Chapter 1150：

At this moment, Skaha stopped.

Shi Lang was held by Skaha's hand. He turned his head, looked at Skaha, and asked strangely: "What's the matter, Master?"

Skaha squatted down, his burgundy bright eyes looked at Shi Lang's eyes, and asked, "Shi Lang, are you on your mind?"

"Huh?"

Is it noticed? It really is Skaha. Shi Lang smiled and said, "No."

"Really." Skaha stretched out his palm, scraped Shiro's nose gently, and said with a smile: "If you have any concerns, you can tell Master. Master is a very reliable adult."

"Of course, after all, the master has lived a lot..."

Shirou's voice came to an abrupt end, because even though Skaha in front of him was smiling, he exuded a murderous...particularly strong murderous aura. Shi Lang always felt that if he had said the word "for a long time", he would be killed by Skaha now, and his ashes would be raised.

After carefully considering that Skaha’s fists are indeed bigger than him, Shiro swallowed the word "jiu" back, and then smiled: "Master is a young and intellectual beautiful girl who knows a lot. If I am troubled, he must be I will find a master."

"Yeah." Skaha nodded, showing a gentle smile.

Skaha sent Shiro home.

Mrs. Fujimaru opened the door, and Sakura was doing homework at home.

"Oh. It's Mr. Skaha, I'm really sorry, my child wants you to send it back personally." Mrs. Fujimaru said with a smile.

"It's okay, madam. Shirou is a good boy, and I am tutoring him."

"I really trouble you."

After a short greeting, Skaha waved to Shirou, smiled and said, "See you tomorrow, Shirou."

"See you tomorrow, Master." Shi Lang nodded and agreed.

Skaha left, and Mrs. Fujimaru closed the door while boasting about Skaha's goodness.

Shirou looked at Mrs. Fujimaru's familiar face, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. He can only tell himself in his heart that this is just a dream.

Just a...

Dreamland.

It is strange to say that his time with Mrs. Fujimaru and Mr. Fujimaru has not been long, but there is no gap between Mrs. Fujimaru and Mr. Fujimaru. Instead, he treats each other sincerely. It is not easy to describe what kind of mentality it is. Let this reason be attributed to the body's sake.

"Brother."

Kozakura came back one step ahead of Shiro, and was writing homework at the desk in the hallway. She looked at Shi Lang and yelled sweetly.

Shiro nodded and agreed, and found that Sakura was doing math homework, and there were a few questions that he couldn't understand, Shiro offered guidance.

Kozakura smiled sweetly and said, "Brother is awesome, I haven't thought about this question for a long time."

"It's nothing." Shi Lang smiled.

At this time, Mrs. Fujimaru asked, "Shirou, what do you plan to have for your birthday?"

Birthday...

Shiro was taken aback.

He remembered that April 15th was the birthday of his body. It's just that he hasn't celebrated his birthday since he crossed.

Of course, he doesn't care about this either.

However, his family cares very much.

"April 15th is my birthday, Sakura also prepared a great gift for my brother!" Sakura said with a sweet smile.

"So...then I will look forward to it slowly, full of curiosity." Shirou reached out his hand and touched Sakura's little head.

In reality, Sakura said so too, but before April 15th, on the day of April 10th, he traveled through [Root Cause] and went to Britain.

Even before dinner, Shi Lang returned to his small room.

Strange familiarity is the feeling of nostalgia.

Sitting at the table, Shi Lang saw the little black pocket book again.

Shirou opened it and looked at it. The previous one was about the strategic policy of the Fourth Holy Grail War, and the next one was the recent trivial things, and the recorded text contained Chinese characters.

Seeing these trivial daily things, Shi Lang smiled, really wanting to experience such a growth environment.

However, it doesn't work.

Just--,

"This word..."

Shi Lang frowned, stretched out his hand and picked up a signature pen from the side, contrasted those words in this black pocket notebook, and wrote a few lines of words.

Exactly the same...

His frowning brows gradually loosened, Shirou laughed, "As expected, it was written by me, it's so beautiful."

Although there is a halo of narcissism, Shirou's writing is in italics, with a straight look, almost the same as his personality.

"By the way, this dream is set on April 5, 1994, so Zhu Yue should have entered my body. Okay, let me kill her first!" Shi Lang gritted his teeth for a while.

He remembers clearly that before he crossed the [Root Cause], he was possessed by Zhu Yue's fragments, and this was the source of all sorrow.

Therefore, even if it was illusory, Shi Lang wanted to take the lead and destroy Zhu Yue.

Just...

"No?"

Shiro was taken aback.

He searched carefully several times, but still found nothing.

So far, Shirou has discovered the difference between this dream and reality, that is--

He was not possessed by Zhu Yue's fragments!

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