I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

He hates this kind of killer.

"You run really fast, brat." The frivolous, familiar laughter seemed to be communicating with a close partner.

In the converging blue light, Lancer stopped Emiya Shirou with a spear.

Wanting to escape, he had no chance of winning, Emiya Shirou's eyes widened.

But it was too late, Lancer raised his gun and stabbed him without giving him any time to dodge.

Faster than human comprehension.

Emiya Shirou's mouth was filled with the fishy smell of rust.

The heart was pierced for an instant, and then stopped moving.

At the last moment of death, he held the magic gun inserted into his chest, and instinctively drew the structure of the magic gun in his head.

—So it is, he thought.

With the specially made magic gun, the blood precipitated directly.

Starting from the fingertips, the feeling disappeared little by little, and the world became cold.

"..."

Like the dark night, the icy moonlight rising from the end of the sea.

The world is pale and colorless, only oneself is black.

Emiya Shirou fell to the ground.

This feeling...

This feeling of death...

He also tasted it once ten years ago, and then Kiritsugu saved him.

Forgot how Kiritsugu did it, but...

That must be a miracle.

Miracles cannot be reproduced.

At the end of the day, he only remembered the touch of the soft palm on his face and the fragrance that belonged to a girl.

Then--

The world went dark.

···

Feet wrapped in silk stockings, stepping on the lingering magic pattern, Rin jumped down from the roof.

This is not too difficult for a magician.

But Kurumi caught her.

Falling into a soft and sweet embrace for a moment, Rin's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he buried himself in Kurumi's chest.

Being gently put down, the toes touched the ground, and Rin let go of his tightly clenched fist.

"Where's Lancer?" She looked at Kuang San.

Shrugging, Kurumi pointed in the direction of the school building. "Ran."

Rinpo's eyes blinked, his servants are indeed the strongest!

Sakura's is her own, she thought so.

He never thought about the difference between the leisurely Kuang San and the unavoidably shy Sakura.

Rin took Kurumi's hand and trot towards the school building.

That back view just now, I read it right...is the school uniform of Sui Qunyuan College.

and...

With that short red hair, Rin always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

On a night when even the moonlight was blocked, in the cold corridor, Rin smelled something that irritated his nose.

The stench of rust filled the corridor.

Rin's heart tightened suddenly.

It is precisely because she knows the iron rules among magicians that she dragged it until the sun went down in order to avoid being seen by ordinary people.

But...

Looking at the students lying on the ground, she still showed a somewhat ugly look.

Thinking stopped.

"Kangsan go after Lancer, it would be too bad if he ran away without knowing the identity of the other party." Rin directed.

"I know~ The other party is the Son of Light of Ireland." Kuang San raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Rin froze for a moment.