Life As Aozaki Orange

The man was sitting on a park bench, leaning against the chair with a lazy expression, the red magic gun leaning on his shoulders, looking at Remilia with unsurprising eyes, and said

"Ah... Little Junior Sister, what a coincidence."

He was free, easy and handsome and smiled at the little loli not far away.

In fact, he had long expected that Remilia and Skaha would come to the door. This was not because he had the power to spy on fate, it was just a simple reasoning.

Now, the reason why he is alone in the park is to make the next battle go smoothly, and not to be complained by the 'lady' from the Church of the Holy Church that the workload has increased greatly.

That's why I specially chose this open and less crowded park, waiting for Remilia to come to fight.

"No, it is destiny, we will meet each other here!"

Remilia raised her small head slightly, a pair of small wings appeared behind her, and her scarlet eyes radiated a sinister red light, like a dark and mysterious demon.

"Then, fight each other"

"Hahahahaha... It's a really good look."

Cú Chulainn laughed out loud for some reason, and immediately stood up and faced Remilia, saying, "If you can kill me, I will give you a compliment, Junior Sister."

He didn't have many wishes when he came to this Holy Grail War, but he hoped that he could have a good fight, and he didn't have any wishes that had to be fulfilled.

However, after discovering this era... After having a little junior sister, I changed my mind a little bit, although my wish for a fun and lively fight did not change.

However, he hopes that this object... is the junior sister opposite him.

"Then... I will accept your praise, Senior Brother!"

Remilia smiled proudly at first, and then stomped the ground heavily, and the little wings behind her also fluttered, disappearing in place like a glimmer of light.

"I wouldn't let the water out on purpose."

Cu Chulainn smiled freely, and the magic spear in his hand was pierced like a poisonous snake.

Right in Silent Park.

The brothers and sisters who have been separated for a long time are killing each other mercilessly. This is not because the two sides have deep hatred, nor do they have feelings of mutual hatred.

It was like a farce fight.

However, this may be the so-called warrior, who fights with swords and plays music, and understands each other with courage. It is difficult for ordinary people to understand this way of life.

"..."

Skaha watched this battle, examining the martial arts of the two apprentices.

Although the two apprentices seemed to ignore her existence, she didn't care much about the details. What really made her care was... Remilia's growth.

That is not the growth of martial arts and magic.

That is the improvement of the spiritual level, like a gem that gradually blooms, and the qualities belonging to the true ancestor... began to show gradually.

And all of this is because of having a good opponent.

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Matou family.

At this point, in the kitchen.

"...Archer, you are very good at cooking."

Emiya Shirou turned his eyes to the side and watched Archer cut the meat skillfully. The knife was extremely precise, and the movements were also very familiar, with the air of a top chef.

"..."

Hearing that, Archer's movements paused slightly, and then he continued to cut the meat as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "I used to cook at home... I used to cook, and she... likes my cooking."

"Haha... I'm sorry, it seems to remind you of some bad memories."

Emiya Shirou noticed Archer's sullenness, and immediately apologized. He didn't intend to provoke people's sadness. He just said it just to... find some topics with Archer.

However, I didn't expect... it would actually stimulate Archer's memories.

"No, running away doesn't solve the problem."

Archer shook his head slightly, picked up a normal green pepper and cut it open, then skillfully turned on the gas and started to cook the green pepper stir-fry. The movements were still simple and crisp.

Every action of his is so natural, and every tool in this kitchen seems to be used as a matter of course without thinking.

It's just... like he's cooked here countless times.

"..."

Emiya Shirou watched Archer cook, and continued to cook after being silent for a while. However, even if he continued to cook... his eyes were mostly focused on Archer.

Something he wanted to ask Archer….

"Speaking of which, what is your wish, Master?"

At this moment, Archer suddenly opened his mouth, and his cooking movements were as steady and concise as ever, as if this question was just trying to find a topic for small talk.

This is a matter of course, after all, Master and Servant should also establish some basic understanding.

"I want to be... a partner of justice."

Emiya Shirou's words that should have been said naturally, actually paused for a moment, and a scene appeared in the back of his mind, that is... the picture of Matou Shinji's death.

Right in that office...like a withered water blue flower.

"How much do you think, do you put all your energy into it?"

Archer continued to cook, and said in a light voice: "Although it's a bit rude... But, Master, I have a piece of advice. If you can't take care of your own family, don't think about saving the world."

He stared coldly at his Master and asked.

"Is it really meaningful that you can't protect even your important people?"

"…"

Emiya Shirou didn't speak, but the details of Tong Shinji's death memory became more and more clear in his mind, and then, he seemed to gradually realize something.

No, to be more precise... something that should have been known long ago.

"Archer, are you… the future me?"

He asked out loud.

