Shirou Emiya stands on the Terra continent

The car drove on the road for a while.

Just now, the Emperor had something to talk to Emiya about, so he took a detour. Now that the conversation is over, of course I have to send Emiya back to work.

However, it was noon and many people were out buying lunch during their lunch break, so there was some traffic congestion on the road.

After thinking for a long time, Emiya suddenly asked:

"Boss, what did you mean by that question you asked Officer Wei just now?"

"Which one are you talking about? The one about playing the good guy? I was just secretly cursing Wei Yanwu with that one sentence. It didn't mean anything else."

The emperor, who was suddenly addressed by Emiya, turned his gaze from the car window to Emiya.

In his opinion, Emiya should have a lot of things to ask, but questions about this sentence were definitely not one of them.

That was just a way for him to criticize Wei Yanwu, the scheming boy who saw everyone as evil. After all, no normal person would see a person who was always doing good things as a bad person.

"That's it."

Hearing this answer, Emiya was stunned at first, then relaxed.

"What's wrong? Did I mention your worries? I don't mean to say that young people should stop using these literary tricks and think more positively, okay?"

Looking at Emiya's expression, the Emperor guessed that Emiya might have heard this sentence somewhere in the past, or that this sentence touched the other person's heart.

He guessed it was the latter, otherwise Emiya wouldn't have that melancholy young man look on his face.

Although Emiya's facial expression is usually not very expressive, he would never show an expression like that.

But even if he were asked to do this kind of psychological counseling, he couldn't do it!

What he knows is making money and rapping, not being a psychologist!

"No...nothing, just happened to think of something."

Faced with the emperor's concern, Emiya shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine.

He just thought of some things.

It's just about someone who tried to do good things all his life, but ended up with a not-so-good ending.

158 The title of Tactical Terminator is well deserved

Returning to the Imperial Guard Bureau, Emiya felt particularly tired.

On the one hand, I felt very pressured when talking with Wei Yanwu, and on the other hand, I learned too much today.

Now Shirou only felt his head buzzing, and his whole body felt wrong.

There is good news and bad news.

The good news is that he is not the only time traveler, the bad news is that he seems to be the only one left.

"Hmm? Didn't Chen Sir and the others come back with you?"

A member of the Imperial Guard standing by looked at Emiya who was sitting at his seat, then looked at his two superiors who did not seem to have come back with him, so he stepped forward and asked.

"It seems like there's something else we need to discuss, so I came back first, just in time to deal with the backlog of work."

Hearing someone talking to him, Emiya quickly adjusted his state, patted the small stack of documents in front of him and said.

Since he was teaching people at the sniper range most of the time, Xingxiong specially put all the relevant documents and information in this regard here with him.

However, most of the review was still done by her and Chen, and Emiya only had some basic information that needed to be reviewed.

Emiya will not come into contact with things that require funding, personnel, equipment, etc.

"I see. Thanks."

After learning where his boss was, the other party did not continue to ask Emiya's opinion. Instead, he put a note on the document in his hand, put it on Chen's desk, and went to busy himself.

"Ugh…"

He opened the drawer and saw the energy drink donated by Hoshiguma inside, and Emiya took it out.

When he first received it, he didn't think he would drink it.

It's only morning now, and he still has a long day to work! He saw some busier people drinking this stuff, so he decided to give it a try.

Maybe it will work.

Taking a sip, Emiya first tasted the tingling sensation of the bubbles, followed by a sweetness that was difficult to describe.

Perhaps it was spiritual comfort, Emiya felt that his spirits seemed to be really lifted.

It’s just that I haven’t had a sparkling drink for a while, so it’s a bit hard to get used to it all of a sudden.

"Should I still drink coffee?"

Looking at the half-drunk energy drink in his hand, Emiya put it aside and began to wonder whether he should make some coffee.

He knew a thing or two about coffee. After all, Texas and Kong Man liked to drink it, and there was a special coffee brewing machine in the dormitory for him to use.

But coffee is not the point. Emiya quickly put the matter behind him and concentrated on the work at hand.

It wasn't until about ten minutes before lunch time that Emiya finished processing the documents in his hands.

I feel like my whole body has been hollowed out.

"Ugh."

Sitting in the office chair, Shirou stretched his body a little.

You have to know that the amount of files in his hands is just a small part of Chen and Xingxiong's files, and he can't stand it just like this.

This also made him admire the professionalism of the two people's work.

However, Shirou did not mean to feel sorry for himself, as he knew that everyone had different strengths.

Just like a certain angel who is not very good at other dishes, but is really amazing at desserts.

Although he himself said that except for the apple pie, the others were not up to standard, but to Emiya, there was no major problem with the taste, and it was much better than the desserts he made himself.

The main reason is that the other party is lazy and will never cook desserts except when he feels like it.

And the portion they make is usually smaller.

"Finally came to your senses? Come, I'll take care of these for you as well. We can do it this afternoon."

Hoshiguma, who had already returned to deal with the work at hand, asked after hearing the noise from Emiya.

She came back about half an hour ago, but at that time, Emiya seemed to be very serious about processing documents and didn't notice that she and Chen had returned.

