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Even A Moon Can't Fit In !

Summary:

Even though he is the Crimson Moon, Emiya Shirou still can't fully fit in today's world !

Omakes for 'A Fake Sword'.
Canonicity is up to you.

Notes:

I am currently busy for exams.
So, I am uploading some Omakes in my head that I wanted to upload after Tsukihime ended.
I will come back to it soon but not now.
This is just comedy.
Hope you liked it.
Comments and Kudos will be nice.
(I am writing this through a phone rather than a computer.
How does it feel ?)

Chapter 1: Identification

Chapter Text

(Brunestud POV)

So, it had been a few days since I had entered Misaki.

Since I was currently away from home, I decided to indulge myself in a little treat.
I looked through the restaurants and found that about a place called 'Messian'.
Known for it's Indian cuisine, Messian still catered to Japanese tastes.

I decided to go there as an enjoyer of food.

I went there at lunchtime.
The restaurant was decently packed.
I thought that I had chosen well.

I decided to order to vegetable curry set and was waiting for my meal but then suddenly I heard the sound of loud coughing.

A girl around my age in a school uniform was coughing loudly, as if her food has been stuck in her throat.
She had the vegetable curry on her table.
She was wearing glasses and had blue eyes and messy blue hair.

Her looks were that of a foreigner.
But she was looking eerily similar to the Executor in this town.

If it weren't for those glasses, I swear she could pass for the Executor's twin !

Nah, that can't be right.
I mean she can't be like that American superhero.
What was his name again ?
Something with a S ?

As I was racking my brain over the conundrum, someone helped the girl and my food arrived.
The smell of the spices made my stomach growl.
Oh well, I will think about it later.

(A few hours later...)

That girl was the Executor, wasn't she.