Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

[Tōsaka Tokiomi: ...Give me an explanation! Matou Zouken Matou Kariya]

【Matou Zouken: ??? ???】

[Matou Kariya: All of this is because of you! It's all your fault, Tokiomi!]

[Cuchulainn: Matou Shinji... A scum like this shouldn't exist in this world. It's best if I don't catch him!

But I'm even more curious about how Emiya Shirou on the screen will respond to this situation? You have to remember that the card is blank, and there should be very few people on the Throne of Heroes who can respond to him, right?

【…】

At this moment, all the heroic spirits and magicians in the world began to criticize Shinji Matou.

But at the same time, they are more curious about what will happen in the next video!

Facing Shinji Matou who is blessed with the power of heroic spirits!

They didn't think that Shirou Emiya could reach that level.

And that card was a blank waste card.

It's totally useless!

So now all the audience are curious about how Shirou Emiya will turn the tables.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen.

As all the audience discussed, the screen continued to play.

After doing all this, Shinji Matou looked at the figure of the girl who was swallowed.

A hint of throbbing quietly appeared in my heart.

Regret, guilt...

It was an emotion that even he himself didn't understand.

"What am I doing...where is Sakura?"

"Could it be that........"

Of course, this emotion was just a fleeting bubble.

quickly.

Shinji Matou has returned to his scumbag self.

"Oh, oh, oh, that's how it is. I remember now."

"I killed her with my own hands, hahahahahaha!!!"

After hearing these words, Shirou Emiya couldn't help but grit his teeth.

There was a rare look of anger on his face.

Matou Shinji's voice echoed.

This made Emiya Shirou grit his teeth.

"Why!!!"

The moment the words fell.

Shinji Matou had arrived in front of Shirou Emiya without him knowing when.

then……

Bang! ! !

With a loud bang, Shirou Emiya was kicked away in an instant.

boom! ! !

Emiya Shirou slammed his head against the wall.

A huge cloud of dust was raised.

In the ruins, Shirou Emiya stood up with difficulty.

Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed across Shinji Matou's eyes.

You have to know that he is now experiencing a dream.

He possesses all the abilities of the Cursed-Arm Hassan...

Although he is not a very famous heroic spirit, it is not easy to withstand such an attack.

And Emiya Shirou was able to stand up...

Such things made him extremely excited!

Such a durable sandbag...will definitely help me become more proficient in using the Assassin.

Thinking of this, an excited and bloodthirsty smile appeared on Shinji Matou's face.

"From now on I'm going on a killing spree."

Accompanied by such words.

Tatata! ! !

The footsteps sounded like the devil's voice.

Slowly approaching Emiya Shirou.

"I will torture you as much as I can."

Along with these words, the strange and unique tentacles continued to surge.

"Let me practice!"

boom! ! ! !

Those terrifying tentacles quickly attacked Shirou Emiya.

The tentacles were reflected in Shirou Emiya's eyes.

The next second, those tentacles hit Shirou Emiya without a doubt!

He only felt an unbearable pain.

But this is not over yet...

The tentacles followed one after another...

Wounds continued to appear on Shirou Emiya's body, and blood flowed out continuously.

Under such an attack, I was in a trance.

Shirou Emiya recalled the figure of his father Kiritsugu Emiya under the moonlight.

"Ah, losing..."

A weak voice echoed.

Recalling everything in the past.

Ordinary college life.

"lose........"

The days of living with my younger sister Miyu.

"Lose again..."

"Then I gave the last thing left to me..."

I have experienced countless losses.

Shirou Emiya felt only an endless sense of powerlessness in his heart...

Ta-ta-ta!

A drop of blood dripped onto the water surface.

As if reflecting something...

At this moment, Shinji Matou has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

He simply dragged up Emiya Shirou who was lying on the ground.

"Are you still angry?"

Looking at Shirou Emiya who was covered in blood and seemed to be about to die.

Shinji Matou also felt bored inside.

But it doesn’t matter anymore…

Because Emiya Shirou has fulfilled his duties as a punching bag.

I have gradually become familiar with how to use Assassin.

Then Emiya Shirou would naturally lose his corresponding value...

But considering that you helped me master the power of this heroic spirit.

Shinji Matou still said his last words.

"'But I'll just listen to your wish for now.'

Tick ​​tock -!

Blood kept dripping from Shirou Emiya's hand onto the ground.

"Don't you also want to die like Sakura? Hahahaha."

Matou Shinji's sneer and mockery echoed.

Emiya Shirou was silent for a moment.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth.

".......Tell me that I killed my sister with my own hands."

As soon as these words fell.

Emiya Shirou suddenly opened his eyes.

An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"What does it feel like?"

As he said these words, a terrifying fierce light flashed in Shirou Emiya's eyes, and his hands suddenly burst out with unparalleled strength, grabbing Shinji Matou's arm.

A large word "danger" appeared over Matou Shinji's head...

If he hasn't realized at this moment that the crisis is quietly approaching!

He just revealed an even crazier expression.

"It's a hundred times more enjoyable than shejing!!!"

The strange metaphor from Matou Shinji echoed.

"Do you want to try it too?!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, Matou Shinji suddenly exerted force with both hands.

He threw Emiya Shirou out of his hand fiercely.

boom! ! ! !

With a dull sound, a large group of boxes were knocked down.

At this moment, all the audience couldn't help but make complaints when watching this scene.

Gildre: I thought my actions were perverted and shameless enough, but I never expected there would be someone in this world who is even more scumbag and shameless than me.

Irisviel: This guy is a psychopath after all... That girl is really unlucky to have met such a brother.

[Illya: How disgusting... Fortunately, my brother is much better than him!]

King Iskandar of Conquerors: As expected, such a being should be crushed with an oxcart, or with the might of my king's army. Forget it, I don't think killing him would dirty my hands.

【…】

Return to the screen.