"Tut-tut! Brother and sister, kiss in front of the public. ”

"You're so bold, Black Iron!"

Looking at the picture in his student handbook, Emiya Shirou, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled at Kurotetsu Kazuki, who was lying on his bed.

It was already the night after that incident.

After Kuritsu Zhuzuku and Kurotetsu Kazuki scored twice, and when they were about to do it for the third time, they were finally stopped by Kurotetsu Kazuki, who had woken up.

He then fled back to his dormitory.

"I was forced to run away by my sister. What a shame you're on! Black Iron! ”

"Stop making fun of me, Emiya!"

Finally unable to endure Emiya Shirou's teasing any longer, Heitetsu Kazuki jumped directly from the bed and yelled loudly.

But the next moment, his whole body was drained of his strength and he fell directly to the ground.

"You even recorded it?"

Looking at the student handbook being played in Emiya Shirou's hand, Heitie Yihui hated himself extremely much at this time.

At that time, why was my resistance so weak.

I was actually bewildered by the beauty of the bead Shizuku.

So much so that his black history was forever left in the hands of his roommates.

Heitie Yihui seemed to have seen his miserable future life at this time.

Although they have only been together for a short period of time, Heitie Yihui has already seen that under the surface of this man's seriousness, there is a black heart wrapped in it.

"Deleted it!"

Immediately decided, Kurotetsu Kazuki quickly rushed to the student manual in Emiya Shirou's hand.

But who is Emiya Shirou?

Before Heitie Yihui pounced, he had already sensed the other party's intentions.

I saw that he swirled the palm of his hand holding the student handbook, and dodged the pounce of Black Iron Yihui.

"I was dodged."

Although Kurotetsu Kazuki is only an F-rank knight, his physical skills have always been his most confident.

Although he didn't use all his strength just now, he was actually dodged by Emiya Shirou lightly.

It was only at this time that Heitie Yihui realized that the man in front of him was actually a master.

"It's okay to delete this video if you want, but you have to outsmart me."

After dodging Kurotetsu Kazuki's attack, Emiya Shirou said to him with a smile.

At this time, Heitie Yihui naturally couldn't detect the depth of Emiya Shirou.

After all, after being detected by Shinguji Kurono and Nishikyo Nene before, Emiya Shirou learned from the pain and delved into the experience of aura blocking that he had read from the Assassin's weapon.

Although he has not yet fully acquired this skill, it is enough to disguise his aura.

"Fighting? To be honest, I'm also interested in Emiya-san's strength right now. ”

"But the simulation needs to be in the real training ground!"

"But now, it's dark!"

Looking at the pitch-black sky outside, Heitie Yihui's face was full of regret.

"It's okay, we're just practicing casually, isn't the school even allowed to train?"

After hearing Emiya Shirou's suggestion, Kurotetsu Kazuki was silent for a moment.

In the past, he would not have agreed, after all, the former chairman of the board of directors was trying to get him out of school.

But the current chairman is Shinguji Kurono.

And, for the strength of his roommates, Heitie Yihui is also very interested now.

"Then let's go!"

Looking at Shirou Emiya, who had invited him, Kurotetsu Kazuki replied seriously.

...

On the path that runs through the dark grove, Kurotetsu Kazuki and Emiya Shirou continue to move forward one after the other.

"It's right here!"

Looking at the street lamp overhead, Heitie Yihui determined the location of the competition between the two.

This is the place where Heitetsu Kazuki often exercises, and because of its remote location, there are very few pedestrians here.

Not to mention that it's still night.

Here, it is very suitable for the competition between the two.

"Since it's a competition, let's use the fantasy form, after all, in the middle of the night, if we are cut, there is no place to treat us!"

"It's true, after all, we don't have the means to treat it."

Speaking of the means of healing, Emiya Shirou suddenly remembered the inherent spiritual costume of Heitetsu Kazuki's sister Heitetsu Zhuzuku, the rain of the night.

As an inherent spiritual costume of the natural interference system, the rain can freely manipulate the flow of water.

With a high level of magical control, a water-based knife cutter can become a healer.

After all, for human beings, who have the vast majority of their body structures, the ability to interfere with water naturally interferes with the human body.

For Emiya Shirou, who has not yet encountered the ability to heal, this ability must be acquired.

Sure enough, magic control needs to be practiced well!

"So let's start here!"

"Manifest, Yin Iron!"

With a burst of magical brilliance, an authentic katana appeared in Kurotetsu Kazuki's hand.

"This is my innate spiritual outfit, Yin Iron. It's not flashy, but it's my most important friend! ”

Hearing Kurotetsu Kazuki's self-report, Emiya Shirou replied seriously.

"It's not ordinary at all!"

At the moment when Black Iron Yihui summoned Yin Iron, Emiya Shirou had already analyzed it.

At this moment, this inherent spirit suit Yin Iron no longer had any secrets in the eyes of Emiya Shirou.

And at the same time as reading Yin Iron, Emiya Shirou naturally also read the experience attached to it.

From this sword, which has been inserted into the infinite sword system, Emiya Shirou vaguely saw the life of this man named Black Iron Ikki.

"Is it because the Innate Spirit Suit is made up of the soul of the Swordcutter? It seems like I'm reading a little more this time! ”

Stretching out his palm, Emiya Shirou shouted softly, "Show your might, Muramasa!" ”

Emiya Shirou didn't exactly call out the name of the inherent spiritual costume, after all, that name was too familiar to the Japanese.

You know, the Inherent Spirit Suit is the manifestation of the soul of the Blade Slayer.

If the name is revealed, maybe the people here will think of him as the reincarnation of a god.

Looking at the golden gorgeous long sword that appeared in Emiya Shirou's hand, Black Iron Yihui couldn't help but feel a little demented.

Why, the sword in this person's hand is obviously a gorgeous Western sword, but why is it called an authentic Japanese name like Muramasa!

The real Muramasa should be a katana!

This kind of thing seems strange no matter how you look at it!

Could it be that Emiya-santo is a mixed-race, and he is mixed-race to the extent that he even has a mixed blood in his own spiritual clothes?

Otherwise, why is there such a strange sword?

"Heitie-san, I heard that you can steal other people's sword skills at will, right?"

Hearing Emiya Shirou's inquiry, Heitie Yihui generously admitted: "That's right, because I'm a nasty ghost, no one wants to teach me martial arts, so I can only learn this skill secretly, and I will train it like this." ”

"Really? It seems that we have some similarities. No wonder they became roommates. ”

"Similarities?"

Hearing Emiya Shirou's words, Heitetsu Kazuki couldn't help but mumble to himself.

And the way he looked at Emiya Shirou's eyes was also full of complexity.

"Yes, you know what? My ability is projection, which projects something to appear temporarily. ”

"Like, tables, chairs, TVs, and so on."

Hearing Emiya Shirou's narration, Kurotetsu Kazuki's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to think of some possibility.

And the next moment, Emiya Shirou announced the existence of this possibility.

"Another example, the inherent spirit costume!"

Then I saw the magic power of Emiya Shirou's empty other hand surge, and the next moment, a sword with the same weapon as the weapon in Heitie Yihui's hand appeared in Emiya Shirou's hand.

"It's actually Yin Iron!"

Looking at the Yin Iron in the hand of Emiya Shirou, Black Iron Yihui was greatly shaken.

"In addition to that, I can even project the experience of the original owner of the weapon!"

Holding the dual swords and looking at Hei Tie Yihui, Wei Gong Shirou said with a smile: "Hei Tie, I will accept your experience that has been tempered for thousands of years!" ”