Shirou Emiya is determined to kill all the cursed spirits and evil spirits

"Oh?"

"Yell in the morning!"

Volume 1: Chapter 25: Emiya-kun, can you cook?

This dream also represents the Heroic Spirit Emiya?

Or perhaps it could be another possibility of the existence of 'Emiya Shirou'.

The 'Emiya Shirou' in that world also had his closest family. They were his only family who had been taking care of him like an older sister since Kiritsugu's death.

However, he inherited Kiritsugu's beliefs but was unable to have a happy ending.

Not only did he accidentally kill his only relative, but he was even forced to massacre innocent people. Even after his death, he could not rest in peace, and he still had to kill as a "Guardian" to uphold the so-called human principles.

Without any thoughts of their own, they acted as killing machines.

Memories are damaged and the past is lost.

They have abandoned morality and despised family affection.

He held on to the belief of "saving innocent people", but ultimately lost his reason and original intention. He just blindly pursued the results, and ultimately let everything go to waste.

But even so, after the long process of atonement was over, the man standing on the gallows saw the "universal justice" he had dreamed of in his childhood.

He forgot everything, but he still couldn't forget it.

What we do is no longer for 'justice', but simply for the right 'result'.

So, does that dark yet pure cursed energy of mine come from him?

Another possible Heroic Spirit is Emiya, or rather, Emiya Alter.

Emiya really wanted to try out the special properties of this cursed energy on the spot, but the guy next to him obviously wouldn't give him much personal space -

"What's going on? You don't look well... Did you have a nightmare?"

Gojo Satoru was not at all embarrassed about being discovered breaking into the bedroom. He even showed concern for Emiya's condition.

"No, it's okay... I would definitely feel better if you could knock before entering my room."

Faced with this lawless and unrestrained guy, Emiya could only helplessly place his palm on his forehead.

Who would have thought that upon waking up, they would find someone who had come in out of nowhere staring at them, and more importantly, it was a man.

"How can you do this? Don't forget I have this."

Gojo Satoru pointed to the eyepatch on his face.

"Because I discovered that Emiya-kun was fast asleep, I deliberately didn't make too much noise. How could I let such kindness go to waste?"

"It's exactly eight o'clock now. Emiya-kun, you have a very healthy sleep schedule, so would you like to have breakfast?"

Could it be that Mr. Gojo sneaked into his room early in the morning just to have breakfast with him?

In any case, there was no way Emiya would believe such a statement.

But out of respect, Emiya still looked at Gojo Satoru's empty hands and tried to ask, "Have you prepared breakfast?"

If others showed this level of kindness, he would have no reason to refuse.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru spread out his hands confidently.

"no!"

"..."

That's a pretty frank answer.

"So, how did you get the idea that I can cook?"

Emiya probably figured out why this guy was waiting here so early, and asked.

"Intuition, intuition, this is the intuition of being the strongest."

"Well, actually, the information after the investigation said that you were alone, Emiya-kun, so the probability of you being able to cook is greatly increased, right?"

"So, can you do it? I think so, right?"

It's very strange, why does Gojo Satoru's expression show a strange emotion called anticipation?

As the [strongest], if he wants to eat something, he can just ask for it.

But Emiya was very honest, and no matter how helpless he was, he nodded in response.

"meeting."

"Great!"

If a person no longer cares about what others think of him, he will not only become optimistic in his mentality, but will also gain many conveniences in life.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru is such a person.

Under his shameless attack, Emiya finally stood in front of the kitchen counter and put on an apron.

There were a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, but it was not suitable to eat anything too rich in the morning, so Emiya simply fried a steak and an egg, and cut some salad with vegetables and fruits and handed it to the other party.

As far as breakfast goes, this is quite a feast.

"Oh, it looks very appetizing. Well then... I'll start eating."

Gojo Satoru's manner of devouring the food was extremely exaggerated. In a short time, most of the steak and salad had gone into his stomach.

"Even if it's just for breakfast, there's no need for you to come to my place, right, Mr. Gojo?"

Emiya really didn't think that the other party came here just for these things, but even if it was just for this, there was no need for him to come here for a free meal, right?

After all, these are still the stuff of the technical college.

"If you ask why, it's probably because you don't have time, right?"

Gojo Satoru said this while stuffing his mouth with salad.

"there is no time?"

Emiya was a little confused. Who wouldn't even have time to eat breakfast?

"That's it."

