Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

As usual, Shirou Emiya was training in his dojo-like place at home. He then opened the door and walked to the courtyard, looking towards the Fuyuki Bridge.

The early morning sun shone through the sky, illuminating the entire Fuyuki Bridge and even the city of Fuyuki.

"Senior, it's time to eat!"

Sakura Matou called softly from behind Emiya Shirou, her eyes revealing tenderness.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Emiya Shirou replied and immediately rushed to the living room.

At this time, Jeanne d'Arc and Miyamoto Musashi were already sitting at the dining table, waiting for the meal to start.

As for Toosaka Rin and Fujimura Taiga, they didn't live here all the time, they just came here occasionally.

Miyamoto Musashi, who was sitting at the dining table, had one eye open and the other squinted, and looked like he was not asleep at all.

Joan of Arc, on the other hand, sat there extremely dignified, emitting an aura like holy light from her whole body. Although she was sitting on the tatami, she made people feel extremely holy.

"clang--!"

A crisp knocking sound was heard from Miyamoto Musashi's forehead.

“Hiss! It hurts! Grandpa, what are you doing?”

Miyamoto Musashi covered his forehead and looked at Emiya Shirou in front of him with a puzzled look.

"Eat now, wake up. What did you do last night?"

"Eat! What a pity there is no wine!"

When he heard that it was time to eat, Miyamoto Musashi immediately woke up, but felt regretful.

"Why are you drinking so early in the morning?"

Emiya Shirou scolded.

"Ying! Grandpa bullies me like this, and you don't do anything about it?"

With tears in his eyes, Musashi reported to Sakura who was sitting next to Emiya Shirou.

"But it's not a good time to drink in the morning. Senior is right—"

"Jeanne-san!!!"

Musashi's gaze immediately shifted to Jeanne d'Arc.

"Hey! I'll go turn on the TV!"

Having said that, Jeanne stood up, leaving Miyamoto Musashi alone.

"Jeanne-san, you actually know how to turn on the TV?"

Musashi was shocked as he watched Jeanne turn on the TV so smoothly.

"After living here for a long time, you will gradually get used to some things."

Jeanne looked at Musashi with a gentle smile, knowing that many things were learned slowly.

"My sister doesn't know how to turn on the TV—"

Sakura complained at this time.

"Huh? Is it true that Toosaka doesn't know how to turn on the TV?"

Shirou Emiya was very surprised. Are there still people in modern society who don’t know how to turn on the TV?

"My sister is an idiot when it comes to electrical appliances. She basically doesn't know how to use them. She spent a long time trying to turn on the TV..."

Sakura said that she watched Toosaka Rin thinking in front of the TV in Emiya's house for more than an hour but in the end she didn't figure anything out.

While they were talking, the sound of news broadcast came from the TV.

"Last night, an extremely serious gas explosion occurred near the Fuyuki Bridge, causing multiple explosions. Buildings in various places were impacted to varying degrees, and the ground was destroyed beyond recognition."

"The only thing to be thankful for is that such a large gas explosion only caused dozens of minor injuries and no one died. It is a blessing in disguise."

"Here, we strongly condemn the companies responsible for installing the gas pipelines. With such product quality, how can the residents of Fuyuki City live in peace? They might be killed by an exploding pipeline while walking on the street. The gas company must be responsible for the safety of our residents."

Basically, what was described was what happened last night, but it was all blamed on the [gas explosion].

hiss--

Shirou Emiya suddenly fell into deep thought, because he remembered that there had been quite a few gas explosions in Fuyuki City over the years. Could it be that these gas explosions were caused by the battles between magicians?

"What is gas?"

Miyamoto Musashi was puzzled by this.

She knew that explosions were the noise her grandfather loved to make, and a mushroom cloud would often rise from the ground.

But is gas explosion a very powerful name for an explosion?

"Gas generally refers to fuel gas, which is a general term for gaseous fuels. You can think of it as a kind of gas charcoal used for burning fires now. For example, fires in the kitchen rely on gas. But if the concentration of gas in the air is 5.5% to 16%, an explosion can occur in the presence of an open flame."

"Gas explosions are highly destructive and sudden, often causing a large number of casualties and property losses."

"Okay, great!"

Musashi looked at Jeanne in shock. What she felt was not the gas explosion, but Jeanne's extremely serious and standard scientific knowledge.

"It's okay. I've been catching up on all kinds of knowledge!"

Joan of Arc scratched her head and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her efforts were not in vain.

"Are we still testing you on gas?"

Shirou Emiya on the side was also surprised. Has he fallen behind so much?

"No, it seems that there are many gas explosions in Fuyuki City, so the textbooks record the dangers and benefits of gas in great detail. It is a very critical test point. I will help you memorize this knowledge later, Shirou."

Jeanne turned to look at Emiya Shirou, her expression suddenly becoming serious. She couldn't let Emiya Shirou's studies go to waste, so it seemed she needed to work harder.

“Okay, okay—!”

Shirou Emiya could only smile awkwardly and nod. He wasn't going to school now because he could no longer keep up with the progress. After Sakura, Rin and Taiga discussed it, they decided that Shirou Emiya would not have to go to school for the time being and would take tutoring lessons from Jeanne at home.

