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I changed the summary, giving a straight definition instead of a bad summary is better… probably.

Are the Julian and Sakura scenes any good? I just don't have that much of a frame of reference for them…

Ritsuka's troll check: Outstanding.

Chapter 08 – Joy/Bonding

"Ittekimasu!" Shirou announced. [1]

"Itterasshai!" Miyu responded. [2]

It has been three days since Miyu asked him to be her onii-chan. [3] Life has been good. The harmony inside the household was at its peak. Ritsuka does Ritsuka stuff, Shirou continues his training and routine, and Miyu gets spoilt by both of them most of the time. Everything was right in the world.

Ritsuka was muttering something about 'Huh, I didn't realize it before, but they really look like a married couple or a dangerous pedo and his victim' but he just ignored her.

Taking a step outside, he starts walks to the spot where he meets a certain person before going to school, his kouhai, Matou Sakura.

Sakura has observed her senpai ever since the day they met at the Archery club. That is why she instantly knew that there was something different about the person known as Emiya Shirou today. After a bit of small talk, she finally asked.

"Senpai, your smile is different today." She noted.

"What do you mean?" He questioned.

"How to say this, ummm, you look like you had a heavy burden lifted off of you." She observed. "When I first met senpai in the Archery club until the last time we met, you looked troubled by something, as if you were stuck between a rock and a hard place." [4]

"…" Shirou thought that Sakura was really sharp to see something like that. He was struggling to choose between Miyu and fulfilling Kiritsugu's dreams back then. Ritsuka was really persistent on convincing him to choose Miyu, and he was thankful for that. Because right here and now, he can say with complete confidence that he was happier than when he was just an empty boy who was chasing ideals not of his own.

"Senpai…?" Sakura's question returned Shirou to the present.

"Ah, sorry, I kind of dozed off there." He apologized. "But you're right, I made a decision about something that I was troubled over for a long time. And I think that I made the right choice." His smile was radiant, a far cry from previous ones.

Sakura thought that it was a truly wonderful thing to witness.

"Yosh, I guess it was only a faulty heating coil." Shirou grunted as he put away his tools. Going out of the room, he approached someone.

"Seitokaicho, I finished the repairs you asked for." Shirou told a teenage boy the same age as him. [5]

"Really? Thanks for the hard work." He replied.

"There are still other broken heaters, right? Where's the next one, Julian?"

"There's nothing else." Julian replied. "Those guys finally use the budget to fix them. That's the only one that was overlooked."

"I see, by the way, it's time for lunch, isn't it?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Well…"

"Emiya Shirou, why are you having lunch here?" Julian asked with his perpetually annoyed face.

"Because this is the only place where I can make tea." Shirou replied while pouring himself a cup. He wished that Julian told him about the thermos sooner.

"If you weren't here, this place would be my personal space." Complained Julian as he took a bite out of his calorie bar.

"Isn't it unhealthy for you to only eat that for lunch?" Shirou chided.

Ichigi Julian, he has a twisted personality, but he is one of the few friends that Shirou has. They talked about topics such as the great fire and the state of Fuyuki, but today's conversation is going to be different.

"What's with the grin?" He questioned.

"Sakura brought it up earlier too… something about how I look different than usual." He wondered if he was that easy to read.

"Your face looks more revolting than it usually does. What are you even happy about?"

"You see, I made a decision about something. And I think that I made the right choice." Shirou repeated the answer he gave to Sakura. That was all there was to it, he thinks that Sakura and Julian were just making a big deal over him smiling.

"I see, I think that whatever choice you decided on, it was the right one." Julian responded with uncharacteristic approval.

Shirou was both shocked and curious at Julian's unexpected response. "Why?" He questioned.

With a huff, Julian responded. "Let me tell you something." He began. "I don't mind lies. That said, fakers who put on an act for no reason at all makes me want to vomit. Until now, that was all your smile was about. Your grin today is indeed disgusting, but since it isn't an empty one, it's a lot better than that act. If your choice got rid of something so disgusting, then it was probably the right one." He finished.

"…I see, I had no idea…" Shirou muttered. 'So that's what I look like to others, I could see Ritsuka giving me an 'I told you so' look right about now.'

'Now I'm curious, what would he answer to that question?' Shirou wondered.

"Hey Julian." Shirou called out.

"I told you that I would only talk to you during lunch." Julian snapped.

"Let's say that the great fire that occurred five years ago happens again, and this time, in a scale that covers the entire world. If you would choose to sacrifice one person to save everyone else. How would you choose?"

