Shirou's clones number 30 million

Speaking of which, the son-in-law seems perfectly normal. Did he not eat the terrible food that Lady Lala prepared?

"Young Master, what did you have for breakfast today?"

"Lala's cooking."

"How...does it taste?"

"It's alright, I can eat it."

Shirou unconsciously thought:

Although it looks terrible and tastes so-so, I guess it can still be considered food.

The only advantage is that you don't have to do it yourself.

For a lazy person (for today only), the most delicious food is naturally the food made by others.

"I see. Your son-in-law has quite a good appetite."

To be able to eat Lala-sama's cooking, my son-in-law is truly an invincible warrior.

Sasdin nodded slightly, looking at Shirou with admiration.

Chapter 258 A Chaotic Dance of Demons

Chapter 258 A Chaotic Dance of Demons (Section 259)

That night, inside the white fog space.

Upon entering this place, Shirou Kanbara found that he was like a completely different person.

Slime Shirou was clutching a bottle of liquor and wouldn't let go of it. He reeked of alcohol and looked every bit the part of a super drunkard.

How much alcohol could make a slime this drunk?

Aizen Shirou had taken off his glasses, his hair was standing on end, and he had completely lost his original gentle temperament, exuding a wildness from the inside out.

Aren't you a lazy bum? How come you suddenly turned into a passionate young man?

Adris Shirou exuded a chilling aura; he was already cold enough, but now he was cold enough to freeze someone to death.

Just one glance at him was enough to send chills down your spine.

Shirou Kanbara carefully observed all the Shirous and found that each of them had undergone tremendous changes. Whether it was their clothing, demeanor, or posture, they were all like completely different people.

"What's wrong with you guys? Are you playing a role-playing game?"

Tsukimi Shirou raised his head, glanced at him weakly, and slowly said:

We've all caught a cold.

"A cold? Is this a cold? Although I am not very knowledgeable, I am not so ignorant as to not recognize the symptoms of a cold."

"This is an alien cold, unlike the colds on Earth."

"You sound tired. What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want to raise my voice, it'll get tiring."

Shirou Kanbara was speechless. So, he had become a lazybones because of some alien cold?

Wait a minute, why don't I have a cold? Could it be that colds only infect people with supernatural powers?

Moreover, the infection spread so quickly.

If that's the case, then it's no small matter.

Do you have any medicine?

"We have the vaccine, but it will be delivered in a few days."

"I think you should stay here for the next few days and not go back. Otherwise, you will definitely infect more people. Then, your worlds will be completely different."

“It’s too late,” Mizukage Shirou interjected. “Almost all of our Kirigakure ninjas have already been affected.”

"This...the speed of transmission is just too outrageous!"

"Based on my conjecture, the stronger a person is, the faster they can spread the infection to others once they become a source of infection."

Mizukage Shirou paused for a moment, then sighed:

"My wife, Mei Terumi, turned into a battle maniac today, looking for people to fight everywhere. She even challenged me several times."

"But you don't seem to have changed much?" Shirou Kanbara couldn't help but ask.

"No, there are still some. I've become a miser; I haven't approved any projects that cost money."

"This……"

I can clearly recognize that I am a miser, but I can't change this feeling and can't control myself. What kind of alien cold is this?

Fortunately, I am just an ordinary person, and the world I live in is an ordinary world with nothing, so I won't catch this cold, nor will I infect others.

As they were talking, Shirou Kanbara noticed Shirou Makino exercising with huge dumbbells and asked in surprise:

"What are you doing? There's no need to exercise right now, is there?"

“No! Life is about movement, and we can’t relax for a moment,” Makino Shirou replied without hesitation.

"Alright, I know what kind of personality you have now." Shirou Kanbara turned to the others. "Tachibana, what are you doing now?"

At this moment, Tachibana Shirou was holding a book, his gaze never leaving it.

Judging from the title, it seems to be a book about relativity.

Upon hearing Shirou Kanbara's voice, he said without looking up:

"I'm reading a book. Knowledge determines destiny. My knowledge is too limited, and I must improve it as soon as possible."

"Oh, good luck."

Looking around at all the Shirous again, Shirou Kanbara couldn't bear to look at them any longer and let out a long sigh:

"This is simply a chaotic mess."

……

Academy City.

"Wow... I haven't seen you for a day, how come you've suddenly become a workout fanatic?"

At Shirou's apartment, Misaki Shokuhou, who came as usual, was surprised to see him working out so hard.

"See for yourself."

"Then I won't be polite."

Since becoming lovers, Misaki Shokuhou has never seen Shirou's memories again.

Of course, this is also because Shirou's mental defenses were too strong this time; it was difficult for him to actively probe unless he released his shield.

"Huh...? Kolot has a cold? Are there really colds like this in the world?"

In that instant, Misaki Shokuhou suddenly had an idea and couldn't help but grin mischievously.

I wonder if Misaka-san can handle this cold? And what kind of personality will she develop?

"Senior...please come with me somewhere?"

"Wait a minute, I'll do another 10,000 push-ups."

"How long will that take? How about this, senior, come with me first, and after things are over, I'll exercise with you."

"Alright."

Shortly after, inside a roadside coffee shop.

"Did something happen that you called me here so urgently, Shokuhou?" Misaka Mikoto sighed helplessly.

"Isn't Misaka-san an electromagnetic ability user? I'd like to ask you to check on my boyfriend. He suddenly seems like a completely different person today."

"I'm not a doctor, what good would it do for you to come to me with this kind of thing? Besides, drastic personality changes and stuff, isn't that your specialty?"

"Hehe... I tried, but there was no other way, so the first thing I thought of was Misaka-san."

How can I get Shirou to give her his cold?

I wonder if it would be okay to get a little closer?

Theoretically speaking, both Misaka Mikoto and herself are within the scope of infection.

However, compared to her own psychological control, the probability of her being infected is obviously higher.

Misaka Mikoto carefully observed Shirou and pondered:

Are you sure he wasn't manipulated by you?

"How could I possibly do that?"

"Could it be that he has caught a cold? I noticed that his temperature seems a bit high."

"Is that so? It doesn't seem entirely impossible?"

While pretending to guess, Misaki Shokuhou was secretly thinking:

All that's left is to wait until tomorrow morning and see if her personality has changed.

After all, this kind of thing is all about luck.

It's impossible to just get infected without actually getting it.

Have you tried any cold medicine?

"The cold medicine isn't working..."

Just as Shirou was about to answer, Misaki Shokuhou's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

[Senior, is there any way to ensure she catches a cold?]

Shirou was speechless and replied:

'Do you hate her that much?'

[I wouldn't say I hate it, I just want those muscle-bound idiots who don't understand how hard others work to understand what it feels like to be sick.]

"Unfortunately, it's random, there's nothing we can do about it. Compared to her, you, who have spent more time with me, are actually more likely to have caught the cold."