In the early hours of the morning, the night has not yet faded, and the sun has not yet announced its arrival to the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a room in Emiya's house in Fuyuki City, Japan, Emiya Shirou, with short red hair, opened his eyes in a tingling pain. Lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling of his home for a few seconds, he raised his right hand, which he felt tingling, above his head, and watched the changes on the back of his hand in the darkness.

The wonderful pattern outlined by the three strokes is slowly forming on the back of Emiya's hand, as if there is a pair of invisible hands holding some kind of magical paintbrush to depict, and the three red lines shine with a faint red light, even in the dark, Emiya Shirou can see it clearly.

When the pattern is fully painted, the red light disappears and the room returns to darkness.

"Here we go." With a soft sigh, Emiya Shirou closed his eyes again.

A few seconds later, Emiya Shirou opened his eyes, rolled over from his bed, and began his day's activities.

After getting dressed and going to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, Emiya Shirou came to the refrigerator and took out the ingredients that he had prepared yesterday evening. Shirou Emiya, who came to the kitchen, showed off his superb cooking skills, washing, chopping vegetables, and cooking in one go.

After everything was done, Emiya Shirou put the meal on the table and covered it with several covers to keep it warm.

Looking back at the clock hanging on the wall of the dining room, Emiya Shirou muttered in a low voice, "There is still time before Sakura comes." Well, let's go to the warehouse and clean that thing out first. ”

Passing through the hallway, Emiya Shirou stepped across the land of the garden and came to the warehouse on the side of Emiya's house. This is a place to store all kinds of miscellaneous items, and there are many items that are not used for many years, or some damaged items.

As a Japanese-style mansion, the Emiya Mansion needs such a small warehouse to store some strange things, not to mention that the previous owner here has accumulated a lot of miscellaneous items in this warehouse for various reasons.

A few years ago, Emiya Shirou lived in a warehouse for some reason, and at that time, he had sorted the items in the warehouse into categories. However, because I haven't been to the warehouse for a long time, the warehouse is now a bit messy.

But now, there is no need to organize everything, all that Emiya Shirou needs is to remove the clutter that has accumulated on the ground and let something carved on the ground reappear in the world.

After moving everything away, Emiya Shirou crouched down and stroked what was carved with white lines on the ground, with a smile of nostalgia and relief on his face.

With the movement of his stroke, the red/pattern on the back of his hand suddenly lit up, followed by a white light on the ground, and the thing had been activated.

I casually put my left hand on the back of my right hand to cut off the supply of magic in my body, so that the patterns on the back of my hand and the things on the ground calm down.

"It's not time yet."

Knock knock!

"Senior, it's time for breakfast."

Emiya Shirou stood up and turned to look at the entrance to the warehouse, where a long, blue-purple girl in a school uniform was standing. The girl's hair was tied up with a red ribbon on one side, and she was looking at Emiya Shirou with a gentle face.

"Ah, Sakura, are you here so early? Why don't you sleep more? ”

Sakura's face was shy, and she didn't dare to look Emiya Shirou's eyes directly, "Well, because I thought I was going to help." Outcome...... Senior, didn't I say that you can just give me breakfast? ”

"Haha, sorry, I woke up early today, so I made breakfast." With a haha, Emiya Shirou urged Sakura to leave quickly.

As she turned to leave the warehouse, Sakura glanced at something deep inside the warehouse, and a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes.

In fact, she came a little earlier than Emiya Shirou imagined, she had already come before knocking on the door, and naturally she saw Emiya Shirou touching the floor, and also saw the white light coming out of the thing on the floor.

[After all, is it inevitable? 】

"Senior, do you remember what I said yesterday?" Smiling, Sakura hides her true thoughts and asks a seemingly inconsequential question.

"Well, I remember Sakura you said you were going to bring one of your distant relatives here. It's just an extra pair of chopsticks, it's not a big deal, she's already here? ”

Sakura nodded and said, "I didn't see my senior when I entered the door before, so I asked her to wait in the living room." She's a big beauty, don't be surprised to see her! ”

"Uh-huh, got it."

Naturally, he took Emiya Shirou's right hand, and Sakura and his hand were interlocked, like a couple.

"It's itchy, Sakura." There was a tingling sensation from the back of his hand, and Emiya Shirou couldn't help but make a sound.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Senpai."

Feeling Sakura hurriedly let go of the hand he was holding tightly, Emiya Shirou suddenly had a feeling of loss, as if he couldn't hold Sakura's hand anymore after letting go this time.

So, Emiya Shirou decisively grabbed Sakura's hand, and although it was no longer in a state of interlocking fingers, he also firmly refused to let go.

After not taking a few steps, Emiya Shirou had to let go. He hadn't changed his living clothes yet, and he was about to go to school, so he needed to change into a school uniform.

"Sakura, you go to the restaurant first, I'll go change my clothes. Eat first, don't wait for me. ”

"Okay, senpai."

Looking at Emiya Shirou who left, Sakura's expression was very gloomy, she had just confirmed the authenticity of the thing on the back of Emiya Shirou's hand, and made sure that it was not painted by the seniors themselves.

By the time Shirou changed back into his school uniform and walked into the cafeteria, the food on the table was already halfway down.

A mature woman in a striped kaftan and cropped pants is gobbling it up, half of the food on the table that has gone into her stomach.

"Sister Fuji, when did you come?"

"I came in with Sakura...... As a result, Sakura saw that you were not there, so she went to look for you...... I really can't imagine that the distant relatives that Sakura said yesterday are so beautiful...... Well, without further ado, I need to get to school soon! While eating, while taking advantage of the time between swallowing food, Fujimura Taiga spoke without pause.

"Sister Teng, slow down, no one will rob you."

Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Emiya Shirou took a closer look at the distant relatives that Sakura had said.

Long lilac hair hangs down naturally, a pair of rimless glasses hangs on his delicate face, a black sweater on the upper body, and skinny jeans on the lower half. As Sakura said, this is a beauty, and a Western-style beauty.

The woman named Sister R was looking at Emiya Shirou with a smile on her face. Although nothing could be seen from her expression, Emiya Shirou knew that this woman was observing herself.

With a shrunk pupil, Emiya Shirou already recognized who this was, he would not forget Sister R's face, and he would not forget the taste of crawling on Sister R's back. Thinking of this, Emiya Shirou suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little hard.

It's a pity that now is not the time to explain everything, and the current Emiya Shirou still needs to act, pretending that he doesn't know anything.

A smile spread across Sister R's face, and she noticed the change in Emiya Shirou.

Boom!

Slapping the dishes and chopsticks on the table, Fujimura Taiga grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and walked out, telling Emiya Shirou and Sakura as he went.

"Hurry up, don't be late, if you're late, I won't intercede for you to let you in."

"Got it, Fujimura-sensei."

"Well, Sister Teng, hurry up, didn't your bonus just be deducted last month? Do you want to ...... this month?"

"Shut up! Shirou!! ”

The morning of Emiya's house was as joyful as ever.