period, Emiya Shirou was coaxed by them to have an exhibition match with Miyamoto Musashi.

As for the result of the game, it ended with Emiya Shirou's defeat.

Without the ability to use projection magic, without special weapons, and simply competing in sword skills, Emiya Shirou would naturally be inferior to Miyamoto Musashi.

But the excitement in it made the entire dojo stunned.

The dazzling offensive and defensive battles between the two sides, the battle between dragons and tigers that could determine the outcome in an instant, made everyone present feel excited.

Those who greeted Emiya Shirou earlier were so surprised that their mouths could fit an egg in when they saw Emiya Shirou's current swordsmanship.

Is that the level of swordsmanship a person of this age should have?

The sword master once said - another contemporary sword master.

Kendo is about to rise!

You can see Mizu Ayako's excited heart and trembling hands.

Even if you are so strong in archery, when did your swordsmanship become so strong?

With this order, Meisui Ayako forgot what the purpose of her visit was and started to devote herself directly to training.

"Wine! Wine! Wine! Wine!"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was standing next to Emiya Shirou, suddenly had a golden light in his eyes and instantly locked onto the location of the drinks on the street.

"clatter--!"

Emiya Shirou hit Miyamoto Musashi directly on the head with a sword.

"I still have it at home. Besides, don't drink every day!"

"People cannot live without wine. Without wine, life will wither!"

"Where did you get this fallacy from?"

"There are clouds in "The Book of Five Wheels"!"

"There's nothing about wine in the Book of Five Wheels, okay?"

"The Book of Five Wheels written by me is my decision!"

With a smile on his face, Miyamoto Musashi and Emiya Shirou exchanged words on the street.

The noise, it seems, will go on forever.

Chapter 924 Joan of Arc: This is it? Is it my turn?

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

When the sun rises in the sky and illuminates the earth, the sweet chirping of birds also echoes under the clouds, announcing the beginning of a beautiful morning.

"Fuji-nee!! Musashi!!"

Listening to Emiya Shirou's somewhat annoyed voice, it seemed that this morning was not so good.

"Ah!? What's wrong?"

In a daze, Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taiga began to wake up little by little and opened their eyes.

What caught their eyes was the very familiar ceiling of the living room.

"Why are we sleeping here?"

Fujimura Taiga made a soul-like inquiry.

"Sister Teng, you still have the nerve to say that you drank so late yesterday, and you obviously have to go to work today!"

Yesterday, the two of them did not stop them. When they were studying hard under the guidance of Sakura and Jeanne, the two of them had already emptied the refrigerator.

Although Sakura and Jeanne teach together, in reality it is Sakura who teaches two people by herself, and Jeanne sometimes listens to Sakura's explanation of the content of the book very seriously.

"And you! Musashi! Don't laugh! Do you want to be late for work on your first day? Yesterday you even said with a smile that you became a teacher. Did you do this as a teacher?"

"I know!" Fujimura Dahe lowered his head.

"I will reflect on it!" Miyamoto Musashi shed tears of regret.

"From now on, you can only drink on rest days and not on any other time! Jeanne and Sakura must take good care of them when I'm not around."

"Indeed, always doing this will add a lot of burden to us."

Sakura also nodded. She was too immersed in studying yesterday and forgot to take care of these two people. She will pay more attention to them in the future.

"Hey! Why is this happening!"

Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taiga pouted together, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Without wine, it feels like life is coming to an end.

"We need to reflect carefully. We wouldn't say anything while having a drink normally. Don't you know how tired we were when we were cleaning up the mess last night?"

Emiya Shirou glanced at the two of them. He didn't like them at all. Life would be too chaotic if they always lived like this. By then, Emiya's house would become a garbage dump.

"Sister Fuji, let's not ride the electric bike to school today. Let's walk there with Sakura."

"Musashi, you too. On your first day at the dojo, remember to pay attention to the rules there. I don't want to hear people from the dojo come over and say you did something weird."

"Okay!"*2

Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taiga weakly responded to Emiya Shirou, then stood up from the ground and headed towards the toilet.

"Grandpa is really like an old lady!"

Miyamoto Musashi yawned, complained aloud, and then turned towards Emiya Shirou who had gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Then he saw Emiya Shirou staring at him with extremely terrifying eyes, commonly known as the death stare.

"I'll wash up right now!"

Only a swish sound could be heard, and Miyamoto Musashi disappeared from the spot.

"It's really worrying!"

Seeing Sister Fuji and Musashi acting recklessly, Emiya Shirou on the stove couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Well, it's quite lively at home like this."

Sakura beside her was taking out the dishes for the morning and smiling softly, seeming to like this day very much.

"The main thing is that the workload has been greatly increased. Joan of Arc, I leave the living room tidying up to you!"

Emiya Shirou sighed, and then spoke to Jeanne who had just finished washing and opened the door and walked into the living room.

"Leave it to me!"

Joan of Arc nodded solemnly, and then began to neatly organize the bedding on the ground.

"Oh, yes, I suddenly remembered that Tohsaka has something to do recently, so she won't come to stay at night." Shirou Emiya seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and spoke to Sakura beside him.

"Eh? No wonder I haven't come over for dinner in the past two days. However, my sister and I are obviously closer. Why is it the senior who told me about my sister?"

As he spoke, the kitchen knife in Sakura's hand, which was chopping vegetables, glowed with a dazzling silver light.

"It must be a matter of magic. There were abnormal magic fluctuations at Fuyuki Bridge that night. As the manager of Fuyuki City's ley lines, Tohsaka Rin should have been dealing with this matter."

Joan of Arc, who was arranging the bedding on the side, expressed her guess.

Now that Fujimura Dahe is not here, there is nothing to worry about.

"Is this the night you said you were going to deal with things, senior?"

"Anyway, we encountered many unexpected situations." Emiya Shirou smiled bitterly.

"Senior always likes to carry everything alone like this. Obviously we can share some things with you." Sakura complained bitterly while cutting vegetables.