Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Emiya nodded, seemingly understanding.

"So, what's my situation right now?"

If the object inside my body had healing abilities, I should be recovered by now, instead of lying on the ground unable to move.

"Its healing ability is limited. The damage you suffered this time far exceeds its recovery limit, especially your severed right hand. If I hadn't used some method to increase the force, your hand would be ruined now and there would be no way to reattach it."

"After it barely managed to repair your body, it fell into a deep sleep and will not be able to activate again unless you can obtain the magic power of its original owner."

After hearing the explanation from the large blue orb in front of him, Emiya understood that his injuries had only recovered halfway, which was why he was in this state.

"When will I be fully recovered?"

"Based on your own recovery speed, it will take anywhere from a few years to thirty or forty years. You will basically be bedridden for a long time."

Emiya felt that the large ball of light in front of him might be deceiving him, but he had no evidence and could only believe it.

Moreover, it was it that saved my life, and more than once, so I seem to have no reason to doubt what it says.

However, if I recover for several years, and then that ghost comes knocking on my door again, wouldn't I be doomed?

With his body completely immobile, Emiya was unable to do anything.

Therefore, Emiya had no choice but to choose another path.

"Then how can I obtain the magic power of the original owner of that item?"

“I can provide it with its original owner’s magic, but you must sign a contract.”

Emiya sensed that the large sphere of light before him had revealed its true intentions.

"A contract? May I see it?"

This is not a critical moment like when Emiya needs to save the people around the nuclear power plant. There is no such urgency. He has his own choice and can carefully observe what kind of contract it has given him.

Normally, the restraining force requires the death of these people, but this time, the contract is slightly different.

What does it mean to become an "anchor point"?

Emiya asked a question that he didn't quite understand.

Do you still remember the dark wooden door that led you to that world?

"That world?"

"Isn't this about going back to the Taisho era?"

"Have you seen the magician over there?"

The giant ball of light's question made Emiya fall into deep thought. Compared to the modern era, there must have been far more magicians in the past, yet even after such a horrific demon-murdering incident, there was still no news of any magicians.

Even those ghosts believed that their projection magic was some kind of blood demon magic, and they had no knowledge of magic at all.

Fantasy creatures are excellent research subjects for magicians. If demons from Demon Slayer actually appeared in the world, they would probably be divided up by magicians before they could wreak havoc for long.

"That is another world, different from ours, and your journey there can become a bridge for us to reach that other world."

"Then why me?"

Emiya raised a crucial question.

"Because now only you can go through that wooden door to other worlds."

Chapter 49 Emiya, Your Vacation is Coming to an End

"Ding-dong--!"

"Ding-dong--!"

As always, Matou Sakura arrived at Emiya's residence and rang his doorbell.

But she didn't seem to have any intention of waiting for the person inside to come out and open the door. She immediately and skillfully took out the key in her hand and pushed the door open.

This is a habit she has maintained for the past two months.

Since that day two months ago, the smile on Matou Sakura's lips has begun to disappear.

Without any warning, without any gas explosion, Emiya disappeared without a trace.

She assumed every day that Emiya had not disappeared, and went to school with him in the morning and had dinner with him at his residence in the evening.

Even if all she sat across from was a wisp of air, Sakura would still place a bowl of rice in front of that wisp of air.

It looks extremely creepy, and there seems to be some change in his mental state as well.

Not only did Fujiwara's family and the police have no information about Emiya, but even Zouken Matou, who had been paying attention to Emiya Shirou all along, shook his head at Sakura, indicating that he did not know Emiya's whereabouts.

After all, it was Matou Zouken who arranged for Matou Sakura to go and monitor Emiya, but before that, Matou Sakura had always admired Emiya.

Now that Shirou Emiya has disappeared, he is completely baffled.

After learning of Shirou Emiya's disappearance, Zouken Matou has already sent his familiars to search the entire Fuyuki City thoroughly.

However, Emiya's last presence was in a closed alley.

There was no other information.

