It's Quite Apt

Emiya Shirou had once, in a single night, single-handedly fought through the Holy Grail War, ultimately winning the Holy Grail and sending Miyu away.

It was an astounding achievement, enough to be proud of, but the cost was not small.

One could tell from Emiya Shirou's already graying hair that his lifespan had been severely damaged. Barring some unexpected miracle, it was highly probable that something unfortunate would happen, and he likely wouldn't live for many more years.

Emiya Shirou was afraid that this would upset Miyu, which was why he thought of the method of sending her away. His intentions were truly considerate.

When Mo Shuying asked him, Emiya Shirou smiled.

"Miyu's happiness is more important than anything."

For Emiya Shirou, Miyu was above all else.

"I envy you, having someone you can dedicate everything to. Ah, what a pity, it seems good people never live long."

Mo Shuying glanced at Angelica. When it came to Emiya Shirou's exhausted lifespan, this girl certainly played a significant role.

"Hmph."

Angelica snorted, saying nothing.

Emiya Shirou smiled and waved his hand.

"That's all in the past, let's not talk about it. Mr. Mo, what are your plans next? Are you preparing to return? To what you call Chaldea?"

"Yes, it's time to go back. Staying here would just interrupt your time together. Alright, I should take my leave too."

Mo Shuying nodded. Emiya Shirou's smile became a bit awkward upon hearing Mo Shuying's words, and he tried to explain.

"We're actually—"

"No need to explain. It's just a literal meaning, just don't get the wrong idea yourself. Well then, I hope we meet again sometime. Goodbye~"

Mo Shuying smiled, then disappeared as he retreated. Emiya Shirou watched the direction where Mo Shuying vanished for a long time, then coughed.

"Ahem… Let's go back, Angelica."

"Mhm."

Angelica stepped forward and reached out to support Emiya Shirou's arm. Emiya Shirou smiled and waved his hand, signaling that it wasn't necessary.

"It hasn't come to that yet. Let's go, there's still a huge mess to clean up. The Einzworth Family ruins have a lot of things; we can't just leave them there…"

"Mhm…"

Spiritron Conversion complete. Welcome back to Chaldea.

Mo Shuying's body materialized beneath a massive astronomical instrument. It was a smooth process, and Dr. Roman applauded nearby.

"Fantastic! You succeeded on the first try!"

"???"

So, I was being used as a guinea pig?

"Are they back?"

The "they" Mo Shuying referred to were naturally Mash, Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Director, and Mei Liangxin.

"They—they should be back soon. It seems they're preparing for the final battle. We'll see the final result. The opponent is very strong, the legendary King Arthur. But I have more faith in our little shield girl to withstand the pressure and win the final victory."

Dr. Roman's tone was inexplicably confident when he said this.

Mo Shuying nodded. He began to walk towards the door.

"I'm going to rest. Call me when they get back."

"Alright."

Mo Shuying left the Spiritron Conversion room and headed to his own room—a dormitory that Roman had arranged for him. It was well-equipped and quite decent.

Reaching the glass corridor, Mo Shuying was once again drawn to the snowy scenery outside. Just then, light footsteps approached, stopping beside Mo Shuying. Mo Shuying turned to look and saw a long-haired woman in somewhat unusual attire, possessing a beauty that was both artistic and intellectual. She was curiously observing Mo Shuying.

"What are you looking at?"

Mo Shuying asked.

The woman smiled and extended a fair hand.

"My name is Da Vinci, Leonardo da Vinci. I am Chaldea's third Heroic Spirit, currently in charge of minor logistical matters. It's a pleasure to meet you, the mysterious Master who summoned Merlin."

Evidently, Da Vinci knew some things about Mo Shuying; this encounter didn't seem so coincidental.

"Mo Shuying. It's a pleasure to meet you. Ah, regarding the gender of Heroic Spirits, I've given up complaining about it."

Mo Shuying turned to face Da Vinci and replied.

Da Vinci smiled.

"What? Am I not good-looking?"

"You are, but it's a bit too close to art. Beauty requires naturalness. Next time, you could try not wearing any makeup."

At this time, Da Vinci had a thin layer of makeup on her face. While it made her look more mature, it sacrificed a touch of natural beauty.

Da Vinci nodded thoughtfully.

"Mhm, I'll try not wearing makeup next time, hehe. You're quite good, I'm satisfied with your answer. Then let me ask you, what are you looking at? Are you lamenting that although the outside world has been reduced to fiery scorched earth, the snowy mountains here remain unaffected? Is Chaldea truly a geomantically blessed place~ blah blah blah~ something like that?"

Da Vinci blinked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Uh, I just purely like snow. I was thinking about going out to play, but then I felt like the current atmosphere and state of Chaldea aren't really suitable. It's tough."

Mo Shuying stroked his chin, lost in thought. Da Vinci hadn't expected Mo Shuying to be bothered by this and couldn't help but chuckle, genuinely amused.

"Hahaha~ You truly are an interesting person~ I appreciate you! A beautiful face is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million. If you want to go play, just go. No one will say anything to you."

Tears of laughter welled up in Da Vinci's eyes. Mo Shuying nodded at Da Vinci's words, then looked out the window.

"In that case, excuse my humble attempt!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shuying was already outside, spreading his arms to feel the wind and snow. A few seconds later, he dive-bombed directly into a thick pile of snow.

In the hallway, Da Vinci saw this and a smile played on her lips. Thinking What an interesting person, she turned and headed towards the Spiritron Conversion room. Mash and the others would be back soon.

Allen had just been assigned a task by Dr. Roman: to find Mo Shuying, who had returned an hour ago, and inform him that Mash and the others had resolved the Singularity and were preparing to return.

According to Da Vinci, Mo Shuying had gone out to play in the snow. Although he didn't know why Mo Shuying, at his age, still wanted to play in the snow, Allen, to complete his task, put on his clothes, opened the valve, and exited through the emergency exit to search for Mo Shuying.

Looking at the vast expanse of snow before him, Allen was bewildered. He couldn't see anything!

There was no other way; he could only shout.

"Saiban!! Ah, no, Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo!"

Allen, who almost called out the wrong name, shouted at the top of his lungs. Soon,

"What's the matter?"

Mo Shuying's voice came from behind a snowdrift. Allen's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over. Rounding the snowdrift, he saw Mo Shuying and the things Mo Shuying had built. His expression froze, then he asked,

"Mr. Mo, I'm very curious, what have you made here?"

Beside Mo Shuying was a five-meter-tall column made entirely of packed snow, with a spherical shape on each side at the base of the column.

Looking at this somewhat vulgar creation, Allen, being a young man, blushed slightly. To his surprise, Mo Shuying proudly patted the column and said,

"This, you see, this is called the Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon. How about it? The resemblance is pretty high, isn't it?"

Allen: "..."

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