Emiya Shirou Doesn’t Want to Work Overtime [451]
“I don’t need to know those answers!” Looking at Soma holding out the divine wine, Shirou Emiya shook his head.
“I don’t need to know those answers!” Looking at Soma holding out the divine wine, Shirou Emiya shook his head.
Wind. Shirou Emiya was no stranger to wind. From the very beginning of his journey, the first thing he’d learned
“How can this be!” “How can this be!” “He’s just a human who doesn’t even have a Falna! He’s just
“No, I…you…how—!” The girl was completely stunned by Shirou Emiya’s actions. Her hands flailed about uncontrollably, unsure of what expression
“Whooo—!” Under the moonlight. Under the gentle breeze. Under the trembling earth. Shirou Emiya slowly raised the sakabatō in front
“Is that so? But my Familia members were merely playing around with that adventurer—it was you who rushed in blindly
“Why haven’t we stopped those Familia’s actions yet? Even if there’s ironclad evidence, this should still be handled by the
Bang bang bang bang bang—! Amidst the chaotic, sharp sound of gunfire, scorching-hot bullets shot forth from those pitch-black muzzles,
“He’s alone! After fighting for so long, his stamina’s long since run dry. He’s just forcing himself now!” “We still
“It’s nothing! Emiya, you’ve already helped us out so much! Not to mention you’ve improved several of our dishes and