"No, actually these are nothing. From the information I found, Emiya-kun was even busier in his first year, but it did not affect his studies at all. Helping those people is not the main reason why Emiya Shirou always sleeps in class."
"Tsk! Then tell me, what is it?"
Seeing Leo's clear analysis, Shinji Matou became even more unhappy. He was obviously Shirou Emiya's best friend, but now Leo was here to solve the problem.
Thinking of this, Shinji Matou's resentment deepened.
"Emiya-kun, I once heard you talking in your sleep by chance, and I heard something like 'Partner of Justice'."
"[Companions of Justice], what is that?"
At the moment Leo finished speaking, Shirou Emiya looked at Leo, his eyes full of confusion.
Chapter 669: The White-haired Boy in the Mirror
"My friend of justice, this sounds like something a kid would say while watching TV. Are you sure you heard it from Emiya?"
Hearing Leo's words, Matou Shinji's expression was full of disbelief.
This is totally inconsistent with their age and status as high school students today.
The partner of justice is too immature and childish, at least that's what Shinji Matou thinks.
"Perhaps Emiya-kun dreamed about things from his past?"
Leo seemed to know Shinji Matou's reaction. He immediately waved his hands helplessly and expressed his guess.
To be honest, this was also the possibility that came to his mind when he first heard Emiya Shirou muttering in his sleep.
Saying this, the three of them looked towards Emiya Shirou.
After all, no matter how they discuss among themselves, it is not as good as getting the correct answer directly from the original owner.
"But, maybe, I'm not sure."
Emiya Shirou looked at the three people who were in the middle of a discussion and suddenly looked at him, and quickly waved his hands and answered with a wry smile.
"Could you have heard it wrong?"
Seeing Shirou Emiya's reaction, Shinji Matou tilted his eyes and spoke to Leo beside him with a questioning tone.
"Maybe. Emiya-kun doesn't look like someone who stays up late every day. If it's not an external factor, then we can only look for internal factors—"
Listening to the conversation between Leo and Matou Shinji, Emiya Shirou's eyes gradually lost focus.
Everything in front of me became blurry again.
His head began to shake and continued to sink forward, and his consciousness began to dissipate at this moment.
“Emiya——!”
“Emiya——!”
The shout came from beside Emiya Shirou.
While Leo was discussing with Matou Shinji, Kishinami Hakuno quickly reached out his hand and placed it under Emiya Shirou's head, preventing his head from making close contact with the table in the blink of an eye.
"I--"
Hearing the shouting, Emiya Shirou, who was about to fall asleep, immediately woke up.
"Emiya-kun, how about we ask for leave from school for you these days so that you can go to the hospital and have a look—"
Seeing that Shirou Emiya was about to fall asleep in this situation, Leo reminded him with some concern.
Because this is no longer just sleepiness, it may be a disease, or at least a disease that they cannot guess.
After all, Shinji Matou and Leo are only high school students now, and they have not been exposed to much professional knowledge, so they cannot simply make a judgment on Shirou Emiya's current physical condition.
"I, I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face first."
Shirou Emiya covered his head, walked out of the classroom with steps that had become heavy without him noticing, came to the corridor, and headed towards the bathroom.
"What happened to me recently?"
Looking at the students coming and going, Emiya Shirou's steps became heavier. He didn't know what was happening to him.
Partner of justice.
What does it actually represent?
Is this really what I said? Is this what I said in my dream?
And why, I have no idea at all.
My past, why can't I remember my past?
Shirou Emiya felt that his head was like paste at this moment. Countless doubts were mixed in his mind and he couldn't answer them.
He felt fake, like a walking corpse, but he could also feel the reality of this world, whether it was his good friends or everything he experienced in this academy.
Covering his dizzy head, he pushed open the bathroom door and came to the sink.
"Shua————!"
Turn on the faucet, and the water flows into the sink like a waterfall, with waves everywhere.
Emiya Shirou also temporarily put aside all the doubts in his heart, stretched out his hands, and splashed the water on his face again and again.
The cool liquid continued to hit Shirou Emiya's face.
Amid the fierce splashing of water, Emiya Shirou could feel the intense stinging pain on his face. He did not stop what he was doing until he felt that he was no longer as sleepy as before.
"Maybe I really need to go to the hospital."
Muttering this, Emiya Shirou pulled out a piece of paper beside him and wiped his face which was already covered with liquid.
"Crack——!"
A sound like something breaking was heard in front of Emiya Shirou.
He quickly wiped his face and looked forward.
The pupils suddenly shrank at this moment.
In the mirror of the sink, there stood a young man.
A boy who is almost identical to Emiya Shirou at this moment, but with great differences.
