Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice (Part 2)

Chapter 289

"Hey, Shirou, come check this out! Look at the massive rack on the female protagonist in this manga!" Issei eagerly attempted to show him an explicit manga.

Shirou: "..."

As he glanced at Issei's excited expression, he couldn't help but but sigh. It had only been a few years since they last saw each other, yet he couldn't believe how much Issei had changed.

Recalling the Issei he knew before he left, Shirou couldn't help but wonder what had happened. Back then, Issei was straightforward and had no interest in such things. He possessed a serious and solemn personality. But now, upon his return, he discovered that Issei had transformed...

Into a pervert!

He had no idea what had happened, but he noticed a few boys from the class wearing sympathetic and odd smiles while gradually getting closer to Issei. Meanwhile, the girls directed disdainful gazes at Issei and Shirou, their expressions resembling that of looking at maggots.

While he wasn't particularly bothered by how others perceived him, this sensation was particularly unpleasant!

Since his return, Shirou had reunited with his old circle of friends. However, he couldn't help but notice the significant changes that had taken place. Issei had undergone a remarkable transformation, and Shinji was no longer in Fuyuki City. Rumor had it that Shinji had gone to study in Britain.

While the Tohsaka family estate remained, it seemed that the residents had relocated elsewhere, making it impossible for Shirou to catch up with Tokiomi.

On the other hand, the Emiya family continued to reside in the Shinto town of Fuyuki City.

Fuyuki City had changed a lot since his last visit, both in its places and its people. Take Issei, for instance. He never would've thought that this guy could turn out to be so perverted and obscene.

And then there was Kiritsugu. He had transformed into a well-known playwright, novelist, and scriptwriter, receiving fan letters on a daily basis.

But it made sense, considering his own experiences could provide him with the material he needed to craft those scripts.

Shirou glanced at Issei, who persistently attempted to show him an adult manga, and remarked, "Hey, Issei, it's time for class."

"Uh... Fine," Issei responded with a hint of reluctance, reluctantly closing the manga. His comrades nearby, engaged in conversation while sneakily stealing glances, couldn't help but inwardly sigh.

"I'll catch up with you guys during lunch break," Issei stated, already making his exit.

The girls cast disdainful glances at Shirou, while the boys kept a safe distance, not daring to get too close. Among the comrades who shared similar interests, there were knowing smiles whenever Issei brought in adult manga to show. However, they hesitated to approach Shirou or engage in more discussions.

After all, societal norms could be quite intimidating. Not everyone possessed the ability to calmly endure the scrutinizing gazes of others.

After a while, the class rep collected the assignments, and then the teacher finally showed up to start the class.

Around noon, Issei hurriedly made his way over to Shirou's desk, ready to share his wisdom on "gentlemanly" matters.

Shirou, somewhat speechless, asked, "Hey, why are you suddenly so obsessed on this stuff? Does your dad approve of it?"

"Believe it or not, I've never been caught by my dad reading this stuff," Issei boasted with a hint of pride.

"But how do you manage to get away with it?"