Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

[Character Information]: The second son of the Matou family, a descendant of Zouken, Tsuruno's younger brother, and Shinji and Sakura's uncle. He is the only younger member of the Matou family with any magical talent. In the original timeline, he was the Master of the Fourth Holy Grail War. Zouken, the head of the family, initially intended for Kariya to be his successor. He arranged for Kariya to have contact with Aoi, the daughter of the Zenjo family, a family of magicians, when he was young, to cultivate their relationship.

[Hidden Information]: Due to the Matou family's extremely strange insect control techniques, even with the support of Zouken and the Zenjo family, Kariya was unwilling to let Aoi fall into the Matou's insect lair. Therefore, regarding Tokiomi Tohsaka's interference at this time, Kariya felt that as long as Aoi was happy, that was all that mattered. He severed ties with the Matou family and left alone.

Recording criteria: None

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"You brat, you just love seeing me make a fool of myself, don't you?" After her initial panic subsided, Matou Kariya realized what was happening and kicked him in an annoyed tone. "Didn't you book a flight for soon? Hurry up and get out of here, so you don't keep making fun of me."

Kicking her backside hard with thick-heeled Oxford shoes, Sakuyue had no choice but to stand up. Suddenly, she asked Matou Kariya, "Do you want to come back with me? Our routes are the same, aren't they?"

"Fuyuki City... Hmph." Faced with her travel companion's question, Matou Kariya's eyes flashed with pain and resistance, but she finally shook her head and said, "Never mind, I'll set off in five days. Before that, I still need to buy some souvenirs for the two little girls. I'll come find you after I get back to Fuyuki City."

"A souvenir, hehe." Sakuyue chuckled softly, glanced at Matou Kariya with pity, put on her helmet, and rode away on her motorcycle.

Hey! What kind of look is that?!

The man's protests were left behind. Shuoyue hummed a song she had just learned in this world, riding her motorcycle and speeding through the sun-drenched town.

An hour later, a passenger plane roared into the sky from Anasi Airport, carrying passengers, some tired and some excited, along with their unknown fates, flying off to the other side.

Without the interference of some magician assassin carrying a surface-to-air missile, the plane took off safely, landed safely, and finally came to a smooth stop on the runway of an airport in western Japan.

A few minutes later, the mobile elevator connected to the hatch, and the hatch opened.

A young man dressed in a black suit, looking capable and dashing, walked down the stairs, looked at the brightly lit Fuyuki City in the morning light, and stretched out a big yawn.

On his left hand, where he had taken off his glove, there were three identical marks.

Those are called "Stigmata," tickets to a war.

Chapter 16 The Proclamation of War

On a holiday morning, warm sunshine spilled onto the grass, and children ran and played everywhere in the park, while parents watched them with smiles. Citizens strolled leisurely along the streets, enjoying the usual relaxed pace of life.

Ah, peaceful Fuyuki City.

But today, the rumbling of motorcycle engines injected an unusual meaning into this peaceful atmosphere.

The black suit embroidered with gold patterns accentuated his tall and slender figure honed through years of training. The dashing young man rode a technologically advanced motorcycle through the streets and alleys of Fuyuki City, and even his helmet could not conceal his piercing golden eyes.

"Mom, there's a Kamen Rider!" A child on the street caught a glimpse of him and shouted excitedly.

"Huh? Where?" The mother didn't turn around, but the father turned to look. The young knight had disappeared from the street, and only the desolate roar of the engine still echoed in the air.

Where did this mysterious knight go? Was it Ryudouji Temple, the most famous temple in Fuyuki City, or the historic town of Fukayama? Was it the forest where a "dream city" is said to exist, or the clean and indifferent Shinto district?

Did he ever speed across the bridge over the sea, taking in the beautiful scenery of the city?

Around noon, the gathered crowd realized through conversation that the knight had traveled all over Fuyuki City in just one morning.

Ah, will he show up again this afternoon? That charming and mysterious young man on the motorcycle?

People are looking forward to small ripples in their peaceful destiny.

However, this expectation was quickly dashed, because in the afternoon, the silver-green motorcycle had already parked at the foot of the hill in Fukayama-cho. The young man, who had taken off his helmet, revealing a head of white, tousled hair, looked at the two equally magnificent mansions on the hill and began to climb the mountain step by step.

He's going to disrupt a ceremony.

He was going to a funeral.

He was going to announce his arrival.

For the magicians of Fuyuki City, the two mansions on the hills of Fukayama-cho have always been the focus of their attention, because the two mansions are home to the masters of the city's mystical world—Tohsaka and Matou.