However, Archer didn't answer, just put the fried vegetables on the plate, and immediately left the kitchen with the vegetables, however, just as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Why are you here, Rider?"

He looked sideways at the man leaning against the door.

"Ah... This is my Master's house, I stay there... I don't need to ask you."

Rider waved his hand, waved his hand with a smile, and then turned to leave in a dashing manner, and a word came out faintly: "Although it sounds pitiful... But you are not annoying as a man."

Chapter 423 Provocation!

Near Tohsaka's house.

"...Aren't you home?"

Illya stood on the street lamp, staring at the Tohsaka family with ruby ​​eyes, and found that the Tohsaka family's mansion was dimly lit, and there was probably no one staying at home.

"Really... where did you hide?"

She muttered in dissatisfaction, and immediately jumped off the street lamp, looked around a little, and turned to leave, although she also thought about sneaking into Tohsaka's house to investigate the situation.

However, this kind of illegal trespassing of private houses... still put a lot of pressure on her.

"Little guy... are you looking for someone?"

A slightly smiling and mysterious voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Illya's expression suddenly became tense, and she hurriedly looked at the place where the voice came from. Her wand was facing the corner alley not far away, and then, under her vigilant gaze.

A mysterious woman wearing a cloak walked out slowly.

She was wearing a robe that concealed her true face, looking like the mysterious witch in the story, with a dangerous and deceiving temperament.

She hid under her cloak and looked at Illya with her beautiful eyes, and chuckled softly.

"Don't be nervous, I don't have any hostility, but... Seeing that you are very distressed, I just want to help you properly, and there is no bad intention."

"…Berserker!!"

Illya blinked a little, and immediately called out to her Servant, and immediately hid behind Berserker's towering body.

Then, she stuck out a head and stared at the mysterious and dangerous woman.

"Help me, this big sister... How do you want to help me?"

"Hehehe...it's really cute."

Medea glanced at the towering Berserker, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. She felt that she might be beaten by this Berserker at any time, but she still had to say what she had to say.

"Little guy... are you looking for the Tohsaka sisters?"

Her deep voice revealed mystery and wisdom, and her purple lipstick and red lips evoked a faint smile, like a seductive and fallen witch.

"..."

Illya's eyes were vigilant, staring at the mysterious woman: "How did you know, or were you spying on me before?!"

"Staying at someone's door...not to find someone, but why?"

Medea waved her hand and let out a sweet chuckle.

She is indeed only monitoring Illya's movements, but there is no reason to answer honestly. After all, it is unnecessary for her to cause unnecessary disgust.

"Uh... that's what I said."

Illya scratched her cheeks, feeling a little speechless.

Indeed, she is staying here... She has already revealed her intentions very clearly, saying that she is not looking for the Tohsaka sisters, she does not believe it herself.

After all, she was chased by Rin Tohsaka and his party during the day.

"Anyway, let's get down to business."

Medea smiled charmingly, and said in a coaxing tone: "There is a possibility of cooperation between us. Would you like to listen to this little guy?"

Although she also wants to directly declare that her Master is Aozaki Orange, and then use this to gain Ilia's trust, but her Master seems to be reluctant to reveal her identity.

Presumably wanting myself...Cubs have an immersive experience in the Holy Grail War.

"No... I feel like I'll be tricked by you."

Illya's eyes became more vigilant, and her petite body hid more behind Berserker. This mysterious woman coaxed the child, much like when Orange Mama wanted to lie to her.

So, her gut was telling her...better watch out.

"This world is full of lies, there are good lies, there are malicious lies, there are clumsy lies, and there are clever lies. People rely on lies to keep a distance, and they also rely on lies to maintain rules."

Medea shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes hidden in the cloak were cold.

"Little guy, what you should care about is...whether my lies are good for you, and you should also try to judge whether what I said is true, rejecting it at the beginning...you can't move forward."

She casually fooled the little loli in front of her, imitating a teacher-like tone. In the eyes of these children... the so-called teacher has inherent authority.

Sure enough, just a moment later.

"...It seems...something makes sense."

Illya scratched her cheeks, feeling that the words of this mysterious elder sister gave people a very powerful feeling. It seemed that there was some truth to it, and she really should listen to it before making a judgment.

So she leaned a little further behind Berserker and looked at the mysterious woman.

"I know where the Tohsaka sisters are."

Medea stared at Illya and said in a low voice: "However, little guy...you should understand the difference in strength, the Tohsaka sisters, Matou Shinji and Emiya Shirou are united, if they act alone...at least they have to face it. Four Heroic Spirits exist."

"So, you want to… cooperate?"

Ilya has some ideas of understanding this mysterious woman.

"That's right... we need to cooperate against them."

Medea put her hand on her chest and let out a chuckle: "My job is Caster, as long as we work together, we can bridge the gap in strength."

"..."