I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

ps: After thinking about it carefully, Shirou’s situation is really not a virtual follower, it should still belong to the concept of a sub-servant, so I made a mistake earlier, I bow and apologize. Go and change the previous article.

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Chapter 20: Shirou's Dream Butterfly! 【Second update】

Wearing Ultraman Seven's leather case, Shirou took Sakura's hand and rushed towards the new capital.

This is the Fuyuki Bridge connecting Shinto and Miyama Town.

When the passers-by on the road saw Shirou's Ultra Seven outfit, they couldn't help turning their heads slightly and looking at it with novelty.

In this era, the otaku culture has not yet emerged, and Cos***y is also a novelty.

Shirou ignored these gazes. After successive battles, the six-year-old body was overwhelmed, which made his spirit very tired, and he had no extra energy to care about the gazes of these people.

At this time, Sakura did not leave.

"What's wrong, Sakura?" Shirou turned to look at her.

Xiao Ying knelt down, covered her pretty face with her hands, tears flowed down her palms, "What should I do, what should I do..."

It must be scary and painful, right?

Shirou couldn't just sit back and watch. A five-year-old girl should have enjoyed the joy of childhood and the doting of her parents, but she was abandoned by her parents in the end, and indirectly pushed into that hellish insect nest.

Must be very scared, right?

Shirou paused, hugged her, and cared softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. My brother is here."

Sakura also stretched out her arms to hug him, and tears rolled down her face onto Shirou's shoulders, "What should I do? What should I do, brother? Dad, Mom, they don't want me anymore. Everyone doesn't want me anymore. "

"No one will not want you. After all, Sakura is so cute and obedient. And, even if everyone doesn't want Sakura, my brother will always protect Sakura." Shirou said softly.

"Really?" Sakura stopped crying and looked at Shirou with teary eyes.

"Make a promise." Shirou stretched out his right little finger.

"Um."

Sakura hooked her left little finger up.

"If the hook is hung for a hundred years, it must not be changed. Those who change will have to swallow a thousand needles."

While talking, the last two thumbs pressed.

The agreement was formed.

Seeing that Sakura stopped crying and looked relieved, Shirou stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go home."

"But, do I still have a home?"

"Of course, Auntie Chuqing and Uncle Mingtian are waiting for you."

"Don't they hate Sakura?"

"Of course not. They really like Sakura."

...

Shirou takes Sakura home.

Of course, you can’t just go home like this, but jump to the second floor first, enter through the window, take off the Ultraman leather cover on your body, stuff it under the bed, and then put on a long gown to cover your injured arm, Then jump back to the first floor and go in through the door.

"You child, you didn't say a word when you went out, and you came back so late, where did you go?" Mrs. Fujimaru scolded, with her face scorched, twisting Shirou's ear with one hand.

"I went to see Sakura." Shirou said aggrievedly. My [hint] only lasted for one night, and it is useless now, I should have adjusted the time a little longer.

"Sakura?"

"Yes. Sakura will continue to live in our house. Yes. The Tohsaka family agreed."

"Is that so? That's great." Mrs. Fujimaru looked at Sakura behind Shirou in surprise.

"That... that... Auntie Qingqing. Next, excuse me, excuse me, Auntie." Sakura was a little shy, but still greeted politely.

"It's not an interruption." Mrs. Fujimaru hugged Sakura and said with a smile, "You can stay at Auntie's house as long as you want."

This attitude... This one here is your own, right? Shirou thought a little aggrieved.

Mrs. Fujimaru accepted Sakura very normally.

Although Mr. Fujimaru was a little worried about the Tosaka family, but when Shirou said that the Tosaka family agreed, he didn't care too much.

"You two, come in and eat! Today, I made tempura!" Mrs. Fujimaru said.

"Hmm! The craftsmanship is as bad as ever." Shirou tasted it and gave a true evaluation.

A "well" character appeared on Mrs. Fujimaru's forehead, and with a "boom", Mrs. Fujimaru punched Shirou out of his head.

"Is it delicious?" Mrs. Fujimaru smiled kindly.

Shirou smiled dismissively, does he seem like the kind of person who would be coerced by force?

joke!

He is not like, he is!

"Good...delicious! As expected of my mother, the Sailor Moon who is known as the master of the kitchen!" Shirou smiled flatteringly.

Mrs. Fujimaru turned to look at Sakura and asked, "Sakura, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious. Auntie has time, so please teach me." Sakura put down her chopsticks and said seriously.

"Of course." Mrs. Fujimaru smiled.

The night is charming.

It's fun.

After dinner, Mr. Fujimaru announced that his work has come to an end, he can sign a contract the day after tomorrow, and then travel with his family!

Shirou was the first to applaud this.

Not only can you go out and play, but you can also escape the Fourth Holy Grail War. And after going out, there is no need to worry about the Matong family and the Tohsaka family coming to beg for a child, they can kill four birds with one stone!

After eating, Shirou, who had experienced a life-and-death adventure, was tired and ready to go to bed.

However, just after taking a shower, putting on Doraemon's pajamas and getting under the covers, Sakura stood at the door.