[Comprehensive] Fate holy fool

The words are divided into two parts, one for each table.

The reason why this outdated description is used is because in the distant and long-lost real world, Kong Ming... After working overtime for 48 hours in a row, Mr. El-Melloi II finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to go crazy with a hoarse voice up.

"I didn't say, why do I [have to work overtime here]?!! No, I'm not blaming you, it's just..."

Faced with the paler and paler faces of the staff who also worked overtime all night, El-Melloi II had nowhere to vent his anger. On the only absent colleague:

"Where is Dazai? Didn't he say 'come over after a while'? Is he planning to hibernate here, or just sleep forever?? No, don't be distracted, and then analyze the virus program. I'll ask another student to look at it look……"

"Mr. El-Melloi!"

Before he finished speaking, a student called him out of breath from the door, "Teacher Dazai disappeared again--again, again!! He left a note in the room, saying that he was going to the front line while taking advantage of the chaos. Take a fish in troubled waters to see if you can find a beautiful woman to die in love, so that you don't have to wait for him..."

"Oh yeah, then let him die. If he succeeds this time, after a few days when this shit is over, I'll pick a grave in a better location for him in the market."

"Hehe, what are you talking about, Mr. El-Melloi?"

In front of the computer, a female programmer turned her head, the hastily smeared makeup on her face was soaked away by cold sweat, her cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and there were a pair of blue and black puffy bags under her eyes.

"Even if we successfully repaired the program, we still have to treat the rescued Master, and report to the headquarters and contact the parents. After all, we will have to work overtime for a month. I'm thinking about choosing a graveyard when you are free. Seeing Mr. Dazai should be interesting."

"Say a few words less, and you can't expect something good."

The long-haired man held the lit cigar between his fingers, and almost gnashed his teeth to puff out a puff of smoke, "How is it, what's the situation in the spirit world? Is there any big movement?"

——Just 48 hours ago, without warning, the outside world was completely cut off from the inside of the spirit world.Not to mention the monitoring screen, even the Master's life and death could not be confirmed, so that Sui Qunyuan, who was originally orderly, exploded into a pot of barley and red bean porridge in an instant. The paste that can't support the wall, or like El-Melloi II, worked overtime all night until he vomited blood, wishing to split himself into eight petals.

Fortunately, under the tacit understanding between the GM on-site and the staff off-site, the school managed to regain some control, and was able to grasp the living conditions of the Master in the spirit world.At present, there are countless light spots flickering on the dark screen in the room, just like the scattered stars in the night.

"The virus is gaining momentum, and 'corrosion' is on its way to the third tier."

The programmer raised his hand and wiped her face, and her fangs were covered with sweat mixed with eye shadow, "We are trying our best to stop it, but the situation is not optimistic. The other party seems to know the loopholes in Sui Qunyuan's defense system..."

"That's no wonder."

The layers of folds between El-Melloi II's brows were like clockwork, and they were involuntarily tightened again.

"This is not an impromptu prank, but a premeditated crime planned by the other side for a long time against the Hoi Qunhara Holy Grail War. What are the weaknesses of the "Spirit World" designed by Sui Qunhara, where to start, and how to break through... Regarding these issues, the other party has obviously conducted years of careful research."

"... Tsk, why can't they put this thought into listening to the class? It seems that there are too few homework assignments."

Of course, the second half of the sentence is due to his selfishness as a professor.

"Continue to monitor. Until we find a way to eliminate the virus, our side cannot relax for a moment."

El-Melloi II put the cigar out in the ashtray, and gave concise instructions to the staff, "The brats are still fighting, it would be shameless for adults to be discouraged first. If you can't bear it, go to rest. Three to four hour shifts, I'm here to watch. —By the way, what's going on 'outside'?"

"Yes, there is no problem for the time being!"

The correspondent quickly raised his hand and replied, "Although the number of people manipulated by "Sin Song" continues to increase, and the school is in chaos, the counterattack led by Mr. Kunikida in the East Zone and Mr. Einzbern in the West Zone should be difficult for the opponents to break through. "

"Really? That's good. Remind the people at the scene that the priority is to evacuate the teachers and students who are not good at actual combat, and be careful when doing it. We must not only stop the "Sin Song" from causing trouble, but also protect those who are under control. . "

"Yes! However, the 'teacher who is not good at actual combat' should only be you, teacher..."

