"Sakura, are they all your friends?", Just after getting into the car, Tohsaka Rin casually asked.
"No," Sakura smiled, "Just met them."
"I see," Rin looked out the window and happened to see Shirou and Miyu getting in a car.
'That black-haired girl is called Emiya Miyu, right?'
'Sakura clearly knows her, so why lie?'
———
Returning home, Shirou put down his school bag and placed the groceries he bought into the fridge.
There was salmon, beef, fresh eggs…
"Shirou-sama, where should I put the milk?", Sella carried two crates of milk.
"Just call me Shirou," Although he really wanted to say that heavy things should be carried by boys. But unfortunately, with his Strength only D, he was no match for Sella.
"Hmm…", Shirou thought for a moment and said, "Just put it in an empty spot in the living room."
"Yes," After putting down the milk, Sella reminded, "Milady, don't eat too many snacks, or you won't be able to eat dinner."
As soon as they got back, Illya sat in the living room eating takoyaki and oden they bought on the way.
"It's fine," Illya shook the takoyaki in her hand, "I have a separate stomach for Shirou's cooking."
"Milady… has two stomachs?", Leysritt, who hadn't spoken all along, stepped in to gain some presence.
"Can't be helped with you," Sella shook her head helplessly, then realized, "How can we let Shirou-sama cook? This kind of thing should be left to me."
"Miyu, you eat too," Illya pushed the oden toward her.
"I-I'll eat later," Miyu, hands having nowhere to go. Even though a whole day had passed, she still hadn't gotten used to Illya suddenly becoming her older sister. Clearly the same grade, and yet older than her brother.
Shirou thought about what to cook that night. Counting Fujimura-sensei, there were now six people in their household.
"Welcome… home, Shirou-sama," Leysritt, who couldn't find a sense of presence on the other side, came over to find it here.
"Let's do this, Leysritt, you're Illya's family, just call me Shirou," Constantly correcting how people addressed him was troublesome; if possible, Shirou hoped they could read the mood.
"I'm… Milady's family?", Leysritt blinked, red eyes looking at Shirou. She wore the exact same maid outfit as Sella, but Shirou had no fear of confusing the two.
'Sella is a washboard, Leysritt is a D or F?'
[T/N: Check wiki page of Leysritt. They even mentioned she has 'one of the biggest set of breasts in Fate/Stay Night.']
Anyway, Shirou didn't understand those things, just felt a very strong visual impact.
"Of course, Illya told me that personally yesterday."
"I'm very happy. Shirou-sama," Leysritt said a bit airheadedly, speaking slowly.
Shirou had a huge headache. Adding on Sella nagging at Illya from time to time, and also coming to compete for Shirou's kitchen, once Taiga arrived, she and Illya argued constantly. The two of them were simply natural enemies.
All evening, Shirou's head was spinning.
Today's meal at the Emiya house was not very peaceful.
After dinner, Taiga said her goodbyes, and Sella and Leysritt, considering that Illya wanted to get along more with Shirou, did not follow Illya's instructions to move into the Emiya house, but instead settled nearby, ready to come when called.
With three people suddenly gone, Shirou felt the whole house become much quieter.
"You worked hard, Onii-chan," Helping Shirou wash dishes, Miyu was quite apologetic.
She felt she'd been really useless today. Clearly saw that Shirou was troubled by Illya and Fujimura-sensei's quarrel, but didn't know how to mediate.
All she could do was sit there helplessly and say, ("Please don't fight anymore!")
"Miyu worked hard too," Shirou comforted her. When it came to interpersonal relationships, he had nothing to help Miyu with. She could only take it slow.
"How about I teach you how to make matcha cake tomorrow?", Shirou prepared to take out cake flour, matcha powder, eggs, fine sugar, milk, and vegetable oil.
"Really?", Miyu was pleasantly surprised.
After Illya came, the time she could spend alone with Shirou had become much less.
"Shirou's biased. Illya wants to learn how to make matcha cake too."
Miyu's smile faded slightly, 'Just like that.'
———
After making matcha cake and washing off the flour from his face, Shirou began studying.