"…" Julian suddenly stopped in his tracks and became silent.

"Julian?" Shirou worriedly called out.

"You say someone, who is it specifically?" Julian asked.

"Hmmm, nobody in particular, it's just a hypothetical question anyways. Let's just say it's your imouto—"

"Imouto." Julian interrupted.

"…Huh?" Shirou thought that Julian and Sakura surprisingly had the same answer.

"Imouto, that's my answer." Taking Shirou's involuntary reaction as asking for clarification, he repeated his answer.

At this point, Shirou wanted to ask why, but looking at the time, it seems that he would be late. He should probably ask about it next time.

"I see… Julian, I didn't know you were a siscon." He uttered with a straight face.

"NANI?!" Julian exclaimed at the accusation. Unfortunately for him, Shirou was already leaving before he could vent his indignation at the perpetrator.

"I still have my club activities, see ya." Shirou said as he swiftly left the premises.

'Huh, I think Ritsuka is a bad influence on me.' Was his last thought as he went to the archery range.

*Thwack*

Another arrow hit the bullseye. Shirou repeated the steps in shooting the arrow once more.

Correct the footing.

Adjust the posture.

Knock the arrow.

Raise the bow.

Pull the arrow.

Aim at target.

Loose the arrow.

Remain in position.

And finally, lower the bow. [6]

Shirou performed each step with perfection. It was as if he was a machine rather than a man.

*Clap*x5

"Were you watching the entire time, Sakura?" Shirou looked away from the targets to ask his kouhai both in school and archery.

"Yes!" Sakura responded enthusiastically. "Senpai is simply addictive to watch."

"Addictive?" Shirou questioned.

"I love the way you shoot, pure and synchronized, without wasted movements. It's like senpai is the bow itself." Sakura praised. "It's a pity that we're the only ones in the club."

"It can't be helped, because of the great fire, there weren't a lot of people who wanted to stay here." Or because they were dead, was left unsaid.

"Besides, you're also getting a lot better Sakura." Shirou quickly changed the subject to avoid such a dark topic. "You'll catch up in no time."

"Your expectations are too high senpai." Sakura sighed. "I don't think that there is anyone who can win against senpai in archery."

Their conversation continued until they separated.

"Okaerinasai, onii-chan." Miyu welcomed him back.

"Tadaima, Miyu." Shirou returned.

Waiting for Miyu's approach, he tightened his hold on the bag. But as he waited, he realized that she was fidgeting. After a few seconds of waiting, she finally spoke.

"Onii-chan, can I get a kiss?" She blushed a bit as she vocalized her request.

"Guh?!" Shirou was shocked by her request. Immediately, he searched for the culprit, and found her wearing a teasing smile and eyes that enjoy watching her victim squirm, from just behind a wall. As they made eye contact, she waved her hand, showing a camera. Shirou decided that he should defuse the situation as fast as possible.

"Ummm, Miyu, why do you want to kiss?" He has to ask the reason and motivation first.

"It's because onee-chan said that's how you show your love for someone." Miyu brimmed with expectation.

'Oh, that's easy then. It's good that the explanation is simple.' With a plan formed, Shirou moved into action.

Dropping his bag and taking a single knee on the ground, he brushed by Miyu's front hair, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"There." Shirou looked past Miyu and found Ritsuka giving a satisfied smile as she waved around a photo. Thankfully, it seems that there was nothing else, still, he couldn't help but think that she made him dance in the palm of her hands.

Miyu was ecstatic. She received a kiss from her onii-chan! Her face was flushed as she made a sloppy expression. As she recovered from her trance-like state, she decided to do something.

"Onii-chan." As her onii-chan turned his face towards her direction, she pressed her lips on his, a shock ran through her body at the contact. She separated her lips from his with a joyous smile. After all, she has to show her love to her onii-chan too. "I love you too!" She silently contemplated what kind of feeling it was, but she couldn't put her finger around it.

Shirou was shocked once more, he clearly walked into that trap without suspecting a single thing. But as he looked past Miyu again, he saw that Ritsuka was denying her involvement in this event while waving another photo. 'Huh, then Miyu…' Ritsuka may be a very cunning and teasing, but she always claimed responsibility for her actions. He wished that she stopped her silent laugh though. She was clutching her hand to her stomach as she desperately tried to stop her laughter while waving another photo.

Miyu was oblivious to the consequences of her actions.

"Miyu-chan, you should read this." Her onee-chan said as she handed over a book.

