The Otherworld Card Collector

Shirou Matou's foot was already halfway taken.

At this time, the bad boy who was a little confused by him finally came to his senses.

If Shirou Matou were really allowed to leave like this, one could imagine with one's toes how mockingly his group of useless friends would laugh.

Even with his back to them, he could still picture in his mind the funny scene of them mocking him.

Really embarrassing.

For a bad boy, face is as important as life until you point a weapon at him.

He didn't want to lose face in front of his friend anytime soon, so he subconsciously reached out, ready to grab Matou Shirou's arm and say something harsh.

"You must not—"

--Eh?

How come this guy is turned upside down in my eyes?

Wait, he got me confused!

The bad boy had no idea what was happening. He felt his head hit the ground, and his brain was shaking like a walnut kernel. Then his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the ground.

This scene happened so suddenly that the remaining bad boys couldn't help but open their eyes wide and were unable to react for a while.

But if you don't take action, I will continue.

Shirou Matou grabbed another bad boy next to him, swung him around like a windmill, and then slammed him to the ground.

"Boom!"

What a perfect shoulder throw!

The moment the bad boy hit the ground on his back, intense pain swept through his body. His body felt like it was falling apart. Before he could even scream, Shirou Matou stepped on his face. The sole of his size 43 shoe directly blocked his mouth, and his wails were stuffed back into his stomach.

One encounter and both of them were dealt with.

His newfound pro-level wrestling experience paired with his well-trained body was really useful.

Shirou Matou looked at the last two remaining delinquent boys, walked over and spoke slowly.

"Because I'm a pacifist, although I do exercise, I haven't actively learned any fighting techniques."

What does this mean?

The remaining two bad boys looked at Shirou Matou walking towards them, confused and wondering whether to slip away or run away with their two unlucky friends.

As for punching Shirou Matou?

What a joke!

This guy took care of both of them in one fight. He was so skilled in fighting that what he said just now was complete bullshit!

"So I didn't use any harsh words, but there aren't any cameras in this alley anyway. So, you'll have to stay in bed for the next three months. You won't have any complaints about me, right?"

understood.

This guy was just showing off, and now he is threatening them!

hehe;

Do you think you can scare us with this?

The bad boy clenched his fists.

Hey, wait, why is it getting dark... Oh no!

It turned out that it was not because it was dark, but because Shirou Matou suddenly moved closer to him, with his back to the light source, blocking him in the shadows.

1.85 meters versus 1.65 meters, judging from the height, the bad boy already understood that this was an insurmountable wall.

Matou Shirou looked at him indifferently, with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I...I'm malnourished."

"Where's your friend?"

"They're also malnourished. Look, they're so malnourished they're lying on the ground. They must be hungry. I'll take them to eat something to replenish their nutrition."

"Go."

The malnourished boy quickly pulled the idiot who was standing beside him, which made the idiot come to his senses. Then the two of them hurriedly crawled away from Shirou Matou, and left with their two accomplices who were thrown to the ground.

They were not frightened, they were just retreating strategically. After Shirou Matou left, they would come back and continue to occupy this newly discovered alley!

But what happens next has nothing to do with Shirou Matou.

He just decisively dealt with a few unknown people who might have provoked him.

The plan remains the same, and I will go to the gym for today's exercise.

But before that, there's one small matter to sort out.

As his gaze shifted downward, Matou Shirou looked at the girl who had grabbed the edge of his clothes at some point—

She was wearing a school uniform, had two pigtails, and wore black-framed glasses. She looked very rustic.

But to the girl's surprise, after looking at her, Shirou Matou did not show any expression of disgust or contempt. Instead, he asked in the same natural manner as before.

"Classmate, what can I do for you?"

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Chapter 8: Local Girl Yoshida Saki

"Hello, my name is Yoshida Saki, thank you for helping me out."

After saying this, Yoshida Saki looked at Matou Shirou.

Under her gaze, Matou Shirou remained calm and just nodded slightly.

