The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

While we had already tasted several dishes here, she did not eat a bite.

It's not that she has tasted the bad taste. At this moment, Sakura is looking down at her bowl and chopsticks with a confused expression.

After hesitating for a while, she raised her hand to the chopsticks.

"Dang", the chopsticks fell off.

So he held the chopsticks in a panic, and stretched out his hand to the rice bowl like a cover.

"..."

A scene that is really unbearable-Sakura keeps repeating this same action.

Using unwilling fingers, he carefully held the vegetables.

Then the chopsticks fell along with the food, and then picked it up in a panic.

It's not that the fingers can't be used freely. In my judgment, it's just that Sakura has forgotten every time and remembered how to use chopsticks a few seconds ago.

Has the Ying Soul Soul, which has been absorbed by at least two people in the body, affected her memory function?

Iliya and I looked at each other, then both turned away.

Unusual silence at the table.

Everyone was so in agreement that they were eating the food in front of them, deliberately not letting their eyes turn to Sakura.

And Sakura was using chopsticks awkwardly, carefully holding the vegetables, and finally brought them to her mouth, eating a bite of rice, and then holding the chopsticks that she had forgotten how to use, thinking again.

Although I was very hungry, in this case, the stomach was filled with something and couldn't swallow.

After only half a bowl of rice, I put down my chopsticks: "I'm full, and I will go back to the room first."

"Ah, me too. Shirou, let's go now!"

"Yeah, Illiya is also full."

"This dinner was great, Shirou, in order to pay back Sakura, how would you do the three meals tomorrow?"

"Okay, no problem, wrap it on me."

It seems that because of the relationship I started, the people at the table immediately began to withdraw one after another, leaving the dining room to Shiro and Sakura.

Tosaka should have also noticed something wrong with Sakura, but she shouldn't know the reason yet.

Then, in this strange silence, the time jumped to about ten o'clock in the evening.

"Huh? Amamiya is going with us too?"

For my joining, Wei Gong looked surprised, "Didn't you mean to interpret the information about the Holy Grail War? Is it over?"

"Always staring at data research is not a solution, I want to go out and change my mood."

Easily found an excuse to block the follow-up of Eomiya, I looked at Lancelot on one side, "Knight, you and Tosaka have Eomiya's group, and I have a group with Lancer. You know?"

"Amamiya?"

Lancelot was slightly surprised, but Tosaka nodded, "Well, if there is a Servant in each group, it will be safer. But why are you and Miss Zhao? Isn't Knight your Servant?"

"That's because I'm going to date Xiaoyou tonight. How can I bring a light bulb."

Someone's dangling voice intervened and made me take a deep breath subconsciously-forbearance, the overall situation is important, I forbearance!

"...Understood. That is to protect Mr. Eomiya and Miss Tosaka."

Lancelot lowered his head slightly, and buckled his figure.

"If there are no other objections, then that's the case."

Seeing Lancelot's reaction, I secretly sighed, turned and walked out of the house.

That's good.

I am the Master and you are the Servant.

Summoned and guarded.

My relationship with you only ends here.

In this way, no matter who it is, it is good.

=========================I am the dividing line of switching scenes===================

After ten o'clock in the evening, the streets were dark and silent.

There is no half of a person on the road, and even the sound is gone.

Although I heard from Weigu and Tosaka, these days, the town is as quiet as ruins at night.

But at the moment it feels very wrong to me.

Silence to the extent that it can no longer be silent, it is dead silence—that is, an adjective that shouldn't appear in a town with people anyway.

"Tsk, that girl's appetite has increased again."

Looking at the building left and right, someone bit his finger lightly, "No...Even if the bastard who wiped out Setant last time, she might have consumed her, but swallowing so many people's magic power should be enough. How could it..."

"So, what are you going to do? If you really want to get the Holy Grail, then Sakura will surely be obliterated with her self-awareness because she becomes a container-when you eat tonight, you should be able to judge her condition, right?"

I looked around for a while, and I was afraid that there were about fifty households, all of which had disappeared.

There is no trace of damage to the entrance.

The windows did not appear to be broken or invaded.

The walls have not peeled off, the roof has not been lifted, and of course there is no crane that can lift the building completely.

The same goes for the other side.

In other words, the breath of at least a hundred residents was gone.

"It's Shiro Eimiya's wish to guard the cherry blossoms. After all, he watched him grow up, so... Yuu, can you promise me one thing?"

Someone sighed, stood beside the railing of the street park, and looked at me.

"what's up?"

Leaning on the railing, my answer was absent.