A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

All of them were Chinese dishes that she had never tried before, which filled her with a sense of novelty and anticipation.

"Hmm... So, Shirou, would you like some?"

"Here you go!" Shirou took the menu from Rin's hand and started flipping through it.

When Saber, sitting next to Shirou, saw him take the menu, she tried her best to maintain a serious expression, but instinctively her eyes were drawn to the dazzling array of dishes on the menu.

"I want this... and... Saber, would you like some?"

Shirou looked at Saber beside him.

"Huh? Can I?" Saber thought she was just there to freeload, but she didn't expect to have the chance to order food.

"Of course, didn't you say you wanted to be my bodyguard? How can you not have a full stomach?" Shirou replied with a smile.

Saber was stunned when she heard this. Thinking back to what she had said before, and combining it with the fact that the man she had seen the night before last had shown strength far superior to hers, she felt her cheeks burning.

A Servant, whose strength is actually inferior to that of their Master.

So embarrassing...!

"I...I want this! And this too!" Since there's no going back, let's turn shame into appetite.

When it comes to eating, we absolutely cannot lose again!

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Seeing Saber enter "ordering food" mode, Medea looked puzzled and asked, somewhat speechlessly.

"Can you eat all of this?"

Upon hearing this, Saber, who was about to continue ordering food, suddenly stopped.

"Hmm...maybe..."

"It's unbelievable, you look so small, not like a..."

Medea's mouth moved, but she ultimately didn't say "glutton" out loud. After all, when it came to fighting power, she couldn't beat this seemingly small "glutton".

Saber hesitated because Medea interrupted her, and was about to put down the menu and ask the waiter to go back to the kitchen to tell the chef what to order when Shirou spoke up at that moment.

"I don't think it's a problem. There are so many people, it's okay to eat a little more vegetables."

Shirou's next words made Saber stop in her tracks as she was about to hand over the menu.

The waiter, who was also reaching out to take the menu, paused in mid-air.

Are you trying to torture me? The waiter, who maintained a smile and polite demeanor on the surface, was inwardly full of complaints.

As for Saber, her mindset has changed once again.

"Hmm... Oh, it's alright. This isn't just for me; everyone's eating, so it's okay to order a little more, right..."

If Medea knew what she was thinking at this moment, she would be very happy.

They'll probably just pout unhappily. "Thanks!"

Finally, the menu ended up in Scáthach's hands.

After examining the place, the Queen of the Land of Shadows set her sights on the signature dish.

Mapo tofu!

"So they only have spicy and extra spicy... That's impressive. In that case, let's give it a try."

Scáthach was looking at the menu when, under the somewhat wide-eyed gaze of the new manager of this Chinese restaurant, a girl with a bun hairstyle, she confidently ordered a super spicy Mapo Tofu.

Once all the dishes were served, what the other guests saw, in their astonishment, was Saber calmly and gracefully munching on her food, taking small, quick bites.

So engrossed in eating, Saber didn't even notice the changing gazes of those around her.

Chapter Forty-Seven: An Encounter with the Holy Maiden

As Shirou savored the long-missed Chinese food, he inwardly sighed with relief that he was currently not short of money.

If Saber were summoned during the Fourth Holy Grail War, the cost of food alone would be a huge sum of money.

Even if his cooking skills were already quite good at that time, he would still easily run out of money.

Although it was a bit late, we had at least had lunch.

However, since Saber hadn't had enough fun before, the entertainment after lunch was decided to be 'baseball hitting' again.

The rule that the player who gets ten hits wins is so prevalent that it creates endless problems when the skill levels are very close.

A 'hit' can be classified into four types based on the base the batter reaches: single, double, triple, and home run.

Even though Saber is forbidden from using magic, her normal strength is still far superior to Rin's. Even though Rin trains frequently and has already developed the prototype of 'Devil Muscle Rin', she still can't compare to Saber.

However, Saber still highly acknowledged Rin's skill level.

