Type-Moon Assassination Fist 167
by TINY FAN FICTIONType-Moon Assassination Fist 167
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 167 Looking for Someone
It’s not enough; if I want to fulfill my wish, this level of power is still far from sufficient.
Emerging from the Assassination BookSpace, Kuzuki fell into deep thought.
The only means he currently possesses to rapidly increase his strength and help him achieve his wish is the Assassination Book… [Dark Flower (Secret Mission)].
[Dark Flower (Secret Mission)] connects to an infinite The World, and an infinite The World means infinite possibilities, allowing for nearly limitless enhancement of power.
However, the difficulty of [Dark Flower (Secret Mission)] is increasing, and in the last The World, Kuzuki struggled to kill the Target with great effort; it’s hard to say what kind of Monster he will encounter in the next [Dark Flower (Secret Mission)] The World.
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Sounds of cooking came from the kitchen, where Medea (Caster) was busy at the stove in an apron, and one could faintly hear her humming an incomprehensible tune, looking quite cheerful.
After Kuzuki got up and washed up, he did some simple exercises outside, and when he returned, Medea (Caster) had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast, sitting sideways at the table, resting her chin on her hand in a daze.
Although Medea (Caster) seems to enjoy cooking, her culinary skills are slightly inferior to Kuzuki’s, so he had been the one cooking before.
“You seem to be in a good mood; did something good happen?”
Kuzuki’s voice startled the dazed Medea (Caster), and she looked at him with her hands on her face: “Is it that obvious?”
“Well, it’s not bad.”
“I had a dream; although I can’t remember the details, it felt like a good dream.”
[Did Medea (Caster) also dream? From her tone, it seems she doesn’t remember the content of the dream; could it be due to the interference of the Assassination Book…]
Since Kuzuki dreamt of Medea (Caster), it’s likely that she also saw his past, but she claims not to remember it clearly, probably because the Assassination Book interfered with her memory.
Not wanting to dwell on this, Kuzuki focused on the food in front of him.
Chicken soup with potatoes, beef stew, and a yogurt fruit salad, along with a cup of freshly ground coffee.
Although it was a bit strange, the taste was quite good, and Kuzuki quickly finished it all.
After finishing dinner, Kuzuki took a sip of coffee and said, “I’m going to school, and before I find Matou Zouken, you should stay at Ryūdō Temple.”
Matou Zouken had summoned True Assassin using Sasaki Kojirou (Assassin) as a sacrifice, and this summoned Assassin might not be the original “Jubaku”.
Medea (Caster), with her weak defense, would be in danger of being assassinated if she left the Ryūdō Temple, as the Assassin possessed the ability to hide its presence, making it undetectable even with Kuzuki’s Energy Channel Scanning, let alone Medea’s own abilities.
So, the situation had reversed, and now it was the Servant who needed protection, while the Master took the initiative to act outside.
“I understand,” Medea (Caster) said, handing Kuzuki a wristguard-like device. “This is a Communication Device that allows you to control the Servants I created and receive warnings in case of an emergency. When a Servant approaches, the wristguard will heat up.”
There were possibly 3 hostile Servants: Berserker, Saber, and Assassin.
Although Kuzuki couldn’t sense Assassin’s presence, the device could detect the other 2 Servants.
Kuzuki took the wristguard and put it on.
After finishing dinner, Kuzuki prepared to leave.
As he was about to leave, Medea (Caster) approached him, gently adjusting his tie like a caring wife.
“I’m leaving,” Kuzuki said.
Kuzuki picked up his briefcase and left Ryūdō Temple.
When he arrived at school, Fujimura Taiga was unusually late.
Perhaps it was related to Emiya, as he and Tohsaka might not attend school anymore after discovering Kuzuki’s true identity, which could be why Fujimura Taiga was late.
Before classes began, the principal held a staff meeting, announcing that school would be suspended for a period.
Due to the recent frequent unexplained unconscious events in Shin’yama Town, the school had decided to suspend classes to ensure the students’ safety.
After the meeting, Kuzuki visited each class, but indeed, he didn’t see Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin’s figures.
With Emiya’s disappearance, along with Matou Shinji’s absence, Ryuudou Issei felt somewhat uneasy, as he had heard rumors of people becoming unconscious through other channels, making him worry that Emiya Shirou might have encountered a similar incident, considering Emiya Shirou’s stubbornness, who would still persevere and attend classes even with a 39-degree fever, it was hard to imagine him skipping school.
Ryuudou Issei took the initiative to find Kuzuki, preparing to ask for leave to visit Emiya.
“Teacher Kuzuki, Emiya is a diligent person, he wouldn’t skip class without reason, I’m worried he might have encountered trouble, so I want to ask for leave to visit him.”
“The school will be closed this afternoon, you don’t need to ask for leave.”