"Ummm, Generic Fantasy Love Story #1?" Miyu felt like it was a horrible title, but she couldn't figure out why. Most of the books she read were titled Math I, Science II, Encyclopedia III, Japanese History IV, or something similar, but the book her onee-chan gave just felt wrong for some reason. It was also the first time she saw a book like this.

"By the way, here's the photo." Onee-chan handed over a photo of onii-chan kissing her forehead. Feeling bashful, she took it and averted her eyes from her onee-chan's own pair.

"Thank you, onee-chan."

"Don't forget to read the book alright?" Onee-chan insisted.

"Understood." As her onee-chan left the room, she opened the book and gazed upon its first page. Once upon a time…

Miyu had a lot of complaints about the book, especially the scientific side of her. There were also events that didn't make sense. Like why would a dragon even kidnap a princess?

Although she admits that it was fun to read. The struggles of the childhood friend prince with his own fear of the dragon and the love that pushes him forward, the princess' despair that she couldn't be saved and hope that there would be something that would help her or her love, and the various characters who helped and antagonized the protagonists along the way.

All of them made it an enjoyable read that made her imagination think of things that she never thought of before.

Oh, she was at the epilogue now. Her experienced eyes that had read through thousands of pages blazed through the words just as she had done from the start until now. It seems that they were holding a ceremony that would bind them together with the person they love. Finally, the book ended with… the prince and the princess… finishing the ceremony… with a kiss… on the lips…

'Oh, just like what I did with onii-chan.' As the realization sinks in, her face combusted. She did such a daring thing! A kiss between lovers! How was she supposed to face him now? She would die of shame!

Miyu rolled around the futon in her bunny onesie, trying to relieve herself of the embarrassment via physical exertion. All of a sudden, the door of the room opened.

"Miyu, I'm here." Shirou stated. "Eh? Why are you disheveled like that? Come here, let me fix it for you." He approached Miyu and started tidying her up. Fixing the creases on her clothes and straightening her messy hair.

Miyu froze at contact. She desperately tried to hide her face by looking at the floor. Her blush burned harder as her onii-chan tidied her up.

"Miyu, what's wrong?" He asked in concern.

"I-i-it's n-n-n-noth-h-h-ing!" She stuttered, unable to regain her calm.

"Are you sure?" He pushed.

"Y-y-y-es!" Miyu lied down on her side, with her facing away from her onii-chan's gaze.

Her heart pounded as she waited for what would happen next. After some time, onii-chan laid down beside her and spooned her from behind. Usually, she would snuggle closer, but right now, she has a case of crippling shyness.

"Errr, Miyu." Shirou began. "if you don't want to sleep together anymore, I can always leave." He suggested.

Miyu realized that her onii-chan was misunderstanding the source of her discomfort. "NO!" She suddenly blurted. "Ummm, it's not that. It's… about the kiss. I'm just… a bit embarrassed right now."

"Huh? But you looked fine when you kissed me though?" He questioned.

"I… didn't know that a kiss could have that kind of meaning." She admitted. "Onee-chan gave me a book that helped explain it, so I know about it now." She snuggled herself closer to prove her sincerity.

Shirou was suspicious. "What kind of book is it?" He asked.

Miyu regaled her onii-chan about the story of Generic Fantasy Love Story #1 (Shirou cringed at the title), a story of bravery, fantasy, and happy endings. "And at the end, they kissed each other on the lips." She murmured as her blush intensified once more.

Fortunately, it seems that the book was safe to read for young children. At the very least, he can confirm that it had no bad influence on her. "Miyu, let's go to sleep, it's pretty late already." He gently reminded.

"Un, good night onii-chan, I love you." She bashfully agreed.

"I love you too, Miyu." Shirou returned as he rubbed her head until she slept. He followed shortly after.

"So, Miyu-chan, how was the book?" Onee-chan asked as she sips her tea.

"It was a good book. Thank you for explaining it to me."

As onee-chan puts down her teacup, she drops a bomb on Miyu. "So… did you like kissing Shirou?"

"Eh?! Ummm…. I—er—" Miyu floundered, completely caught off guard by the sudden attack.

Ritsuka silently celebrated the fact that she finally got Miyu flustered. She took a photo of it as commemoration.

*Ka-chick*

"O-onee-chan! Give that to me!" Unfortunately, Miyu still had the presence of mind to realize that an embarrassing photo of her was taken.

"Hahaha! You'll never take me alive!" They ran all over the house, Ritsuka baiting Miyu, only for her to take off immediately as soon as Miyu caught up to her. After a while, Miyu began to get tired, and eventually, she could no longer move her body.