"?"

El-Melloi II raised his head, "Did you say something just now?"

"Nothing! I'm going to contact the two teachers at the scene!!"

……

On the other hand, the "on-site" situation is far less optimistic than they imagined.

At the same time when the school lost contact with the spiritual world, a large number of "children" of "Sin Song"—students and people whose minds have been manipulated also poured out like locusts, wounding people everywhere with crude knives, far exceeding the scale of the preliminary round. In the blink of an eye, it swept across the entire campus, giving it the majestic momentum of a zombie siege.

Half of the best students in Sui Qunyuan were still injured, and the other half of the top elites were trapped in Two-dimensional and became vegetative. As a last resort, a small number of teachers could only organize a confrontation.Kunikida has an armed detective agency who works part-time. He usually walks around the streets to fight against violence, or beats up Dazai (perhaps this can be regarded as a kind of violence against violence). When encountering such a scene, it is natural for him to do his part; Alice Mrs. Phil is used to living a leisurely life with her daughter, perhaps because her daughter was implicated, but this time she is not unreasonable in confronting people head-on, she personally went to the danger to direct her, and she was very picky about women, and her mate selection standards were full Kunikida, who wrote more than 50 articles, was amazed: Who said that there are no women who meet these standards in the world?Isn't there.

...The only regret is that she is already married, her husband Kiritsugu has a pair of sharp dead fish eyes that can stab a hole in a person, and the crystallization of their love can not only make soy sauce, but even kill little monsters.

Untimely.

"...Mr. Tian, ​​Mr. Kunikida! How is the situation with you?"

"Ah, oh, no problem, the Eastern District can hold on! But, the enemies are really endless..."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, "Sin Song" can proliferate indefinitely, and we can only delay time. "

The silver-haired woman, as beautiful as a puppet, rested her cheek with one hand, her face was clouded with gloom, and the lingering worries were sewn into her slender brows.

There is no doubt that the other party sent "Sin Song" to harass at this juncture, just to make them lose sight of one thing and lose another, and have no time to focus on virus cracking operations.And every second that the cracking was delayed, the danger of her daughter, Ilias Fel, would increase by one point.

"At least, if someone can wipe them out..."

...Then there are only EX curry sticks.

Kunikida thought.

Kunikida is known as an "idealist living in reality". His temperament is as straightforward as his sexual orientation. He has always believed in down-to-earth and hard work. The most unbelievable thing is a dramatic reversal or a mechanical descent. Of course, he will not pin his hopes on things that fall from the sky. Curry sticks.

He felt that Irisviel's words were a bit unrealistic, and he didn't mean to be serious. He was about to politely echo a few words, but suddenly he saw a figure soaring into the sky from a distance, spinning like a spinning top for three and a half weeks, and then falling in a parabola. , solidly fell all over at his feet.

"???!!!"

Kunikida didn't hold back, and almost bit the tip of his tongue: "What is this..."

The man on the ground was already unable to answer, he just struggled and thrashed like a dying fish on a chopping board, with a "clucking" sound in his throat.His bloodshot eyes were still shining red at first, but soon turned pale like a dead fish, his head was tilted to one side, and he lay limp and motionless.

"...What, what's going on..."

Kunikida was baffled, and when he looked up, he saw that the night sky had changed - not only the person at his feet, but also the "children" who were being manipulated in the line of "Sin Songs" that flowed like termites on the opposite side. He stepped on a trampoline and was being thrown into the sky one by one in various messy postures in the wind.

Looking carefully, there seems to be something else vaguely mixed in the sea of ​​people in the sky like festival fireworks... Huge square objects...

“……………………That is, a vending machine??”

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At the same time · Lingzi World

……

"Come on, this way. It's okay, you don't have to worry about those shadow followers, leave everything to me..."

When Enkidu finished speaking, he also raised his hand, and the wide sleeves slid down. At first glance, it looked like a slender wrist that could not even twist the neck of a chicken, but he just moved his five fingers lightly, and the black mud soaked it in an instant. A clearing was opened on the road for Gaoyue to jump and walk like a rabbit.

"Akutagawa-senpai!!"

Gao Yue turned her head and shouted, while stretching out her right hand forward.

