Longevity Story

But that's why...

"That's why we seem to have overlooked one point. When Tokiomi Tosaka fired a source bullet in his body, he lost his ability to cast spells, and lost an arm—his ally Kotomine Risei was killed by his son Kotomine Kirei. Death, Kotomine Kirei was killed before him, and his family was isolated by him to other cities...

How long do you think the average person can live without anyone to save him? "

"Are you saying that Tokiomi Tosaka was not treated in time for his injuries, and he slowly bleeds to death?"

Xing Ke felt a little weird.

This is a relatively serious biomedical problem. In the end, magicians are only human beings with strong vitality when they cannot perform magic. In the case of losing a limb and multiple internal organs, if they do not prepare in advance If you have a self-disciplined recovery magic... Anyway, you will not live long, so the possibility of self-rescue is very low.

But, this plot... is too real, right?The promised face-to-face characters don't die of natural bleeding?

"No, Tohsaka Tokiomi didn't think he died because of his injuries..."

Ilya felt that if Tohsaka Tokiomi died of natural bleeding, she would not be as depressed as she is now.

"You and I forgot, Fuyuki City is still alive, except for you and me and the seven masters, an orthodox magician..."

"Kenneth's concubine?" Xing Ke thought of a female character who didn't show up much to escape the disaster.

"Uh... that's not it! Sora ran back to the clock tower to take the savior long ago, it's an old bug! Matou dirty ink. Keep an eye on Matou Kariya's battle—"

Speaking of this, Illya's tone brought a bit of anger:

"When everyone's eyes were turned away from the Tohsaka mansion, the old bug sneaked to clear the battlefield.

After examining Tosaka Tokiomi, who was already on the verge of death, he confirmed that he was already a crippled person and that it would be useless to keep him alive, so he directly fed the insects... After all The flesh, blood and body fluids of a dead magician are worth that much. "

Xing Ke instantly understood—

"In other words, when it's your turn to find out, the only thing left is the [Soul] that Matou Zuoyan can't recycle, but it is an excellent alchemy material for us? This is really..."

A truer ending than dying from blood loss.

The corpse was devoured by bugs, and there was not even a whole corpse left. The soul was refined into gems by Illya, and there was no chance to become a heroic spirit... How could it feel worse than the original historical trajectory?

"So you gave your father's soul to your daughter as a talisman? You can really arrange it like this..."

Not only guarantees the inheritance of the Tohsaka family, but also uses it as some kind of psychological compensation similar to Illya's for Tohsaka Rin... It's all Emiya Kiritsugu's fault.

"This is the best of humanity... We are not the nanny for those guys who are idealized as wild dogs, and it is impossible to watch each of them all the time."

Although Illya said this, Xing Ke did not hear a hint of relaxation in her tone:

"But, sure enough, I'm still very unhappy—"

[Even Mr. Kiritsugu planned to let go of the only contestant who was considered a family member. Obviously, that was the last proof of Mr. Kiritsugu's conscience, but it was ruined by a rotten old bug... Of course you're going to be upset, right? 】

"Hmph, don't you think you are a superpower?"

With a wave of Illya's sleeve, the magic circle under her feet changed the scene around her...

【Really?Then I can almost see the next plot development. 】

Xing Ke shared Illya's vision, saw the strange and familiar scene in front of him, and sighed:

【You plan to make Matou Kariya a staff, he doesn't have much ink in his head...】

"No..." Ilya lowered her hood slightly, stood under the ramp, glanced at Matou's old house at the end of the ramp, and said:

"If Matou Kariya said that there is any advantage, it is definitely not the quality of magic."

----

When I opened my eyes, it was a sunny afternoon, still in a green park—

I haven't seen it for a long time, on the lawn full of small flowers, at that time myself, my sister and my mother were sitting there, laughing and talking, looking very happy.

Uncle Yanye was also sitting next to him, as before, he was asked about his current situation by his mother, complaining that his life was not stable, and he was still like a child. Then Uncle Yanye really blushed like a child and lowered his head. Dare to look at my mother...

Ah, he has always been like this, as if being taught by his mother like this is the happiest thing for him... What a strange person.

He was so weak that even his sister would often reprimand him to cheer him up, but he always smiled and kept silent... Sure enough, he looked happy.

However, this is fine, because such a picture is so nostalgic...

Ah - so I was dreaming.

Yes, this is a dream.I shouldn't be here, I'm not like that anymore, it's no longer my sister and mother, and Uncle Kariya... is no longer here.

he died.Grandpa brought back the tattered corpse that he would no longer move, and threw it into the wormhole in front of him.

He died because he didn't listen to his grandfather and was an idiot.

