Luzawa Fujimaru looked around, the huge body of the Bladed Monster gave him an idea.

"Kha Paste, run inside the house, quick!"

To Beat Yourself also understood his idea, the huge monster seemed to have a hard time entering the house, maybe they could use this opportunity to hide.

The two didn't say anything, taking advantage of the fact that the Bladed Monster hadn't swung its sword, they ran into the house next to them.

Sure enough, as the two expected, the huge monster couldn't enter the building at all, it rampaged all the way as if it wanted to destroy the building to get to where Luzawa Fujimaru and To Beat Yourself were.

"This monster's IQ isn't high, we can rest for a bit."

Gasping for breath, Luzawa Fujimaru sat on the tatami of the owner of the house.

Now Luzawa Fujimaru also realized that he and To Beat Yourself were not in the real world!

Not to mention that in the real world, such a loud noise would definitely attract other people's attention.

This place was so close to Fujimaru's house, if uncle Emiya heard the noise, he would definitely come out to help.

"We might be restricted in the mirror dimension by some 'ability'. Look at the food on the table, it's still half eaten – probably when the mirror dimension copied us, the people in this house were eating."

Luzawa Fujimaru pointed at the table in front of the tatami, there was a steaming hot meal on it, but only half of it was gone.

To Beat Yourself didn't say anything, he clutched his shoulder and frowned, as if he was enduring.

"By the way, Ka-chan, were you injured just now? Let me take a look."

Luzawa Fujimaru finally realized that the Bladed Monster's sword seemed to have slashed To Beat Yourself.

Maybe because of the pain, To Beat Yourself didn't say anything, he just let go of his hand that was covering his wound.

The wound created by the monster was not as smooth as a normal knife wound. Just a scratch and the wound left behind looked like it was lacerated.

Luckily, the wound wasn't deep, and it was only less than ten centimeters long. If that blade had connected, Bao Hao Sheng Ji's arm would have been crippled.

"Kha Paste, wait a moment. I'll find something to bandage your wounds. Generally speaking, the first aid box at home should be in this position."

Luzawa Fujimaru's expression was a little flustered. He quickly ran to the place where a normal person's first aid kit was placed. With trembling hands, he took out bandages, medicine, and hydrogen peroxide.

To Beat Yourself looked at Luzawa Fujimaru and couldn't help but sneer.

"Hey, Bastard Swamp, what kind of performance is this?

It's not like one of my arms is crippled. It's just that … ouch … it hurts a little too much … "

To Beat Yourself suddenly realized that something was wrong. Generally, a cut would not hurt this much.

At this time, Luzawa Fujimaru also took the bandages and other tools. He squatted beside To Beat Yourself and observed his wound.

But when he looked carefully, Luzawa Fujimaru couldn't help but frown.

"Kha Paste, look, other than the blood on your wound, there seems to be some black stuff …"

Indeed, To Beat Yourself's wound, he could faintly see a black shadow moving, just like the black fog on the Bladed Monster's body.

"This thing might be able to locate us!"

The two of them stopped talking at the same time and carefully listened to the Bladed Monster's movements. When they found that it was still demolishing the house far away from them, they were relieved.

"I reckon that even if it has the ability to locate us, the Bladed Monster won't be able to come here for a while. But other than locating us, this thing might also be something like a curse or a virus."

To Beat Yourself frowned and guessed. Logically speaking, he had been wounded a few times before, but the pain was not as strong as this.

"Try the disinfectant and see if it can brush this thing off."

Using his eyes to signal Luzawa Fujimaru to use the disinfectant to treat it. To Beat Yourself, however, there was a faint worry in his heart. This thing might not be easy to deal with.

Sure enough, not only did the disinfectant not have any effect, it made the situation worse. The black shadow seemed to have magnified the pain. When the disinfectant touched To Beat Yourself, he couldn't help but tremble because of the pain.

"… Continue, use more disinfectant!"

To Beat Yourself clenched his teeth and didn't let the sound come out of his mouth.

Luzawa Fujimaru's face was full of distress. He clenched his teeth, put down the disinfectant, and leaned over to cover the wound with his mouth.

"Hey hey, bastard Swamp, what are you doing!

Wu … "

To Beat Yourself's subconscious reaction, then he thought of Luzawa Fujimaru's intention. He planned to suck the black shadow out of the wound.

However, the black shadow magnified not only the pain but also the sense of touch at the wound.

To Beat Yourself, his mind was almost full of the touch of the wound. Soft lips, hot breath, and the strange feeling of another person's scent flowing on the wound.

Compared to the pain he endured before, this feeling was even more unbearable.

To Beat Yourself's face was red. He wanted to adjust his sitting position, but found that Luzawa Fujimaru's state didn't seem right.

"Hey, Swamp!"

To Beat Yourself noticed that Luzawa Fujimaru's exposed body was faintly red. His head was lowered, so his expression couldn't be seen.

"Oh no, Swamp couldn't have accidentally sucked that thing into his body, right?"

Looking at Luzawa Fujimaru's reaction, To Beat Yourself's first thought was the effect of the black shadow.

He subconsciously grabbed Luzawa Fujimaru's shoulder, wanting to see his condition, but he was pushed away by Luzawa Fujimaru.

"Ha … Ha … Wait a minute, Kha Paste, stay away from me."

Luzawa Fujimaru opened his mouth, gasping for breath.

To Beat Yourself was still puzzled about what happened to Luzawa Fujimaru, but he suddenly reacted. His body was as red as Luzawa Fujimaru.

That sound was like the aftertaste of a climax.

"Hey, Swamp, you …"

To Beat Yourself thought that it was the effect of the black shadow. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still wanted to ask about Luzawa Fujimaru's condition.

Luzawa Fujimaru took a few deep breaths before calming down again.

"It's okay, Kha Paste."

Luzawa Fujimaru raised his head. In his dark blue right eye, countless lines outlined, gradually forming a magic array.

If there were people from Chaldea here, they would definitely be able to see that this magic array was clearly the symbol of the summoning of heroic spirits!

And on top of that magic array, three command seals faintly appeared like cups.

It wasn't something that belonged to Luzawa Fujimaru, but it could still be used by him.

The savior who saved thousands of worlds, Chaldea's last master, Tachika Fujimaru's ability materialized.

Personality [Fate] – Activate.