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Just then, accompanied by a soft knock, Aoi Tohsaka's voice came from outside the door.

"Dinner is ready, Rin."

After saying that, the woman continued.

"By the way, Orihara-kun, why don't you stay for dinner too?"

"I don't need to. If I don't go home early, Mom will get angry."

Shirou deflected the question without batting an eye.

"Oh, I see. That's a real shame."

While most invitations to stay for a meal in this world are just polite formalities, Aoi Tohsaka clearly doesn't belong to that category.

As she left, Aoi Tohsaka gave him the dessert she had prepared.

This made Shirou a little embarrassed, after all, he and Tokiomi Tohsaka were still enemies.

However, despite Aoi's insistence, Shirou left the Zenjou house with the wooden lunchbox wrapped in cloth.

Then, Shirou materialized Karna and went with him to the Tohsaka residence, sharing the sweets Aoi had given him.

"This tastes really good, and it's even hot..."

Shirou took a bite of a dorayaki.

The taste is completely different from what you buy in the mall; it's obvious that it was made by Aoi Tohsaka herself.

"Hmm, it's a delicious dish that makes you feel relaxed."

Karna tasted it and praised its flavor highly.

"I might as well try making it tomorrow."

Upon hearing Karna's words, Shirou became interested.

Shirou is quite skilled at cooking.

"Ah, so I'll have the pleasure of tasting Master's cooking tomorrow? That sounds wonderful."

Karna smiled expectantly.

During their casual conversation, they had already entered the territory of Fukayama-cho.

Chapter 45 The Tohsaka residence is unusually lively tonight.

In the spacious room, only a small lamp placed on the counter emitted light, preventing the space from falling into darkness.

A small gap in the curtains, which were not fully drawn, allowed the bright moonlight to stream into the room.

Gilgamesh was sitting leisurely on the sofa, his casual gaze wandering over the television screen in front of him.

Recently, Gilgamesh has become obsessed with modern games.

Among these games, those themed around conquering cities and territories are particularly appealing to him.

Gilgamesh didn't care about the game's graphics or even the storyline; all he wanted was to conquer one region after another and utterly crush his enemies time and time again.

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The game "The King of Fighters '94" was deemed trash by Gilgamesh because even children couldn't beat it, and he casually tossed it aside.

"..."

The only sound in the room was the slight noise from pressing the handle button; there were no other noises.

In front of the glowing screen, Gilgamesh reveled in victory time and time again.

In the winter fireplace, the red wood burned and cracked into ash, while Gilgamesh faced the game whose sound he had muted, letting out a soft sigh after completing it.

"Which one should we play next...?"

The King of Heroes was quite interested in choosing which game to conquer next.

I haven't experienced this luxurious yet tranquil feeling in so long.

Gilgamesh didn't really like this feeling, because whenever he was in this situation, it reminded him of the fact that he was all alone.

In the dimly lit, clicking room, Gilgamesh's hand, which had been holding another game package, stopped moving.

The strategy games that initially piqued his interest are now becoming increasingly boring.

There is only one reason why he found himself in this predicament.

Because no one will be by his side to witness his victory anymore.

An overwhelming sense of longing welled up within Gilgamesh, suddenly making the games he had carefully chosen seem utterly tasteless.

Gilgamesh put down the handle, leaned back on the sofa, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

On that distant past day, after his only close friend passed away in his arms, he traveled thousands of miles to find the magical herb, only to have it stolen by a snake on his return journey.

At that moment, Wang burst into laughter at his own foolishness.

He denounced the pride he had gained and held in his hands as nothing but "emptiness".

But then I realized that I hadn't failed to achieve anything.

Wang finally understood that "having nothing in the end" was the only reward.

The sense of fulfillment and joy I experienced for the first time in my life vanished in that instant.

This is the human world.

This is what he wants to decide.

How can someone who is immortal understand the taste of this?

Immortality is merely a shortcoming of mortals.

It's just a bastard's fantasy that he doesn't want to face death.

"I don't need to be immortal, because my eyes can see into the future, so I have no fear of death."

As finite lives that will eventually disappear, there is no need to fear the end or pursue immortality, because life does not lose its meaning because of death; it is precisely because of the end that there is a brief moment of glory.

Having grasped this point, Wang understood the core of the human spirit and fully comprehended the meaning of "life with an end."

The infancy of the spirit ended at this moment, and the sky that the Hero King looked up at was vast and boundless, stretching to the horizon.

Even as the body decays, human cognition continues to expand.

One day, humanity will finally find the light from hundreds of millions of years in the future.

So the king chose to let go.

Because he has already collected everything that should be collected.

There was no more joy in that era.

Then the only option is to leave cleanly and decisively.

"As many deaths I have experienced, so many resurrections I have experienced."

“Every time I open my eyes, I will judge that era.”

"Until the end of the world."

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When Gilgamesh snapped out of his reverie, he realized it was already evening.

"almost……"

He made a promise to meet Kirei Kotomine at the Tohsaka residence tonight.

Gilgamesh glanced one last time at the still-shining television screen, then withdrew his gaze, his body transforming into golden specks of light and disappearing from the room.

……

As darkness fell, the city's neon lights grew increasingly glaring.

The bright moon shone brightly in the sky, covering the streets and forests with a layer of silvery-white gauze.

"This is it."

In the darkness of the night, Shirou, perched atop a tree, used his "clairvoyance" to survey the Tohsaka residence and the surrounding area.

Shirou's "clairvoyance" is also known as the "eagle's eye" visual ability.

This ability allows him to survey the entire town and search for enemies simply by looking from a high vantage point.

In addition, clairvoyance also affects the accuracy of shooting with a bow. Incidentally, when Shirou nocks his bow, he can accurately snipe even fast-moving opponents within a distance of 4km.

With his clairvoyant ability, Shirou can perform "ultra-long-range sniping" with accuracy surpassing that of humans.

Therefore, Shirou was able to easily see the magical traps set up near the Tohsaka residence. If an ordinary magician were to rashly enter this place, he would undoubtedly die a terrible death.

"I haven't seen Gilgamesh anywhere. Is he playing video games...?"

Given Gilgamesh's capricious nature, it's really hard to say what might happen.

Tokiomi Tohsaka and Gilgamesh were inherently incompatible, and Tokiomi's act of feigning submission while enduring humiliation was also quite ugly.

Furthermore, Tokiomi Tohsaka, despite being a subject, always oversteps the boundaries.

Gilgamesh was utterly humiliated by Assassin's appearance last night.

Therefore, Gilgamesh no longer cares about Tokiomi Tohsaka's life or death; he prefers Kirei Kotomine.

Shirou sighed as he looked at Tohsaka, who was still some distance away from him.

Although he was prepared, he still felt somewhat helpless at the thought of possibly having to fight Rin's father.

Thinking about this, Shirou felt somewhat troubled.

Just then, Shirou suddenly heard the roar of an engine coming from the direction of the highway not far away.

No matter how you look at it, it couldn't possibly be Gilgamesh. After all, if the King of Heroes wanted to go somewhere, he would never take a carriage.

"At this hour, is anyone still heading towards the Tohsaka residence?"

Shirou turned his gaze away from the Tohsaka residence and then looked at the silver-white sports car that was speeding up the mountain road.

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