[Comprehensive] IF masters have retired

I, Emiya Shirou, will still be afraid of your failure?

Emiya Shirou didn't mean to feel guilty at all, he raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face was as calm as ever.

"What is the taste?"

Lixiang No. [-] put a large chopsticks of food in his own bowl, handed it to Emiya Shirou, and signaled him to eat.

“The taste of this meal!”

Why is it exactly the same as the "machine" in my "Chaldea"?

Was discovered.

Shirou Emiya thought so, and instead of answering this question directly, he raised his eyebrows, exposing the air of a playboy, and said a little dissolutely: "You want to kiss me indirectly like that?"

When encountering problems, he is more accustomed to choosing to attack to solve them.

Hey!I'm so grumpy!

In the early morning, he was beaten up by Emiya of this world. Although he is not an Emiya Shirou, he is!Will Lixiang be angry?

Yes, he is not as close to the Heroic Spirits as he was when he was young.

But who is this standing in front of me!

He is Emiya Shirou!

Emiya Shiro prepares breakfast for Fujimaru Tachika every morning, catches him eating snacks every night, and even starts knitting sweaters when it’s cold!

Lixiang No. [-] spotted the moment when Wei Gong opened his mouth, and stuffed the food in his hand into the other's mouth with a swipe.

Fast, accurate, hard.

The food grazed the soft lips of the other party, and the chopsticks did not touch any hard teeth, and the food was accurately sent into the other party's mouth and landed on the tongue coating.

It fully reflects how important the physical training he has never missed over the years is.

In fact, Emiya Shiro could dodge, but he let it go.

The inexplicable emotion in my heart let go of the slightly intimate gesture of the other party.

Even he himself didn't realize how soft his eyes looked at the other person when the food touched the tip of his tongue.

This kind of look is completely different from the lethal attitude of the playboy just now.

Lixiang No. [-] kept saying silently in his heart: hold on!Fujimaru Tachika, you can't lose!

Pulling back her own thoughts with strong willpower, Li Xiang coughed lightly and said, "How is it, is this smell familiar?"

Emiya Shirou chewed slowly, his eyes kept on Lixiang, as if what he devoured was the flesh and blood of the other party.

"Yes."

This is my own craft, can you not be familiar with it?

"very familiar."

Seeing that the other party admitted, Lixiang No. [-]'s mood suddenly sank, he pursed his lips, organized his words, "I thought—"

"Why don't you tell me?"

Emiya Shirou looked at the small movements on Lixiang No. [-]'s face, and felt ashamed for some reason.

The sense of shame went straight from the soles of his feet to his head, and because of this sense of shame, small goose bumps slowly appeared on his skin.

That's the way he is, awkward in odd places.

So he said: "What did I say? Canteens in this world have also begun to implement machine cooking?"

"Weigong!"

Emiya Shirou turned his head away, and there was an obvious sound in his mouth: "Tsk."

This is Emiya Shiro's unique way of issuing a compromise, which means acknowledging his own approach.

Lixiang No. [-] just felt angry and funny, he had no choice but to coax him softly, he said what he wanted to say, and what he had to say: "Weimong, that food is delicious."

"I like it very much, thank you for specially adjusting the taste for me."

"I—I still want to, once, again, every time, eat your cooking."

In other words, it is a bit straight.

While being straight, you can't deny the beauty of it.

It was difficult for Emiya Shiro to realize when this feeling in his heart arose.

Whether he was living as a human being with this name or as a heroic spirit, there are obvious similarities with Fujimaru Tachika.

He can't help but feel pity.

This kind of pity seems to see the future of the other party.

He began to take care of each other as a senior.

Emiya Shirou was not surprised to get the nickname of Mama, he knew what he had done.

But when the feelings like the pale and small flowers on the side of the road began to deteriorate, the position he was in, the nickname brought to him...

is endlessly limited.

He drew a circle, enclosing himself in it as an elder and a person who had experienced it.

How can it be considered good for a person?

Some things, when done by others, can be called pursuits, but if it falls on him, it can only be the care of the elders.

Not reconciled.

When stretching out hands in the kitchen with Heroic Spirits who are also culinary masters, listening to these men and women boldly and naturally declaring their love for the Master.

The inevitable unwillingness swept Emiya Shirou.

But all he can do is to wait for the occasionally greedy Fujimaru Tateka to fall into the trap at night.

In the brief darkness, like a pervert, skin-to-skin contact with each other in a less intimate way.

It is used to ease the dissatisfaction in one's heart.

Withdrawing all his thoughts, Emiya Shirou was able to maintain his composure and composure.

He is a senior, an elder, and a reliable partner.

So don't be confused by such slightly ambiguous words.

He will not take any step away from the image of Emiya Mama.

Absolutely not.

"Really? That's fine."

He intended to stop the conversation, the end of all hope.

In fact, Fujimaru Tachika never wanted to understand what he was thinking after knowing all these things.

All day yesterday, the more he came into contact with Shirou Emiya of this world, the more dissatisfied he became.

There seemed to be some voice in his heart that kept urging him: that's not the case.

The urging sound reflected the deepest desire in his heart.

He is not the type that he will accept when others treat him well and others like him.

Seriously speaking, Fujimaru Tachika is considered a very popular man in the real world.