Surpassing Ritsuka and Mash was not just talk.
'System, come out and study.'
["Select subject: Language Arts, Math…"]
'Start with math.'
Shirou was weak in math, but good at foreign languages. As to why, because in this world the mainstream language wasn't Japanese, it was English.
That gave his transmigration an extra layer of value. Even if he had no money in the future, or some blonde ahoge glutton appeared, he could go work as a translator to make ends meet.
But ideally, Shirou wanted to succeed greatly at writing novels. With the system's help, he had that confidence.
End of tangent, focus on studying.
"Onii-chan, aren't you going to take a bath?"
Calling him "Onii-chan" could only be Miyu. But Shirou didn't need a title to know.
Even with his eyes closed, from Miyu's hands, the feeling of her skin's touch… and voice, Shirou could distinguish instantly.
Putting down his pen, his hands were slightly sore. He had studied for two hours.
Looking up, Miyu had just finished bathing, wearing a kimono, and was about to blow-dry her hair.
Shirou stood up and walked over, took the hair dryer from her, and started drying it skillfully.
Miyu didn't refuse, closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Her hair was like ink, and the feeling in his hands was extremely smooth, like the highest-grade silk fabric. Once touched, he didn't want to let go.
"Onii-chan, you haven't helped me get dressed the past two days," Miyu whined to him.
Shirou patted her head, "Miyu's not little anymore, you have to learn to dress yourself."
To be accurate, Miyu could dress herself, but most of the time, she'd let Shirou help her. These past two days, he hadn't. One day because of Illya, yesterday because training went too late.
"Shirou, help Illya dry her hair too~", Wearing a pink nightgown, Illya tugged at Shirou's hem.
It was always like this, not even a few words in, and it got interrupted. Miyu felt resentment rise. She had calculated that the time she got alone with Shirou never exceeded ten minutes.
'Onii-chan energy is severely lacking.'
"Illya has to sit down first," Shirou's tone was gentle.
Illya obediently sat down, looking at him with ruby-like eyes, full of curiosity.
"Illya," Shirou sighed, "You have to turn around."
"Okay~", Illya happily turned, then asked, "Miyu, let's sleep together tonight?"
"T-That's not okay," Miyu instinctively rejected.
"But sleeping together feels really good~", Illya coaxed.
Miyu, however, nodded and hesitated, "Sleeping together is really nice…"
She used to often sleep with Onii-chan. As long as she buried her head into his chest, she felt at ease.
Illya: "?"
Red pupils blinked slightly, she quickly figured out what was going on.
'Seriously? I have always slept alone.'
"Shirou," Illya said, "You can sleep with me too, okay?"
"No," Shirou rationally refused.
"Why?", Illya stared longingly.
Shirou lightly knocked her head, "Go to bed. If you can't get up tomorrow, even if Sella calls you, it won't help."
"I want Shirou to call me."
"You really plan to sleep in?"
"Is that not allowed?", Illya felt the new bed had magical power, once she got in she didn't want to move.
"Of course not," Shirou unplugged the hair dryer, "Go to bed quickly."
Facing Shirou's urging, Illya reluctantly obeyed. Just like a child.
Miyu had just gotten up to go to bed too, but Shirou called out to her, "Miyu."
"What is it, Onii-chan?", she asked.
Shirou placed his hand on her head, "Don't worry. No matter what, you're my little sister."
"So, no matter what Miyu wants to do, as your brother, I won't hate my own sister."
"Onii-chan," Miyu was moved.
"I heard that, you know?", Illya popped out of nowhere, giggling.
"Illya!", Miyu was angry and embarrassed.
"Miyu's shy look is so cute," Illya said, "I want to bottle up this embarrassment and keep it forever."
"I think so too," Caught in an embarrassing moment, Shirou still remained calm. With family, one should be straightforward.
"You two are enough! I'm going to bed now!", Miyu was so embarrassed she couldn't take it, ran back to her room to hide.
Illya laughed cheerfully… stealing glances at Shirou, 'If Shirou can say those words to me too, that'd be great.'
However, considering she was the older sister, 'Maybe I should be the one to say it to Shirou.'
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