"I do not need……"

Akutagawa nailed the slender black blade into the ground, supported his body like a pole, and could float in the air without much effort, so he didn't need to jump up and down like her.But after he muttered these words in a low voice, he still stretched out his hand in the direction of Gaoyue, first wrapped a black cloth around her elbow, and then pulled it lightly, and his whole body fell to the ground lightly like a pitch-black kite.

"……Great."

Satsuki glanced back over his shoulder, with a rare hint of lingering fear in her tone.

……

At the beginning of the journey, the "third layer" they witnessed was pitch black, and there was only darkness—and the only road in the darkness that shimmered endlessly, which was so smooth that it was almost boring, so they didn't quite understand the significance of Enkidu's entourage .

But they soon found out.

With a certain point in time as the boundary, the surroundings suddenly brightened like daytime, and various scenes of deja vu appeared like a movie.

Sometimes it's the mediocre streets.

Sometimes it is a sunny campus.

Occasionally, there are dark basements and mansions filled with decay, but most of them along the way are bright scenery that gives people a bright and relaxed impression.

"........."

Needless to say.

As Enkidu said, this place is not only a corridor leading to the center, but also like jumping into the sea, one must sink endlessly into Sakura's sealed heart.

——Therefore, the "defense facilities" along the way are naturally extraordinary.

Although looking around is full of warm scenes in memory, through the window of the teaching building and across the low courtyard walls on both sides of the street, you can see foaming black mud rising everywhere, as if there is a pool of boiling water stored underground. of magma.

The black mud was also like the second layer, gradually distorted and condensed into a human form, and it was about to turn into shadow followers and swarmed in.

"Senior, please be careful..."

After all, there is no familiar Servant by his side, and the enemy is outnumbered at the moment, Satsuki and Akutagawa looked at each other, tensing their nerves in unison.

But before the guy had time to copy it, they could only see a golden light in front of them, and the roar of explosions could be heard endlessly. When they came back to their senses, the figures of the crowd had already disappeared, leaving only the mud on the ground. He was spitting out bubbles, looking very pitiful.

Two people: "..."

——I have to admit that since Enkidu said "Leave it to me", apart from his old friends coming in person, I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who can intervene.

Logically speaking, if others want to "kill a bloody road", they have to be chopped twice symbolically; but this beauty who is as delicate as a weak willow is not the case. He directly bombards with howitzers, and the process is mesopotam Mia is simple, brutal and brutal in the same strain, and it will be over if she is killed to the scum.

"Okay, let's move on."

In the end, he still didn't forget to turn around and smile gently, the smile was still weak, and the pupils of his eyes were so clear that they could touch the bottom with just stretching out his hand.

"..."

In the end, Akutagawa stared at his back almost with respect—probably in his eyes, this kind of calm demeanor, which is vigorous and unobtrusive, can be used as a model for the killer industry.

He's just awesome.

……

……

……

"It seems...it's over?"

After traversing the long landscape of memories, the surroundings returned to darkness, Satsuki's eyes widened uncomfortably for a moment, and she tiptoed to look around.

"be careful."

Akutagawa pressed her shoulder with one hand, "Maybe there is..."

"No, it's really over."

Enkidu stopped his steps calmly, stretched his hand forward a little: "Look. There is the 'Entrance'."

"That is……"

That is the only light source under the night, and the only bright color beyond the darkness.

In front of Enkidu's finger—as if waiting for someone to come, a tall ancient tree spread its branches and leaves, green and verdant, standing silently.

"This tree... I have an impression."

Gaoyue stepped forward, urging her brain to retrieve memories like Fei Ye.

"By the way, senior, do you still remember? In the mountain shrine on the first floor, there is such a 'cherry tree that fulfills wishes'. But why does this tree appear in Sakura's mental image world..."

"Hmm. Although I don't know the specific situation, this should be the girl's 'end of memory'."

Enkidu nodded slightly.

"In other words, she is also pinning her 'last hope' here..."

—Then, the girl resolutely threw herself into despair.

(Sakura, it's all because of me...)

The accompanying guilt and self-blame are rising like a tide, oppressing the chest, clogging the mouth and nose, and almost drowning the eyebrows.Even so, Satsuki did not take her eyes off the tombstone-like silent cherry tree in front of her.

