Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Musashi shook his head, seeming to strongly disapprove of Emiya Shirou's address to him.

"Good! Good! Good! Teacher Musashi."

Emiya Shirou responded to her helplessly.

"Scream again!"

Miyamoto Musashi seemed to enjoy being called teacher, especially by Emiya Shirou, whose expression was so excited that it seemed to be overflowing.

"Musashi-sensei."

“Scream again!!”

"Musashi-sensei!"

“Scream again!!!”

"There's no need to call so many times."

Shirou Emiya was very ashamed. He now realized that Miyamoto Musashi seemed to like hearing others praise him.

He didn't mind calling Musashi his teacher. To be honest, his current sword skills incorporated a lot of Niten's techniques.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi is the only swordsman who has used two swords so far, and the inspiration he has received is obviously more than those of one sword players. His swordsmanship is also approaching Miyamoto Musashi's Niten Ichiryu.

"No! You are not qualified to call me teacher! You are stealing my knowledge!"

As if he suddenly remembered something, Miyamoto Musashi's excited expression disappeared immediately, and he looked at Emiya Shirou with an uncomfortable expression.

"How can you call stealing knowledge of the way of the sword? That's called talent."

"You call that a talent? You call that cheating! How can there be such a convenient ability?"

His heart bleeds when he thinks about how all the sword skills he had acquired through fighting so hard were taken away by Emiya Shirou with just a simple projection.

And thinking about how Emiya Shirou was able to easily acquire the skills of other great swordsmen and observe their swordplay, his heart ached even more.

I am so envious!

"No matter how you look at it, I can't be considered stealing because I paid for it—"

After a moment's thought, Emiya Shirou said something that Miyamoto Musashi had no way to refute.

"When did you pay—ugh!"

"That's not a reward, it's a gift from you!"

Miyamoto Musashi still planned to struggle.

"I was going to give it to you as a gift, but since you said that before, now it's considered as a reward! Otherwise, you can return it to me?"

"Impossible! Grandpa, don't even think about taking my treasure away! 乆"

Miyamoto Musashi retreated backwards with a protective look on his face, even though he didn't have those swords on him.

"The new one—"

Before Emiya Shirou could finish his words, Miyamoto Musashi quickly approached him, put his hand on his shoulder, and pressed his face close to his.

"Actually, I don't really mind that you stole the sword skills you learned from me, Grandpa. It's just that my sword skills have been improving, and the reward you gave me is not enough!"

Miyamoto Musashi's arm-in-arm and profiteer look made Emiya Shirou not know where to start complaining.

"I will give you the useless sword I forge from now on!"

As he spoke, Emiya Shirou broke free from Miyamoto Musashi's restraints and walked forward at a quickened pace. If he didn't move now, it felt like he would be stuck on the street for several more hours.

"Why is that? Grandpa! Wait for me! Can't I teach you how to use Niten Ichiryu in person for free? Don't waste your sword!"

As he said this, Miyamoto Musashi chased after him with a sad face.

"After using Grandpa's sword once, there's no going back."

"So does what you say have to be so weird?" Emiya Shirou complained accurately.

"Really? You have a problem with your thinking. You are used to using good swords, so those inferior swords don't feel so easy to use. Now, after all the use, the sword forged by your grandfather is still the best!"

Although Miyamoto Musashi was praising him, Emiya Shirou didn't feel happy at all for some reason.

“I feel like I’ve been taken advantage of.”

"That must be your illusion, Grandpa!"

Miyamoto Musashi nodded in affirmation. How could she, who loves to work so much, do such a low-class thing? Didn't she find a job not long after arriving in Fuyuki City?

"I feel like you've led me here without me noticing, but I just happened to be passing by the market, so I'll buy some food for tonight."

I had originally planned to finish the formalities in the morning and then go back to eat at noon, but I didn't expect to stay in the dojo until the afternoon.

During this period, they even encouraged Shirou Emiya to have an exhibition match with Miyamoto Musashi.

As for the result of the match, it ended with Emiya Shirou being defeated.

Unable to use projection magic and without special weapons, so in a simple contest of swordsmanship, Shirou Emiya is naturally no match for Miyamoto Musashi.

But the excitement of the performance was so great that the entire dojo was stunned.

The dazzling offensive and defensive battle between the two sides, the fierce fight between dragons and tigers that could decide the outcome in an instant, made the hearts of everyone present boil with excitement.

Those who had greeted Shirou Emiya before were so surprised by his current swordsmanship that their mouths could fit an egg.

Is that the level of swordsmanship that someone of this age should have?

The sword master once said - another contemporary sword master.

Kendo is about to rise!

You can see Ayako Mizue's excited heart and trembling hands.

It’s fine that you’re so strong in archery, but when will you become so strong in swordsmanship too?

This made Ayako Mizutsugi forget the purpose of her coming here and she started to focus on training directly.

"Wine! Wine! Wine! Wine!"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was standing next to Emiya Shirou, suddenly had golden light in his eyes and instantly locked onto the location of the drinks on the street.

