I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 15
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ps: First of all, let me declare that this book tries to keep the original characters as much as possible, and achieve a happy end on the basis of not whitewashing anyone.
Probably it is to gradually push the serious Fourth War of Bloody Heavy Industry to the joyful Mo Yi, and then push it to FGO.
Of course, I will also write FGO Five Wars.
So please feel free to read on. ^_^~!
Chapter Twelve Karma
Sakura left.
There is no heart-piercing, no sorrow flowing upstream. It's just a touch, there is a feeling that something is missing. After all, they have been living together for half a month, and it would be a lie to say that they have no feelings at all.
However, because he had already made psychological preparations, he could bear it. In a few days, the power of time would be enough to erase this psychological lump.
Besides, my own life is still hanging on the edge of the Holy Grail War, so how can I have any spare energy to think about other people's affairs?
Are you so selfless? What a joke!
Survival is paramount in everything, this is the thinking of a normal person!
only--
can not fall asleep!
Shirou, who couldn't fall asleep for the seventeenth time, sat up from the bed again and ruffled his hair.
The moonlight outside the window leaked through the thin window screen, and sprinkled light mercury patterns on the mattress.
With a face full of madness, Shirou discovered his abnormality.
It seemed that there was missing a humanoid pillow on the bed that he had hugged for half a month, which made him toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep.
The most important thing is that once he fell into a dream, he couldn't help dreaming that Sakura was dragged into the abyss by endless black worms, and he stretched out his hand to himself as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Brother...Brother..."
When he came to the bathroom, Shirou washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and Shirou slapped himself.
"Snapped!"
"Damn! Wake up, Shirou! Fujimaru Shirou! You are not the original owner, let alone a hero, you are just an ordinary person! She is not your so-and-so, don't think so much! Go to sleep now!"
However, still can't fall asleep.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, bathed in the mercury-colored cold moonlight, Shirou felt a headache for himself.
Is it because of this body, or I am really sorry that I can't fall asleep all the time, and the most terrible thing is that my brain actually turned over all the previous memories.
There is always a memory in Shirou's heart that he can't forget.
It was a day when he was in the second grade of primary school in his previous life. China was not as well-off as it was in 9102, but was in the real economy era where foreigners came first and officials came second. Shiro, who got up early to go to school with the boys, saw a screaming baby in the garbage dump when he passed the vegetable market. When I came back in the evening, the baby was still there, but it didn't cry.
It is absolutely impossible to say that he is sad because of this. Shirou is not a saint, but just an ordinary person. But if you are indifferent, you will not still remember it until now.
But now, he faces a similar scene to then. Same second grade, similar problem. The difference is that now he is no longer the little boy in the past, but a mature soul who has already entered society.
The so-called maturity is supposed to abandon all immature elements and look at everything rationally.
But--
"Please! Don't make me think about it anymore, I don't want to think about it! It's none of my business! It's none of my business! It's just a little girl who has been with her for half a month. I'm not her father, her Life and death are none of my business!"
Shirou covered his head under the blanket, trying hard to sleep.
However, he still couldn't fall asleep. When he closed his eyes, the question that he had been avoiding would come to his mind.
Sure enough, there is something wrong with the brain of this body!
Shirou put the responsibility on the body's brain, and habitually reached out to the side, trying to wrap the pillow in his arms, but what he got was a piece of air.
really.
The biggest problem is getting used to it.
...
Waking up in the morning, Shirou went downstairs to have breakfast, and Fujimaru Hina made three breakfasts out of habit.
Yesterday, Fujimaru Naruta rushed back to the company to work overtime after dealing with Sakura's affairs, and has returned so far. It is self-evident who owns the third breakfast on this table.
Shirou pretended not to notice, picked up the sandwich in front of his table and started eating.
"I don't know what kind of person Sakura's father is. He really has a big heart. Even though his daughter has been missing for half a month, he is still busy with work."
Fujimaru Chuqing's unintentional sentence made it difficult for Toshiro to swallow today's breakfast.
"Shirou, you just stay at home and take care of the house. Mom is going out to buy groceries."
"I'll go as well!"
Shirou stood up.
Fujimaru Hina found it strange that after encountering Ryunosuke Usei, Shirou unexpectedly wanted to leave the house uncharacteristically. Could it be because Sakura was picked up?
Fujimaru Chuqing was right, that was indeed the case.
When a person stays alone, he will think about it, go out for a walk to relax, get rid of the troubles in his mind, and the rationality of an adult will return.
Shirou believes that although he is not a villain, he is definitely not a saint. To go all out for a girl whom I have only known for half a month, except for the protagonist of an idealized fairy tale, people in reality would never do this.
And Shirou will be troubled by this. Apart from the kindness in his own humanity, it is probably because of this childish brain, right? At least Shirou thinks so, otherwise how can a mature normal soul be like a karma? At most, it's just a sigh of emotion, guilt for a while, and then return to normal life, right?
Take it easy, just take it easy.
In 1993, the shopping market in this era did not have the function of a vegetable market. When housewives went to buy vegetables, they also went to the vegetable market with a lot of people and a dirty environment.
However, it is not a problem for relaxation.
only--
Looking at the blond young man approaching not far away, Shirou swallowed, and subconsciously put his right hand, which was wearing a black leather glove, into his trouser pocket.
"My hand...could it really be a pickpocket's hand? Why is it so unlucky?"
Shirou groaned inwardly.
The young man walking towards him had short blond hair, a face with distinct features, and a classical beauty. With a slender figure, wearing a white shirt and black slacks, he exudes a noble temperament.