Emiya Shirou Doesn’t Want to Work Overtime [722]
“Senpai, you must like me, right? That’s why you’re so gentle—why you’re telling me what’s wrong, teaching me like this.”
“Senpai, you must like me, right? That’s why you’re so gentle—why you’re telling me what’s wrong, teaching me like this.”
On shattered earth, worn by time, countless broken blades lay scattered carelessly across rust-stained soil. The midday sun mercilessly baked
His consciousness felt as though it was sinking into a vast ocean. Darkness closed around him as he steadily descended,
“No… No!” “Why—? Why!?” “I was being so careful—” “Why… even you… are so fragile—!” Seeing Shirou’s crushed, distorted hand
Boom—! Amid deafening thunder, those enormous, terrifying claws brutally tore through everything in their path. Space itself was pierced. The
Seeing Shirou Emiya deploy the same Noble Phantasm as that red-clad Archer to block his thrown spear, a savage grin
BOOOOM—! With a deafening roar, the earth violently shattered. An indescribably powerful shockwave erupted instantly, sending scorching waves of flame
Troublesome—but only troublesome. Although Lip possessed terrifying destructive power capable of annihilating anything, she paled considerably compared to battle-hardened Servants
“If I let you go, Senpai… Mother will definitely scold me.” “Senpai, can you promise me? Please stay here—don’t leave.
Morning arrived, and from the moment Shirou Emiya awoke, everything proceeded at lightning speed. Breaking out of prison, facing Robin