Fate: Emiya the Host

"Cherry blossoms... what do they look like?"

Greek mythology does not clearly mention Cherry blossoms, so after being summoned, her impression was the same as in legend, almost no concept of Cherry blossoms.

It was only after coming to the modern era that she was directly granted knowledge by the Holy Grail, but she still hadn't actually seen them.

"You haven't seen them?", Shirou asked, "Aren't Servants directly granted modern knowledge by the Holy Grail?"

"It's only knowledge, there's no way it would be idle enough to tell us exactly what Cherry blossoms look like," Medea said, then slightly paused, "Someone like you is the strange one. Why do you know so much about Fuyuki City's Cherry blossoms?"

"I just wandered around the past two days and learned a bit randomly," Shirou answered without changing his expression.

After realizing that in this world, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't adopt a son, he was no longer afraid of wearing the same clothes as someone else.

'Logically speaking, if Emiya Shirou doesn't even exist, then there's no way Tohsaka Rin can summon red Archer... probably?'

Thinking about the Type-Moon world's concept of Heroic Spirits, he once again felt hesitant.

This kind of thing really can't be judged by normal circumstances, especially when it involves Tohsaka Rin of Fuyuki City.

Totally counts as Emiya Shirou summoning himself.

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They were riding the shuttle bus.

Just from this you can see that Fuyuki City in 2004 really isn't as developed as the one in Shirou's world.

Over there in Fuyuki City, electric trains were already widespread, and transportation was more convenient than here.

After about half an hour, they got off the bus. Then walked for around fifteen minutes, arriving at Sumaura Park.

A very large uphill road, with other tourists coming to view the cherry blossoms on the side.

There were locals, and also foreigners. Shirou and the others also counted as foreigners.

The winter sunlight spilled onto the green plants on both sides of the uphill road, the colors were bright and full of life.

Shirou and the others used a leisurely mindset to appreciate the blue sky, white clouds, and the dazzling sunlight under the green trees.

"The weather is so good today," Sella said happily.

Right now is winter, and although Fuyuki City's winter is warmer than other places, it even feels like before winter really arrives, it already transitions into spring.

Even so, a sunny day like this is still a rare sight.

Medea looked down at the city below the mountain, without giving any comment.

Illya pulled Shirou's hand, asking this and that.

Because only Shirou was familiar with the area.

And Shirou patiently answered everything.

After walking for a few more minutes, a map sign for Sumaura Park appeared ahead.

On the left of the sign was the map, marked with food stalls, zoo, detached palace park, night sakura street, Mount Rokko, mountain amusement park, and coastal park, etc.

On the right were introductions of various birds and where to go to see them.

After Illya saw the birds, she couldn't take her eyes off, and almost excitedly said, "Berserker, I want to see these birds."

"Okay, let's go in first," Shirou patted her head.

There was no entrance fee here. But if you chose to take the cable car up the mountain, the round-trip cost was five hundred yen, and one-way was three hundred twenty yen.

To see birds, Shirou and the others could walk up slowly, no need to take the cable car.

If they wanted to enhance the experience, they could ride the cable car when coming down the mountain.

They directly entered the park.

It wasn't a holiday, so there weren't many people around, which was just right for Shirou and the others.

There were signs around, and arrow boards. The signs had phrases like "View Cherry blossoms civilly," "Protect the environment," "Pay attention to safety," etc. They also introduced some history about this place, such as when the protagonist of The Tale of Genji was exiled here, what important activities happened, and the planting of Cherry blossoms.

As for the arrow boards, no need to mention: black wild cursive calligraphy, clearly indicating distance and locations.

Their first destination was the wetland and water area.

It was currently around eleven o'clock.

Walking and stopping along the way, Sella somehow pulled out a DSLR camera, taking photos of them.

Unfortunately, her skill was unbearable to look at, so Shirou had to take over personally.

'System-san, don't let me down~'

Without hesitation he used the system. Under top human-level skill, things like exposure triangle, composition, framing, all were effortless.

He took over two hundred photos: full-body, three-quarter body, half-body, close-up, and group shots, everything.

Because they were beauties, no matter how you looked it was pleasing to the eye. Even post-editing could be skipped.

They arrived at the wetland.

This was a place where water and land intertwined intimately; the scent of soil and plants became poetic.

White birds soared across the sky, clouds were dyed with blue and green ink, ripples reflected across the turbulent water surface.

Suddenly, in the distance, a white egret spread its wings and glided, after a graceful glide, it flapped against the water.

The ripples shattered the mirrored surface, blooming like mirrored flowers. Crystal-clear droplets reflected the drifting clouds.

"Wah~", Illya widened her eyes, stunned for the second time.

The first time was the Cherry blossoms on the road. Walking in the middle, it felt like entering a pink palace; those falling Cherry-pink petals were dancing a welcoming dance, making her feel like she was in a dream.

After seeing the photos Shirou took, she felt even more like dreaming.

This time, it was the scene suddenly bursting forth in the water, a purest expression of the natural world.

The whole group was dumbfounded.

Only Shirou had no expression, rapidly pressing the camera shutter.

'That's right, no matter what scenery it is, has nothing to do with me. I am just a photo-taking machine without feelings.'

'Whether people, scenes, or objects, photos, all of them.'

Illya knew that what just glided in the water was a white egret.

She had good memory; just one glance and she could remember the appearance of many bird species.

If she encountered one she didn't know, she would ask, "Berserker, what's that?"

"Mallard," Shirou answered.

Not far away, swimming in the water lazily and noisily quacking, with a green head, that was a mallard. As for the feather colors, not worth mentioning. Just remember the green head and it's fine.

After viewing the wetland, they came to the edge of the forest.

Minivets, brown-backed shrikes, Eurasian blackbirds...

Seeing them all at once was satisfying. Only after Sella's urging did Illya finally plan to eat lunch.

It was now already 1:20 p.m.

They arrived at the park's grassy field. Here the view was wide open. Besides them, there were many others also choosing to rest or eat lunch here.

You could see people chatting, sleeping, flying kites, walking dogs.

Shirou and the others found a clean and spacious spot, laid out the lunch mat, and opened the dessert box.

They hadn't brought lunch, needed to go buy it. Sella proactively took on this task and brought Liz with her.

Illya looked at the high-flying kites, her red eyes full of curiosity.

"Berserker, I want to play that too."

"Kite?", Shirou looked around, but didn't see any place selling kites.

"Berserker, projection," Medea reminded.

Shirou suddenly realized, "Wait a second, Illya."

He ran to a place with no people, confirmed again that there was no one even remotely nearby, then used projection.

In his mind, he pictured a kite like a swallow, and projected one. Then an eagle, two total. Using a bit of magical energy, he quickly came to Illya.

"Here you go."

Illya received a much bigger, better-quality kite than others, "Is this a swallow?"

Her eyes sparkled.

"Mm," Shirou nodded, "Even though it's just a shell, keeping it stable this one time won't be a problem."

"Berserker...", Medea wanted to speak but hesitated.

"What is it?", Shirou thought she wanted to play too.

"The string?", Medea had observed for a while.

Shirou was silent for a moment, then naturally said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

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