I'm Not A Master, I'm A Director (Creating Fate Movie In Nasuverse)

Shinji's remark made everyone present feel extremely awkward. Their eyes darted between Shinji and Rin, their facial muscles tense.

'Don't laugh. We should't laugh right now!'

This thought was shared by almost every crew member. Those who couldn't hold it in covered their mouths tightly to stifle their chuckles.

"..."

Upon hearing about the heat pack, Rin realized the major flaw in her "invention." Although her creation was more comfortable than a heat pack, the heat pack was simple to use and cheap.

Luckily, at this painfully awkward moment, Ophelia broke the silence.

"Boss, the sun is rising."

Feeling the first rays of sunlight, Ophelia quickly reminded him.

"OK! Everyone, get ready!"

Shinji grabbed the megaphone and called out to the crew.

"Ahem, I'll get into position."

Rin cleared her throat and quickly took her place.

"Now, UBW Scene 246, Take 14—Action!!"

Hearing the clapperboard, Rin hurriedly ran towards Archer in the dawn light.

"Huff...ha...huff...ha..."

Even though she had been resting just moments before, Rin had to pretend she had been running for a long time, her breathing erratic.

Archer, however, stood tall as usual, exuding an air of arrogance despite the tattered red coat fluttering in the wind and his armor covered in cracks.

Though he looked extremely battered, Archer seemed to possess a natural charisma, maintaining a poised and proud demeanor.

"Ar...Archer!"

By now, dawn had broken.

On the horizon, the golden sun began to rise.

The Golden Hour for shooting was extremely short. To maximize efficiency, Shinji had rehearsed this scene multiple times during the day. Too many takes would waste precious time.

Fortunately, despite his show-off nature, Archer never failed at crucial moments.

"It's unfortunate, but that's how it is."

"Give up on the Holy Grail this time, Rin."

The red knight spoke in a very calm tone, discussing such a significant matter as if it were trivial.

"Archer..."

Rin, panting heavily, glared at the red knight. She suddenly forgot her lines due to the heavy breathing.

'No way, why does this always happen at critical moments!'

Rin felt like banging her head in frustration.

"Heh~"

Facing the anxious girl, the Heroic Spirit lips curled into a smile.

He looked at her with a very nostalgic gaze, as if reminiscing about the most beautiful moments of his life.

"Wha—what? This is hardly the time to be laughing!"

Rin glared at the red-clad bowman angrily.

"My apologies. I couldn't help it, given your state."

"I was amused that you and I make such sorry figures."

Archer maintained his nonchalant tone, his smile lingering.

The cinematographer anxiously glanced at Shinji. The dialogue had already gone off script, so they should have called "cut" by now.

Actually, Shinji had been about to call "cut." However, noticing that Rin and Archer had seamlessly improvised back to the script, he swallowed his words. The rare shooting time made him hesitant to restart the scene, as retakes could consume a lot of time. Since both actors were in a good state, he decided to let the scene continue.

The cinematographer, seeing that the director hadn't intervened, continued filming dutifully. After all, if anything went wrong, it wouldn't be his responsibility.

"Archer…. Make a pact with me again?"

Rin finally remembered her lines.

"I can't do that. I doubt I have that right."

Archer responded with a relaxed expression.

"Besides, I no longer have a goal. My battle ends here."

The Archer's answer was simple and direct, with no hesitation. His clear expression resembled the morning glow, indicating that he had decided on his future path.

"But... but... this mean you'll... no matter how much time passes, you will..."

...never find salvation.

Rin's hesitant expression conveyed what she couldn't say out loud, completing her unspoken words.

"Oh, man." Archer sighed helplessly.

Archer knew that the girl before him wasn't the same person from his memories, yet at this moment, the two red figures overlapped in his mind.

'Am I really getting into character?'

Archer chuckled softly. He thought he had a heart of stone, yet he still couldn't face the girl's tears without feeling moved.

"Rin."

"Look after me."

The knight spoke in the gentlest of tones.

"As you know, I'm a bit hopeless, give me a shoulder to lean on."

Archer spoke as if he were talking about someone else, entrusting himself to Rin.

"Archer…."

"Yeah, I know, I'll do my best. I'll try my hardest to make sure he doesn't end up a twisted jerk like you. I'm pretty sure he'll try to learn to like himself!"

"So..."

"You do the same."

Rin was still stammering through her lines, trying hard to make herself cry with a small prop.

