Sleeping in Saber's arms must be the most beautiful dream.()()()

But I am still recalling the soft touch in my dream.

——What a taste of nostalgia.

The only time I have come into contact with, Saber's warmth.

In the lonely house in the dusk, I hug my beloved girl tightly, eagerly, expectantly, sadly.

Lips overlap and touch gently.

A clumsy kiss that confirms each other's feelings.

"Shirou is so despicable. He breaks into my dreams and understands my past."

Refusing words, irresistible bodies.

but.

——What can I do if I fall in love with you?

——I don’t want anything more than saber.

When did this fact start to be confirmed?

Yes, I remembered it.

She told me this way, a fool who doesn't even know the importance of his own life.

Even those who can't even consider it themselves are really self-esteem.

This kind of self-intoxication behavior can only be a blessing like a castle in the air in the other person's eyes.

The most important thing is always yourself.

Only those who think like this can be without fear of losing their way, gain happiness, and give happiness to others.

——I am indeed a fool who doesn’t even think about his own life.

——What is the most important thing to get wrong.

From that day on, that seat was quietly vacant.

At some point, this empty seat was firmly occupied by the person I wanted to save from the bottom of my heart.

——Even if I cherish my own life the most, it will not change. Saber must be more beautiful than these. Things that can replace you will not exist in my heart.

——At this time, I finally discovered it.

I don't sympathize with her.

A girl who appears in a dream.

No matter how much regret and sigh, I was fascinated by the battles and dying alone.

So, so beautiful.

After holding the long sword, I never looked back. The life of galloping across the country was really dazzling and intoxicating.

So I have to protect it.

Let you, who have been lonely for the rest of your life, not be bound by this darkness in the end.

So he made up his mind to raise his sword for the girl and was willing to sacrifice for it. ()

Until that moment comes.

In the dazzling golden glow of dawn, the wind blew across the mountain top to caress the girl's blonde hair.

Saber's body shaking.

A figure that turned his head.

She looked straight at me and said in a voice without regret.

——Sirou, I love you.

Thank you, the girl accompanied me through time.

I hope I won’t forget it, I hope I won’t fade, and I’ll look at the red earth in the distance with such a strong wish.

One day my memory will fade and I forget the voice and appearance of that guy.

However, I will always remember to fall in love with a girl named Saber and keep this relationship in my heart.

No matter how many times you wave the sword or how many things you experience, fill the blank in your heart with your dreams.

Have love, hatred, wife, and children.

For the sake of the dream of justice, it is not enough not to give up many feelings.

It's not OK to pay the price.

Pain, regret, walk all the way to the end of your dream.

I thought I could satisfy myself, but I was soothing my heart.

It should have been noticed long ago.

——Shirou is very similar to me, so I can understand what your mistake is.

I remembered the words left by the girl who disappeared in the dawn.

Each other's dreams are too grand and out of reach, and the mistakes they make are very similar.

When accusing the other party, he had long understood his mistakes, but was unwilling to face them.

——I failed to save saber.

I once let go and let Saber fulfill his mission, but I still want to do more in my heart.

As long as you are in front of Saber, this regret will arise.

Even if the soul is filled with dreams, that trace of regret will expand into a blank space of despair.

Hypocritically thought that saving lives was justice.

Even the one you love the most could not be saved.

——I did not save anyone after all. ()

Want to come back.

Finally, I remembered the thoughts I had been suppressing.

Want to see saber.

Finally, I understood another desire in my heart.

So, I want to come back. ()

Open your eyes and look for the only light in this world.

Walk into the burning streets and through the dead standing silent crowd.

Breathe dusty air and step across the scorching red ground.

Walking under the black sun, the dark tide sweeping the world fearlessly.

Until, I saw the green light.

And the children lying on the ground under the green light.

When I walked to the child, the child did not see me, and there was only despair in his empty eyes.

——The next moment, I’ll die.

——I'm ready.

What is the reason? The child raised his hand, trembling weakly, and raised it high as he could, as if he wanted to touch the sky.

Between his fingers, the position of the green light.

The hand raised with the last hope of life will eventually fall. The existence called death greedily wants to erase the child's last hope in this world.

I couldn't help but stretch out my hand, trying to leave that life, but I touched the other hand.

With the green light as the focus, three different hands touched together.

The white hand belongs to life.

The black hand belongs to death.

Slim hands belong to children.

I looked up and saw the man just by surprise.

Only the black man was left, standing in front of me like a human, stretching out the same hand.

Uncle, I laughed and smiled with a self-deprecating voice.

"Hmph, heh, heh..."

"So that's how it is. So you can use your memory to confuse me. You and I are both the same, right?!!"
To be continued...