In the Type-Moon World, I Have the Holy Evil Simulator

Echigo Province – Kasugayama Castle, Year 9 of Tenbun (1540 AD)

The night air was thick with tension.

Torches flickered along the castle walls, their flames dancing against the cold wind.

The Takeda had crossed the border.

A force of twenty men—small, but not meaningless.

They were not raiders.They were not invaders.

They were hunters.

And their prey was him.

The boy who had left Kai.The blade that had defied its master.

Takeda Harunobu had not come himself.

Not yet.

But his shadow had arrived.

And soon—

The Tiger would follow.

The war council had been dismissed.

But two figures remained in the temple chamber.

The flickering candlelight cast long shadows across the floor.

Uesugi Kenshin stood with his arms folded, his gaze fixed on the map before him.

And across from him—

The boy who had once served the Tiger of Kai waited.

Neither spoke.

Because both already knew the truth.

The moment the Takeda force had crossed the border,

The decision had already been made.

There was no going back.

And when the Tiger came—

There would be no mercy.

Finally, Kenshin spoke.

"You do not have to fight this battle."

"You can leave."

The words were not an order.

Not a demand.

But a choice.

One that had never been given to him before.

And for a long moment—

The boy said nothing.

Then, at last—

He shook his head.

"No."

"I will not run."

The past was coming for him.

And this time—

He would not turn away.

Uesugi Kenshin studied him.

For a long moment, he was silent.

Then—

A faint, knowing smile crossed his lips.

"Good."

"Then prepare yourself."

"The Tiger will not stop until he reclaims what he believes is his."

"And if you wish to defy him—"

"Then you must prove that you belong to no one but yourself."

The boy's fingers curled into fists.

The flickering flames reflected in his crimson eyes.

And for the first time—

He felt something more than just fear.

He felt resolve.

"Let him come."

Because this time—

He would not kneel.

He would not be caged.

He had chosen his own name.He had chosen his own path.

And no matter what happened next—

He would not give it up.

Not for the Tiger.Not for fate.

Not for anyone.

[Fated Death: Progressing.]You have chosen to stay and face your past.The Takeda forces have entered Echigo.Takeda Harunobu will not wait much longer.

The Tiger is watching.

And the moment he strikes—there will be no turning back.