As for school, under normal circumstances, a student like Emiya Shirou who has almost no attendance rate would definitely fail a grade, but Toosaka Rin used suggestion magic to make the teacher fill up Emiya Shirou's attendance rate. Anyway, at this stage, he mainly has to wait until graduation.

"Oh, by the way! Senior, take Miss Musashi to the Tiger Dojo at 9 o'clock in the morning. You should know the location."

As if she remembered something, Sakura gave instructions to Emiya Shirou before leaving.

"What are you going to do there? You're not going to challenge them!"

With Miyamoto Musashi's kendo level, he could have swept all the dojos in Fuyuki City.

"Shirou, Miss Musashi is going to apply for a kendo teacher there. Teacher Taiga has already told her grandfather about this. They are now planning to test Miss Musashi's level."

Joan of Arc, who was standing by, explained this.

"Grandpa! What kind of person am I in your heart? I won't kick someone else's dojo for no reason!!"

Chapter 921 Miyamoto Musashi: Is it my turn?

People come and go on the streets.

People were talking loudly at the stalls.

Shouts and noise rang out from the relatively large city, mixed with the melodious sound of birds singing, giving people a feeling of peace.

"Finally, I can go out for a stroll. This is what the future will look like!"

Following behind Shirou Emiya, Musashi looked like he had just run out of the mountains, and was extremely excited about everything.

Emiya Shirou looked at Musashi with some confusion and slowly said, "Didn't you go out with Sister Fuji yesterday?"

"That was the time when the sun was about to set. There weren't that many people on the street, okay? Besides, we had things to do at that time, so it was impossible for us to be as leisurely as we are now."

"Aren't we going to do business?"

Emiya Shirou immediately complained out loud.

"I'm not familiar with this city at all. The common sense of my time doesn't apply here at all. I don't want to embarrass Sister Dahe when I go out with her!"

Musashi didn't want to cause Fujimura Taiga any trouble because of his unfamiliarity with the place.

"No, there are relatively few people in this city who dare to mess with Sister Fuji."

"Is Sister Ohga some all-powerful person in Fuyuki City?"

"That's not the case, but it is indeed a place that many people are afraid of."

She was the daughter of the Fujimura clan, a big landlord and underworld organization in Fuyuki City. Those who were struggling in the dark didn't dare to mess with her.

"So if you don't want Fuji-nee to get in trouble, then you're willing to let me get in trouble?"

As he said this, Emiya Shirou grabbed Miyamoto Musashi by the collar and pulled him out from the wine stall.

"Then I just trust you, Grandpa!"

Miyamoto Musashi scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and threw the paper cup in his hand that he was using to taste the water into the trash can on the street.

"You still know how to throw your trash into the trash can?"

Shirou Emiya's pupils widened, seeming extremely shocked by Miyamoto Musashi's behavior.

Seeing the extremely shocked expression on Emiya Shirou's face, Miyamoto Musashi could no longer hold back, and a speechless look was written all over his face.

"So, what kind of image do you have of me, Grandpa? Of course I know such a simple thing! It's not like I can't read the words above!"

"Child?"

"Knife! Where's my knife? Let's duel now, right now!"

No, this anger! I, Miyamoto Musashi, can't bear it anymore. I have to fight even if I can't win! I can't swallow this anger!

As he said this, Miyamoto Musashi swung his fist and hit towards Emiya Shirou.

"Okay! Okay! I was wrong. I just didn't expect you to be able to adapt to life here so quickly."

Looking at Musashi who was extremely angry and looked like he wanted to eat him in one bite, Emiya Shirou did not dodge but quickly waved his hands to admit defeat.

To be honest, Miyamoto Musashi's speed in adapting to this era is beyond his imagination. For example, as a servant, he was directly endowed with a lot of common sense about the modern times by the Holy Grail.

But Miyamoto Musashi was not a servant, but he did adapt to modern life in a very short period of time. At least people on the street did not notice anything out of place.

Well----

It seems a bit too eye-catching.

After all, a woman in her twenties calling a sixteen-year-old high school student "grandpa" is a strange sight in Fuyuki City no matter how you look at it.

"clatter--!"

“Hiss! It hurts!”

Miyamoto Musashi was seen backing away with his hands covering his forehead, looking at Emiya Shirou with indignation.

"Why did you flick my forehead?"

"It was supposed to be a half-hour journey, but now you've stretched it to over an hour. If it drags on, it's doubtful whether we can get back at noon."

"But there looks like there's something interesting over there—"

"I'm telling you! You'll have plenty of time to wander around Fuyuki City later! Go get your business done first!"

Before Miyamoto Musashi could finish her words, she was interrupted by Emiya Shirou, who grabbed her hand and walked towards the dojo.

Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, Musashi, who wanted to say something, suddenly became silent.

"Uh, sorry, I'll take you on a tour of Fuyuki City later!"

As if feeling that his words just now might be a bit too strong, Shirou Emiya turned around and apologized to Miyamoto Musashi.

"Grandpa, it feels like you are comforting a child."

Miyamoto Musashi also came back to his senses from some weird fantasies and pouted and complained aloud.

"You call me grandpa, aren't I just comforting a child?"

No, I still can't bear it, knife! Where is the knife! ?

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Musashi planned to pounce again.

"stop--!"

However, Emiya Shirou simply stretched out his hand and stood in front of Miyamoto Musashi.