The first is his appearance, which can be called handsome among many handsome heroes; through his character, being able to lead so many heroic spirits through that long journey is proof in itself; secondly, he has a solid body that has been trained all year round , Even wearing worn clothes can feel like a catwalk.

Not to mention that compared to other men, he respects every independent living body in the world, the kind of empathy and sympathy that is beyond ordinary people—at least beyond men.

No matter from which aspect, it is an advantage that will make people like it.

Of course, that excess of empathy and sympathy really brought a lot of trouble when Fujimaru Tatsuka was the Master.

Putting this aside for the time being, let’s talk about Fujimaru Tachika, who is a social animal in the real world. Since he came back to this world, he has received many confessions from his classmates and colleagues.

Even with the opening of the times, there have been dramatic scenes where people fell in love at first sight while walking on the road.

But he is still single.

It's not that he's too picky, it's just that he's not moved.

only--

At this time, it is beating, anxious, and constantly making urging sounds, what does it mean?

Lixiang No. [-] didn't continue talking, but carefully looked at the person in front of him while eating, whom he had always jokingly called "Ma Ma" in the past.

He tried to look at each other with a new perspective.

Irregular beating in the heart, do you like it?

He has never liked anyone, and this state of never being moved by others lasted for too long, so that he forgot what it was like to like someone in the journey of avoiding loneliness.

Do you like it?

The topic stopped here as Shirou Emiya wished, and did not go any further.

But the eyes of Lixiang No. [-], who should be concentrating on eating, are really unbearable.That gaze was like a ray, scanning his body, trying to see through him, but suddenly very patiently, scrutinizing every inch of his skin.

Emiya Shiro felt like sitting on pins and needles.

He wanted to get up and escape the situation.

But Lixiang No. [-] can always stop him with his eyes when he wants to talk about this topic, or easily change the topic.

He had no choice but to retreat steadily.

It was clearly sitting there peacefully, neither eating nor working.

Extending from the slender neck to the back, everything is wet, covered with a thin layer of sweat.

This eerie breakfast finally came to an end.

After Emiya Shiro and Lixiang No. [-] talked about what happened in the two worlds in just two days, he finally persuaded the particularly stubborn Lixiang No. [-] with his identity.

Take the other party to the infirmary.

Are you finally willing to heal the bruises on your face that are the same as those from domestic violence?

Along the way, many staff members of Chaldea put strange eyes on the eyes of Lixiang No. [-], just like watching animals in the zoo.

Lixiang No. [-] thought that the injury would disappear in the infirmary anyway, so he just made the best use of everything he had and devoted himself to playing the poor little girl who was beaten up by Emiya Shiro.

Emiya Shiro immediately rubbed the original extravagant hope, and stuffed it back to the deepest part of his heart. Looking at the extraordinarily mischievous Tachika No. 30 (emphasis highlighted: he will be [-] years old), he felt that the inexplicable ambiguity during the meal just now was all about himself delusions of imagination.

He touched the nape of his neck again, feeling the wetness of his hand like irony.

There is no one in the infirmary.

Pink and Purple, the two guys most likely to be in the infirmary, were nowhere to be seen.

Fortunately, Emiya Shirou was also familiar with where the medicines were placed, so he got up and went to get them for Lixiang No. [-].

It can be regarded as dealing with the aftermath of my own recklessness in another world.

Thinking of this, he found an exceptionally reasonable explanation for his actions.

Lixiang No. [-] obediently dragged a chair with rollers, sat on the seat, raised his head and waited for Emiya Shirou to treat the wound.

When he raised his head, the sharp lines on his face became blurred.

From Emiya Shirou's point of view, he is extraordinarily obedient, and his age seems to have returned to ten years ago.

fantastic.

Emiya Shirou approached with the medicine in hand, and the breaths of the two tentatively touched each other.

"It's a bit cold." Emiya Shirou reminded.

Lixiang No. [-] closed her eyes, nunu her mouth, and motioned for the opponent to do something.

This action - no matter how you look at it, it looks like asking for a kiss.

Wei Gong Shirou shook the spray in his hand, and lifted the broken hair on the other side's forehead.

Fujimaru Tachika's brow bone is extremely delicate, from the full forehead to his sharp cheeks, it looks like the most perfect work of a painter.

Emiya Shirou didn't stop his gaze here, he aimed the spray at Lixiang's forehead, but his eyes fell on the other's pursed mouth.

The medicine is sprayed on the bruise.

Even with preparations in advance, Fujimaru Tateka shivered from the cold touch.

The eye on the bruised side was still closed, and the other side sneaked open, like a wink.

After all, it was a magician's special medicine, and the bruises had begun to fade at a slow rate.

Keeping this wink, Fujimaru Tatsuka said: "Mr. Emiya, haven't you heard of it?"

"What haven't we heard?"

"Close your eyes and pout, just waiting for you to kiss me."

"It's better not to let me say it?"

The author has something to say:

Lixiang, you are a middle-aged person knowing it.

you have grown up!

Let you become a magician tomorrow!

(No)

The author was notified that many chapters in my previous novel were locked.

I took a look: Farewell, I can't change it!

adults!Did not directly engage in yellow!

why not!

What is wrong with people of the yellow race doing yellow? ! !