But Archer's attention had already shifted from the girl secretly rubbing ginger into her eyes to the boy sitting in the director's chair.

With friends like these by Shirou Emiya's side, the hero known as EMIYA would never be born.

'I'm really envious of that kid.'

Archer let out another soft laugh, this time one of relief and letting go.

'Shinji, what is the point of this story you're filming?'

Though the UBW route seemed like Rin's route, it was actually telling the story of a boy named [Shirou Emiya].

'Is this story meant for me?'

Archer wasn't surprised that Shinji might guess his true name. since Masters could glimpse their Servants' pasts through dreams.

While Archer didn't think the pragmatic Master would spend money just to tell his story, he couldn't help but wonder.

'In the end, the immature one is me.'

No matter Shinji's true intentions for this film, in this world, the boy named 'Shirou Emiya' and the Heroic Spirit had become different beings.

"I have my answer."

'This should be the last time, right?'

With this thought, Archer revealed a boyish smile.

"Don't worry Tohsaka."

"I'll try my best from now on."

In the golden light of dawn, the Heroic Spirit's disappearing smile was just like that of the boy.

"Quick, quick, get this shot!"

Shinji hurriedly signaled the cameraman to capture Archer's vanishing figure with a wide-angle lens.

Golden Hour's lighting conditions could make any scene look exceptionally beautiful, highlighting details and adding depth.

If they used close-ups or telephoto lenses, the benefits of this golden time would be lost. So Shinji chose the wide-angle lens to fully showcase the allure of this moment.

"Cut!"

A few seconds after Archer disappeared, Shinji finally raised the megaphone to announce the end of the shoot.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

Shinji clapped his hands energetically, as excited as a child.

"Archer, you gave a splendid performance in your final moments. We will always remember you!"

Shinji clasped his hands together, bowing in the direction where Archer had vanished.

Whack

Archer appeared behind Shinji and punched him on the head.

"I'm not dead yet! What are you doing?"

"What, you haven't reached enlightenment yet?"

Shinji widened his eyes, exclaiming exaggeratedly.

Archer crossed his arms and huffed arrogantly.

"I won't leave until I see your ending."

"That's good." Shinji patted his chest in relief. "Gilgamesh isn't as easy to direct as you. If you were gone, what would I do for props?"

"...Matou Shinji."

"Huh?"

"You really are a scoundrel."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"And..."

"Huh?"

"Thanks… My friend."

"Hah, you finally called me that, you're welcome."

Shinji smiled nonchalantly.

Although he didn't know what Archer was thanking him for, he felt that Archer had become more approachable.

This made Shinji feel that filming UBW was worthwhile.

— — — —

Another day dawned, and sunlight slanted through the glass windows of Tsuburaya Productions' meeting room.

The atmosphere was tense and silent.

Dozens of Tsuburaya's middle and upper management, younger family members not employed by the company, and other relevant personnel sat around the conference table.

Even Hiroshi Takano, who had retired due to poor health, attended the meeting.

In short, anyone connected to Tsuburaya Productions and still breathing was present today.

However, the usually jovial Takano was now sitting quietly, eyes closed, as if he were a statue.

Everyone was silent for one reason: the young man sitting in the middle of the conference table.

Shinji sat there, his expression dark and intimidating.

Even Ophelia found it hard to believe how frightening her boss could be when angry.

'This feeling... the boss must be using magecraft, right?'

Ophelia speculated silently from behind Shinji.

She thought it was a bit of a waste; magecraft shouldn't be used on ordinary people.

Sitting to Shinji's right was Kazuo Tsuburaya, whose expression was just as grim, though his included a trace of worry.

Just two days ago, he had thought all was lost and that Tsuburaya Productions' acquisition by TYO was inevitable. However, Shinji had approached him with a document.

The contents of the document were simple and clear: TYO had transferred all of Tsuburaya's shares to Shinji Matou.

Logically, Kazuo should have been happy that TYO's scheme had failed, but at this moment, he couldn't muster any joy.

Because Shinji had no intention of returning the shares to Tsuburaya Productions.

'From one wolf to a tiger.'

Kazuo thought as he adjusted his glasses.

Suddenly.

Smack!

With a loud sound, Shinji forcefully threw a document onto the conference table.

Everyone in the room was startled, even the usually composed Hiroshi Takano opened his eyes.

'It's starting'

Watching Shinji's expression, which seemed ready to explode, everyone had the same thought.

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