For countless years, any magician who stirred up trouble in this city, damaged the spiritual veins, or dabbled in the mysteries has been defeated by the guardians who command magical insects and manipulate gems. Some have even been stripped of their magical insignia, reduced to mortals, and died in some unknown corner.

These infamous reputations, forged in blood, made Fuyuki City a peaceful haven in the mystical world. Even the most audacious magicians were unwilling to cause trouble in the city and risk punishment from the guardians of the spirit veins.

Occasionally, magicians would mutter to themselves: Aren't the Tohsaka and Matou families overreacting? Why do they have to show up at the slightest sign of trouble?

But magicians are inherently cold-blooded and ruthless. After a brief moment of doubt, they will continue to pursue their goals. The secrets hidden in Fuyuki City are also kept under tight control by the two major families.

Today, the Tohsaka and Matou families, both guardians but rarely interacting, unusually opened their impregnable barrier. The two family heads, engrossed in their research, emerged from the magic workshop for another meeting after a long period of time.

The reason is simple—the Matou family hopes to have a child who can inherit the bloodline of a mage, and in response to the request of an ancient ally, the head of the Tohsaka family decided to entrust one of his two beloved daughters to the Matou family for adoption.

In the main hall of the Tohsaka mansion, Tokiomi Tohsaka, the fifth head of the Tohsaka family, with black hair, blue eyes, and a deep-set face, was meeting with an old man whose limbs were as thin as a mummy's, but whose deep-set eyes shone with a sharp and vigorous light.

After a brief and concise exchange, the two sides finally reached a consensus. Even when facing a freakish figure, Tokiomi Tohsaka remained calm and nodded steadily, saying, "It seems we have reached an agreement. In that case, Zouken Matou, you may take my daughter today—"

"objection!"

Before he could finish speaking, the doors of the Tohsaka family mansion burst open, and a white-haired, golden-eyed young man with a fingerless gloved hand strode into the drawing room, loudly questioning the two astonished magicians.

"You who are signatories of the ancient covenant, have you forgotten who provided us with the Holy Grail?!"

“Since you were able to quietly break through the more than twenty protective barriers I set up…” Tokiomi Tohsaka narrowed his eyes and quietly gripped a gem at the top of his palm. Beside him, the strange man named Zouken Matou revealed a sinister sneer.

The youth newspaper scoffed dismissively, "It's not like the 'Sixty-Fourth Floor of the Offering Hall.' A mere defensive barrier can be broken with the most basic magic."

With a wet, sticky laugh emanating from the depths of his throat, the gaunt old man stared coldly at Shuoyue and hoarsely revealed his identity: "The signatories of the ancient alliance, the creators of the Holy Grail ritual to fulfill our long-cherished wish, are different from our two families, but the homunculi family that dwells high in the snowfields—the Einzbern family."

“That’s right.” Shuoyue produced the token she’d taken from Ahardon, smiling as she gestured.

After confirming that the token was correct, Zouken Matou's expression did not relax; instead, it became even more gloomy: "Then, what objection does this mere messenger from the Einzbern family have to the contract between the Matou and Tohsaka families?"

Looking directly into Zouken Matou's eyes, a dangerous smile had crept onto Sakugetsu's lips: "That's because, of course, we Einzberns also want to adopt one of the two 'jewels' of the Tohsaka family."

"You?" Tokiomi Tohsaka's composed expression softened slightly, but he quickly regained his elegance. "Even so, what can you homunculus teach my daughter? The technique of making dolls? The Tohsaka family doesn't need such skills."

“There is a lot I can teach her.” In response to Tokiomi Tohsaka’s questioning, Sakuzuki waved her left hand, and a blade formed from condensed magic materialized and stuck into the ground; she closed her right hand, and a dazzling purple gem fell into her hand. “Moreover, I can promise to protect her forever, even if she refuses to become a magician.”

"To have mastered projection and displacement magic to such a profound level... how terrifying." With a strange laugh, Zouken Matou immediately saw through the young man's magic and praised him mercilessly.

Because he understood Tokiomi Tohsaka and his choice.

"While your magical skills are admirable, in the end, these are just the most basic magic in the path of magic, aren't they?" Sure enough, after a brief moment of surprise, Tokiomi Tohsaka declared in an unquestionable tone, "Then consider the purple jewel a gift from the Tohsaka family to the Einzbern family. Messenger from afar, please take your leave now."

