Life As Aozaki Orange

However, she noticed... Now Mordred has some subtle changes.

"Hahaha... You really dare to say it!"

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 will praise you for your will to protect 'father'."

The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat relaxed.

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

Therefore, the hearts of everyone present were tense...the nerves of the battle should be relaxed a lot.

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

At this moment, Lenis said with a wicked smile: "It was not yet dawn... I ran to the store's door early to line up, I finally bought it... a limited edition mousse cake."

She was like a little devil, staring playfully at Mordred, admiring the twisted expression of the rebellious knight, even though she meant to push the conversation.

However, there was also an appreciation for Mordred's panic.

"Ah... I did buy it~"

Mordred brushed his cheeks, stood up and walked towards the refrigerator, muttering in a low voice: "But, I didn't go to the door of the store before it was dawn. It was clearly... pre-ordered."

She opened the refrigerator, took out the cake, and carefully placed it on the table.

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

"Mr. Mordred, have a heart."

Arturia opened the package of the cake, stared at the limited-edition mousse cake, and glanced at Grey who was beside her. Then, she saw Grey pulling her cloak as if shy.

Such a move is like showing that... Mordred will buy the cake is Grey's idea.

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

Aozaki Orange looked around with a smile, picked up the knife that delivered the cake, cut a piece of cake and handed it to Mordred, who was opposite, and said with a smile:

"Since you bought it... 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 out the cake after a little tangled: "Father... King, this cake is for you."

Her voice was a little nervous, but she revealed anticipation.

"...Thank you, Lord Mordred~"

Arturia hesitated for a while, but the cake smelled attractive, but it was quickly broken and hesitant. She raised her hand to accept the cake that was handed over, and then, impatiently, forked a piece of cake and put it in her mouth.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

In the air... an invisible barrier seems to have melted away a lot, and everyone present felt more at ease in contact, as if... some of the grudges in their hearts disappeared.

"Come on...this one is for Grey~"

Cangzaki Chengzi smiled gently, continued to cut the cake, and handed it to Grey who was sitting beside her, but she did not continue to let Xiao Mo come to share the cake.

In other words, with some other purpose from the beginning

...

...

Hogukunhara Academy High School.

At this point...students are basically staying in the classroom.

However, there is one exception.

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

She is as light as a feather, falling when the wind blows.

"What a nightmare~"

She looked up at the sun and whispered a little tiredly.

At this moment, the rooftop door suddenly opened, Emiya Shirou rushed in in a hurry, looked at Shinji nervously, and shouted anxiously:

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

Chapter 441 Shirou Confessions

"……do not come!"

Matou Shinji glared at Shirou with a stern look in his eyes, a terrifying sense of oppression, as if a sharp knife was on his neck.

Emiya Shirou's anxious steps stopped abruptly, not daring to take another step forward.

What he saw Shinji... had an ethereal sense of alienation, as if it could dissipate in the wind at any time, like a wisp of smoke that disappeared into the invisible.

This... made him feel fear.

In fact, he knows... Although, no one has ever said it explicitly, but regarding Shinji's broken sword, he can only survive as a woman.

This thing...he actually knew it.

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

He stood not far away to advise, and was ready to rescue Shinji who might fall from the building at a critical moment. Now, he has such strength.

"Dangerous... This height is nothing but a magician."

Matou Shinji's pretty face showed a little pride, and she gently folded her hair around her ears: "As long as you use magic... Even if you jump from a tall building, you can be safe."

As she said that, her smile suddenly turned 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, and although the 'sword' has been broken, she has also gained a benefit.

That's... the feminine body has a nice magic circuit.

And this means that she already has the qualifications to be a magician, but it doesn't mean... this is the magician's life she expects.

The price is too huge, it's really... a little unhappy.

"Death...it's just a momentary impulse. Maybe there are more solutions to problems than escape."

Emiya Shirou said, his footsteps moved forward quietly, and 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 stepped forward."

A little helpless, Emiya Shirou took a step back with a wry smile. He didn't want to irritate Shinji, otherwise, there would be huge changes in the future, but he would 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 of those teenagers at a glance.

However, she didn't plan to pierce it, just turned her eyes to 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, "Dream... doesn't mean anything."

He knew what the dream that Shinji had last night was about. It was the memory of Shinji in the future, and it was also a memory that indicated the future.

However, he did not intend to accept that future.

At least, the future of Shinji's death will not be accepted.

"In the dream, I finally died!"

Matou Shinji glared at Shirou with some anger and dissatisfaction: "I still died suddenly after working overtime, I can't believe it, I would actually die like this!"

"..."

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

"...It's not like what you would say."

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

Her expression was distressed, with self-loathing.

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

"No, I like it!"

Emiya Shirou immediately replied: "Actually, I have often dreamed of Shinji. If you say it's absurd...that's why I'm absurd."

"Ugh... often dream about it?"

Matou Shinji tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you make me the object of sexual fantasies, or did you use my photo to cast spells?"

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

Emiya Shirou fell into silence, not knowing how to answer this question. The crux of the question was not whether he really regarded Shinji as an illusion object.

Rather, the answer is wrong no matter what.

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

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

Matou Shinji stared at Shirou, and then smiled charmingly, she gently folded the hair around her ears, and then raised her hand and gently pressed the skirt, so as not to let the wind lift the skirt corners.

"Then... how much does Shirou like it?"

She inadvertently asked another question.

And at this time.

Emiya Shirou suddenly realized that the next answer...may determine his future. If he can't give a correct answer, he may regret his life for the rest of his life.

"Actually...I like Shinji!"

He stared into Shinji's sapphire eyes and said the words that had been hidden in his heart.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji's pretty face did not show any surprise. She looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the clouds in the blue sky, and asked in silence for a moment.

"When?"

"I don't know~" Emiya Shirou shook his head, "When exactly did it start, I don't understand that, I just know... It was a long time ago."

"A long time ago?" Matou Shinji looked surprised: "Is it possible, Shirou, did you want to fight with me a long time ago?"

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

Emiya Shirou quickly explained.

"Some understand."

Matou Shinji's expression became cold: "No wonder... you bastards, just watching my sword get broken, all joined together to play me, right!"

"..."

Emiya Shirou was silent.

He couldn't say with a clear conscience that he didn't expect Shinji to break his sword. However, the self who came back from the future, and Shinji who came back in the future, undoubtedly hoped that Shinji's sword would be broken.

Said to play her together, in fact, there is really nothing wrong.

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

He looked up at Shinji 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 won't be any further development."

"It's okay, I'll... let Shinji like me!"

Emiya Shirou showed a sunny smile: "A dignified pursuit, respect your choice of Shinji, if Shinji is always unwilling."

He scratched his cheeks and said jokingly.

"Then I can also ask Mr. Orange to give me a soul gem that can be transformed."

"...As far as this is possible?"

Matou Shinji questioned: "Why...why do you want to do this? Could it be that you are actually an idiot?"

"Probably...probably."