"You're welcome."

Didn't say anything more.

After all, Shirou Matou knew that his original intention was not to help others, it was simply that those four bad boys were asking for trouble.

Rescuing Yoshida Saki was just a side job.

He didn't want to waste time either.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave—"

"--that!"

Upon hearing this, Yoshida Saki immediately panicked and spoke subconsciously, but found that her voice was a little loud, so she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her other hand.

This must be so humiliating.

Yoshida Saki couldn't help but think so, but when she looked at Matou Shirou again, she found that the other's eyes still hadn't changed at all, as calm as a pool of water, making her unable to help but fall into it, fascinating.

"Ten seconds."

Matou Shirou's voice brought Yoshida Saki back to her senses.

Under her gaze, Matou Shirou looked at his phone, not even looking at her, and continued.

"I'll give you another ten seconds. If you can't come up with something, then let me go. I have my own things to do."

"ten;"

"Nine;"

"eight;"

"seven..."

He wasn't kidding!

The countdown was like a hammer, beating her heart rhythmically.

I can't care about that anymore.

"Classmate, may I ask you..."

I was going to ask Matou Shirou's name, but when the words came to my lips, they turned into;

"Can you take me out of this alley? I'm afraid..."

I speak incoherently and don't get to the point. I'm afraid someone like me is not worth wasting other people's time, right?

Yoshida Saki became more and more frustrated as she spoke.

However, the next second, she looked up and saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

"Come with me."

Shirou Matou shook off Yoshida Saki's hand, but did not leave her there. Instead, he gestured for him to follow.

He doesn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, but if it is something that comes handy, he doesn't mind doing it.

Yoshida Saki suddenly felt as if the haze that enveloped her was pierced by a ray of sunlight, shining into her heart.

He was ostracized at school because he was quiet and dressed in a rustic manner. At home, he had a father who was eyeing him covetously and a mean mother.

She felt that life was bleak and originally thought that she would fall into an even darker abyss today, but unexpectedly she seemed to have met her destined person.

He was even willing to waste his time on a person as humble as a mayfly like her...

Yoshida Saki, who followed Matou Shirou out of the alley, felt her heart pounding like a deer, making her clutch her collar tightly.

"Out."

Matou Shirou walked out of the alley with Yoshida Saki.

He didn't bother to care whether Yoshida Saki was afraid that the bad boys would come back and surround her again after he left, or whether she had other thoughts. Anyway, he had already decided that no matter what the other party said, he would not bother to ask and hurried to the gym to exercise.

But before leaving, he did not forget to remind.

"Don't walk down the alley alone anymore."

"Our country may appear civilized on the surface, but the social order is a mess underneath. You should know that."

After giving a few casual instructions, Matou Shirou no longer paid attention to Yoshida Saki's pace and started walking directly, his speed suddenly increased a lot.

Yoshida Saki was thrown several steps away by Matou Shirou before she could pay attention.

She wanted to chase him, but found that she had no reason to chase him at all. However, the other party was the sunshine that illuminated her heart. Yoshida Saki finally plucked up the courage at the last moment and asked the boy for the first time.

"Can I have your name, please?"

Shirou Matou glanced back at Yoshida Saki, then turned back.

"Matou Shirou."

After saying that, he disappeared from Yoshida Saki's sight and merged into the crowd.

"Matou Shirou, what a gentle name."

Yoshida Saki murmured in her heart, and suddenly had the idea of a scabby wanting to eat swan meat.

But she is the bald boy, and the swan is Shirou Matou.

"Is there a possibility of seeing each other again?"

Yoshida Saki muttered to herself.

She didn't know, but if they could really meet again...

'I've got to dress up nicely.'

A woman should look good to those who please her.

Yoshida Saki, who has been living a gray life since she was a child, finally has the idea of dressing herself up.

But none of this has anything to do with Shirou Matou.

He didn't even plan to tell Yoshida Saki his name at first, but suddenly remembered that he was still a man with a faceplate, so he told her.