For the next month, Emiya never appeared again, so Zouken Matou gave up the search.

But today is different.

Sakura Matou skillfully placed her shoes by the door, quietly walked in, went to the kitchen, put on the neatly arranged apron, and prepared to have her breakfast ready.

Good morning, senior.

Sakura spoke very gently to the empty table while chopping vegetables.

Good morning, Sakura.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Emiya walked in, yawning and rubbing his slightly sore neck.

"Senior, you've been staying up late again."

Sakura looked at Emiya, whose face was etched with aches and pains, and said this.

"Yes, but it's good that I got up early, otherwise I would have troubled you again, Sakura. I'll make breakfast."

After all, Emiya has mastered more skills now, and there are still many techniques he is not yet proficient in. Emiya returned to his very familiar training warehouse and trained there as if he had forgotten about time.

However, due to his breathing technique, even if he goes to bed very late, Emiya is able to maintain his energy and spirit.

"wait--!"

Only after Emiya took the kitchen knife from Sakura's hand did she realize that Emiya Shirou had returned.

This was not the illusion she had imagined; the real touch was that of Shirou Emiya, who was alive.

In fact, when Emiya returned home and found that two months had passed, he found it hard to accept.

That night, Emiya not only spent time training, but also racked his brains trying to figure out how to explain his disappearance for the past two months to Sakura, Fujiwara-nee, and the school.

"Would they believe me if I told them I traveled back to the Taisho era?"

Even Emiya himself doesn't believe it, let alone others. They would just think that Emiya has gone crazy from being away for too long.

It's like your wallet suddenly disappears one day, and two months later you find it under the sofa.

It's impossible for a normal person to deduce that this wallet traveled to another world for two months and then traveled back.

As for magic, Emiya couldn't show it to ordinary people, and he really couldn't think of any good explanation for it.

After all, there's no way to tell anyone about communicating with that big blue ball of light, and even if we did, they wouldn't believe us anyway.

So Emiya decided to abandon his thinking and finish his daily tasks first.

When the time comes, we'll meet force with force and water with earth.

"senior!"

Sakura clung tightly to Emiya, her tears quickly soaking his chest.

He could sense just how heartbroken Sakura had been during the two months he had been gone.

as well as----

When Emiya saw the bandages wrapped around Sakura's face and hands, a surge of anger rose within him.

During the days when Emiya was gone, Shinji's treatment of Sakura became even more severe. Apart from Emiya, no one in the entire school stopped Shinji's abuse of Sakura.

Sakura arrives at school every day covered in wounds, but she still insists on coming to Emiya's residence first thing each day; it is her spiritual refuge.

Sakura's arms tightened around Emiya, and if it weren't for Emiya's increased strength, she might already be struggling to breathe.

"Sakura, are you feeling better?"

Emiya stroked Sakura's still-choking purple hair and asked her in a very gentle tone.

"Ok!"

She seemed to have thought of something, her face turned extremely red, she quickly let go of her hands, stepped back, and placed it under her body, looking completely bewildered.

"I'm so sorry, senior, I haven't seen you in so long, I was just too excited!!!"

Sakura, seeing the tear stains that had completely soaked Emiya's chest, quickly apologized.

"No, it's alright, it's alright."

Emiya waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care at all, and then pointed to the bandage on Sakura's arm.

"What happened to your injury?"

Although Emiya already knew who was responsible for the injury, he couldn't be too hasty in any judgment. What if someone else had bullied Sakura? In that case, he might have wrongly accused Shinji.

"No, I fell by accident, it has nothing to do with my brother."

Sakura's gaze was somewhat unfocused, as if she was refusing to answer Emiya's question.

It seems I wasn't wrong; these injuries were inflicted by Shinji.

Emiya decided to make time to visit the Matou family, as he didn't have much time to linger there.

The large ball of light told him that the black door would appear on a certain date, and that if he returned to Fuyuki, he would have about a week to live and recuperate in Fuyuki City.

But when Emiya returned home, he saw—