[Comprehensive] gift to you

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The black-haired boy walked into the summoning room with three holy crystals in his arms.

"I use what I make, and I don't know whether to say it is random or willful." The villain who has already touched the Saint Quartz has long since lost interest in this beautiful stone. On his shoulders, he pulled the tip of "myself" black hair, "Return three to the master, and then take three to play with - that Da Vinci is really..."

He tilted his head and thought about the adjective: "Freedom?"

"The contract will be transferred to the master, and I can act as a "medium" to summon the relevant characters. "Yiyu carefully placed the Saint Quartz in the center of the summoning array, with the corners of his mouth raised, appearing to be in a good mood.

"Don't summon the Demon God Pillar directly," the villain muttered, "That would be so embarrassing..."

The black-haired boy kept smiling, and consciously stood on the "medium" magic circle, recalling the summoned mantra: "Declaration—your body is under me, and my fate is on your sword...wrapping you three Dayanling Qitian, come from the wheel of restraint, O guardian of the scales!"

The golden light lit up, and a figure appeared in it.

Yiyu blinked, looking at the man in front of him, feeling a little inexplicable for a moment.

—I don’t know them at all.

He didn't show his disappointment in a rude manner, the curvature of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and his black eyes met the man peacefully.

"Oh, you seem a little disappointed?" The man raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry. "Get to know me. I'm Sherlock Holmes—it seems that Tatsuka Fujimaru is not here."

Otoha was a little surprised, but quickly realized that this Sherlock Holmes was probably the "Sherlock Holmes" in the previous novels in the world of Naisen.

Not the big detective he knew.

"You quickly distinguished me from that unknown person, which is very good." The detective stepped off the summoning circle, "Would you mind telling me what that person looks like—oh yes, you mind."

He decisively shut his mouth, and no longer bothered this young man who seemed to be in a bad mood, but his expression remained the same.

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Yiyu looked helplessly at the detective who poked his heart every sentence, and after quickly adjusting his mentality, he finally said a word: "Do you need me to take you to see someone?"

This "Sherlock Holmes" seemed to know about Chaldea.

"Please take me to Da Vinci, thank you." Holmes nodded politely. "I apologize for making you unhappy."

"It's okay." Otoyu smiled, and led the detective to the control room, "As a reward, can you sign me later?"

"Of course." The British gentleman agreed briskly. He was three steps behind the young man, keeping a distance without haste. "You can ask for a little more."

After all, the boy's current mood is really not good.

"Well... it's here."

The young man ignored Holmes' words, turned sideways to let the detective out of the way, and did not intend to go in.

Holmes raised his eyebrows and stepped into the control room where the door opened automatically. Just before the door closed, he glanced back.

The black-haired boy had already turned around, his back was straight, his soft curly hair swayed slightly with the boy's walking, his steps seemed to have a set rhythm, and there was no slight error in the length and interval of each step, just like the best The watch is like a watch, and every step of the work is done calmly.

The door was completely closed, covering the boy's back.

"Interesting." Holmes naturally saw that the young man was not a soldier, but he was quite concerned about the skills that the young man seemed to be taught to learn.

"Ah... Forget it, think about how to apologize." He raised the corner of his mouth, walked into the control room, and greeted the staff briskly.

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"I've already said that I don't want you to return it!" The black saint turned her head in disgust, but she didn't throw away the sweets that Otoha gave her.

"After all, the crystal that Alter-san gave me at that time really helped me a lot." The black-haired boy's eyes were bent, imitating what others call the black saint, with a kind of intimacy that people can't refuse, " I also specially asked Mr. Emiya what your taste is, I hope you like it."

"Who would like such a soft thing!" Jeanne Alter squeezed the bag, but did not dare to use too much force, "Although the dragon buns are indeed a bit cute...I mean, they don't look like dragons at all! This kind of ——Things that make people don’t know how to deal with them will only make people sick!”

She reiterated her point: "Yeah, I don't like it at all!"

"Anyway, you can take this gift in return first." Otoyu waved his hand with a smile on his face, and left.

"This... this kind of thing!" The black saint wanted to say something cruel, but found that the "audience" was no longer there, so she could only snort, and then quickly looked around.

She squeezed the packaged steamed buns, and the plump dragon was obediently deformed, and then slowly returned to its original shape after no force was placed on it.

"Huh!" Her sneer made people shudder, as if there was a materialized black air floating behind her——then squeezed again.

"..." The black saint, who felt as if she had been poisoned by something, was silent for a while, and while lifting her feet back to the room, she muttered hypnotically to herself, "This soft feeling really makes me want to vomit, how could I I like it, the taste must be so bad that it explodes—speaking of which, is the shape deliberately designed to make me unable to eat it!"

"Hey, it's a classic that doesn't match your heart." The villain sat on Otoyu's head with a smile, "Is it all delivered?"

Otoyu nodded: "More than 30 animal steamed buns, all of which have been given away."

——If it wasn't for the monitoring in Chaldea, he wouldn't know that so many people gave him crystals.

"Then next..." The villain stopped talking, and turned his head to look at Holmes who was walking towards him.

"Here, sign." The detective who had been in the control room for several days handed over a piece of white paper with his name on it, his brows and eyes stretched, "I thought about it, and found a way to help you—it's mine. Sorry."

Otoha swallowed his words of thanks, and looked up at the man in front of him.

——Although he really didn't know this Sherlock, he was still very familiar with the "Sherlock Holmes" trouble-making expression.

"There is a line of defense that needs to be defended. You can go there to protect the soldiers," Holmes said unhurriedly, "but you can't support Fujimaru Tateka who is doing other tasks. Don't think about fighting against the gods."

Yiyu was stunned for a moment, it was undeniable that he was a little moved.

Since Da Vinci resolutely refused or even ignored him when he wanted to help that day, he seldom went to the control room, and tried his best to avoid the situation where he could only watch but couldn't help again.

…that feeling made him feel kind of bad, in every sense of the word.

"Won't it cause trouble for others?" he asked.

"Of course not—as long as you don't participate in the plan." The detective twitched his little finger, "You can only help out in harmless places, understand? And you are not allowed to act alone."

He didn't know how to see that Yiyu's obedient appearance always liked to be alone, and raised his eyebrows as a warning: "You must listen to me, and you are not allowed to leave that place without permission, understand?"

"..." Otoyu actually missed someone treating him like a child for a while, and nodded after thinking for a while, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The author has something to say: ah...it seems that there is nothing to say

In short, congratulations, I finally started to touch the original plot! x

Holmes didn't poke Otoha's point on purpose, his feeling is probably like this:

I was summoned, and I responded in seconds, only to find that I didn't know this person and that I was not in a good mood after being summoned.

After the introduction, the summoner's mood continued to decline, and after hearing the name, his mood rose a little and then continued to fall down a slippery slope.

(It was the first time that someone was so "hated") Holmes: ...I am really afraid of you.

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Cough, by the way, I wish everyone who is about to usher in the college entrance examination and high school entrance examination to be admitted to the school you like!