I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice

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It's disrespectful to both the person you're pointing at and your own family.

Rin quickly withdrew her hand.

“And to address someone with 'hey' or 'who' is also very impolite,” Shirou continued.
“My name is Fujimaru Shirou, not just 'Shirou' or 'hey'.”

Rin Tohsaka didn't correct him this time, but instead she exploded, her words dripping with anger: 'What do you care? I'll never let you have my sister!'

“Your words make it sound like Sakura is just a thing,” Shirou replied calmly.

“What a joke!” Rin exclaimed, her face contorted with outrage.
“Sakura is not a thing! She's my sister!” But then she faltered, her righteous indignation giving way to confusion.
“No, no, Sakura is a thing? No, no, Sakura is my sister, not a thing…
wu! No, no!”

Shirou sat in the chair, his hands folded across his chest, watching with interest as Rin's face twisted in frustration.

“Damn you!” Rin growled, her eyes narrowed at Shirou.
“How dare you toy with the future head of the Tohsaka family!”

“Food can be eaten arbitrarily, but words must not be spoken arbitrarily.
You are defaming a person's image.
Think about it carefully, the words are spoken by you, the conclusion is drawn by you, and I have not said anything.” Shirou spread out his palms and looked helpless as if he were an innocent victim.

“You…
you…!” Rin was at a loss for words.
Upon reflection, she realized that what Shirou said was true.

“Well, well, if it's all my fault, then you, the future head of the Tohsaka family, can sit anywhere you like.
My house is small, not as grand as your mansion, so don't be disgusted.” Shirou replied with a hint of irony.

The other person had already conceded defeat, he was acting like a loser and letting Rin find a place to sit.
She should be gracious and show the demeanor of a future head of the Tohsaka family.
But…
why did his perfunctory tone and his condescending attitude make her so angry?!

Hateful guy!

Hmph!

Rin shook her head and tried to ignore Shirou, her face haughty and indifferent.
But Shirou didn't get angry.
An adult getting angry with a child would be too childish.
He just found it amusing.

“Sister, you should sit down.
Standing is very tiring,” Sakura said, sitting next to the dresser in a very ladylike manner.
She patted the spot next to her, inviting Rin to sit.

“Sakura…” Rin looked at her sister with a sense of defeat.
As her own sister, shouldn't she be standing up for her own sister? Why was she siding with that guy instead?

So annoying!

“Sister?” Sakura's pure, green eyes looked at Rin with concern.

“Come sit with me,” Rin said, patting the spot next to her.
She pointed an accusing finger at Shirou and asked, “Are you Fujimaru Shirou?”

“Yes, what's the matter?” Shirou nodded.

“I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely will not let you have Sakura!” Rin declared, her gaze serious and determined.
It was as if she was staring at her lifelong enemy.

Shirou's mouth twitched, and he asked somewhat helplessly: “I say, how many times do you want to repeat this sentence?”

“Repeat it a hundred times, a thousand times! Sakura is my sister, I will never give my sister to anyone else!” Tohsaka Rin said seriously.

“I understand your sense of responsibility as a sister, Tohsaka Repeat,” Shirou said, his tone perfunctory.
“You're the Tohsaka Repeat Machine!”

“You, you…” Rin, her face contorted with rage, struggled to come up with a proper insult.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on Shirou's black gloves and she spat out, “You Fujimaru black gloves!”

Hmph!

Hateful!

Tohsaka Rin shook her head angrily.

This is truly textbook-level arrogance …

Shirou had a headache.