In Tokiomi Tohsaka's eyes, the Matou family far surpassed the self-isolated Einzbern family, both in terms of the magical secrets they could impart and the geographical distance between him and his daughter.

not to mention……

"Can your Einzbern family, like the Matou family, entrust your magic crest to my daughter?" The question from the head of the magic family was like the final hammer at an auction, deciding the girl's final fate.

"Sigh..." The young man sighed regretfully, then turned and walked towards the door without looking back, leaving behind only the warning before the storm:

“I promised her freedom, I promised her a future, I even granted her the blessing of breaking free from demonic influence and moving towards ordinary happiness.”

"Yet you chose to cruelly push my hand away."

"Then my glory has come to an end." As Shuoyue appeared from the top of the hill to the bottom, she smiled and looked at the two high-rise houses, the hunting pistol in her hand gleaming coldly.

"After that, there was an endless night."

From the very beginning, Shuoyue never intended to get what he wanted in this way.

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Chapter 17 The Matou Family After the Nuclear War

Yan Ye walked briskly through the scenery of his hometown, a landscape he had always thought he would never see again.

Even though Kariya had returned to Fuyuki City several times before, he had never crossed the river to step into the town of Fukayama. Upon reflection, he realized that it had been almost ten years since he had been back. Unlike the new capital, which was changing its appearance every day due to urban development, this area remained completely unchanged; time seemed to have stood still here.

The quiet alleyways and street scenes were exactly the same as he remembered. But even as he slowed down and immersed himself in the scenery of his hometown, none of the memories that surfaced in his mind were pleasant, especially after talking to Aoi an hour earlier, when he finally understood why he had changed his flight overnight and rushed back to Fuyuki City several days earlier.

Because of anxiety.

Because of fear.

Because of the pitying look in the eyes of that young travel companion as he left.

It was also because of the single tear in Aoi's eye when she said goodbye.

He did indeed find his childhood sweetheart safe and sound in the park, as well as her two beloved daughters with the head of the Tohsaka family.

Having already breathed a sigh of relief, how much deeper and bloody wounds were ripped out of his heart when he learned that Aoi's second daughter, Sakura, had gone to the Matou family that afternoon to become "Matou Sakura"?

Ugh... Is this really okay, Aoi?

I'm mentally prepared... It's a mistake to expect happiness from an ordinary family...

That's a complete lie.

Eight years ago, when Aoi accepted the young magician's marriage proposal, her expression of unwavering confidence in her future happiness flashed alternately with her current weak and powerless smile in Kariya Matou's mind.

Back then, it was because he trusted her smile that Kariya accepted defeat with equanimity.

He thought that perhaps only the man who was about to marry Aoi could give her a truly happy life.

But Yan Ye was wrong.

His first mistake cost him the life of the one he loved.

The price of the second mistake... is that the offspring of his beloved will fall into the hell he once fled.

The thought of regret was burning in Kariya's heart.

He repeated his mistakes, saying the same thing and doing the same thing wrong.

If I had stopped Aoi and kept her there eight years ago, perhaps our future would be different today. If she hadn't married Tohsaka back then, perhaps she could have lived a normal life, free from the cursed fate of magicians.

Then, if Kariya were to object to the decision of the Tohsaka and Matou families in the park this afternoon... Aoi might be surprised and dismiss his opinion as mere idle talk from an outsider, but at least she wouldn't have to blame herself for suppressing her bitterness.

Kariya would never forgive himself for repeating the same mistakes. To punish himself, he returned to the place where he had parted ways with the past. The only way for him to atone for his sins must be there—the world he had once turned away from, the fate he had once fled from to protect himself.

Now he finally has the courage to face it.

For the woman in this world he least wanted to see sad.

Under the dim sky where the sun was about to sink below the horizon, he walked toward a tall, lush villa. The faint rumbling sound gradually grew louder, accompanied by a bright light that stung his eyes.

What happened? Yan Ye wondered blankly, quickening her pace.

After ten years, he returned to the doorstep of his birthplace.

At the main gate, Matou Kariya once again encountered that familiar figure.

The golden eyes shone even more brilliantly in the afterglow of the setting sun, but what captivated Yan Ye's attention and astonished her was the menacing iron weapon in the young man's hand.

New moon?

"Hmm?" Turning around upon hearing this, Sakuyue saw Matou Kariya standing there with his mouth agape, completely dumbfounded. She instinctively wanted to greet him, but then realized that she was standing with her arms crossed, so she simply smiled and said, "You've come at the perfect time, Kariya! I don't know why you came back early, but it's just in time to witness this historic moment with me!"