A spear of light shot forward, aiming to pierce the brown haired boy's chest. Normally, Shirou would blame his bad luck for coming across a situation like this. All he wanted to do was check out Kuoh, check for enemies, and grab some supplies before he asked his companions if they felt they should stick around this time. However, as he was walking around, he caught the scent of a fallen angel. Once he found the source, he saw a black haired beauty on a date with an unassuming brown haired boy who seemed to be about the same he age he now appeared to be.
A small part of him wanted to continue on his way, let the two continue with their date and let the cards fall where they may. He didn't want to draw attention to himself and endanger his companions. But he knew that they both would want him to make sure the boy was safe. It wasn't wrong to help people after all. Ilya didn't wish for him to throw away his dream, even if he felt he couldn't exactly call himself a hero of justice anymore.
After ducking into an alleyway and changing into his gear, he quickly jumped on top of the rooftops and maintained a safe distance. As long as he was able to maintain a line of sight at all times, he'd be able to interfere with his bow. He wore black pants with steel toes combat boots, black sleeveless chest armor, a single red sleeve with black designs stretching down the sides, the other arm had a glove with the middle and index finger cut off, the red and white hoodie(Martha hoodie) he wore was altered and so that it was now a red cloth was wrapped from his front left leg to the back of his right leg with a white cross design(Think Martha third ascension), and a red scarf and hood finished his ensemble. If one looked closely, they may be able to see where runes were drawn on his clothes by a certain enforcer. A gold and purple cross could be seen hanging from his neck as he jumped from rooftop to rooftop.
He watched as the two went on a stereotypical date with nothing out of the ordinary happening, though he did feel another energy signature tailing the two, but it wasn't a fallen angel. Shirou let out a sigh and was about to head back when he felt a bounded field being erected. He quickly projected his bow and readied a few arrows. He was able to make out a few words from the top of the building he was on, but the most important was "sacred gear". Now, Shirou understood what she wanted with a normal human.
She launched her spear at the brown haired boy, Shirou quickly shot an arrow and intercepted the attack. The fallen angel's face contorted in a mix of confusion and rage. Shirou wanted to maintain a low profile, so he figured he could at least fire off a few low powered blades, maybe one of his special black keys to really spook her. The fallen had finally managed to locate the one who interrupted her attack, only for more arrows to suddenly be fired at higher speeds than a normal human. "How dare you try to harm me?! You stupid hum..." before she could finish, two arrows quickly struck her stomach and chest. Before she had anymore time to think, another arrow flew through the sky and pierced her left wing, causing her to fall towards the ground.
"That should be enough for whoever is watching." Shiou whispered. "Trace on." A simple mystic code appeared in his hand, one that gathered magical energy and released a small concentrated attack at the tip of the sword. He altered it into an arrow and aimed straight into the sky, firing it at the weak point of the barrier. Shirou looked back at the boy, deciding to make sure he had an extra wall of defense, he summoned three of his personal black keys into his hand and threw them in a triangle pattern around him. The moment they landed, they were altered into large blades that walled him inside.
He noticed a flash of light a fair distance away, but decided not to stick around. He quickly made his way back to the alley where he left his bag. He removed his more conspicuous clothing, deciding to keep his armor on underneath his red and white hoodie and keeping his scarf as well. He left the alley and began to make his way back. "I'm sure their starting to get hungry by now, I better hurry back." Unknown to Shirou, a girl who passed by with short black hair and glasses took note of the jacket and scarf he was wearing, specifically the holy aura they were exuding.
Shirou made it to his hotel on the edge of town. He knocked on the door, hearing a few shuffles and bumps from inside the room. A sweet, melodic voice answered from the behind the door. "W-who is it?" Shire felt a small smile form at the edge of his lips.
"It's Shirou,..." The door opened enough for a single, green eye to peer out. "and I brought food." He said as he held up the bag of groceries. The door opened up all the way, revealing a blonde haired girl wearing a dark teal nun outfit and silver cross, she was wearing a radiant smile on her face. Beside the girl was a short white haired girl with hazel eyes. She was wearing a blue and white kimono, with a cat ornament hair clip. Though she wasn't very expressive, Shirou was pretty sure he could make out the faint traces of a smile. "Well, what would you two like to eat today? Shirone? Asia?"