In the hotel room with the lights turned off, the silver moonlight was diluted by the gauze curtains and could only provide a very weak brightness. Water droplets occasionally dripped from the bathroom faucet, causing ripples in his ears.
Wu Ke was a little worried, thinking about how to find the whereabouts of the two bad guys tomorrow. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the bed next to him. The sheet covering him was quickly opened at a corner, and then a Her soft little body, which was warm and had just taken a shower, snuggled into her side.
"Sakura?" Wu pulled up the sheets, and in the dim light, he looked at the little girl who got into his bed.
"I'm sleeping alone on the big bed, and I'm a little scared. I want to sleep with my brother, okay?" Sakura, who had already put on the white pajama dress she bought today, said in a soft voice, just like when she was a child, she was always afraid of the dark when sleeping at night. , his sister must squeeze into the bed to sleep with him.
"Of course." Wu Ke didn't think there was any problem and gave up the seat next to him: "But you don't seem to have brought a pillow?"
"I want to rest on my brother's arm." Sakura lay down.
Wu Kegang wanted to refuse because his arm would be numb, but he realized that he had grown up. Not to mention a child like Xiao Ying sleeping on his arm, even if his grown-up sister slept on his arm all night. It will definitely not cause any blockage in his blood flow.
After thinking about it, Wu Ke still said: "Only once tonight. You still have to sleep on a pillow, otherwise your neck may be sore when you get up in the morning. My arms cannot replace the pillow."
"Thank you, Brother Wu Ke." Sakura's soft little head rubbed against his right arm, and Wu Ke smelled the scent of the hotel's shampoo, which was a light lavender scent.
It is also mixed with the girl's own smell, but it is not body odor, but another personal body odor that ordinary people can never smell. It is a bit like eggs mixed with light cream. The fragrance of milk is mixed with the fragrance of eggs. .
The girl fell asleep and the sheet was covered again, and this time it covered two people, one big and one small, right next to each other. Wu Ke continued to think about the problem just now, and Sakura put her ear against his right arm. , listening to the dull sound of rumbling inside.
After a while, she suddenly said: "Brother Wu Ke..."
"Huh?" Wu Ke turned his head.
"Please don't abandon Sakura, okay?" she said.
"I'm just going out to find the big bad guy tomorrow, and I'll be back in the evening." Wu Ke replied, patting her head.
"Father, mother, sister, they all don't want me anymore. In this world, apart from my brother, I have no one I can rely on..." The girl shrank in his arms.
"Don't worry, everything will get better. You will have classmates, friends, and your own family in the future. I will not be your only reliance. You will be able to rely on more people." .
Then, in the process of relying on others, you gradually become stronger and braver, and finally, just like me, you become a person who can be relied on by others..."
Wu Ke stopped thinking about the clueless way to pursue the bad guys, and instead comforted the somewhat confused girl next to him. He told the girl about the good things she might experience in the future.
This is not chicken soup, but he really thinks that as long as he loves life and works hard, the future will be better than the present. He instills these positive thoughts in Sakura.
And in this voice describing the beautiful future, Sakura gradually fell asleep, sleeping very soundly, with a peaceful look on her face.
. . . . .
In the underground library of Tohsaka's house, which was lit by candles, Tokiomi Tosaka sat in front of an old desk. The flickering light of the candle burning on the table illuminated his face, which was a bit gloomy. indefinite.
"Father Lizheng, how is the situation?" He spoke to the gramophone in front of him that was obviously from the last century. This was not an ordinary antique gramophone, but an encrypted telephone microphone that had been transformed by magic.
"At five o'clock in the afternoon, as the Holy Cathedral Church of Fuyuki City and the referee of the Holy Grail War, I have announced to other Masters the decision to temporarily suspend the Holy Grail War. We need to eliminate the unscrupulous Caster group first. However, other Masters None of them came in their true form, they all sent small animal familiars to the scene, and there is one missing one, I don’t know which master is not there!”
"But will they deal with Caster as we want?" asked Kotomine Kirei standing next to him.
"Yes, I will use the command spells that some masters have not used up in the past Holy Grail War as a reward. Other masters and heroic spirits will hunt down Caster for the huge magic power represented by the rewarded command spells."
"But, father, you don't know the importance of the Command Seal. If another Master really kills Caster, you must give the Command Seal to the other Master. Then the subsequent Holy Grail War will be detrimental to our side. Case."
"Kirei, regarding this, your father and I have discussed this, and we agree that no other heroic spirit is better at tracking and finding hidden targets than your Assassin."
"Even if there is an eventuality, other heroic spirits find Caster faster than Assassin. When a battle occurs, Assassin will definitely find him. At that time, Archer only needs to take action personally, and maybe in addition to Caster, he can also The discoverers will solve it together."
This was a priest who was blowing the whistle. If the Holy Church had not had its own position and could not change easily, he might have transferred the extra command spells he had to Tokiomi Tohsaka.
However, it is the same now. Through Caster's incident, the Command Seal can be transferred legitimately.
"When the time comes, I will have a few more command spells in my hand, so I won't have to worry too much about Archer being disobedient. As long as we follow the planned plan, with Archer's powerful power, the Holy Grail is destined to be ours."
Tokiomi Tosaka was very confident in this. He was a little dissatisfied with Gilgamesh's appearance at the scene today. Fortunately, Gilgamesh was very sensible and did not expose his strength in the end.
On the balcony on the second floor of Tohsaka's house, Gilgamesh was lying on a chair, shaking the red wine glass in his hand. The bright moon in the sky reflected in the red wine was gradually obscured by a dark cloud drifting from the sky. .
. . . . .
At the intersection of Fourth Street, Matou Zouken, who was returning from hunting at night, was blocked by a man.
"Isn't this Kariya? Great, you are finally back!"
"Don't say such disgusting things to me in front of him. You should know best that my relationship with him is not harmonious."
"Matō Kariya, is this the way you talk to your elder brother, or the way you talk to your grandfather?"
Matou Zangyan's hoarse voice was no longer concealed, it sounded from the body of young Matou Tsuruno.
The dark clouds drifted away, and on the gradually brightening street, two black-haired men with somewhat similar faces stood facing each other.