What kind of mood did Sakura look at this "sacred tree of wishing" at the last moment?

Did she make a wish?

Does she believe the tree can grant wishes?

——Including Satsuki, has she been unable to trust anyone anymore?

"...This cherry tree hasn't bloomed."

Satsuki herself also understands that this is an empty exclamation with no reason or meaning.

The spirit child world never changes seasons. The hot spring street venue they randomly enter on the first floor is fixed in "May". At that time, the cherry blossoms have already withered, and the cherry trees that exist as the background will naturally not bloom.

It was originally an insignificant detail, but under the current situation, it was tinged with a sense of ominousness for no reason.

"Saoyue" means May.

In the high moon of the world, there are no cherry blossoms.

"..."

Gao Yue lowered her head and took a long, thin breath.

She felt that the road ahead was dangerous, but she was full of determination to see death as home, but when she turned her head to look at Jie Chuan, she was still hesitant, with a hint of reluctance in her clear eyes.

Still reluctant.

It is so hard-won, even if there is no choice, even though thousands of people are going to go, and rationality and sensibility tell her "must go", how can she really be willing.

"Akutagawa-senpai..."

Satsuki raised that tone to her throat, clenched her fists tightly, trying to find a little confidence for herself leading to Happy End.

"I will try my best to come back alive, and try my best to live a good life with everyone. I know that this possibility is very small, almost equal to a miracle... So, if I really achieve this miraculous and perfect ending, can you please, that , I mean, the reward..."

That is the innocent and clumsy hope of a girl.

She thought that if she made a promise about "what will happen in the future", no matter how dangerous the future is, she would be able to grasp a little hope, just like a distant lighthouse on the sea at night, or a strand of spider silk hanging down in the endless hell.

But she didn't know - this kind of promise has another scientific name, called Flag.

No matter how beautiful the content is, these promises (death) promises (flags) exist for the sake of tragedy, BE and being let down, and once they are exported, they are irreversible, and even the sad background sound of blood ending can be heard.

"..."

Akutagawa lowered his head and stared fixedly at her, as if he was thinking about how to raise the flag naturally on such an occasion.

But he soon discovered that he was not suitable for this kind of thinking, and Dazai never taught him how to confide his heart to the opposite sex without blushing and heartbeat.

So he gave up thinking.

Akutagawa, who gave up thinking, took a step closer to the girl, stretched out his hand and brushed away the fine hair on her cheeks—just like this, he held her face with one hand, and quickly lowered his head as if rushing to reincarnate, and lightly touched her lips like a dragonfly. Touched it.

...Then he quickly turned his face away, pretending to be looking at the scenery and nothing happened, leaving only Gaoyue at a loss, really didn't understand what happened at that moment just now.

"Senior, is this...?"

"It's an advance payment."

Akutagawa briefly explained without looking back, "You have already been rewarded, so you must come back no matter what."

"Ah, um, oh. That's what I planned too. But senpai, in case something happens—"

"However, it doesn't matter if you don't come back."

Akutagawa interrupted her suddenly with a deep voice, his tone was as usual, and there was no softness in his words or voice, it sounded really cold and heartless.

But when Gaoyue looked up at him, she felt that he still had the same pale face, thin outline, and a pair of dark eyes that couldn't tell the difference between joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but the darkness residing in his eyes was like a summer night, coming head-on. The wind comes with cool water vapor and quiet warmth.

So she held her breath and waited for the next sentence.

"Didn't you just say that?" Akutagawa continued calmly, "I'm asked to 'wait for your return'. Although it's a little late, Fukamachi, I can tell you the answer right now."

"...The answer is yes?"

Satsuki blinked nervously.

"[I won't wait for you]."

Akutagawa's tone of reply was as simple and neat as usual, coupled with the content, it sounded even more unkind.If it was a girl who couldn't hold her breath, she might have started crying by now.

But Satsuki was calmer than anyone else, so she didn't make trouble or cry, and waited quietly with her eyes wide open for Akutagawa's next words:

"I'm a hound raised by the port mafia. As long as I live, as long as this land and sky remain, there's nowhere I can't go."

"So I won't wait for you."

"If you don't come back, Fukamachi—I'll see you anywhere."

"…………"

That moment.

How should I describe my mood, Satsuki thought.