I had not dreamed for a long time, but I had such a dream today. Could it be because I saw the death of Uncle Kariya this morning...

but……

No, I don't want to think of such a thing, I don't want this dazzling sunlight, this dazzling light pierces the skin, and the position of the heart will hurt like it is about to split.

This feeling is very annoying, very annoying...

Please, please let me wake up soon...

Sakura will be a good boy, so...

Please do not……

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"Sakura, are you okay?"

Opening her eyes again, Matou Sakura saw Matou Kariya leaning down and looking at herself, and saw her mother and sister who were also sitting beside her. She didn't know when she was integrated into the picture, and she returned to that time... …

Ah, this must be another dream...

781. This is not my dream, but yours...

The time in the dream seems to pass very slowly, but the quiet and peaceful days are originally boiled water that has no taste in memory - it has always existed and is indispensable, but it is only precious when it is lost.

But, but, all this is just a dream, everything in the dream is long ago no longer belong to oneself, the distant past, the present self only has that terrible...

I don't know why, but my chest started to churn again with pain, as if something was dug up and something important was lost, but I couldn't remember it.

Obviously I'm just looking at some things in the past, I'm just looking at some things that have nothing to do with me, I don't care about it a long time ago, I obviously hate pain, I don't want it... I don't want to remember these things that make me more painful .

It was already very late, looking at the little bit of redness in the sky, the words overflowing from the aching chest were—

"No……"

----

The severe pain in her chest seemed to be about to overflow, and the young Matou Sakura finally could no longer follow the process in her memory expressionlessly to end this dream—

Covering his chest that was aching for unknown reasons, he bent down and stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong? Sakura?!—"

"Sakura?!"

The mother first noticed the difference, and then the sister, everyone came up for it.

Maybe in the eyes of them in the dream, they are still the well-behaved second daughter and the same follower sister.But no, not really! ——

"This is a dream, this is all a dream!~"

Matou Sakura finally broke the last shred of hope in her heart and said this as if to express her inner stagnation.

Originally thought that the dreams around him would disappear, or that the people in these dreams would be very confused about what he said, but what Matou Sakura got was silence.

And after the silence...

"Why, Sakura, do you think this is a dream?"

The face of Uncle Kariya, who is obviously dead, seems to be crying, but also smiling.It was the black-haired and somewhat childish face that Matou Sakura had gradually lost track of.

My sister and mother didn't seem to notice anything. They returned to the grass, spread out the blankets and set up the sandwiches... The time in the sky was back to the afternoon again.

"Don't worry, Sakura, don't be afraid of losing anymore, this place is eternal, this is the miracle of the devil."

Matou Kariya's smiling face, which was even uglier than crying, didn't get better because of her original appearance, which made Matou Sakura feel unfamiliar.

"Uncle Kariya, did you do this?" Matou Sakura asked flatly.

"...Yeah. Do you like Sakura?" Matou Kariya was stunned for a while, but instead of hiding, he said with a smile:

"Look, here is the same as that time, it has not changed, we don't have to go there again..."

"Please don't do this, Uncle Kariya, let me out." Matou Sakura said expressionlessly.

"Why? Sakura? Is it bad here? This should be your favorite time, isn't it? Look at Sister Aoi and Rin, look at how good the weather is today..." Matou Kariya smiled with a smile on his face. Start introducing here, his favorite place.

"I do not know."

However, for the first time, Matou Sakura interrupted him very flatly without listening to him finish his words.

"But, I don't like it here, I hate it here, this is not the real mother, Aunt Kwai and Rin - this is a dream."

Seeing Matou Sakura looking like this, Matou Kariya seemed disappointed and gave up a smile, and said:

"Yeah... This is a dream, a dream that will never wake up. But isn't it? There is no magic, no strife, every day is happy, and I can be with Sister Kui every day, isn't that Sakura, you? wish?"

"But, that's not really..."

"Everything I said, there is no difference between a dream that will never wake up and reality..." Matou Kariya was a little excited.

"no--"

"This is an eternal miracle..." Matou Kariya's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"No! Mom wouldn't show such a disgusting smile-"

"...!"

Matou Sakura covered her ears and lowered her head in fear, daring not to look at the fanatic Matou Kariya.

Yes, in fact, she had already faintly noticed that this was not her dream.The owner of the dream here is actually Matou Kariya.

Although the scene and the scene in memory are the same, everything is a reappearance of that afternoon in memory, but only the mother and sister are slightly different from the memory in memory.

Actually, my mother wouldn't talk so much to Uncle Kariya. Although my mother would care about Uncle Kariya, she would never keep her eyes on Uncle Kariya...

My sister likes Uncle Kariya's gifts, but she has a lot of complaints against Uncle Kariya, thinking that he is a very failed adult who needs severe encouragement, and will never be gentle to him...