Fate: Emiya the Host

Because that smile was so beautiful, Fujimaru Ritsuka was temporarily at a loss for words.

Shirou asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong with me smiling?"

"N-no…", Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head quickly, "It's just, you know, ever since I met you, senpai, you haven't smiled even once."

"Really?", Shirou thought about it.

He remembered Kotomine once telling him the same thing.

But he considered himself someone who smiled quite a lot, especially when facing Miyu and Illya.

'Hmm… and now there are a few more people.'

Not dwelling on such things, after comforting Fujimaru Ritsuka, Shirou took her back.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked left and right and couldn't help asking, "Where's Mash?"

"She went upstairs," Olga Marie answered after glancing at Shirou.

Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitated.

Shirou patted her on the shoulder, "Go ahead, she'll understand."

"Okay."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, took a deep breath, and went upstairs to find Mash.

Once her figure disappeared along the stairs, Olga Marie immediately asked, "What did you say to Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

"Nothing much, just some things about building bonds with Servants."

Shirou had just sat down when he closed his eyes.

Don't misunderstand. He wasn't trying to become some legendary sleeping king, he was thinking about projecting Noble Phantasms.

Once the form was finalized, he would store it in Unlimited Blade Works.

He still didn't know what kind of attitude the Dumb King would have toward him.

If she saw such an irresponsible Master and decided to go at him full force. Facing a Dumb King who treated mana bursts like laser beams, Shirou was worried he'd get incinerated unless he prepared enough weapons.

As for Excalibur, Shirou had wanted Mash to help with that.

But if she happened to not be able to draw it out, that would be bad.

He knew this was overprotective.

But Shirou couldn't help worrying.

Which was why he didn't want to meet Fujimaru Ritsuka earlier.

During the whole journey they had a clear goal, so the two of them didn't really have time to grow much.

Should he do like Dog-Bro and just spar with them?

"Hey!", That proud voice exploded right next to Shirou's ear, completely at odds with its delicate appearance.

It startled him so much he jolted and let out a sigh, "Do all of you like getting close before speaking? And always making me jump?"

"Ha?", From the tone in Olga Marie's voice, one could tell just how angry she was.

"Obviously you're the one with the problem! I'm talking to you, and the moment you sit down you go straight to sleep! How can you even sleep at a time like this?", Olga Marie was fuming, hands on hips.

"So you did have something you wanted to say," Not intending to brush her off, Shirou genuinely asked, "If so, why don't you say it?"

"...", Her long eyelashes trembled.

Shirou realized something, "Wait… do you also need some space?"

"Ah?", Olga Marie reacted like she'd been struck down, almost collapsing.

She let out an intolerable cry, "Why is there someone as full of himself as you!"

"Hm?", Shirou straightened up, "Full of myself?"

"Isn't that what you are?", Olga Marie's chest rose and fell rapidly.

"From earlier you've had that 'doesn't matter to me' attitude. Fine, I get it. You think I'm useless. Compared to Fujimaru and Mash, I'm just some mediocre magus you can't even put on stage, right?"

"Can't fight like a Servant, not a Master either, geez, I've had enough!"

Olga Marie stormed upstairs.

Her movements and expression were clearly those of not wanting to see Shirou, and… of her pride having been wounded.

Shirou stared blankly for two seconds and then reflected.

"…I almost forgot she's actually quite sensitive."

"Haha, you made the little lady angry," Cu Chulainn suddenly appeared next to Shirou, in the tone of someone chatting with a friend.

"Master, when it's like this, you have to hurry and chase after her and comfort her if you want to bring home the beauty."

"Comforting her is definitely necessary," Shirou stood up and brushed off the dust from his clothes, "But 'bring home the beauty' is unnecessary."

Because of Heracles, he was already famous at the academy, and there was that scumbag Merlin watching from the shadows.

If he didn't deal with that, he'd never be able to live a peaceful campus life.

He could understand now why Red Archer wanted to kill his past self.

Right now Shirou was thinking, with how many chances he had to meet Illya, why did it have to be at that kind of desperate moment?

Even though the result wasn't unacceptable.

If time could rewind, would there have been a better choice?

"Nothing wrong out there?", Shirou asked Dog-Bro.

"For now, no," Dog-Bro replied very quickly.

"Then I'll continue to rely on you, Caster."

He still felt a little bad making Dog-Bro run around like this.

"It's nothing," Dog-Bro didn't mind.

Right now it still wasn't even as tough as when he'd been a warrior in life.

After Cu Chulainn disappeared, Shirou went upstairs and at the corner saw Olga Marie hiding and eavesdropping.

After a while, who knew what she overheard, she quietly went up to the rooftop without disturbing the other two.

Shirou thought for a bit and followed.

He had the system activate Stealth.

He had no choice. If he used his own skills, his stealth level was too low and Mash might detect him.

As for why Olga Marie could walk so easily, well… it was a bit cruel to say out loud.

In the world of magi, only those who are perceived as a threat are treated as enemies.

To put it simply, Olga Marie's abilities were automatically categorized by Mash as "non-threatening."

Of course, part of that was also trust.

In any case, to be safe, Shirou didn't want to disturb their bond-building.

He reached the rooftop.

Before even stepping onto it, he already sensed a slight magical energy.

Once up, he saw Olga Marie carving runes into small stones.

He stood behind her, observing.

'As expected of someone from a noble family, her English pronunciation is perfect.'

'Much better than Fujimura-sensei.'

"If you're going to mock me, then just mock me already," Olga Marie said with a tone of giving up, without even turning her head, "After all, this is all I can do. I can't fight, my magic isn't good enough, and honestly I wouldn't be surprised if you threw me away the next second."

"If you really didn't care, you wouldn't be using such a sour tone. I thought someone had spilled vinegar while cooking," After confirming she wasn't going to yell at him, Shirou walked over and crouched down.

"So how do you use these stones?"

He picked up one of the stones, already inscribed with runes, and weighed it in his hand.

"You just throw it."

"That simple?"

"How else did you expect to use it?", Olga Marie was gradually losing patience.

She thought he was picking a fight.

"No," Shirou quickly explained, "I really don't know how to use these stones. I mean, with my level, even if I used magical probing I wouldn't be able to see what they actually do."

"Huh?"

Olga Marie tilted her head and demanded, "Are you kidding me? Any proper magus would understand something like that, right?"

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