Shirou's clones number 30 million

It is so foolproof that it is almost impossible for anyone to detect.

"Since you have money, let's skip KFC and have barbecue instead. The last time we had barbecue was during Chinese New Year."

"No problem, but it feels like there aren't enough people for just the two of us to have barbecue. How about we invite Mom to come along tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's go eat KFC today."

"Ah."

Chapter 193 Anyone on the street is better than me

Chapter 193, Section 194: Anyone you pick on the street is better than me.

In the afternoon, on his way home, Kitahara Shirou vaguely felt that something was missing, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Looking around, he suddenly realized that what was missing was his younger sister.

My younger sister, who had been slowly following behind me, rubbing her stomach because she was too full, had disappeared without a trace.

"Where is he? Where did he go?"

Shirou glanced down at the dozen or so bags he was carrying and couldn't help but sigh.

I shouldn't have been soft-hearted just now.

Seeing that she was very tired, I took all the bags and carried them over.

In addition to the clothes I bought for myself, I also bought her several pieces of clothing, hair clips, phone charms, and other items.

But unexpectedly, she disappeared without a trace.

If she's carrying several bags and can't walk too fast, she definitely won't get lost.

Kitahara Shirou closed his eyes slightly, unleashing his full Observation Haki, and swept his surroundings over.

The next instant, Kitahara Koki clearly appeared in his perception.

"Have it!"

Return the way you came and cross the intersection at the street corner.

The next moment, Kitahara Koki, who was standing on the side of the street holding a guitar and looking around, came into view.

There were other devices around her, such as microphones and speakers.

This scene left Shirou speechless, and he stood frozen in place.

After a long while, he quickly walked over and asked in surprise:

"What are you doing? Where did you find that guitar?"

"Brother, I'm keeping watch for a friend." Kitahara Koki stopped what she was doing and smiled. "When I walked around the corner just now, I suddenly ran into a friend. Her brother is a well-known singer, and he's singing here today."

"Her brother suddenly felt unwell and went to the restroom, so she asked her to watch the place for a bit."

"But she had actually been holding it in for a long time and was about to go to the toilet, but she didn't have time to say it."

"I just happened to be passing by and I happened to say hello to her, and that's how it ended up like this."

That's it!

While Shirou was speechless, he couldn't help but want to make a few sarcastic remarks.

Is this some kind of comic book plot? It's outrageous! Hey...

Seriously, what kind of pushover or protagonist are you? You don't even know how to avoid trouble like this.

When will they be back?

"I don't know. I heard the nearest restroom is a 10-minute walk away. With the round trip and the time it takes to use the restroom, it would take at least half an hour."

"So, you're going to have to wait here for another twenty minutes?"

“Mmm…” Kitahara Koki nodded repeatedly.

"In that case, I'll head back first..."

Before Shirou could finish speaking, she grabbed the hem of his clothes from behind.

"Brother! Are you going to abandon me?" Kitahara Koki looked at Shirou with feigned pitifulness.

"Since I've taken on this trouble myself, I'll naturally deal with it. I'll head back now..."

"How could you leave me here alone in this situation? Can you really bear to do this, brother?"

Kitahara Koki tugged at Shirou's sleeve again, glancing back and forth at the passersby.

Because no one was singing, most passersby just glanced at the scene with curious eyes and didn't stop.

But there were a few people with nothing to do, leaning against the roadside with their phones, glancing at each other every now and then, looking quite expectant.

"Since you knew it would turn out this way, then don't go looking for trouble. Just say you have something to do; refusing is just a matter of saying one sentence," Shirou said speechlessly.

"My brother makes it sound so easy, but I really can't refuse my friend's request. Anyway, I have nothing to do, and even when I go home, I either watch TV or play video games."

"Oh... then good luck."

"Stare...! Is my brother really that heartless?"

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Shirou, realizing he was outmatched, sighed softly and said with a smile:

"Since that's the case, then I'll stand here with you for a while... There are still twenty-odd minutes left, this is a rare opportunity, how about you sing me a song?"

"will not."

Kitahara Koki shook her head repeatedly and said without hesitation:

"My singing is just so-so, I'm not good enough to busk on the street. I've never even touched a guitar before, I was just pretending. How about you sing a couple of lines, brother?"

"Are you sure?" Shirou asked with a smile.

In that instant, Kitahara Koki unconsciously recalled the scenes of listening to her older brother sing in the past.

Being tone-deaf or lacking musical talent are relatively pleasant ways to describe someone.

In short, he is not suited for singing.

"Sorry, never mind. Compared to my brother, my singing is absolutely heavenly."

"This is nothing to brag about, right? Someone like me, who is the worst singer in the world, can be better than me anywhere on the street."

As he spoke, Shirou unconsciously thought of the other Shirous.

Some Shirous sing very well, almost to the point of being karaoke masters, such as Rimuru Shirou; while some Shirous sing only so-so, at an average level, and there are more of them, almost every Shirou is like this.

Of all the Shirous, he is the only one who sings terribly. During his chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) period, he even earned the nickname "walking noise generator".

If strength, memory, combat experience, and even cooking skills can all be shared, why can't singing skills be shared?

Or is it that no matter how superb your singing skills are, there's nothing you can do to salvage a bad singing voice?

"So... can you play the guitar, brother? Didn't you buy an electric guitar before? You carried it with you everywhere you went, and you even said it was something more important than your life."

"That's just an ornament. It looks like a guitar, but it's actually a weapon, used in dangerous situations..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kitahara Shirou suddenly realized what he was saying and quickly shut his mouth.

That was close! Looks like I haven't completely graduated from my chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) yet.

"As for the guitar..."

The moment my right hand touched the guitar, a strange sense of familiarity suddenly arose in my heart, as if I had used it skillfully thousands of times.

At the same time, a skill description suddenly popped into my head.

Willing to play a supporting role: Proficient in any musical instrument, when accompanying a woman, this skill can grant her various status buffs such as "Charm," "Holiness," and "Radiance." The buffs are doubled when the woman is Nero.

In that instant, Kitahara Shirou suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

When Nero sang, Roma Shirou would always accompany him on the instrument. Over time, he developed superb musical skills.

As such stories were passed down, they gradually became a legend of a harmonious marriage.

This skill is the embodiment of the legend.

"In that case, I should be able to use the guitar skillfully."

Although he had never played the guitar before, at this moment, Kitahara Shirou inexplicably felt that he could master the guitar.

"Xiao hope, let me try the guitar."

Chapter 194 Willing to Play a Supporting Role

Chapter 194, Section 195: Willing to Serve as a Supporting Role

Clang! Clang...

After testing the strings a few times, Kitahara Shirou closed his eyes slightly and began to play the melody that was in his heart.

As my fingers moved, countless memories of playing the guitar alone gradually surfaced in my mind.

Even though I've never played the guitar before, these memories are as vivid as if they happened yesterday.

Countless modern songs flooded my mind one after another, the notes seemingly dancing before my eyes.

The next moment, a breathtaking sound emanated from the strings, gradually fading into the distance, causing many passersby to stop and stare.

In just a short while, a large crowd had gathered around.

"Wow...amazing!"

Kitahara Koki stared at Shirou in disbelief, then instinctively clutched her chest.

At that moment, she felt a strange and wonderful feeling. The sound of her heartbeat gradually became clearer, and the whole world seemed to become extremely quiet, with only the music and her heartbeat alternating.

'Brother, you had this trick up your sleeve? I never knew before.'

Lost in thought, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly approached.

Kitahara Koki thought her friend had returned early, so she subconsciously turned around and saw her neighbor, Ogiso Setsuna.

'Yukina-neechan?'