"clatter--!"

Shirou Emiya hit Miyamoto Musashi on the head with a knife.

"We still have some at home. Besides, don't drink every day!"

"People cannot live without alcohol. Without alcohol, life will wither!"

"Where did you get this twisted idea from?"

"It's in the Book of Five Rings!"

"There's nothing about alcohol in the Gorin Book, okay?"

"I wrote the Book of Five Rings, so I have the final say!"

Miyamoto Musashi was smiling and chatting with Emiya Shirou on the street.

The noise seemed to last forever.

Chapter 924: Joan of Arc: What is this? Is it my turn?

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

As the sun rose into the sky and the sunlight illuminated the earth, the melodious sound of birdsong echoed under the clouds, announcing the beginning of a beautiful morning.

"Fuji-sister!! Musashi!!"

Listening to Shirou Emiya's somewhat annoyed voice, it seemed that this morning was not so good.

"Huh? What happened?"

In a daze, Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taikawa gradually regained consciousness and opened their eyes.

What caught their eyes was the living room ceiling that they were very familiar with.

"Why are we sleeping here?"

Fujimura Taiga asked a soul-searching question.

"Sister Fuji, how dare you say that? You drank so late yesterday and you clearly had to go to work today!"

Yesterday, without being stopped, the two of them were studying hard under the guidance of Sakura and Jeanne, and they had already cleared out all the stock in the refrigerator.

Although Sakura and Jeanne taught together, in reality it was Sakura who taught two people alone, and Jeanne would sometimes listen very carefully to Sakura's explanation of the contents of the book.

"And you! Musashi! Stop laughing! You want to be late for work on your first day? Yesterday you were smiling and saying that you became a teacher. Is that what you did, teacher?"

"I understand!" Fujimura Taikawa lowered his head.

"I will reflect on it!" Miyamoto Musashi shed tears of regret.

"From now on, you can only drink on your days off, not at any other time! Jeanne, Sakura, you have to take good care of them when I'm not around."

"Indeed, it will add a lot of burden to us if we keep doing this."

Ying also nodded. She was so focused on studying yesterday that she forgot to take care of these two people. She will pay more attention in the future.

"Hey! Why is this happening?"

Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taikawa pouted together, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Without wine, it feels like life is coming to an end.

"You need to reflect on yourself. Normally we wouldn't say anything if they were just having a drink together. Don't you know how exhausted we were when we cleaned up the mess last night?"

Shirou Emiya glanced at the two of them and had no intention of pampering them. If they continued to live like this, life would be too chaotic and the Emiya family would become a garbage dump.

"Teng-sister, don't ride your electric bike to school today. Walk there with Sakura."

"Musashi, you too, remember to pay attention to the rules on your first day at the dojo. I don't want to hear people from the dojo come over and tell me what weird things you did."

"Okay!"*2

Miyamoto Musashi and Fujimura Taikawa responded weakly to Emiya Shirou, then stood up from the ground and headed towards the toilet.

"Grandpa really acts like an old woman!"

Miyamoto Musashi yawned and complained aloud, then glanced at Emiya Shirou who had gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

He then saw that Shirou Emiya was staring at him with an extremely terrifying look, commonly known as the death stare.

"I'll wash up right away!"

All that could be heard was a swish, and Miyamoto Musashi disappeared from the spot.

“It’s really worrying!”

Looking at the reckless appearance of Fuji-sister and Musashi, Shirou Emiya who was sitting at the stove couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Well, this will make the house lively."

Sakura, who was standing by, took out the dishes for the morning and laughed softly, as if she really enjoyed days like this.

"The main reason is that the workload has increased greatly. Jeanne, I'll leave the tidying of the living room to you!"

Shirou Emiya sighed, then spoke to Jeanne, who had just finished washing up and opened the door to walk into the living room.

"give it to me!"

Joan of Arc nodded solemnly, and then began to tidy up the bedding on the ground.

"Oh yes, I suddenly remembered that Toosaka has something going on recently, so she won't come over to stay at night." Emiya Shirou spoke to Sakura beside him as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Eh? No wonder you haven't come over for dinner these past two days. But, my sister and I are obviously closer, so why did the senior tell me about my sister?"

As she spoke, the kitchen knife in Sakura's hand, which was cutting vegetables, emitted a dazzling silver light.

"It should be something related to magic. There was an abnormal fluctuation of magic power at the Fuyuki Bridge that night. As the manager of the ley lines of Fuyuki City, Toosaka Rin should have been dealing with this matter."

Joan of Arc, who was tidying up the bedding, expressed her guess.

Now that Fujimura Taiga is not here, there is no need to worry about anything.

"Is that the night you said you were going to deal with something, Senior?"

"In short, we encountered a lot of unexpected situations." Shirou Emiya smiled bitterly.

"Senior always likes to bear everything alone. Obviously, we can share some of the burden with you." Ying complained while cutting vegetables.