Ryuudou Issei clasped his hands together, begging: “I still can’t help but feel worried about Emiya, I’d like to visit him at noon.”
“Alright, I’ll explain the situation to Teacher Fujimura.”
“Thank you, Teacher Kuzuki.”
Ryuudou Issei hastily left the faculty office, and as he turned to leave, Kuzuki suddenly raised his hand, which was wearing a gauntlet, and aimed it at Ryuudou Issei’s back.
A distorted black shadow burst out from the gauntlet, crawling along the ground and attaching itself to Ryuudou Issei’s back, transforming into a black stripe on his clothes.
Ryuudou Issei only felt a sudden weight on his back, but didn’t think much of it and left.
Kuzuki had placed a Servant on Ryuudou Issei, but it was just a casual act, without expecting to directly find Emiya Shirou, after all, his opponent wasn’t foolish, as a teacher, Kuzuki could easily look up the student’s address, and Emiya Shirou wouldn’t still be at his residence.
The Tohsaka Residence was likely empty as well.
During lunch break, Kuzuki found his target in a corner of the school… Matou Sakura.
Matou Sakura was sitting dejectedly in a corner behind the teaching building, hiding in the shadows where the sunlight couldn’t reach, Kuzuki remembered her life force, and quickly found her among the thousands of life forces.
The tall figure of Kuzuki appeared before Matou Sakura, looking down at her with an air of superiority as she sat with her legs tucked under her, leaning against the wall.
“T-Teacher Kuzuki, is there something you need?” Sakura’s voice trembled slightly, like a fragile, delicate bell.
“I’m looking for Matou Zouken.”
“G-Grandfather?”
“Do you know where Matou Zouken is?”
Sakura’s eyes widened in surprise, and she asked, “T-Teacher, why are you looking for Grandfather? I just want to say…”
It’s best if you don’t meet with Grandfather.
Sakura wanted to warn Kuzuki, but under his gaze, she involuntarily changed her words: “Grandfather rarely appears, and I don’t know where he’s gone.”
Not just Grandfather, but even Matou Shinji has disappeared, and Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin, the two most important individuals in her life, were also missing… If Fujimura Taiga hadn’t comforted her that Emiya Shirou would return, she would have collapsed.
Even now, she was still worried about her sister’s safety, her heart filled with a sense of foreboding, like a dark, ominous cloud looming over her.
Kuzuki didn’t expect to get an answer from Sakura, but he looked at her and suddenly reached out to place his hand on her right shoulder.
Sakura was startled and leaned back, but with the wall behind her, she had nowhere to retreat, like a cornered, helpless animal.
“K-Kuzuki… Teacher?” Due to her trust in him, Sakura didn’t shake off Kuzuki’s hand, her voice barely above a whisper.
Three seconds passed, and Kuzuki released his hand from her shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed in concern, like a master scrutinizing his craft.
Although Matou Sakura’s physical condition was poor, Kuzuki didn’t sense any other life force or intuition from her, meaning Matou Zouken hadn’t hidden his main body within Sakura, a fact that brought a mix of relief and trepidation.
“Go to Ryūdō Temple and find a certain individual, my fiancée; she’ll help you with your physical problems,” Kuzuki said, his words laced with an air of confidence, like a hero’s promise.
Medea (Caster) had attacked Matou Sakura earlier, but only severed her connection to the Holy Grail System without making an appearance or doing anything else, leaving behind a trail of mystery and intrigue, like a whispered secret in the darkness.
Moreover, Matou Sakura had already transferred the control of Rider to Matou Shinji, so waking from her Unconscious state and discovering the disappearance of the Command Spell mark on her body, she actually felt a sense of relief, rejoicing at the prospect of escaping the Holy Grail War and avoiding a battle with Emiya Shirou.
Furthermore, with the Command Spell mark vanished, the burden that had long plagued her was significantly lightened, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from her heart, leaving her no longer oppressed and anxious.
Aside from the Pain inflicted by the Magic Crest worms that continued to erode her Body, her situation had improved considerably.
Matou Sakura’s Body trembled, her head bowed, her expression obscured.
“Does Teacher Kuzuki also know about my condition? Is he a Magus too?”
No voice answered.
Sakura waited for a moment, unable to contain herself, and looked up, but there was nothing in front of her.
Kuzuki, just like when he arrived, had silently Left once more!
On the shopping street, Kuzuki walked along the path.
With no classes in the afternoon, Kuzuki had left the Academy early, heading towards the Fuyuki Church.
The previous night before sleeping, Medea (Caster) suddenly remembered that Bazett was not present.
It was already late, and considering Bazett was not a child, she decided not to search for her.
However, after a night had passed, Bazett still hadn’t returned, so she now set out to look for her.
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