I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 1023

"It's nothing." Shirou shook his head and said with a smile.

And at this moment, a little girl with blond hair walked in here, she looked around, and when her eyes finally fell on Shirou, she suddenly lit up, ran over, and shouted sweetly: "Daddy!"

Shirou shuddered all over, turned his head, looked at the girl, his eyes trembled, and said in a low voice: "Mordred..."

Yes, this girl is exactly Mordred.

It's just that this girl is younger than the real Mordred, about six years old.

"dad!"

The girl flew to Shirou's side, grabbed the index finger and little finger of Shirou's right palm with her two small hands, shook and shook, and said with a smile: "I knew that Dad was talking about books with Aunt Alquette... ...Ah! Let's not talk about this, mom told you to go back to dinner, dad."

Mother……?

Shirou's eyes were dazed for a moment, then he hesitated for a moment, then put his arms around the girl's waist, and hugged her in his arms.

Shirou turned his head, looked at Alquite, and said, "Then, let's take our leave first, Alquite."

"Don't." Airquet said with a smile: "Let's go together. Today, I happened to go to your house for dinner."

"Shy, shy, Aunt Alquette, you're eating again! Shy, shy!" Mordred teased.

Alquite puffed up his mouth, then picked up the pen and wrote something in the notebook.

"What are you writing, Alquette?" Shirou asked.

Alquette puffed his lips and said, "I want to write Mordred as a villain too! Hmm! It's decided, it's called Thunderclap. How dare you make fun of me, and I'll grab your lollipop and eat the little devil from now on!"

Shirou: "..."

What else can he say?

Well, I can't say anything more, because this is Alquette.

Shirou hugged Mordred and walked out of the library with Alquite.

The streets of Fuyuki City are the style in my first memory, the style reflected in my mind when I was six years old.

There is no destruction of Fu Hailin, nor the cleansing of the Fourth Holy Grail War...

Therefore, there is no sculpture of the ridiculous Altman Seven.

The wind is relaxed, as if there is no pressure on the shoulders.

such a relaxing feeling...

very nice.

real……

"It's so real, it reflects the world in my heart."

Shirou's inner emotions were complicated, and he had an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling, the feeling of tear glands surging.

"What's the matter, Dad?" Mordred looked at Shirou with big eyes, with concern shining inside.

"Nothing." Shiro said with a smile.

Walking through the underground station, it happened that a subway roared past, making a deafening sound.

Shirou subconsciously turned his head to see that the empty subway station was empty, except for a display board showing the train schedule.

Sort from top to bottom, from early to late. And the last one is at 11 o'clock tonight.

Mordred reached out and turned Shirou's head around, and said with a smile: "Dad, Dad, you said that you can't look around when you walk."

"Yeah... I know." Shirou responded with a smile.

Holding Mordred in his arms, Shirou walked home with Alquite.

That house was not the big house we moved in in 2003, but a small, warm home that Mrs. Fujimaru and Mr. Fujimaru spent a lot of effort to create in a small and cramped area in Xindu in 1993.

Shirou pushed open the door.

Inside there was a woman busy.

Her graceful body was covered with a white apron, and a pair of bright blue eyes looked towards the door. Looking at Shirou, a warm smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said, "You're back, Shirou."

"Al..."

Shirou put down Mordred in his arms, looked at the woman in the white apron, and asked, "Don't you call me 'King'?"

Mordred yelled "Mom" and flew towards Al.

Al took a step back from being hit by her, then reached out to wipe his palm with the apron, rubbed her cheek lightly, then raised his head, looked at Shirou with a strange expression, and asked, "Shirou, what are you talking about?" What nonsense? Why did I call you 'King'? Didn't we start out as friends?"

She showed a soft and gentle smile, but there was still a serious look in those bright blue eyes.

"Ah... that's right. I was just joking with you." Shirou laughed.

At this time, Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was lying in front of the TV and playing video games, popped up, looked at Shirou and called out, "Brother, you are back."

Shirou was not surprised, but smiled and nodded at her.

Sakura brought a dish from the kitchen, looked at Shirou tenderly, and said, "Since you're back, brother, you should go and wash your hands first."

"I know." Shirou walked to the bathroom.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at Alquite, and said provocatively: "Airquite, how about a hand? This time, I will let you use both hands and feet!"

"Damn it! How dare you look down on me so much, I must let you know how powerful I am!" Alquette gritted his teeth and walked towards Fujimaru Tachika.

Shirou entered the bathroom, didn't wash his hands, but washed his face immediately.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his eyelids drooped slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Even he himself doesn't know.

only……

Yes, maybe this is the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss...?

Shirou clenched his hands tightly.

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