In short... well, it's probably "he's so nice, I love him forever".

But she is too real after all, knowing that her "life" is not guaranteed, and if she is really BE, she won't be able to drag others down for the rest of her life, so she can't help but want to make a clear distinction with Akutagawa:

"No, it's too dangerous senior. Going forward, I'm only allowed to enter alone. At least you promise me that you can never follow here—"

"Are you that lacking in self-confidence?"

Akutagawa tilted his neck expressionlessly, and there was a bit of Risen's cold sarcasm in his expression, "'The probability of success is equal to a miracle'? It's too useless, Fukamachi. What is a 'miracle'. If you Think, now that I am here, I can let you see."

"……Eh?"

Satsuki became more and more confused, "What miracle? Senior, did you learn magic tricks from someone?"

"for example……"

Akutagawa didn't comment, just turned his head and squinted at the ominous, flowerless cherry tree, and twitched the corner of his mouth as if he had some deep meaning.

"If the cherry trees bloom in May, it will be considered a 'miracle' in your mouth."

"That's indeed..."

Before Gaoyue could finish her sentence, Akutagawa casually took off the dark coat that she never left, spread it out, and slapped her shoulders very sloppily.

Then, she watched as the white shirt on his body changed shape, winding towards the canopy of the tree like a trickle. Because of its luminous effect, it seemed to cut out a ray of the Milky Way from the night sky.

She suddenly understood what Akutagawa was going to do.

"Akutagawa-senpai, you, why... is this—"

——That is, 【Sakura】.

"Rashomon" transforms into countless strands of white light, like new snow piled up on the branches, and then carves out the shape of cherry blossoms one by one.It is a common Someiyoshino cherry tree, with a snow-white color and five-fold petals stretching out, taking good care of the delicate flower center.

One, two, ten, thousands of cherry blossoms, all covered with white clouds and mists like mountains, no one can count how many cherry blossoms there are on the trees.

——The cherry blossoms that shouldn't bloom in May and shouldn't be seen.

"The so-called miracle is nothing more than a trick of fate."

Akutagawa's cold voice sounded from behind her.

That voice was so firm and final, it taught her to know that he was here—he would always be here. It was probably the rare luck in this world in the legend, and it was her destined love that would definitely meet again after going through twists and turns.

"...Well, that's right. The senior only believes in 'man-made'. The so-called miracle, to you, is just something that can be done with a little effort."

Gao Yue stared blankly at the swaying pure white flowers, her nose felt sore, she wanted to cry inexplicably, but finally she lowered her head and smiled embarrassedly.

"I understand, senpai. I will work hard too..."

"……what's so funny?"

Then there was a cold touch on her forehead, and the sound of breathing was closer than ever, as if Akutagawa's lowered face was touching her forehead.

Akutagawa has a lot of idiosyncrasies in his speech, with a touch of elegant, over-pretty old-fashioned style, which is hard to avoid being obscure and contrived on weekdays.But there are always times when he opens his mouth like a fresh and meaningful Waka on the letter paper, every setback has a rhythm, and it is a long and unforgettable lingering time.

"Although it is extremely difficult to understand among humans... But as long as we meet with each other, things may be unexpectedly and easily resolved."

"Go see Sakura Matou. Just like you came to see me in the past."

The author has something to say:

"Meeting you is a rare miracle in this world."

——I wish you all a happy white love in advance!Let’s celebrate with a bowl of dog food before the ending!Please connect the titles of the two chapters to read w

As for Akutagawa, seriously thinking about how to flirt with a girl is absolutely fruitless (X) but he probably doesn’t know it, even if he closes his eyes xjb and speaks, no matter how cold and uninteresting he speaks, he can make a critical blow invisible ... There is no reason, it is because he looks too dark, twisted, cruel and sick on the surface (...), but in fact he is too kind (trying to get closer to Hei Shizai, but there is still a Dun in his bones).Good people are really a lifetime thing...

PS:

#不见其人先见自己机#

#kongmingteacher is also working overtime today, although he is not Kongming now#

#Actually, I don’t know if Mrs. Ellie Fu meets Kunikida’s criteria for choosing a spouse that “there is no such person in the world”, but since she is a wife, she should be able to do anything!Because it's my wife! #

Sakura no Scroll: One day spring will come