Shirou's clones number 30 million

Every time a Shirou enters, the Celestial Dragon Shirou will warmly go over and shake hands with him.

Shiro Sakurai had just entered when he was startled and quickly backed away:

"What's wrong with you? Didn't we agree yesterday that I couldn't share everything with you for the time being?"

"Is that so? Sorry, I forgot."

Tianlong Renlang paused for a moment, then explained with a smile:

"I finally got to eat Redfoot Zeff's food, and it was absolutely delicious! I feel like I've reached a higher level in cooking."

"Oh... really?"

Shiro Sakurai really didn't know what kind of expression to show, so he could only nod slightly.

Seeing this, the man from Tianlong stepped closer and asked, puzzled:

"Aren't you a chef too? How come you're not curious at all?"

Huh...?

Shirou Sakurai was slightly taken aback, then instantly realized that he was about to be exposed.

To be honest, it was really too much to ask him to pretend to be interested in Zeff's cooking.

For thirteen years, he has lived a life of disdain for chefs, and has always suppressed novice chefs and restaurants at will.

"As a chef, I must have the confidence that I am the best chef in the world. This kind of thinking shouldn't be strange, right?"

"Huh...huh...? Your cooking skills are already the best in the world among food-themed anime?"

"Ah."

"Oh... I'm really curious what your dishes taste like? Can they make people hallucinate?"

"Ah."

"How cold! We're all just people, what can't we say to each other? There are no secrets between us."

Suddenly, Slime Shirou aimed at Sakurai Shirou, jumped over him, and knocked him to the ground.

The moment the two made contact, a scream rang out.

"Ahhh...!!"

Seeing Sakurai Shirou's unusually pitiful cries, the other Shirous looked at each other, puzzled.

When they come into contact, their abilities and memories can be shared instantly.

With such strength, falling down is no big deal, so why did he scream so miserably?

It evokes a profound sense of heartbreak in the listener.

At this moment, the scene from thirteen years ago kept replaying in Shirou Sakurai's mind.

The poor woman lay weakly on the hospital bed; anyone could tell she was nearing the end.

Even so, she still mustered her spirits and comforted him, without uttering a single word of complaint, resentment, or regret.

Even though he was about to die, he kept smiling.

Because her face was pale and she had been lying in the hospital bed for too long without makeup, her smile wasn't very attractive, but it inexplicably gave people a very warm feeling.

At that moment, in that instant, the feeling of shattering in my heart seemed to keep echoing in my mind.

Every minute and every second, the heartache intensifies, as if it will never end.

A faint pain shot through his heart, startling Slime Shirou, who involuntarily rolled to the side.

After a long while, he abruptly transformed back into his Rimuru form and said hesitantly:

“Sakurai, the dead cannot be brought back to life. There’s no need to dwell on the past. You’ve already gone down the wrong path.”

Shiro Sakurai clutched his chest, glanced up at him, and scoffed.

"What do you know, you sissy? Do you think I care about that woman? Of course not!"

“I’m not her real son. As a time traveler, I’m just her roommate living under the same roof.”

"How could I possibly care about her? What does her life or death have to do with me?"

"What do you know about human emotions, you hermaphrodite, neither male nor female pervert?"

"From the moment you transmigrated into a slime, you were already a non-human."

"Playing house with a bunch of goblins? How could you even think of that? Disgusting!"

Shirou's face darkened, he clenched his fists, and said, word by word:

Has no one ever told you that you deserve a beating?

Chapter 56 You're really stupid.

Section 56, Chapter Fifty-Six: You're Really Stupid Too

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Mafushirou quickly grabbed Rimuru Shirou, and the moment their hands touched, Sakurai Shirou's memories flooded his mind, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.

"Sakurai, you..."

"Shut up! You've been reborn as a stable boy, fine, but all you do is lack ambition and live off women. Is that fun? Copying songs and famous quotes, you're boring, shameless, brainless, and utterly useless!"

"Sakurai, you've gone too far!"

"The Water Shadow? What a prestigious title. Marrying a minor at sixteen, you pervert! You've conducted so many human experiments, and now you're pretending to be a good person? What kind of good person do you think you are?"

"And you, how wonderful, Celestial Dragon. Ha... what kind of reform are you talking about, just a useless piece of trash who only knows how to talk! If it were me, I would use the Transformation Technique and the Shadow Clone Technique to replace all the kings and Celestial Dragons in the world, and I could revolutionize the world in a single day."

