The fight scenes between Tsuda Jiro and Okita Tsukasa were not difficult to shoot. Apart from real-time special effects, basically no other auxiliary props were used.

So with the addition of the details last time, it only takes two hours to get the best results.

After that, the entire crew began to set up the scene and prepare to shoot the scene where Medea appears.

Compared to Tsuda Jiro and Okita Tsukasa who are fighting on the ground, as the actor of Caster, Medea needs to use more facilities. After all, during this fight scene with Qianzi Mingrao, she spent most of the time flying.

Above.

"So tired..."

As night fell, Medea felt a little tired after finishing the shooting.

It had been a long time since she had tried such a high-intensity job. Different from the time when she was wandering around abroad, ever since she met Kuzuki Soichiro and the gentle Soichiro came to the island country, she gradually had only one person left in her heart.

idea.

Be a competent and gentle and considerate wife.

Therefore, Medea, who still has some problems with her own identity, basically stays at home and researches new dishes, except for going to the nearby supermarket to buy daily necessities. In the long run, she will feel a little uncomfortable with the current working environment.

It's also normal.

"Fortunately, the character Caster still has a hood to hide his general expression changes, otherwise..."

Medea changed into her exclusive clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, her feelings about filming were only average. When she agreed to Emiya come to shoot, she was not only inspired by the character's background information, but also noticed the change in Emiya's appearance from the change in Soichiro Kuzuzuki's expression.

, may have a very special status in the local area, and may be a powerful figure in this place.

A gangster like her is most afraid of encountering such troubles.

At the same time, Medea also knew it.

If he and Soichiro reject the request, they may get into more trouble in the future.

Her past survival experience told her that a powerful person like this could have a dark heart. If he was unhappy, her and Soichiro's future life would be in danger.

"But fortunately, Emiya Shirou seems to be a nice person. According to his promise, he did help me and Soichiro-sama solve the problems we had."

When she thought about the fact that she and her beloved Soichiro were already a legal couple, Medea felt more and more happy, and even her fatigue seemed to lighten a lot.

"Well, while it's still early, let's continue to do something meaningful..."

Medea secretly glanced at the noisy courtyard.

After filming ends every night, most of the crew likes to gather in the courtyard, admiring the moon and chatting with friends. This lasts until eleven o'clock, before they go back to their rooms to rest at Emiya's forced request.

.

Soon, Medea found her goal.

It wasn't Soichiro Kusabuki, but Tsukasa Okita who was talking to Jiro Tsuda.

Stare~

A sudden chill suddenly climbed from Okitaji's back to the back of his head.

She quickly looked around, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?"

"…fine."

Okitaji didn't know anything, but he was very confused in his heart.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt like these people were quietly observing her.

Of course, it's just a general observation. She has already been almost immune. Unless it is with malicious intent or a look that she cares about in the first place, otherwise, she usually doesn't feel anything special.

But that feeling from before...

When he thought of this, Okita Shifu shuddered again.

Looking back on her experience at the temple, she began to wonder if she was being targeted by something weird and indescribable.

"Mr. Tsuda..."

"Um?"

"Is there anything unclean in this nameless temple?"

"?"

"Ah." Okitaji was a little flustered, and she hurriedly explained: "I mean, this temple has been inherited from the Warring States Period. Is there any story record that the older generation of eminent monks suppressed big monsters and the like?

s things…"

"Sister Okita, this..."

Jiro Tsuda simply couldn’t laugh or cry.

What is this?

At this time, Emiya, who was about to return to his room, passed by the two of them and happened to hear Okita Tsukasa's idiotic words.

I couldn't help but flick the back of Okita-san's head with a very skillful movement.

"Who!...Shirou?"

Okitaji's tone gradually weakened.

Emiya sighed and said: "This place is Mr. Tsuda's home. If you step back ten thousand steps, you must at least maintain a certain respect for the eminent monk who built this temple. Don't talk about it in a place like this in the future.

That’s nonsense.”

"How can I be disrespectful... Every year I go to a nearby temple to pay my respects. Please don't mess around, Shirou."

Okitaji quickly retorted.

It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.

This feels very strange to begin with. It would be terrible if we were targeted by gods and Buddhas again. We might be unlucky in the future...

"That's good."

Emiya nodded, not planning anything more.

"Um, Shirou..."

"Um?"

"One more thing." Okita pointed to his head: "You...can you please stop hitting your head in the future? I hear people will become more stupid the more they hit their heads..."

Actually, I don’t know whether Okitaji is stupid or not.

She just felt that when Shirou was hit on the head, it was like dealing with a disobedient child.

Although it is intimate, it is also regrettable.

All in all, Okita-san doesn't want to be a child.

"In fact, silly people are more likely to be liked."

Emiya replied calmly.

The truth here is that as long as you look good, being silly can be considered cute.

"Is that so?"

Sister Okita frowned, as if she was weighing something.

Tsuda Jiro on the side smiled slightly, gently picked up the wine glass on the stone table, and tasted the taste calmly.

"What a lovely child..."

The Shadow of the Corridor

Medea recalled the changes in Okita Shinako's expression, and her face fell into a state of obsession without realizing it.

She didn't stay in the corridor for too long. After observing for a while, she quickly left.

After returning to the room.

Medea immediately opened the suitcase.

If Emiya were here now and saw the contents of the suitcase, she would definitely exclaim, "As expected of you! Figure Madness C Mom!"

She took out a series of tools such as pen sharpeners, tweezers, and airbrushes one by one, and then placed them on the table one by one.

The last two things she took out were an unfinished figure based on Saber played by Tsukasa Okita, and the other was a mobile phone containing these things she secretly filmed about Okita.

Division photos and videos.

"Hurry up and try to complete this figure before leaving the temple..."

Medea, who was devoted to her work, could not feel the passage of time.

Except for accurately controlling the details on the face, she would stop and watch Okita Tsukasa's photos and videos for a while, and basically didn't take much rest the rest of the time.

"Media, are you in there?"

A steady voice came from outside the door.
To be continued...