In addition, seeing how serious Emiya was, the two of them didn't make any noise to disturb each other.

Now that the other party seemed to have finished his work, he spoke directly.

It just so happened that she had some documents that could be handled by Emiya.

It feels great to have an assistant to dump work on!

"…Why are there so many?"

Emiya, who had originally thought that he could relax a little in the afternoon, fell in anger when he saw the documents piled up on the table again.

This stack is twice as thick as the one he just dealt with!

"Captain Wei just said that the Guard Bureau will have to strengthen its defense work in the future, so Lao Chen, Missy and I will be busy for a while, so we will pass on the work at hand. Although you are only an intern, you are doing a good job. I am optimistic about you."

After distributing the work, Hoshiguma was in a good mood. As it was almost lunchtime, he took the time to drink some tea and explain the situation to Emiya.

The cup she drank tea from was even a yakuza-style teacup projected by Emiya.

"Strengthen the defense? Is it related to what just happened?"

After hearing what Hoshiguma said, Emiya no longer cared about work. Anyway, as long as there was time, the work could be done. At this time, he was more concerned about the defense work that Hoshiguma mentioned.

"Is that right? The person who sent that information is suspected to be a threat to Longmen, and you in the information just happened to be suspected by Chief Wei, so he did those things just now to test you."

Compared to Emiya, Hoshiguma knew very well what he could say and what he couldn't say. After simply organizing his words, he told Emiya about the current situation.

After all, Wei Yanwu also said that we should try our best to have a good relationship with Emiya. The other party's combat power is very strong. Even if he is not a member of the Imperial Guard Bureau, it is a good thing to make friends with him.

"Anyone who poses a threat to Longmen..."

Emiya murmured what Hoshiguma said.

Considering the conversation he had just had with Wei Yanwu, who seemed to be very afraid of Black Snake and Kosice, Shimiya felt that there might be a connection between the two.

"Don't think too much. Just finish the work at hand. Also, the Guard Bureau has recently received a security commission from MSR. I will assign you to that place when the time comes."

Seeing that Emiya seemed quite troubled by this, Hoshiguma changed the subject.

There is no point in dwelling on such things. They can only strengthen their defenses, but they cannot put aside their daily work.

In particular, she remembered that Kong from Penguin Logistics was the idol of MSR. He would hold concerts at this time every year and apply for security commissions from the Guard Bureau. She would arrange for some people who usually worked hard to go there to relax.

Let's let Emiya go this time. He happens to know some of the people there, so maybe it will be a little convenient.

In addition, she also knew that Emiya did not leave himself much time to rest. He was either busy at Penguin Logistics or in the slums, and now he was also busy with the Guards Bureau.

This is even more dangerous than Lao Chen! Lao Chen at least knows how to be serious when working and relax when off work, and knows how to combine work and labor.

Emiya's side is like a gear, constantly running and never stopping.

"MSR…?"

Hearing this unfamiliar term, Emiya was confused.

Where did you hear it from?

"Pfft, don't you care about your family? Don't you know that the stewardess is a famous idol under MSR?"

Seeing Emiya's bewildered look, Hoshiguma just found it funny.

"I only know that she has a career as an idol, but I don't know much about it..."

Emiya said with an embarrassed look on his face, he indeed only knew that Sora had a career as an idol, but he paid more attention to Sora as a person rather than his background.

From his side, Sora is not an idol, but a member of Penguin Logistics, and thus someone he cares for, and it makes no difference what kind of person they are.

"Hey, you two are slacking off too much, aren't you?"

Chen at the side couldn't help it. If they were discussing work topics before, it would be fine, but now they are directly discussing idol careers. Isn't it too much?

She's working right next to me!

After hearing Chen's scolding, not only Xingxiong and Emiya immediately put down what they were doing and started to get busy, but even the others who were slacking off and waiting for the lunch break also started to get busy.

After a few minutes, it was finally time for lunch.

When the clock hand pointed to twelve o'clock and made a sound, everyone in the office stopped their work.

What should I do if my boss is very serious about his work?

You can only follow the other party and fight hard.

Chen also put down the information that Wei Yanwu had just sent him and rubbed his brows.

Now she just felt a little headache, because the information sent by that guy was all handwritten, and there were too many unclear words on it.

Most of them are quite subjective, such as a beam of light that penetrates the sky and earth, or a petal that can withstand all attacks...

Who can understand this?

"Old Chen, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Commander Wei also said that you should just be a little more defensive. Don't push yourself too hard."

Seeing that his old partner was under great pressure, Xingxiong stepped forward to counsel him.

At this moment, she was more and more certain that Lao Chen and Emiya were the kind of people who would take things on their own shoulders.

It’s just that Lao Chen’s starting point is to make Longmen better.

What about Emiya?

Do you simply want to help others?

Thinking of the small shop in the slums, Xingxiong guessed.

If this is true...then Emiya is actually more dangerous than Lao Chen.

"I know, it's not those things that bother me, but that handwritten manuscript."

Chen, knowing what Xingxiong was thinking, directly picked up the copied manuscript.

“…Is the effect above exaggerated?”