At night, the house, the room, the room.

"Assassin, what the hell should I do............" asked Sakura Makiri, who was still suffering from her "family" at home.

"If you want to destroy the Kiriri family, I may be able to do it. However, not now. Sakura proposes here. ”

"When?" There was a hint of ruthlessness in Ma Kiri's eyes, due to the deliberate arrangement of the dirty inkstone of Ma Kiri, she was constantly ****ed, tortured and abused by Shen Er and others, although it was better than the original book, but mentally it was not much worse.

Years of torture didn't wear away Sakura's rebellious mentality, she just sealed it in the deepest part of her heart. Unlike the original book, Sakura Maki had already participated in the Holy Grail War as a Master ten years ago, and the repeated loss and loss of family affection deepened her dark psychology.

"Hmm, don't you want to fight? Otherwise, use the Rider you summoned earlier to win the Holy Grail War, and then make a wish. Sakura said hypothetically. ”

"Why...... Holy Grail, what's so good about this kind of thing, in order to pursue an ethereal wish, you have to give everything you already have?"

"............" Sakura Misaka was speechless.

"I've decided, I'm going to ............ Take the Holy Grail, because the Holy Grail has made me lose a lot, so, I'm going to take it back!Assassin, will you help me?" shouted in her mind, the person who could make her open her heart returned, and Sakura Ma could no longer suppress the feelings that had been suppressed for years.

Sakura Misaka was silent, and the light of hope gradually flashed in her mind when she was accompanied and comforted by herself and the night of the wild goose. Later, the Holy Grail was destroyed, and he and Yan Ye fought for their lives to save Sakura Kiri. In the end, it was entrusted to Emiya Kiritsugu, who had awakened to his senses. And there is also a friend who is sympathetic to a certain extent-Emiya Shirou.

However, because Emiya Kiritsugu died early, Sakura's situation suddenly regressed.

"I do," said Sakura Misaka, "and I have my own desire to reclaim what I have lost." But your body ...... It's hard to withstand a Heroic Soul level battle for a long time. ”

"It's okay, please use it as much as you like. Sakura said from the bottom of her heart.

“…… I see, Master, please get some rest tonight, I need to get used to your body. ”

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In the morning, the streets-

As usual, Sakura left home before it was time to go to school, and she really didn't want to stay too long in this "home". If it weren't for the pressure of the dirty inkstone, she wouldn't want to come back again.

"Master, you just have to go about your routine as usual, and let your 'family' know about it. Peace of mind, my energy fluctuations are not felt by people of their level. Sakura informs here. ”

"Well, I know. Sakura replied.

"Huh...... I'll just ask, this doesn't seem to be the way to school............ "Osaka Sakura still remembers some of the layout of the city."

"Well, that's not the way to school. I had to go back to my brother every morning and after school. Cleaning his room and cooking for him, he worked late every day...... Oh. It's not Shinji's soul, it's Brother Shirou. When Sakura Maki thought this, a faint flush appeared on her face.

"I see...... "Speaking of Emiya Shirou, Sakura Misaka remembers, "How is Emiya Kiritsugu?"

"Oh...... A few years ago, he died. ”

"Ah...... I'm sorry. "Sakura Misaka didn't expect him to be so short-lived. It seems that there was some irreparable wound in that war.

"Mm-hmm," Sakura said, ruffling the ends of her hair, "thanks to you, I finally have a few years of my own life." ”

"Ahh By the way, Master, just a reminder, when you talk to me, you either learn to be quiet, or please put your phone to your ear, okay?" Sakura suggested. ”

"Why?"

"It's just...... You will be mistaken by passers-by for a nervous disorder if you 'talk to yourself' with such a rich expression. Sakura reminds her. ”

"Huh...... I know. ”

A moment later, the palace house, the treasury -

Sakura pushed open the door and saw Shirou lying asleep on the ground, surrounded by a pile of unassembled instruments.

"I actually fell asleep like this, it seems that I am really tired, in terms of repairing equipment, but it seems that I have lived well over the years, and I have grown stronger, so I saved his life back then." Sakura Misaka thought, muttering a little in her heart.

"Brother, are you awake?" Sakura leaned down, ready to wake Shirou.

"Wait a minute. Sakura Misaka interrupted Sakura Makiri.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that there are magic fluctuations in this storeroom, although it is only slight, is Shirou also a magician?"

"Well, Uncle Kiritsugu taught us some magic tricks during his lifetime, but my brother's talent doesn't seem to be very good, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm just worried that he's going to be a master too, something like that. After all, the magic fluctuations here are a bit similar to the magic array summoned by the demons. ”

"No," Sakura held her face suddenly, "I don't want to fight my brother." ”

"Before he wakes up, let's take a look, now we know that the spell may appear not only on the back of the hand, but also on the arm. ”

"But ......"

"Even if it's not, it reassures you, doesn't it? Of course, there's no malice. Sakura said encroachmently. ”

"Well, no malice, no malice......" Sakura leaned towards Shirou again, and reached for his sleeve, "This overalls are too tight, and my brother is wearing multiple clothes...... What to do............"

Sakura stretched out her hand to the buttons of Shirou's clothes, and slowly untied them one by one, but before she took off her work clothes, the flush on her face was about to rise to the peak, and the sweat crossed her pretty face: "Whew, whew...... What the hell am I doing?" muttered to herself.

"I just wanted to ask, Sakura-chan, what the hell are you doing...... What are you doing?" Shirou said, a little embarrassed.

Sakura was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her whole face was like a ripe apple: "Ahhhh

Shirou hurriedly held him up (minimal benefit): "It's okay, Sakura-chan." ”

"Eh, well, it's just...... See, brother's arm, are you okay?" Misaka Sakura switched out, imitating the tone of the Kiriri Sakura and said, this little girl is too uneasy to do.

"Oh, the injury?" Shirou rolled up his sleeves neatly, revealing what appeared to be a bruise, "I guess I accidentally touched something, it's okay, a small injury." ”

"It's not quite like the Spell, but it'............" Sakura Misaka frowned secretly.

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )