Curse Shirou

Because someone ran away at a critical moment, Zenyuan Shier was so angry that he almost lost the octopus toy at the door. Fortunately, Kong Shiyu called at this time and saved Kotomine Shirou's nearly two weeks of hard work.

The day and the tyrant who answered the phone were itching their teeth with hatred. He heard from the intermediary that there seemed to be a few "countryside" curse masters running wild in Tokyo. The employer who had a headache asked him for help.

Kong Shiyu knew that Zenyuan Shier and the others just returned to China today, and their home was in Shibuya District, not far from Shinjuku, so he wanted him to come nearby and help.

"You just got home, right? Do you want to take this order? If you don't want to come, I can find someone else, but this time the employer is very generous, and the salary is indeed quite generous."

"Go, why don't you go?"

Zenyuan Shier tilted his neck, and his fist bones cracked.

He was worrying that he had nowhere to spread his fire, and since there was someone coming to his door, he certainly wouldn't mind making some extra money.

"Just wait, don't think it's over."

After hanging up the phone, Zenyuan Shier finally hammered the door. If it hadn't been transformed by Kotomine Shirou with magic, he would have opened the wooden plank long ago.

Hearing the sound of the outer door being opened and then slammed shut, knowing that the other party had gone out to work, Kotomine Shirou put down his hand covering the child's ear.

It seems that as long as she is in a safe environment, Xiaohui can sleep soundly and will not be woken up by the noise made by his father at all.

The young man habitually touched the cross chain on his chest, but couldn't help but find nothing. Only then did he remember that the sacred dress, together with his own heart, was given to that man.

...Are you really too conservative?

It is said on the Internet that men who are too conservative and feudal will be hated by girls. Would Shi Er also feel very impatient?

Kotomine Shirou, who has never been in love with anyone before, couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. He subconsciously dialed the number of his high school classmate and his only best friend, Shinji Matou——

"Do you want to die! Kotomine Shirou, do you frankly know what time it is on my side? Ah?!"

With blue eyes, he glanced at the clock, if it wasn't for the distance of a world, Matou Shinji really wanted to pinch You Shuran's neck and ask him.

Last night, the slut in Sakura's body had just rioted once, and now he is the only one left in the Matou family. If Alter in the black cup hadn't responded to him at the last moment, he would have almost been unable to suppress the out-of-control Sakura.

In the end, after tossing around until midnight and finally falling asleep, this bastard called again at one o'clock in the morning. What exactly was he trying to do? !

"Ah, sorry, I accidentally forgot, Shinji, can I ask you a question first? I'm in a hurry!"

Matou Shinji scratched his purple hair, which was messed up like seaweed, and lifted his spirits a little, and said in a textbook-like arrogant tone:

"Why is the question so urgent? Cough... If it's really only me who can give advice, it's not like this young master can't be extra lenient."

"Thank you so much, Shinji!"

Kotomine Shiro hurriedly asked him:

"You said that if the person you like wants me to intervene", but we are not married yet, will it be too rigid if I keep refusing? Should I first satisfy the other party physically? Shen Er, you have more love experience, Can you give me some advice?"

"........."

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, so quiet that Kotomine Shirou thought the person on the other side had fallen asleep, and was about to remind him, only to hear the indifferent voice of Matou Shinji:

"Kotomine Shirou."

"Ok?"

"I am your ancestor, let me die now!"

"???"

"Beep-beep-beep-"

"..."

Kotomine Shirou looked at the number in a daze, he was just asking a question, why did the other party suddenly get so angry?

He quickly texted:

【Shen Er? 】

[Reminder: You are not the friend of the other party, please send a friend application first, and you can chat with each other after the application is approved——]

? ? ? ? ? ?

Why do you blackmail yourself!

Matou Mansion in Fuyuki City, single dog and still a virgin, Matou Shinji blackmailed Kotomine Shirou and shut down the phone in one go, finally lay down refreshed, and decided not to talk to this inappropriate bastard anymore.

The handsome Hei Yingling knelt by the paper door, curious about the strange behavior of the master, and couldn't help asking:

"Have you encountered any troubles, Master?"

"...Hmph, it's just a troublesome idiot."

Matou Shinji straightened his nightcap, and was forced to answer his bad friend's worries about getting on base at one o'clock in the morning. The sour and smelly young master of a wealthy family fell to another level of sleep quality, and his face was so dark that he turned blue.

"Could it be your friend from the church?"

"Who else but him! I must have been blind to associate with this idiot!"

Seeing Matou Shinji turn his head and bury his face in the pillow, the corner of Heroic Spirit's mouth with a tear mole at the corner of his eyes slightly hooked.

Although these two times came as an Alter, Diarmuid is still the noble knight in essence. He always believes that friendship is a good thing and an indispensable beautiful existence①.

The master can have such a trustworthy friend, and he feels sincerely happy about it, even though the arrogant counterpart is unwilling to admit it.

Over there, the outside help failed——

Kotomine Shiro felt that he should wait for the other party to come back, and then perform well, but he waited all night.

Zenyuan Shier took a taxi to the neighboring Shinjuku district. This time, the owner of a high-end club was in trouble. Because he was well connected in the political world, he also knew a little about spells.

This time, there was a problem with one of the clubs under him. Through the introduction of the police department, he got Kong Shiyu's number, so he had the phone call to Zenyuan Shier later.

After all, he was the closest and the strongest trump card in his hands. He asked Tian and Tyrant to help solve it, and Kong Shiyu was worthy of the high employment price of the other party.

This time the curse seemed to be related to business secrets, so the employer was unwilling to find the magic circle to solve it. Kong Shiyu knew this well, and knew that Zenyuan Shier was not a talkative person, so he hung up the phone after a simple instruction.

The incident took place on Shinjuku East Street, a store with a particularly stylish decoration. To be honest, this is the first time Zenyuan Shier has entered the clubhouse.

And this is not an ordinary custom store, whether it is the behavior of the service staff or the division of the box space, it is obviously more advanced.

The employer who was waiting for him inside was wearing a three-piece suit, with one arm taken out of the coat and hanging down strangely by his side.

Seeing Zenyuan Shier being ushered in, the tall man stood up, first expressed surprise that he came so quickly, and then asked him to sit on the opposite sofa.

"I'm Ryuichi Asami, the owner of this store. Presumably the intermediary should have told you about the general situation?"

"Well, what happened to your right hand?"

As soon as Zenyuan Shier sat down, he asked straight to the point. As for the other party's self-introduction, he was not interested at all.

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Note ①: Quoted from the multi-voice lines of fgo Dilumu