"After we separated last night, we went to Italy. They said there was a special-grade cursed spirit there that we couldn't resolve. After returning, we went back to sort out some of the cursed spirit requests that had been piling up, and then finally took a three-hour break to catch up on time."

"In order to avoid wasting time, I might as well just sleep at your place."

"...?"

Emiya tried to imagine Gojo Satoru dozing off in a chair, but he still couldn't understand.

Even if you're the [strongest], there shouldn't be any need to run around all over the place to deal with cursed spirits, right?

Generally speaking, this kind of character shouldn't be set up to stay safely in the base camp and be used like a nuclear deterrent.

If Gojo Satoru had to take frequent actions, the situation in the world of sorcery would probably be quite bad.

It was so bad that without him putting out fires, there would be no way to maintain stability.

Maybe it is true. After all, it is said that cursed spirits are endless, and no matter how many lives the sorcerers have, it is impossible to fill them up, but Gojo Satoru can easily suppress them.

only......

"You only rest for three hours, won't you feel tired?"

Even a true superman couldn't possibly kill cursed spirits intensively for twenty-one hours a day without stopping, right?

The body may be strong enough to do that, but the spirit is not.

Just like Emiya Alter, he lost himself in countless mechanical killings.

"It's ok."

Gojo Satoru still had a smile on his face, and he said this—

"I am the strongest."

Volume 1: Chapter 26 Quasi-Level 1? Defeat a Level 1 Curse Spirit?

Because he is the [strongest], he must take the lead in clearing out all the extremely threatening cursed spirits.

And because he is the [strongest], he doesn't even need too much spiritual comfort, he just needs to work hard to do these things.

What kind of logic is this?

Emiya couldn't help but start to wonder, if the 'Emiya Shirou' in the dream also possessed the power of being the [strongest], could he change that sad ending, or even change the entire world?

The answer is probably no.

That 'Emiya Shirou' also mastered projection magic, and through countless killings, he had developed killing skills far beyond the current Emiya's.

To all ordinary people and even the vast majority of magicians, he is no different from the [strongest].

But even so, he still became like that in the endless killing.

Strength alone cannot save everything, and pure killing is even less so.

Gojo Satoru realized this, so he placed his focus on the education of the new generation, hoping to cultivate more like-minded people to change this decadent world with him.

Due to his limited knowledge of strength, he did not expand this educational philosophy, but only limited it to those he considered geniuses. However, perhaps this perspective is the correct answer in the world of sorcery.

Can education alone change the world?

Maybe, but it's better than doing nothing. 'Emiya Shirou' is just walking on the wrong path.

"If one day, Mr. Gojo encountered a situation that could not be resolved without killing, what would you do?"

After thinking about this, Emiya couldn't help but ask the other party this question.

"Can't be solved without killing?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned when he heard this question, and after some hard thinking, he gave his own answer.

"Well, maybe it's because I'm not strong enough."

"..."

As expected, Emiya should have known that this guy would answer in this way.

However, after receiving such a joking answer, Emiya was slightly awakened from last night's dream and began to recall his unfinished tasks.

That is to make a bento that can be eaten by Jianzi.

Because he would probably have to go with Gojo Satoru to deal with a series of matters next, Emiya had no choice but to prepare the lunch box in advance.

Considering that Miko would be getting out of school in the afternoon, Emiya did not prepare any particularly formal dishes. He just made some food similar to after-meal desserts and put them in the lunch box.

The conditions in the technical college are really convenient. He doesn't need to go to a convenience store to buy anything, everything is available here.

"OK, we're almost ready."

After everything was ready, just as Emiya was about to close the lid, a sinister hand quietly reached out...

Snapped--

Emiya swatted it away without hesitation.

"Why is that? You don't even want to give me a taste?!"

Gojo Satoru acted like a jealous woman, and when Emiya looked at him, he grabbed a small dessert and stuffed it into his mouth in the blink of an eye.

Then his whole body twisted into a ball under the conquest of deliciousness.

"Great, great~ I didn't expect Emiya-kun to be so skilled in desserts. He's a natural born chef."

"I wonder which woman will be blessed with such cooking skills in the future. It's really enviable!"

"By the way...isn't this lunch box made for another woman?"

Finally realizing the problem, Gojo Satoru stared at Emiya with sharp eyes.

"..."

"It's not as complicated as you think. We're just ordinary friends."

Emiya really couldn't understand how Gojo Satoru could be so lively.