He had pale hair that was almost lifeless.
He had a face as shattered as a bottle of broken ceramic.
He has deep eyes that show he has experienced unforgettable disasters.
At this moment, a pain that could not be expressed in words instantly permeated Emiya Shirou's whole body.
It felt like his whole body was being torn apart, like his soul was being shattered into pieces, and death turned into darkness, instantly enveloping Shirou Emiya.
Shirou Emiya felt that even breathing was a luxury at this moment. The severe pain and the threat of death made him unable to even scream.
There was only endless fear in his eyes.
However, this pain, like a greeting, only lasted for a moment, not even a second.
The next moment, Emiya Shirou retreated backward in fear, his legs immediately went limp, and in such extreme panic, he hit the wall behind him heavily.
"ha--!"
"ha--!"
"ha--!"
Heavy breaths kept coming out of Emiya Shirou's mouth. The feeling of death was so real that he could feel that he would die in the next moment.
He struggled to support himself with his hands and slowly stood up.
In the mirror in front of him, the figure with white hair had disappeared.
It was like an ordinary mirror, reflecting Shirou Emiya's current appearance.
Deep red hair full of life.
A young face that has never experienced a disaster.
Eyes that tremble in panic about everything.
This is not an illusion!
Emiya Shirou confirmed what had just happened.
It wasn't just because of intuition, but because at this moment he could feel the remnants of the intense pain in his body.
"What on earth is this!?"
Shirou Emiya gritted his teeth, enduring the lingering pain from all parts of his body, and looked at the mirror again with extreme fear.
But he did not retreat at all, but walked towards the extremely strange mirror step by step.
No ordinary person will ever encounter such a situation again and touch something that almost put him or her in a life-or-death situation.
But Emiya Shirou didn't know where he got the courage from.
Perhaps driven by instinct, or perhaps a desire to know what was happening to him, Emiya Shirou continued to move towards the mirror.
At this moment, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.
Chapter 670: Seemingly Calm Campus Life
"Emiya, you're here. I went to your class to look for you just now, and Shinji said you went to the bathroom, so I came here."
Hearing that extremely familiar voice, Emiya Shirou, who was about to touch the mirror in front of him with his hand, suddenly his outstretched hand froze in the air, and he looked slightly sideways in the direction of the voice.
I saw a man wearing standard brown school uniform, short purple hair, and round-framed glasses standing at the door, staring at me with sharp eyes.
"Yicheng? What do you want from me?"
Shirou Emiya took another look at the mirror in front of him, which showed nothing unusual, then put down his outstretched hand and spoke to the man with the gentle and elegant temperament of a scholar.
Ryudo Kazunari is the student council president of this academy, and he is responsible for many school affairs.
Of course, Shirou Emiya also played a big role in this.
Although he is not a member of the student union, in the eyes of everyone in the academy, Shirou Emiya has long been a member of the student union.
At least, many things in the school were completed with the help of Shirou Emiya, and he and Issei Ryudo also contributed a lot to this academy.
"It's nothing serious. If it's convenient for you, Emiya, please come to the student council after school."
Yanagido Kazunari also nodded immediately. Although the hygiene in the school was extremely clean and there was no smell even in the toilet, it did not mean that this was a good place to have a conversation.
What's more, some things can only be better explained in the student union.
"I see--!"
Emiya Shirou also nodded, and after seeing Yanagi Issei leave, he slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on the mirror.
His eyes were filled with nervousness and he swallowed deeply.
However, as he touched the mirror, time passed by minute by minute. It was like a very normal mirror. There was nothing special about it either in terms of touch or vision.
"Sure enough, is it my own problem?"
Shirou Emiya slowly retracted his hand, his brows tightly furrowed, and his mind was constantly recalling what had happened before.
Time passed quickly, especially when Emiya Shirou was asleep most of the time.
Several classes passed in the blink of an eye.
Before Emiya Shirou could do anything, it was already dusk.
"I'm going to the Kyudo Club first. You should have a good rest today. I will ask for leave from the Kyudo Club for you. Remember to go to the hospital tomorrow to see what your current condition is."
Shinji Matou looked at Shirou Emiya who raised his head drowsily from the table, sighed slightly, patted his shoulder, and then walked towards the door.
"Thanks--!"
Shirou Emiya gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, and pretended that nothing was wrong as he thanked Shinji Matou.
"Humph! I don't need your thanks. Don't let my rapidly improving Kyudo skills beat you to a pulp!"
Shinji Matou, who was standing at the door, made a very disdainful sound in response to Shirou Emiya's thanks, and then left quickly.
"How on earth did I fall asleep when I was in so much pain?"
