Shinji Matou at Your Service

When Shinji stepped into the building on West Street, a place with special historical significance, the official who had gone to find him in Tibet was being scolded. The reprimand came from the top figure in charge of the Mystical Realm, responsible for guarding the nation's fate.

"Are you stupid? Huh? He can't see the situation clearly, and neither can you. Creating such a mess at this time is very troublesome to clean up, very troublesome, understand?"

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? You were so impressive when setting off fireworks, even recording it and adding music."

"Didn't you say you agreed in principle?"

"Yes, in principle, but your approach was too simplistic and crude, lacking artistry."

"Please instruct us."

"Listen carefully. If I were you, I wouldn't have killed those lamas from the start. The old bald donkey wants to connect with the higher-ups of the Clock Tower, not only wouldn't he harm Shinji Matou, but there's also a high chance he'd meet him personally. As long as he shows up, there's much more room for maneuver. Whether it's assassination, an inside-outside surprise attack, or other strategies, any would be better than causing such a big scene without even killing the target."

"The responsibility is mine."

Shinji couldn't help but interrupt, "I acted impulsively at that time. By the time I reacted, the car had already exploded, and the bald donkey in the car was dead. I had no choice but to see it through. The bomb I used was from the most orthodox Western magecraft system, which should cause some confusion."

"That's why it's just troublesome."

Seeing Shinji speak up, the big shot in a military uniform but without rank softened his tone considerably.

"Different systems and high-profile methods that don't match our usual style have left a lot of room for maneuver. Although some people say it's our deliberate misdirection, they have no evidence. The old bald donkey isn't dead either, so what's left is a war of words that could go on indefinitely... Let's not talk about that. Are you Shinji Matou?"

"Yes."

Shinji nodded, neither humble nor arrogant.

The big shot scrutinized Shinji carefully and finally sighed, "What a pity."

"Pity about what?"

Shinji asked.

"You're not native. If you were, I'd cultivate you as my successor."

The big shot made no secret of his attitude—appreciation for excellence and regret for not being one of his own.

"Okay, I already have Shishou though.."

Since the big shot was so direct, Shinji spoke his mind too.

"Is that so..."

The big shot gave a meaningful smile.

Shinji smiled as well.

Words alone couldn't make someone believe, but saying such things, coupled with previous actions, was enough to prove his considerable goodwill towards the people here. He planned to stay for a while, so building a good relationship with the authorities was essential. Although he didn't know why the big shot wanted to see him, this was a great opportunity.

With this good start, the subsequent conversation went very smoothly. Both parties got what they needed and reached a high level of consensus.

Want information on Primordial Runes? Sure!

Help with ancient text deciphering? No problem.

Stuck with the deciphering? No worries, I have external help.

Come on, Arcueid, lend a hand. Read the world's memory and translate these oracle bones. What do they mean and what power do they hold?

Don't worry, you won't work for free. Know where I am? The Forbidden City! The best chefs in here, and you can have whatever you want, all of it top-tier palace cuisine.

I heard it's a good season for fugu... Ah, you've finished translating already, that was quick. I'll treat you to a feast tomorrow at noon, and I can also visit the legendary imperial kitchen.

With Shinji's (mostly Arcueid's) help, the speed of deciphering the oracle bones greatly increased.

Well, it was mostly Arcueid's work, but she didn't want to bother and stay in her coffin, so Shinji got all the credit.

Since Shinji was so effective, the authority reciprocated generously.

Like to eat? No problem, they changed up the state banquet menu regularly.

Want to travel? Easy, wherever you want to go, they'll arrange it in advance. Want to travel freely? They'll give you a pass, go wherever you like.

If you want to study Buddhism, you can choose from the eight major Buddhist sects. If you don't understand something, arrangements can be made for a high monk to give you a lecture.

Interested in martial arts? That's perfect because we need your help. Recently, young people's temperaments have been impatient, thinking themselves invincible and looking down on everyone. You can help curb their arrogance; your youthful appearance is quite deceptive.

To this, Shinji responded, "Authorized to beat people? I like that."

Thus, he beat up most of the young people in the martial arts community and even earned the title of Demon King. He also took this opportunity to spar with many renowned masters from the older generation, benefiting greatly from the experience.

Shinji spent the most effort on this fiercely powerful martial art—not for himself, but for Tohsaka Rin far away in Fuyuki City.

Because of his interference, Rin's life had changed in many ways, mostly for the better, but some in less desirable ways, such as with Bajiquan. In the original timeline, Rin's martial arts were taught by Kirei Kotomine, a master of Bajiquan.

But now, with Kirei Kotomine missing and Tokiomi's martial arts being only at a self-defense level, Rin's martial arts talent was being wasted. To correct the negative impact he caused and to ensure that the exceptional girl wouldn't be defeated by her future rivals, and also for the sake of Kariya and Sakura, who cared about the Tohsaka family, Shinji painstakingly acquired detailed Bajiquan materials. These included secret manuals, instructional videos, and personal insights. With these resources and Rin's natural talent and understanding, her future achievements would certainly be significant.

After doing all this, Shinji's journey finally came to an end. His next step was to visit ancient land.