A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

Weber quickened his pace, and his not-so-comfortable leather shoes seemed to fly as he walked.

……

The London night turned gray in the drizzling rain.

The neon lights in the shop windows on both sides of the street cast colorful ribbons of red and green on the wet asphalt, and the streetlights illuminated the lonely city like fireworks during a festival.

"The weather is so strange, it suddenly started raining."

Rin, under the umbrella held by Shirou, grumbled and complained with some displeasure.

She really wanted to travel around with Shirou more, but the sudden rain disrupted all their plans.

"If you always think the worst, all you'll get is a bad mood," Shirou gently comforted him.

"Hmph...all talk and no action."

Rin pouted, then jogged a few steps forward, leaving the umbrella's reach, and stomped on the ground where small puddles were beginning to form, like a red sprite dancing in the rain.

The moon's reflection in the pool shattered as Rin stomped on it, spreading out as ripples.

The continuous drizzle, its constant pattering against the ground, seemed to be playing music for her.

In Shirou's eyes, all that remained at that moment was this girl dancing and leaping alone in the rainy streets at night.

"You'll catch a cold..."

"How could that be? I'm a magician!"

The girl said with a smug smile.

……

"Ah sneeze~!"

In a hotel suite.

The girl's expression faltered for a moment after sneezing, then she sniffed.

"Damn it... I, a Grand Magician, am actually in such a sorry state because of a mere cold...!"

Rin, who had her head resting on Shirou's lap while he was watching a late-night TV show, started squirming unhappily.

"Ok?"

Shirou raised an eyebrow slightly, and Rin's words suddenly sounded a little less confident.

"...The future Grand Magician!"

Rin was completely helpless against this man who refused to obey her at all.

He seemed to see right through all her pride, leaving her with nothing but utter shame in the end.

Rin complained inwardly as she reached out and pinched Shirou's thigh.

Lying on Shirou's lap felt like lying on a bouncy pillow. His thighs were neither overly full nor too thin, but rather elastic and strong, neither too soft nor too hard, making it very comfortable to rest one's head on.

With these thoughts in mind, Rin turned her gaze to the evening program playing on the television.

It tells the story of a couple's tumultuous love journey. The melodious music and plot gradually captivated Rin. The hazy night outside the window and the orange light inside the room complemented each other, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

For some reason, Rin felt that Shirou's face, which she had seen countless times, was as handsome as ever, but at this moment it had a strange quality that made Rin feel a thirst in her heart.

"Hehehe...Shirou...Shirou..."

"what happened?"

Shirou looked down at Rin and noticed that the girl's cheeks were slightly flushed.

It was a color even more vibrant than when she was shy.

no doubt.

She has a fever.

Chapter 5 Absolute Demonic Front

"Waaah... Shirou... Shirou..."

The girl lying on the luxurious sofa in the living room made faint murmurs in her sleep.

Even though Shirou had cured Rin's cold, the sleeping girl still instinctively hugged Shirou's leg tightly, refusing to let him leave.

Shirou tugged at his arm and found that Rin was holding him very tightly. Although he could force his way out, that would definitely wake her up.

"Fine... I really can't do anything with you."

Law."

Shirou sighed softly, covered the girl with a blanket, then waved to turn off the lights in the living room, closed his eyes, and drifted into a brief dream.

In the pitch-black abyss of vision, a dazzling band of light drifted about, then unfolded a scene for Shirou.

That was a scene from the distant past, not belonging to the modern era.

……

This is an era in which humanity and divinity part ways.

Amidst lightning and thunder, torrential rain and raging waves, the wise King Gilgamesh remained unmoved.

His friend beside him had long since lost consciousness. That was Enkidu, who had been drinking and chatting with him just moments before, and whose heart had now stopped beating.

"Don't be sad, Jill. If my existence can prolong your life, then that will be the happiest and most blissful thing for me."

With his emerald green eyes fixed on his most important friend, Enkidu uttered his final words.

"Shut up, Enkidu!"

Perhaps even Gilgamesh himself didn't realize that his voice had become trembling. Looking at the body of the person in front of him, which had turned into mud and sand, Gilgamesh's eyes couldn't help but show a little indescribable light.

He let the rain fall on him, and for the first time, the proud man allowed the "dirty" and unclean water to touch him.

All of this is because he is now...

Babylonia, Uruk.

This is the starting point of humanity, the place where everything began, and the most ancient site in history.

The wise King Gilgamesh, who had just awoke from his throne, had not rested for several days.

As those ruby-like eyes opened, the ferocity, arrogance, and mania vanished from his gaze; all that remained was... calmness and wisdom.

As the night sky brightened, he stepped outside the royal palace and gazed at the glittering stars over the Azure Sky Mountain, a smile playing on his lips.

It was a smile with a somewhat complicated meaning, more like a bitter smile than a joyful one.

"Is it coming, you people of Chaldea? The only candle that illuminates countless stars."

The wise King Gilgamesh opened his arms, his expression filled with anticipation.

He had long foreseen the doom of Uruk through his eyes that could see into the future, yet he still did not give up or lose heart.

All of this is simply because he is a king, a hero-king, the most ancient king, Gilgamesh!

"Come, Master of Chaldea, on this land where gods and mortals intertwine, humanity's last hope! I... await you!"

As the wise king shouted, the city of Uruk, illuminated by countless lights, shone with dazzling brilliance, as if responding to their greatest king.

The wind seemed to blow from the distant horizon, and the whole city seemed to roar with anticipation.

Looking down from the sky, anyone would be awestruck by such a sight.

This is... the most glorious chapter in human history, and the most important part of saving humanity.

This is... Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia!

……

"Orihara-senpai!"

"Hey, senpai, don't disturb Orihara-senpai's rest...!"

In the hazy light, the calls grew clearer as they approached.

"Orihara-senpai...!!"

Shirou opened his eyes and looked at Gudako, whose face was close to his, and he already guessed what was going on.

Looking around, Rin was nowhere to be seen.

"..."

Although he wanted answers, Roman knew that the more pressing matter was a detailed report on the singularity.

"Well then, let me explain before you go."

Roman continued, "This is the final singularity; Solomon personally delivered the seventh Holy Grail to the past."

Roman paused for a moment, then spoke to Gudako.

"This recycling task is now entrusted to you."

Regardless of what Shirou intends to do, Roman doesn't think it's right to force the Chaldea mission onto Shirou; that would be too irresponsible.

"This day has finally come."

Gudako took a deep breath and said.

"The vanished year of 2017 is almost here, no matter what..."

Mashu quickly added, "In any case, we must rule out the possibility that the incineration of humanity was the cause."

"That's right, the Grand Designation was created for this purpose."

Roman said seriously, "This is the last singularity, the last Holy Grail that Solomon, the Magic King, sent to the past. This singularity is definitely the most dangerous one in history. The era you are going to is one of the oldest eras, the end of the Age of Gods, 2600 BC."

"This is the land of ancient Mesopotamia, a time when monsters and gods could easily appear!"

Leonardo da Vinci's voice also rang out.

"Well, with Orihara around, the chances of success increase a lot."

"Hehe~" Gudako raised her head like a proud little peacock, as if it was all because of her that she was behaving this way.

"Mesopotamia is a civilization that developed between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, which flow into the Persian Gulf. This trip will take us to the early dynasties, the end of the divine era, after which the gods gradually faded away."

Roman added as he manipulated the window.