I will finally be a partner in justice

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ps: Let me make a statement. This book tries to keep the original character as much as possible, and achieves a happyend ending without whitewashing anyone.

Probably it is to gradually push the serious four battles of the bloody heavy industry to the happy magic and then to FGO.

Of course, I will write about FGO Five.

So, please feel free to follow up.^_^~!

Chapter 12 Karma

Kozakura is gone.

It’s not about heartbreaking, and it’s not about sadness.It's just faint, there is a feeling that something is missing.After all, they have been living together for half a month. To say that they have no feelings at all is a lie.

However, because he has been psychologically prepared for a long time, he can bear it. After a few days, the power of time will be enough to erase this psychological bump.

Besides, my own life is still hanging on the blade of the Holy Grail War. Where is there any spare energy to think about other people's things?

Is he so selfless?What a joke!

All things, survival is paramount, this is the thinking of a normal person!

just--

could not fall asleep!

Shirou, who couldn't fall asleep for the seventeenth time, sat up from the bed again and messed up his hair.

The moonlight outside the window leaked through the thin window screens, sprinkling a light silver pattern on the mattress.

With a frantic face, Shi Lang discovered his abnormality.

It seems that a human-shaped pillow that has been holding for half a month is missing on the bed, and I can't sleep even after tossing and turning.

The most important thing is that once you dream, you can't help but dream that Sakura is dragged into the abyss by endless black insects, and stretches out her hand to herself like holding a straw, "Brother...Brother..."

When he came to the bathroom, Shi Lang washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. Shi Lang slapped himself.

"Snapped!"

"Damn! Wake up, Shiro! Fujimaru Shiro! You are not the original owner, let alone a hero, you are just an ordinary person! She is not yours, don't think about it so much! Go to sleep!"

However, still unable to sleep.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, bathed in the cold and silvery moonlight, Shi Lang felt a headache for himself.

Is it because of this body, or because I really feel bad about it, I can't fall asleep all the time, and the most terrible thing is that my brain has turned out all previous memories.

Shi Lang always had an unforgettable memory in his heart.

That was the day when he was in the second grade of elementary school in his previous life. The Chinese dynasty was not as generally well-off as in 9102, but was in the real economy era where foreigners were the first and officials were second.Shi Lang, who got up early to school with the boys, saw a screaming baby in the garbage when he was passing by the vegetable market.When I came back in the evening, the baby was still there, but stopped.

It is absolutely impossible to say that I feel sad about this. Shirou is not a saint, but just an ordinary person.But if you are indifferent, you won't remember it till now.

And now, he faces a similar scene to that then.The same second grade, similar problems.The difference is that he is no longer the little boy he used to be, but a mature soul in society.

The so-called maturity is supposed to abandon all immature elements and treat everything rationally.

but--

"Please! Don't make me think about this anymore, I don't want to think about it! It's my shit! It's my shit! It's just a little girl who has been together for half a month, I am not her father, hers Life and death are my shit!"

Shi Lang put his head under the quilt, trying hard to sleep.

However, he still can't sleep, close his eyes, and he will think of the problem he has been avoiding.

Sure enough, there is a problem with the brain of this body!

Shirou pushed the responsibility to the brain of the body, and habitually stretched his hand to the side, trying to hold the pillow in his arms, but what he got was a piece of air.

really.

The biggest problem is habit.

...

In the morning, Shirou went downstairs to have breakfast, Fujimaru Hina habitually made three breakfasts.

Yesterday, after Fujimaru Narita dealt with Sakura's affairs, he hurried back to the company to work overtime, and has returned so far. It is self-evident who owns the third breakfast on the table.

Shiro pretended not to see it, picked up the sandwich at his table and started eating.

"I don't know what kind of person Sakura's father is. My heart is really big enough. My daughter has been missing for half a month, but she is still busy with work."

Fujimaru's unintentional sentence made it difficult for Teshiro to swallow today's breakfast.

"Shilang, you will stay at home and watch the house while you wait. Mom is going out to buy vegetables."

"I am going too!"

Shi Lang got up.

Fujimaru Hina feels strange that Shirou unexpectedly wants to leave the house after encountering Yusheng Ryunosuke.Is it because Sakura was picked up?

Fujimaru Hinai was right, it was true.

When a person stays alone, he will think, go out and relax, remove the troubles in his mind, and adult rationality will come back again.

Shirou thought that although he was not a wicked person, he was definitely not a saint.Desperately for a girl who has known each other for less than half a month, except for the protagonist of the idealized teenage fairy tale, people in reality would never do this.

Shirou would be troubled by this. In addition to the kindness in his own human nature, it is mostly because of this naive brain, right?At least Shirou thinks so, otherwise, how could a mature and normal soul feel like a karma?At most it is a sigh of emotion, guilt for a period of time, and then return to a normal life, right?

Just relax, relax.

In 1993, the shopping market in this era did not have the function of a vegetable market. Housewives went to buy groceries, but they also went to a vegetable market with a lot of people and a dirty environment.

However, for relaxation, it does not hurt.

just--

Shi Lang gazed at the blond youth who came oncoming not far away, and subconsciously put his black leather gloved right hand in his trouser pocket.

"My hand... Isn't it really a pick-up hand? Why is it so unlucky?"

Shi Lang wailed so much in his heart.

The oncoming young man has short blond hair, a face with distinct features, and a classical beauty.Slender figure, wearing a white shirt, black slacks, full of a noble temperament.