"Evernight, is this your natural hair color?" Rin asked me on the way to her school.
Strangely enough, ordinary people ignored me, as if I didn't exist. But that's most likely due to this useless system!
Perhaps this world perceives me as a heroic spirit, but without any connection to the Throne of Heroes. I wonder if its creator, Alaiy, sensed me, and what she'll do?
In fact, I have no reason to fight her, just as she has no reason to. And I didn't want to, either, but if she tries to attack me first, I'll give her a fight that will be hard on her...
"Yes, this is my natural hair color." I said, running my hand through my hair.
I'm still having a hard time getting used to long hair; I don't even know how to take care of it, although apparently I don't need to. Even after two days, they remain smooth and clean.
"Incredible..." she said, continuing to look at my hair, as if she wanted to touch it.
I don't even understand why she's surprised? I mean, this is an anime world, where different characters can have different hair colors. In my past life, this couldn't have happened without dyeing my hair.
I mean, in anime, it's practically a cliche that Russians have white hair. I mean, yes, it's beautiful, but white hair isn't their natural hair color. There are clearly no white-haired people in Russia, unless they've intentionally dyed their hair.
"I wanted to ask a question, but I hesitated... Every heroic spirit has left their mark on history. But I'm never hearing about you, so who are you?" she asked me out of curiosity.
I thought for a moment and then answered.
"I'm The Nameless!" I replied.
She stared at me blankly, as if trying to remember if she'd heard the word before, but after a few seconds, she shook her head.
"Who is this? Is this the first time I've heard of it?" she asked.
"It's hard to explain. But think of me as some kind of explorer." I said.
She hesitated for a moment, but nodded, continuing to walk towards me.
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure if she should have lied about it. Then again, I'm The Nameless, as I explore different worlds, in different multiverses. That basically means I'm following the path of Trailblaze.
We soon reached school, where again, no one saw me, so I simply followed Rin as she walked down the hallway to her classroom.
"Watch where you're going, Shirou Emiya!" Rin said haughtily.
As she was about to turn the corner, a guy bumped into her and fell to the floor, and Rin simply stood over him, looking at him haughtily.
She's quite good at acting; if she were in a movie, she'd definitely win an Oscar.
"Sorry..." he muttered, getting up from the floor.
Rin, in pain, ignored him and simply walked past. I followed her and also walked past him, but this time I was seen, as his gaze followed me. I didn't like the way he was looking at my body at all, and the way he blushed disgusted me.
If he hadn't been a harmless teenager, I would have lost my temper and frozen him...
I also felt a terrible power within him, but most likely it was Avalon, with which he would summon one of my favorite girls, Artoria. The fangirl in me screams, wanting to see the famous and epic attack, Excalibur.
When she arrived at class, she took her seat, and I stood by the door, simply observing the proceedings. If things were different, I might have played a transfer student, just to enjoy school life. I like school life, as depicted in many anime. But maybe in the future…
Midway through class, I left the classroom and headed to the roof, feeling a power emanating from there.
Upon reaching the roof, I immediately saw Emiya, bleeding profusely, and next to him was… Archer? Well, probably Archer; he had white hair and slightly dark skin.
Behind him was a man I feel boundless disgust for, a man who should burn in hell, in the torments of hell.
Shinji Matou...
I'll definitely kill him. He doesn't deserve to live for everything he did to Sakura.
Archer was about to finish Emiya off, but suddenly a shield of ice, conjured by me, appeared in front of him.
He turned toward me and frowned, but I merely waved my hand.
He immediately jumped back, toward that trash.
"Archer, what happened? Are you scared of this girl?" the trash asked.
"Master, she's a Heroic Spirit like me..."
"So her master is nearby! Go kill her!" he said, looking at me. I saw lust dawn in his eyes.
"I've changed my mind. Catch her!" he shouted, but Archer didn't move.
"Why, are you still here?" the trash asked.
"I sense something strange about her. Her power…"
"Who cares! She's just a weak girl! Who's only capable of being my masturbator. If you won't do that, I'll use a command seal!" he exclaimed, raising his hand, and I noticed one seal on his hand disappear.
Then Archer started shooting at me, but the arrows never reached me, as they froze and fell to the ground.
I started walking towards them, causing the trash to turn pale.
"What are you doing?! Stop her, damn it!!" the trash screamed.
Archer remained silent, continuing to shoot at me, but not a single arrow got within five meters of me.
Archer tried to put some distance between us, but he couldn't, as I froze his feet, causing him to try to destroy the ice, but he failed.
In turn, I extended my hand, and a long, beautiful ice sword appeared in my hand.
I approached him rather quickly, and I certainly saw humility in his eyes.
"Archer, I don't hold a grudge against you, it's just that you have a shitty master," I said.
"I know," he replied.
"I hope next time your master is a worthy person," I added, and with one movement, I thrust the ice sword into his heart. It quickly vanished, and the seals on the scum's hands disappeared.
I started walking toward him, causing him to turn pale.
"Stop! Do you know who my family is!?" he shouted, but I didn't bother to answer him.
"I said stop!" he shouted again when I was already next to him, but I ignored him again, and with one movement of my hand, I severed his leg, blood gushing from it, but the light layer of ice on me prevented it from getting on me.
"AAAAAAAAAH!" he screamed.
"Don't... don't!" he begged.
"I wonder why I should spare you? How many times have you hurt Sakura when she asked you not to?!" I growled at him.
"I..." I didn't let him finish and hoisted my other leg under him.
"AAAAAAAH!"
"Consider this retribution, you bastard!" I barked, and cut off one of his arms, causing him to scream even louder.
It's strange he's still conscious... but it doesn't matter.
Next, I cut off another arm.
"F...k..." he started to mutter something through his screams, but I didn't care.
The next thing I cut off was the most important thing to a man: his penis. I wanted to shove it down his throat. But I didn't. Because I didn't want to touch that vile thing...
Honestly, I don't regret having a little sister instead of a younger brother; it's much better for me!
Having finally decided to finish him off, I approached him as he tried to crawl. His face was covered in tears and snot, which made me doubly disgusted. So I swung my sword straight at his head, finally ending his life.
Of course, I didn't leave anything behind, so all his body parts froze and disintegrated.
After finishing off the scum, I approached the wounded boy, who was unconscious, and froze his wound. I didn't want him dead yet; he still had to summon Artoria...