#553Chapter 553 Shinji Matou: Whose butt is this?AI Model: gemini-2.5-flash
Chapter 553: Shinji Matou: Whose butt is this?
Kirei Kotomine's identity tags were incredibly complex, but among them, the one labeled "Middle-aged corporate slave's complaints about his work environment" was now on full display.
The clash of Divine-era Noble Phantasms, capable of shattering heaven and earth, was presented without reservation before the eyes of all the people of Fuyuki City.
Not once did he feel grief over the complete annihilation of his Kotomine Church scum; the overwhelming pressure of dealing with the aftermath already weighed on Kotomine like a colossal mountain.
Yes, Masters and Servants only needed to fight desperately, but as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, he had far too many things to consider.
If it were a normal Holy Grail War, it would typically take place at night, and Fuyuki City was just a small city, lacking the prosperity of a metropolis and with a relatively small permanent population. So, even if these people fought fiercely at night, as long as it could be covered up by a gas explosion during the day, most situations could be muddled through.
However, the current clash of Divine-era Noble Phantasms had directly turned the church's location into a massive crater, visible to all the city's residents.
How could it be concealed? How could it possibly be concealed? Should he go around individually extracting memories? Who could give him a wand and teach him how to use Legilimency?
...Then let's just not conceal it!
As the saying goes, a single thought can broaden the world. If you treat this matter as your responsibility, of course, you must act to fulfill that responsibility. But if you don't treat it as your responsibility, then the situation becomes entirely different.
The moment this thought emerged, the Mapo Priest, who had stopped his return, suddenly felt a significant lightness in his shoulders.
Kirei Kotomine, Gilgamesh's accomplice in pleasure, had already sensed Gilgamesh's demise through the false heart filled with black mud within his chest.
Shock, immense shock, but beyond the shock, he had to consider who could make Wang Dong serious, and who could forcefully kill Wang Dong even when he was serious.
This was no longer an ordinary existence; it was definitely not something his current self could touch!
Considering that the opponent most likely directly confronted the King of Heroes, he could not rule out the possibility that the opponent harbored hostility towards him.
Based on his understanding of the King of Heroes, Kirei Kotomine did not believe anyone could face such a serious King of Heroes without paying a certain price. Now should be a better opportunity for observation.
However, after careful consideration, Kirei Kotomine still felt that feigning his death using the crater created by the Divine-era Noble Phantasm and directly hiding was probably the optimal choice.
As for reconnaissance... he would just let the mad dog go.
The Mapo Priest's decisiveness and ability to act allowed him to immediately make the most appropriate judgment.
Resisting his curiosity about the target and the constantly surging pleasure in his heart, Mapo chose to go into hiding.
The reactions of other factions varied.
Rin Tohsaka paced back and forth on the rooftop, her beautiful black twin pigtails already a messy bird's nest, completely losing the elegance of the Tohsaka family.
Because from a accountability perspective, as the "land manager" of Fuyuki City's ley lines and magic side, her Tohsaka family was undeniably responsible for the large-scale destruction caused by the Servants' clash!
But the problem was, how to deal with it!?
This couldn't be covered up by a gas explosion! Could it be a meteor fall... "A meteor!? That's right! It's a meteor! Saying it's a meteor should be able to cover it up, right! Hahahahaha!!!!"
The super beautiful girl Rin Tohsaka had completely lost her mind, exuding a hint of a psychiatric patient's demeanor.
And the black-skinned, white-haired Archer had already swiftly gone to investigate.
Even more embarrassing than the beautiful girl who had lost her mind was Shinji Matou, curled up with his butt stuffed into the front basket of a women's shopping bicycle, speeding towards his home, his face distorted by the strong wind.
Rider's Riding A+ skill was fully applied to the bicycle, which Rider had temporarily named "Pegasus."
Then, he saw a large, battleship-class black Berserker rampaging, ignoring everything.
"Kill them all! Berserker!"
With an attitude almost equivalent to casually dealing with them, the older loli on the black Berserker's back giggled and directly issued a death declaration.
The next second, a terrifying object, more like a stone slab than a sword, swung with immense force towards the Pegasus carrying Shinji Matou.
Forget about getting hit in the face with this stone sword; even if he was just grazed by the wind pressure, Shinji Matou would instantly perish.
"Save me, save me, save me!!!"
Shinji Matou, his mind blank, almost instinctively called out for help to Rider, who was cycling behind him.
At the same time, the "Book of False Vassalship" he held, which contained 3 fake Command Spells made from a single real Command Spell and could only perform basic functions, emitted three consecutive flashes of light.
This meant that the book's effect had completely expired.
As for the fake Command Spells, Rider could actually resist Shinji Matou's commands, and even wished for that clown to die. However, to avoid upsetting her true Master, "Sakura Matou," she could only reluctantly pick up the clown, preparing for a powerful jump to evade the black Berserker's charge, and was also forced to abandon the Pegasus bicycle, with which she had only recently established a connection.
But what if, and I mean *if*.
What if I was simply inferior in skill, and a misstep, an accidental slip, caused him to lose some non-life-threatening parts... In a flash of lightning, Rider, who had already lifted Shinji Matou to a height where he could evade the stone sword's strike, imperceptibly lowered him a tiny bit.
Wind pressure is a terrifying thing; the wind pressure from a speeding train is enough to easily pull a person in, which is why at stations in our country, someone constantly monitors passengers to ensure they all stand behind the yellow line when trains are entering or leaving.
And it was this tiny bit of distance reduction that was just enough for Shinji Matou's lower body to be caught in the explosive wind pressure of the stone sword.
Shinji Matou suddenly felt a tremendous force tear at his lower body, and then he saw some strange things appear in his field of vision.
Huh? Whose butt is this?
The moment this thought popped into Shinji Matou's head, the intense pain that immediately followed from his lower body caused snot, tears, and blood to fly, and he instantly went into a state of shock from the agony.
"Ah... this is not good."
Looking at Shinji Matou's empty lower half, Rider, feeling no guilt, got a headache. She was wondering how to explain it to Sakura.
Meanwhile, on the other side, a blue figure had lightly landed near the church ruins.
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