I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"Nothing." Shi Lang shook his head and said with a smile.

At this moment, a blond little girl walked in here. She looked around, and when her eyes finally fell on Shilang, she suddenly brightened, ran over and shouted sweetly: "Dad!"

Shilang was agitated, turned his head and looked at the girl, his eyes trembled, and he whispered, "Mordred..."

Yes, this girl is Mordred.

However, this girl is younger than the real Mordred, about six years old.

"Dad!"

The girl flew to Shilang's side, and her two small hands grabbed the index finger and little finger of Shilang's right palm, shook and shook, and said with a smile: "I guess I knew that my father was talking about a book with Aunt Elquet... …Yeah! Let’s not talk about it, Mom tells you to go back for dinner, Dad."

Mom...?

Shi Lang's eyes showed a moment of loss, and then he hesitated for a moment, stretched his hand around the girl's waist, and hugged her in his arms.

Shi Lang turned his head, looked at El Quette, and said, "Then, let's say goodbye first, El Quette."

"Don't." Elquet smiled: "Let's go together. Today, I happen to go to your house to eat a meal."

"Shy, shame, Aunt Elquet, eat again! Shame and shame!" Mordred teased.

Elquette pursed his mouth, then took up his pen and wrote something in the notebook.

"What are you writing, Alquette?" Shirou asked.

Elquette pursed his mouth and said, "I want to write Mordred as the villain too! Hmm! It's decided, it's called Thunder Cocky. How dare you make fun of me and grab your lollipop to eat the little devil in the future!"

Shiro: "..."

What else can he say?

Well, I can't say anything, because this is El Quette.

Shirou hugged Mordred and walked out of the library with Alquette.

The streets of Fuyuki City are the style from the first memory, the style reflected in my mind when I was six years old.

There was no destruction of Fu Hailin, and no cleansing of the Fourth Holy Grail War...

Therefore, there is no ridiculous Altman Seven Sculpture.

The wind is relaxed, as if there is no trace of pressure on his shoulders.

Such a relaxed feeling...

That's great.

Really...

"It's so real, it reflects the world in my heart."

Shirou's inner emotions were complicated, and he felt uncomfortable inexplicably, and his tear ducts were surging.

"What's the matter, Dad?" Mordred looked at Shirou with his big eyes, with concern shining in them.

"Nothing." Shi Lang said with a smile.

Passing the underground station, just a subway roared past, making a deafening noise.

Shi Lang turned his head subconsciously and saw that the empty subway station was empty, except for a display board showing the schedule.

Sort from top to bottom, morning to night. And the latest one is at 11 o'clock tonight.

Mordley had to reach out and turn Shirou's head around, and said with a smile: "Dad, Dad, you said you can't walk around and look around."

"Um...I know." Shi Lang responded with a smile.

Shirou hugged Mordred and walked home with Alquette.

That house was not the big house that I moved in in 2003, but a small and cozy home that Mrs. Fujimaru and Mr. Fujimaru spent a lot of effort in 1993 in Xindu.

Shi Lang pushed open the door.

There is a woman in there who is busy.

On her graceful body, surrounded by a white apron, a pair of holy cyan eyes looked towards the door, looking at Shirou, a warm smile appeared on her pretty handsome face, and said, "You are back, Shirou."

"Al..."

Shi Lang put down Mordred in his arms, looked at the woman in the white apron, and asked, "Don't you call me'king'?"

Mordred called "Mom" and rushed towards Al Fei.

Al was hit by her and took a step back, then reached out and wiped her palms with her apron, gently rubbed her cheeks, then raised her head, looked at Shi Lang with a strange expression, and asked, "Shi Lang, what are you talking about? What nonsense? Why should I call you "king"? Didn't we start with friends?"

She showed a soft, gentle smile, but there was still a serious look in those holy blue eyes.

"Ah... yes. I'm just joking with you." Shi Lang smiled.

At this time, Fujimaru Tateika, who was lying in front of the TV playing a video game, popped her head and watched Shiro yell, "Brother, you are back."

Shi Lang was not surprised, but smiled and nodded at her.

Kozakura brought a dish from the kitchen, looked at Shirou tenderly, and said, "Since I'm back, brother, you should wash your hands first."

"I know." Shi Lang walked to the bathroom.

Fujimaru Tatsuka looked at Elquet, and said provocatively, "Alquette, how about a handful? This time, I will let you do it!"

"Damn it! You dare to look down on me so much, I must let you know how good I am!" Alquette gritted his teeth and walked towards Fujimaru Tatsuka.

Shilang entered the bathroom without washing his hands, but washed his face for the first time.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his eyelids drooped slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Even he didn't know it himself.

Just...

Yes, maybe this is the Paradise of Bliss...?

Shirou's hands clenched tightly.

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