Shirou's clones number 30 million

"That's right! You don't need to waste your energy. No matter what you say, I will firmly oppose it."

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

Shirou suddenly reached out and grabbed the two black ribbons that Kotori had tied in her twin tails.

Kotori Itsuka's hair suddenly fell down, and the expression on her face that seemed to look at a lowly creature vanished instantly.

Instead, he wore a dejected expression.

"Brother, give it back to me! Give me back my hairband!"

Shirou held the headband high, and because of the height difference, Kotori Itsuka kept jumping up and down, but she could never get the headband.

"Kotori, do you agree to let Kurumi live here?"

"My brother is bullying me! Waaah..."

Kotori Itsuka, her eyes brimming with tears, glared angrily at Shirou, her face showing an expression that looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, but I'll return the headband to you immediately if you agree," Shirou said calmly, holding the headband high.

"Waaah... My brother is a pervert, he bullies me..."

"And the reply?"

"I agreed."

"OK, thanks."

Shirou lowered his hand and let Kotori Itsuka take the hair ribbon.

After tying on the black hairband, Kotori instantly changed to a cold expression, angrily kicking Shirou's shin.

"Shirou, how dare you do this to me! Have you already decided how you're going to die?"

"You already agreed."

"That's right, I agreed, so prepare to die! You pervert!"

Although his personality has become very aggressive, his punches are still weak and powerless. When he hits Shirou, it's like a gentle breeze, having no effect whatsoever.

Shirou let her punch him twice, then grabbed her little fists with his hand and said with a smile:

"Alright, let's stop here. Wasn't this your original goal?"

"That's what I thought before, but now I've changed my mind!"

Kotori Itsuka glared fiercely at Shirou, then turned to Kurumi Tokisaki, scrutinizing her from head to toe:

"Has her elven power been sealed?"

"It's not completely sealed, but we've added a lock for now, so there's no need to worry about the risk of a spatial quake."

"Is that right?"

Kotori Itsuka stared at Kurumi Tokisaki for a while before slowly speaking:

"Are you the nightmare known as the most evil spirit?"

"If possible, I still hope you call me by my name, Tokisaki Kurumi. Being called Nightmare makes me a little sad."

"What methods did you use to bewitch Shirou?"

"It's a kind of magic for adults; little kids wouldn't understand."

This woman! She's dangerous!!

Kotori Itsuka instantly became alert; this woman must have ulterior motives.

With her spirit power partially sealed away, staying by Shirou's side definitely indicates she has ulterior motives.

But this idiot was completely oblivious, looking utterly infatuated with her.

"What is your purpose? Shirou's life?"

"No, if that were the purpose, I would have taken it just now." Tokisaki Kurumi chuckled for a moment, staring straight at Shirou, and said again, "My purpose, of course, is Shirou's love."

"So it really is Shirou's life? I will never let you succeed."

Kotori Itsuka automatically ignored the second half of Kurumi's sentence and stared at her warily.

Shirou looked at Kotori with a rather troubled expression, thinking to himself:

Just staying overnight is already causing this much trouble; if she knew what happened in the alley earlier, she would definitely explode.

However, it was precisely because of what happened in the alley earlier that Shirou believed Kurumi Tokisaki would not continue to attack him.

As for whether she will take action against others, we'll have to wait and see.

"Kotori, I'm going to prepare some late-night snacks. What would you like to eat?"

Egg tarts.

"Okay, Kurumi, what kind of flavor do you like? Salty, sweet, or spicy?"

"Anything Shirou makes is fine with me."

"Thank you, but that kind of talk won't earn me any points."

"Then I'll have dessert."

"In that case, I'll have an egg tart too."

"Sure."

As she watched Shirou walk toward the kitchen, Kotori Itsuka suddenly realized that her control over the kitchen had been taken away without her noticing.

Thinking of this, she quickly untied the black headband from the back of her head, replaced it with a white one, and ran over quickly:

"Brother, I'll help too."

Kurumi Tokisaki glanced at the twin tails behind her head and followed her into the kitchen.

"What an interesting person. I'll show off my skills after all this time."

Upon discovering that the two had followed them, Shirou said, rather speechlessly:

"What's wrong? It's just making a late-night snack, you don't need so many people."

"Brother, the kitchen is mine now, don't even think about taking it back so easily."

"Kotori has changed so quickly. Just six months ago, she was completely unwilling to go near the kitchen."

"That was so long ago. Anyway, this is my territory now."

"Alright, it's yours, but let me borrow it for a little while."

Chapter 220 Immortality and Invisibility

Chapter 221 Immortality and Invisibility

Another night, in the white mist space, many Shirou gathered together.

"When are you going to perform on stage, Kitahara?"

"It will be soon, probably in about two more months."

"So slow! I'll lend you my experience."

Slime Shirou conjured a blue arm from his body, lightly shook hands with Kitahara Shirou, and then said with a smile:

"I sang a whole song at the banquet just now, so I already have stage experience."

When their memories were swapped, Kitahara Shirou inevitably showed an envious expression, and his tone carried a hint of sourness:

"You sing so well, Miss Jing has a really good foundation."

"Is singing good or bad something that important to you?" Slime Shirou looked at him in surprise, then suggested, "In that case, why don't you mimic my human form and then sing?"

When mimicking, the voice will also become the same as the mimicry object.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, as long as Kitahara Shirou mimics the appearance of Slime Shirou, his voice will become the same as his.

“Great idea! I’ll give it a try. Mimicry…”

In the next instant, Kitahara Shirou transformed into Rimuru, the King of Moe.

"Ahem... I'm about to begin, starting with the first song..."

The moment the song began, Slime Shirou unconsciously took several steps back, subconsciously thinking:

Am I really that bad at singing? Could it be that Zhu Cai and the others were lying when they said I sang well?

No, I could never sing at that level, could I?

This isn't singing anymore; it's just making noise.

Noticing that all the Shirous were covering their ears and standing far away, Kitahara Shirou stopped unconsciously and hesitantly asked:

"Is it that bad?"

“This isn’t just a matter of being bad-sounding; you’ve definitely been cursed with the 'bad singing' curse.” The Celestial Dragon Shirou shook his head slightly. “Even Rimuru’s singing voice can’t save you. You should just give up singing from now on.”

"Well……"

Kitahara Shirou was speechless for a moment. Indeed, their voices should be exactly the same, and their singing techniques should be exactly the same as well.

Logically speaking, the singing voices should be exactly the same.

However, his singing makes people applaud unconsciously, while my singing makes people want to cover their ears; the difference is obvious.

"Alas... it seems my dream can only be pinned on Setsuna. Heavens, how unfair you are!"

"No, God is the most just."

The voice from behind made Kitahara Shirou unconsciously turn around and see a man in a white coat.

"A doctor? A researcher? Or someone with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?"

"Secondly, where is this place?"

The young man in the white coat looked around before his gaze settled on the small blue slime.

"That's what I wanted to ask too."

As the voices spoke, a figure appeared simultaneously.