Now that even the last yakisoba bread has been sacrificed, who will save Rin...'s stomach?
Therefore, with the change in art style, Young Miss Rin, who embarked on the path of martial arts, also acquired a foodie attribute. Because high-intensity physical activity inevitably leads to high energy consumption. This doesn't mean all martial artists are gluttons, but rather that they can't not eat.
After eating one yakisoba bread... she became even hungrier.
Misaki Town in the deep night was brightly lit. Streetlights, vehicles, couples holding hands, warm families with parents and children, bustling streets, and various restaurants, shops, dance halls, bars, and nightclubs on both sides of the road were entering their peak operating hours.
However, this scene of prosperity was of no use to our Young Miss Rin.
At this moment, Young Miss Rin was curled up at the entrance of a small alley, her entire body practically buried in black lines.
"Grumble..."
"..."
Young Miss Rin, who had never lacked food or drink in either her past or present life, experienced the power of hunger for the first time.
"Ah… I'm out of energy…" She gazed at the shining signboard of the luxurious French restaurant across the street, "Shino," and through the glass window, she saw plates of sizzling steaks being served.
Suddenly, I missed home. Should I just go back? Miss Rin, who had vowed to burn down the Matou family, survive the Fourth Holy Grail War, and defy the heavens with her bare fists, was defeated by her own stomach right after leaving home.
No, no, no, is this all the resolve I have to change all those tragedies? Going back is absolutely forbidden, for Sakura!
Recalling her sister's innocent smile, Rin felt a warm current fill her heart, as if her hungry stomach had also been filled.
"Grumble…"
"…"
Well, it turns out that spirit cannot be eaten.
Saber, I think we have a high compatibility. Be my Servant!
While inwardly complaining to herself, Rin watched her "uncontrolled" right hand tremble as it slowly lifted, her five fingers subtly tending to clench into a fist. Rin tried her best to stop it.
Am I really going down a criminal path just for a meal?… What exactly did I come out here to do?… Even if I say I want to save Kohaku and Hisui, I don't even know where they are. Have they already been sent to the Tohno Family, or have they not been found yet? If they are found, should I directly storm the Tohno Family to rescue them, or should I infiltrate them indirectly? What's even worse is that the Type-Moon chronology has a misleading entry: 'In 198x, Kohaku and Hisui were sent to the Tohno Family.'
What the heck! What kind of ghost is 198x! If that 'x' is 3, wouldn't they have been born right into the Tohno Family!
Ahhh! Why isn't this book a typical overpowered protagonist or Mary Sue story! Otherwise, I wouldn't have to worry about such trivial matters!
"Grumble…"
"…"
Miss Rin, who was already almost buried in black lines, now had double the black lines, and her entire being lost its color, turning gray and white.
Sigh, since I'm out, I have to rely on my own strength to get food. Father, I'm sorry! I ran away from home and made you angry, and now I can't even uphold the Tohsaka Family motto!
Her right hand instantly clenched into a fist. As if having made up her mind to abandon something, Miss Rin slapped her knee and stood up, her gaze fixed on the store named "Shino."
I wonder if this store hires child labor… Although I'm only 5 years old now, my height of 1.26 meters makes me look about eleven or twelve. If I cry, act cute, and play pitiful, I should be able to get a dishwashing job, right? If not, I'll just use 'Hypnosis' on their manager to hire me. This kind of magic isn't my main focus anyway, so if the world wants to weaken it, let it.
That's right, what Rin abandoned was the Tohsaka Family motto of elegance, which she had never cared much about, not her conscience. Whether in her previous life as a rich young master or in this life as a noble young lady, she might not always do good, but upholding the bottom line of her conscience was a red line she would never cross.
If it truly were a savage law of the jungle, where only the fittest survive, Rin wouldn't mind using her bare fists to obtain everything she desired. But in this orderly society where everyone supports themselves and earns food through labor, to bully the weak with strength would be a fall, and then she would no longer be qualified to speak of salvation.
A person whose heart has fallen is not qualified to save anyone.
Ugh, if this doesn't work, I'll just have to pay with gems. I hope it doesn't cause any trouble. Projection… forget it, don't use Projection until I'm absolutely desperate and starving to death. That's the last option, second only to selling myself.
What? Selling myself?! That's not even an option, okay!! You over there! Yes, you, don't look left and right, it's you! What are you looking so expectant for! The Tohsaka Family Finances would never come to that!!!
However, it must be admitted that no matter how many people abide by order and behave themselves, humans are ultimately beasts. There will always be a portion of people who cannot suppress their bestial nature, and these people gather in places untouched by light, forming a fallen, disorderly, savage zone.
"Yo, little sister up ahead, don't be in such a hurry to leave."
Just as Rin was about to take her first step, preparing to embark on the self-reliant path of dishwashing, a voice that sounded like cannon fodder came from deep within the alley.
Before Rin could even turn around, four or five youths, eighteen or nineteen years old, who looked utterly disreputable, surrounded Rin. Their hair was dyed like "wild pheasants" — red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple (some even had two colors on one head) — they wore ripped pants, open-chested vests, skull rings, and earrings.
Rin instinctively complained in her mind: I mean, can't we not write 'cannon fodder' all over your faces? You guys are so unappealing that I don't even feel like fighting. Besides, you're getting aroused by a five-year-old loli? Your tastes are really broad. Oh right, my current appearance looks like I'm twelve or thirteen. Damn it, still a loli-con.
Initially, they had only seen Rin sitting alone at the dark alley entrance until nightfall, and noticing her wearing designer children's clothes, they assumed she was a rich young lady (which she was) who had quarreled with her parents and had nowhere to go. They planned to tie her up and extort money. But when they actually walked up to Rin and saw her face as she looked up and met their gaze, in that instant, they felt some kind of switch had been flipped!
Her bright and lively twin ponytails were dark and shiny, and her large, emerald-like eyes showed no childish fear or nervousness, but rather a mature composure and helplessness (the look of someone confidently facing cannon fodder). Her delicate nose was like a painting, and her cherry-blossom lips were a faint shade. This little girl, whose height barely reached their stomachs, exuded an irresistible aura of pure charm.
Rin paid no mind to the five delinquents around her, whose male hormones were clearly in overdrive, as they stared at her with blatant gazes.
Well, someone's paying for dinner.
So Rin cleared her throat and, with an unmistakably loli voice, said to the five thugs, "Are you the gold monsters sent by the author?"
Extras: "…"
Rin: "…"
Oh no, I over-complained… (Director: Cut this scene, let's do it again.)
So Rin cleared her throat and, with an unmistakably loli voice, said to the five thugs, "Can you guys treat me to a meal?"
"Of course, little sister, come with us big brothers!"
So Rin, with a "naive" smile, followed the five delinquents deeper into the alley…
End of Chapter 31
(Director: Cut! This chapter is over. Hey, you, tell the kitchen to take away her chicken leg for tonight. Damn it, this film has no budget and we just wasted another shot.)
(Rin: T_T)
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