Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice

Chapter 94

Even though Shirou didn't get any information from the Executors, there was no need to be concerned. Their enemies were merely Dead Apostles, after all.

And among the Dead Apostles, the one that posed the biggest threat to Shirou was probably Primate Murder. But there was no need to worry. According to a rule in the Nasuverse, "Tsukihime" can exist without "Fate" and vice versa.

In the world of "Fate", the dead are all weakened, and the entity known as Primate Murder was believed to still be held by Merlin in the form of Fou.

So, even if any Dead Apostles were to come to Fuyuki City, there was no need to worry.

Shirou had come this far, and he was now the second-tallest person in the city. He was confident in his abilities to handle any situation that may arise. But it was better to handle any potential problems in the dark, as the city had already endured so much chaos and destruction, and couldn't withstand anymore.

When he returned home, his mother instinctively asked about the tutoring session at the teacher's house. Shirou simply nodded and said that it went well.

After washing his face in the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror. The first thing you would notice was his eyes which seemed to be ablaze, and then other features, such as his black, unkempt hair that brushed against his cheek, and a gentle expression that radiated a strange warmth that blended youth and maturity. Despite his young age, he gave off the aura of an experienced veteran.

Ever since he accepted All the World's Evil, Shirou's hair turned jet black, a reflection of the evil he had embraced. At first, his parents were uneasy with the change, but they soon came to accept it, knowing that dyeing Shirou's hair would not be good for his health.

At dinnertime, Mr. Fujimaru, who rarely stayed late at work, would always come home on time. During dinner, he turned to Shirou and said, "I have a project I need to rush this weekend, Shirou. I won't be able to make it to your school's sports day. Make sure you work hard on the pole vault."

"I know," Shirou nodded. He was not like other children, he didn't need someone to attend his school sports festival.

"By the way," Mr. Fujimaru continued, "your birthday is coming up next Friday. Is there anything special you would like as a present? I'll buy you anything within reason."

"I don't need anything, Dad," Shirou replied with a warm smile. "As long as you're healthy and work is going well, that's all the gift I could ever ask for."

Mr. Fujimaru looked into his son's bright eyes and felt a sudden rush of emotion, he said, "You truly are a good child."

"What about me?" Mrs. Fujimaru Chiyo pointed to herself, with a look that indicated she was ready to pounce if she wasn't satisfied.

"As long as Mom doesn't make me watch any sappy dramas, that'll be the best birthday gift for me," Shirou said.

Mrs. Fujimaru pouted and she playfully hit Shirou on the head.

"Ow! Don't hit my head, it'll make me dumb," Shirou complained.

But then, Shirou's tone shifted and his gaze landed on Sakura, who was sitting at the table feeling a bit out of place. He smiled gently and said, "I'm looking forward to the birthday surprise from Sakura, though."

"Eh?" Sakura blushed and stammered after a moment, "I... I haven't prepared anything yet."

Everyone at the table erupted in laughter.

The atmosphere was filled with cheer.

That night, Shirou sat at his desk and began to make a list of his life plan.