Shirou's clones number 30 million

"No, I know who is following me, but the key is that they insist on following me and I can't get rid of them no matter what I do. I really have no choice."

Today, a transfer student named Tokisaki Kurumi arrived at the school.

The first thing she did upon entering the classroom was to confess her feelings to herself.

After that, they began a continuous surveillance, and even if they were exposed on the spot, they would stubbornly persist.

After shaking hands, the man from Tianlong instantly understood and smiled:

"If you hate it, how about being a little tougher?"

"How can you possibly be strong when facing a girl who likes you?"

"Hmm... well, I guess I'll just accept her kindness."

"How could you possibly date someone you don't really like?"

"If this won't work and that won't work, then you're left with only one option: ignoring her."

"That's difficult too."

"It's difficult, but not impossible. Keep going, I believe you can do it."

"Hmm... I'll give it a try."

As he spoke, Shirou Itsuka once again thought of Kurumi Tokisaki, whom he had met during the day.

Her appearance, temperament, and personality are all in her area of ​​strength.

However, that was not the real Tokisaki Kurumi.

However, even though he knew she wasn't the real person and that her confession and stalking weren't for pure reasons, the flutter in his heart didn't diminish in the slightest.

So, men really are such simple creatures.

Chapter 214 Wouldn't that make me look like the bad guy?

Section 215, Chapter 214: Wouldn't that make me look like the bad guy?

"Oh..."

Why are you looking at me with such a strange expression?

"What do you say?"

"Hmm...no need to explain."

Shirou Itsuka sighed softly, thinking to himself:

It seems that people really do have to rely on themselves.

Although I don't dislike Kurumi Tokisaki, I hate being followed.

Since we can't drive them away, we can only try to avoid them.

"Can't we use a sealing technique to seal away her abilities?" Kitahara Shirou suggested tentatively.

"It's no use. Given her cautious nature, she certainly wouldn't show herself in the face of the potential danger of being sealed away."

Shirou Sakurai shook his head slightly and said again:

"Besides, even if we really sealed her power, what difference would it make? The problem now is the stalker issue, not the problem of her misusing her power."

"If her power is sealed, she will only become more persistent in her stalking."

"So, do you have any solutions?" Itsuka Shirou looked at him expectantly.

"There are only two options: accept her confession or kill her once."

"I can't choose either of these."

"Hmph... You're just asking for trouble."

"Well......"

Shirou Itsuka fell silent for a moment. Indeed, in the end, he was just asking for trouble.

There are generally two solutions when dealing with stalkers: either accept it or firmly refuse.

However, this type of situation and this approach are exactly the kind of situations I'm not good at dealing with.

"Haha... This really hit her weak spot. Oh well, I'll just ignore her for a while longer, and when I can't take it anymore, I'll use one of these two methods."

"Huh...?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Kitahara Shirou's mind, and he unconsciously grabbed Itsuka Shirou's right hand, closed his eyes, and began to ponder.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't move, I suddenly have an idea."

"What inspiration?"

"Inspiration for songwriting."

Can you write songs?

"will not."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Don't move. Let me write this down first, and then I'll hum it to Touma later. Maybe it will lead to the creation of an interesting song."

Shirou Itsuka was slightly taken aback, and suddenly realized from the flood of memories that this was exactly how he used to be when he had a bout of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

It seems graduating from chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) isn't so easy after all...

"Speaking of which, several Shirous are absent today again."

"Well... the times aren't synchronized, and it's not all nighttime, so maybe some urgent matter just happened to cause the delay?"

Shirou Narusaka adjusted his glasses, which he hadn't quite gotten used to, and continued:

"After all, most people have their own things to do, so it's relatively rare for them to be able to come to the gathering at a fixed time every day."

“That’s true, there are only a few of us who are free,” Itsuka Shirou said with a smile.

......

In a certain world, inside a newly opened comic book store.

"Is it time yet?"

For Demon King Shirou, the nightly gatherings were something he looked forward to.

Sharing memories is like experiencing those things yourself; it's fun and novel.

He put down the comic book in his hand, walked to the store entrance, and was about to close the door when he noticed a person squatting outside.

"We're closed for today. If you want to buy books, come back tomorrow during the day."

"That familiar voice..."

The person squatting on the ground turned around and glanced at Shirou, his expression immediately changed, and he stood up excitedly:

"Demon King! Prepare to die!"

Her clothes looked like they hadn't been washed for days, and her hair was quite messy, giving her the appearance of a refugee.

With a slight thought, Shirou created a transparent magical barrier between the two of them, blocking the girl who was charging aggressively towards him.

"Brave?"

"You're still alive! Demon King!!"

They pounded on the magic barrier with all their might, but there was still no response.

After a long while, the girl stopped, glaring angrily at Shirou:

"Demon King! Is this your shop? You must have stolen it from humans using despicable means, right?"

"Don't just say things like that. I have a property ownership certificate and a business license... As for the money to buy the house, I earned it honestly."

"Impossible! I don't believe it. You must have murdered the original owner of this bookstore."

"In that case, would you like to see my identification?"

"it is good!"

Shirou removed the barrier and welcomed her into the shop.

"Would you like something to drink? Coffee would be fine?"

"It's all right."

"Then please wait here for a while."

"it is good."

When Shirou finished making the coffee and brought it out, he found her sitting at the counter wolfing down a pizza.

"238."

"what?"

"This pizza is the takeout I just ordered, it costs 238 yuan."

"I have no money! And why should I pay the Demon King?"

So, are you going to shamelessly rob me?

"Taking the Demon King's things is nothing! This is eliminating a scourge for the people."

Shirou looked at her silently and placed the coffee in front of her.

She seemed to have come into this world with me, but judging from her miserable state, she definitely hadn't obtained a household registration certificate or found a place to work, and had been wandering the streets ever since.

That's true, too.

In such a modern city, without identification, penniless, and unwilling to do anything wrong, it's practically impossible to get by.

"You damned demon king! We arrived in this world at the same time, so how come you're able to open a shop and live so well? You must have used some underhanded methods. I will definitely defeat you and rid the people of this scourge!"

"This is no longer our original world. What's the use of defeating me? Besides, you can't beat me anyway."

"You damned demon king! Even if I can't beat you, I won't give up! Waaah...!"