"Tsukimi, you good-for-nothing who lives off a woman, you're bound to be henpecked in the future..."

"Demon King? Bah! You control three-quarters of the world's territory. Remember the original story? With such a huge advantage, how could you still lose? Moreover, as a king who climbed up from the bottom, you only have one loyal subordinate. What kind of king are you? You're not even as good as trash."

"Tohsaka? You're even worse. After transmigrating into a child, you actually started acting like one? You're an idiot, a moron..."

In just a few minutes, Shiro Sakurai had cursed everyone else.

All the Shirous present surrounded him, rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

Who wants to go first?

"He's already shared our abilities; one of us can probably only manage a draw. Shall we all attack together?"

"There's no need for that. Didn't Rimuru scream when his body came into contact with him just now?"

"That makes sense! Physical pain is often nothing compared to emotional pain."

As they spoke, one by one, Shirou reached out and touched Sakurai Shirou's body.

The screams rang out again!

The past keeps replaying in my mind.

If it were only that, it wouldn't have turned out this way.

But his past feelings and personalities, as well as those of the other Shirou, were completely different from his current ones. They clashed together, as if a bunch of people who hated each other were arguing endlessly in his mind.

In that instant, time and space seemed to stand still, and Shirou Sakurai became incredibly calm.

The experiences of the past thirteen years keep flashing before my eyes.

On the day I crossed over, the sky was overcast and a light drizzle was falling.

Believing that the woman was just a stranger and there was no need for him to live with her, he secretly left home.

After borrowing money from several scoundrels, he played games in the arcade for several hours straight.

That night, while looking for a hotel to stay in, I suddenly saw that ID card holder running around aimlessly in the heavy rain, seemingly searching for me.

He wanted to leave, but was also a little worried, so he could only follow secretly.

The rain didn't stop that night, and the woman searched all night, finally collapsing on the street, exhausted.

After much hesitation, he carried her back to the cramped rented room.

The next morning, when she woke up, she wasn't angry or complaining; she just kept apologizing.

Perhaps it was out of compassion, or perhaps it was because he couldn't bear to leave her, but then they began living together.

As the restaurant's business improved, he made a decision to go to Totsuki for further studies.

The night before the entrance exam, he confidently talked about his dreams after enrollment and the benefits he would receive after graduation.

After her failure, she returned home dejectedly. She said nothing, but simply prepared a sumptuous dinner.

On the day she passed away, a large group of people blocked the hospital entrance demanding repayment of debts, forcing her to use hypnotic magic in public.

Afterwards, she heard from the nurses that those people had rushed into the ward and argued with her many times, but fortunately the nurse on duty arrived in time.

I heard that when she was alone, she would always lower her head and mutter to herself, her words full of apologies to herself.

From that day on, his world consisted only of money.

Was I wrong?

Upon re-examining his past experiences, Shiro Sakurai finally understood. He wiped away his tears, and his expression gradually hardened.

"I'm not wrong! But I'm also wrong."

“For the past thirteen years, I have been living a muddled life, resorting to trickery, framing, and unfair competition. Although these methods are despicable, they are not wrong.”

"My mistake was not having a specific goal. I kept trying to make money but failed to realize the purpose of making money sooner."

The pain in his chest gradually subsided. Looking at the gloomy faces of the Shirous around him, Sakurai Shirou took a deep breath and slowly said:

"That's enough! I apologize for what I just said."

"I really don't like you." Mizukage Shirou released his grip and snorted coldly. "However, you're wrong about one thing. I've never intended to pretend to be a good person. What do other people's opinions have to do with me? There are countless people in the ninja world who hate me, and you're just one of them."

“I’ve thought about what you’re saying too. Revolutionizing the world in a single day isn’t that difficult.” The Celestial Dragon paused and shook his head slightly. “But what would be the point? It’s easy to defeat bandits in the mountains, but difficult to defeat bandits in the heart. Overthrowing the World Government is far from being a revolution.”

Shiro Sakurai didn't reply. In that instant of physical contact, all of Shiro's feelings surged into his heart at the same time.

Although I don't like their tedious approach, I can completely understand their feelings.

"Are you guys going to yell back at me too?"