Fate: Emiya the Host

"…Yeah," After being silent for a long while, Roman put both hands into the pockets of his white lab coat and smiled, saying, "Emiya Shirou… right?"

He said, "Ritsuka and the others have really met an amazing friend."

Even if it's just for an ordinary doctor.

It seemed Roman still had no fate with rest.

Just after Ritsuka's matter ended, a student who felt unwell came over.

After getting the key to the literature club, Shirou, not disturbing his work, left the infirmary.

Passing through the courtyard, following the greenbelt, he came to the activity building.

He hesitated when he was about to go upstairs.

He remembered that today he had promised Sakura he would visit the archery club if he had time.

Now was just right, and along the way, he could also go see Miyu. And Illya.

During conversation it had been mentioned that she seemed to be in the track and field club. In the magic world as well, she was rather good at running.

Following the signs, Shirou walked for a little while and arrived at the archery club.

From the outside, it looked rather ancient, matching his stereotypical impression.

Moreover, the plaque, on which the words [Archery Club] were written in calligraphy, had a vigorous and powerful style with a touch of solemn killing aura, clearly the work of a master.

Shirou didn't understand calligraphy, but the system did.

So, 'Hosting-san, what grade is this calligraphy?'

["B."]

The system, neglected for a while, replied.

'Understood, not as good as the system.'

In that moment of daze, he noticed someone approaching.

So he turned back alertly.

"Oh?", The person behind was surprised, "So sensitive? I thought my footsteps were hidden pretty well."

Indeed so, both breathing and the intention of approach were hidden extremely well.

It had the exclusive traits of someone trained in martial arts.

Unfortunately, Shirou happened to be very sensitive to presences.

This point had also been shown in the original work.

The girl speaking was a great beauty.

Describing her that way should be fine.

Even without makeup, she had outstanding looks.

When speaking, she carried a bit of heroic spirit.

And her combat ability was not low.

"You're Emiya Shirou, right?", Before he could speak, the girl asked with an appraising gaze.

"Mm, that's right. May I ask, you are?", Shirou knew her.

Mitsuzuri Ayako, in the same grade, she had quite high popularity; though not as much as Tohsaka Rin, she wasn't far behind.

And she was the latter's mortal enemy.

"Me?", Mitsuzuri Ayako answered, "I'm the captain and ace of the archery club, Mitsuzuri, Mitsuzuri Ayako. So, you're that high jump boy rumored to have a scandal with Tohsaka?"

Her eyes, the same color as her hair, half-narrowed.

"…"

'Hey Cute girl, isn't it supposed to be that no one outside our class knew me!' [T/N: He is asking it the girl in his class who said no one knew his jump.]

"Hey!", Mitsuzuri Ayako said unhappily, "I'm asking you something, why so cold?"

"Mm, because I need to correct one point, I'm not a high jump boy."

"Huh?", Mitsuzuri Ayako put out a question mark.

Shirou said seriously, "I'm the World Martial King!"

Kah! Kah! Kah!

Crows flew over his head.

Mitsuzuri Ayako looked at him with eyes saying, "Are you mentally ill?"

Then thinking of something, she laughed, "I see, when I first saw you, I felt you didn't match Fujimura-sensei. Now looking, you're exactly the same."

"Thanks. Then, does the captain of the archery club have any special privileges?", he asked.

"Why do you say that?", Mitsuzuri Ayako asked back with interest.

Shirou answered, "Club activities have been going on for a while, yet you're still wearing your school uniform."

Entering the archery club, you definitely couldn't wear the usual western-style school uniform, but rather archery attire.

For the upper body, a cotton kimono-style tube-sleeved top; for the lower body, men mostly wore black or dark blue pleated skirts, women wore divided skirts or lantern-style hakama.

If performing a ceremonial shoot, they would wear kimono; men would remove the left sleeve of the upper garment for easier shooting, women would tie up their sleeves.

"Indeed, that's quite an obvious point to be suspicious about."

Mitsuzuri Ayako's brown eyes moved slightly, and she smiled, "But, there's nothing worth telling you. So why are you here, visiting or looking for your sister?"

"What's the difference between the two?", Shirou felt it wasn't good to just stand here.

He shifted position, at least not blocking the main entrance.

"Quite big," Following his movement, Mitsuzuri Ayako extended a finger, "If you're visiting the club, we'd be more welcoming. If you're looking for your sister… mm, probably wouldn't be too welcomed."

"Looking for my sister," Shirou didn't hesitate at all.

"Really? Not even a little hesitation?", Mitsuzuri Ayako was surprised.

"What's there to hesitate about," Shirou declared unwaveringly, "Long live Miyu!"

A burst of flustered commotion came from behind.

Mitsuzuri Ayako and Shirou looked over.

It was Miyu's face, completely red.

"O… Oni-chan!"

"Miyu."

'Long time no see,' Shirou happily greeted her.

"You, you just now…", Miyu was speechless, steam rising from her head.

'So embarrassing, how could big brother say that in front of Mitsuzuri-senpai, at least wait until we're home!'

While Miyu was still fidgeting here, Sakura, catching the scent, rushed over, and upon seeing Shirou, beamed.

"Senpai, you came."

"—Senpai?"

Miyu and Mitsuzuri Ayako were both stunned.

"This form of address, allow me to explain," Shirou spoke with a straight face.

He had thought Sakura's way of addressing others was similar across the board.

Now it seemed, only to him like this.

'What a headache!'

After explaining, Shirou was pulled inside the archery club.

In Chaldea, women who devoted themselves to archery weren't few.

But pretty ones were relatively rare.

Like Shirou, who upon arriving was surrounded by two beautiful girls and led around to be introduced.

Really drew attention.

See, Sakura smiled slightly, "Miyu, leave senpai to me, don't you still have training?"

"Training can wait a bit, rather, senpai, as the club's ace, is it fine not to train?"

'Wait! Hold on!'

The conversation between the two made Shirou feel somewhat subtle.

'Their relationship… is the good kind, right?'

'Look, even their smiles are so gentle.'

"Onii-chan," Miyu hugged his arm tightly, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the archery range."

"Senpai just came, how about first visiting the equipment room, if you're interested, you can even try shooting~", Sakura was still relatively restrained, not taking his arm, only eyes containing expectation.

'Not good not good!'

'Really not good.'

Shirou's eyelids twitched.

'What's going on? Have I chosen any option that will land me in a love-rival battlefield?'

"Sakura-senpai?", Miyu's expression now turned wrong.

She had just thought senpai was only being so warm to her big brother for her sake.

'How come, it seems… she wants to be my sister-in-law?'

"Mm, is there any problem, Miyu?", Sakura smiled faintly, giving no hint of bad intent.

Yet Miyu felt pressure. Especially from that ample chest.

"What are you all doing?"

Fortunately, before the situation could escalate further, Mitsuzuri Ayako, now changed into archery attire, came out, bringing out her authority as captain, "Have you finished today's training? Have you forgotten the shame of the last national competition? Hurry up and practice properly! If this time we can't even make it into the national competition, where will the archery club's face be?"

With her saying that, all the onlookers who were watching the commotion ran back to practice.

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