Rin can hit balls at speeds of up to 120 kilometers per hour in succession.

If Rin were placed in Saber's era, she would probably be considered a heroine among women.

Illya is the smallest in stature, and it's normal that her physical strength is low when she doesn't use magic. However, Rin is no longer considered strong by modern standards.

"Shirou, something's wrong with your eyes!" Rin stared intently at Shirou, who was lost in thought.

"That's really rude. Hitting isn't just about wrist strength. If the swing speed and the angle of impact are right, even a girl can hit it."

“That’s only one or two balls, right? The problem is what happens after that. For an average person, the muscles in their wrists would become stiff. Do you do push-ups before you go to sleep? No, only through daily training can you swing the bat to this extent, right?” Shirou asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes...yes! What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

"I just think it's amazing!" Shirou sincerely praised Rin for being able to persist in training for ten years.

"I always feel like you're mocking me in some other way, but I have no proof." Rin looked at Shirou, who was suddenly being so generous with his praise, with some suspicion, feeling a little awkward.

After being ridiculed so much, being praised like this suddenly made me feel inexplicably ashamed.

After playing for a while, both Rin and Saber felt a little tired.

After leaving the venue, the previously clear sky suddenly darkened, and I almost cried.

It wouldn't be strange if it suddenly rained now.

"It feels like it's going to rain."

As soon as Rin said those words, she felt water splashing on her cheek.

It's a perfect example of something coming true.

Let's find somewhere to shelter from the rain.

Shirou said this.

Although he could control the weather, there was absolutely no need for it.

Unexpected events in daily life can sometimes leave behind interesting and beautiful memories, and he doesn't want to destroy them carelessly.

Since outdoor activities were not advisable at the moment, they went to a shopping mall.

"How about we play darts?"

Rin spotted another form of entertainment that interested her.

Her gaze was fixed on the billiard room not far away.

However, since it was a rest day, the place was already full, and only the darts facilities were not crowded.

"Let's go and take a look."

Just as he was about to walk over, Shirou suddenly spotted a familiar figure passing through his line of sight with the flow of people in the mall.

That was Karen Aldesia, dressed in a red casual outfit, with a beautiful blonde girl beside her.

They are like the most beautiful flowers growing among weeds in the crowd, constantly radiating a strong sense of presence.

No one could ignore them; if they weren't being pushed along by the crowd, surely no one would hesitate to stop and admire them.

“What a coincidence, Miss Karen.”

Kallen stopped in her tracks upon hearing the boy's voice and turned her gaze toward Shirou.

"Mr. Orihara..."

Karen spoke somewhat reservedly, then pursed her lips, as if she had thought of something and hesitated.

Jeanne stood beside Karen, watching Shirou with some wariness.

In her eyes as the Ruler, Shirou was the one who could potentially disrupt the order of the Holy Grail War. The battle she witnessed that night, in which he crushed Archer, left an incredibly deep impression on Jeanne.

Joan of Arc was not confident she could protect Karen if they were to fight her, which is why she was being so cautious.

Her privileges as a Ruler apply only to Servants, and have no effect on Shirou.

After all, who could have imagined that this Holy Grail War would produce someone capable of overwhelming Servants?

Magicians, both past and present, would find this unbelievable.

"So, where are you planning to go next?" Shirou asked curiously.

"us----"

Before Karen could finish speaking, Joan of Arc interrupted her.

Are you planning to test our movements?

"No... I was just asking."

Shirou casually shrugged.

"It seems this saintess is quite wary of me."

"...!!"

The moment Jeanne heard the name Shirou used, her pupils contracted involuntarily.

"Tch... How did you figure that out?"

When asked about Jeanne d'Arc, Shirou simply put his index finger to his lips, squinted slightly, and replied, "It's a secret."

"..."

Both Jeanne d'Arc and Saber behind Shirou began to build up an atmosphere of impending conflict.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, Karen quickly spoke up.