Miyu was left wheezing at the never before level of exertion she just went through. She looked at her onee-chan, and saw her no worse for wear, waving around the photo while dancing. 'Unfair…' Miyu thought. 'How can she still be so energetic after all that?' She tried putting strength in her arms and legs, but it was no use, she couldn't get up. Her mind was also having difficulty concentrating.

Before she knew it, onee-chan picked her up and returned to the dining room. As she was deposited on a seat, onee-chan sat on the other side and continued drinking her tea calmly.

"Miyu-chan, let's make a deal." Ritsuka declared in a Gendo pose. "If you tell me how it felt when you kissed Shirou, I'll give you the photo." Her eyes expressed her amusement at the situation.

"Guh!" Miyu knew that she can't get the photo from her onee-chan, but she was hesitant to accept the deal.

Ritsuka, sensing that Miyu needed a push, added an incentive. "I'll even give you a bonus." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a photo. Miyu's eyes widened in shock and her face flushed a deep red. It was a photo of Miyu kissing her onii-chan on the lips.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" Miyu accepted the proposal in panic.

"Well then…" She walked slowly, savoring the feeling of victory. As she plopped down, right next to Miyu, she handed over the photos. "With this, I have fulfilled my end of the bargain." She gazed at Miyu with silent expectation.

"Ummm…" Miyu checked both photos. Indeed, they were the ones that her onee-chan promised to give her. As she contemplated on what to do, she realized that there was no escaping this. If she took off with the photos, she would easily be caught, and with onii-chan out in school, she didn't have any backup. With that, there was only one option to take. 'Onee-chan, how cunning.'

With hands clenching in indignity and red-faced from what she was about to do, she held up her end of the bargain.

"Kissing onii-chan… felt good." Her blush intensified.

Ritsuka waved her hand, as if to say, 'go on, continue'.

"My body… felt all tingly afterwards." Miyu looked like she was about to faint. "And I like it."

"Fufufu, that's enough Miyu. Thank you for your cooperation." As Miyu slumped down in relief, she never saw the impish smile that her onee-chan sported.

'I… I'll get revenge for this… somehow!' Was Miyu's only thought.

'Miyu is being really clingy today.' Shirou observed. The moment he got home, she clung to him and sent glares at Ritsuka's direction. She remained unflappable, even when having scrutiny thrown her way. What she did to Miyu, he didn't know, but it certainly left her angry.

Now that they have finished their meals, it should be the best time to ask some questions. As he sipped on some tea to relax himself—

"Kissing onii-chan… felt good." Shirou did a perfect spit take after hearing Miyu's voice say that. Ritsuka was holding up something that seems to be the source.

*Cough**Cough**Cough*

Shirou entered a coughing fit. "W-what was—""My body… felt all tingly afterwards… and I like it." It continued.

As Shirou coughed out the remaining liquid in his lungs and processed the words. He looked at Miyu who was beside him. She seems to have reached the maximum redness available for the face, her eyes were swirling, and her entire body trembled from embarrassment. As she turned her head to look at him, she flailed her arms and opened her mouth to explain.

"*&^%$# !" Unfortunately, all Shirou heard was gibberish. 'Maybe it's fine to give in to my embarrassment too—no, if I give in, there won't be anyone to stop Ritsuka's antics.' He pushed down his own sense of shame like he did every time something like this happens and tried to resolve the situation.

"Kissing onii-chan… felt good. My body… felt all tingly afterwards… and I like it." It repeated. It made Miyu curl into a ball in a vain attempt to hide herself.

"Can you stop that?" Shirou demanded.

Ritsuka returned the device to her pocket. She already got what she wanted anyways, a photo of Shirou doing a spit take.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't resist." Ritsuka halfheartedly apologized. "It's not often that I could tease Miyu you know? Most of what I say flies over her head, but not this time."

"You made her lock herself up in her room because of that." Shirou complained.

"What? Are you worried that you would have no one to spend the night with?" She teased.

"Stop that double entendre of yours. Be a bit more serious." He grumbled.

"Serious huh. Then Shirou, when are you going to tell her?" Ritsuka asked with solemnity.

It took him a few moments to get what she was talking about. "Oh, I honestly forgot about that." He guiltily replied. "But… I don't want to end these happy days, at least not for now." He added as he saw Ritsuka about to lecture him again about his decisions.

"I see, I wish the best for the both of you." She earnestly encouraged.

The truth. About Miyu's family, about their original motivations in rescuing her, and about himself as he is now compared to the past. Someday, Shirou was going to tell Miyu everything, but that day was not today. Still, it's better to have a deadline. 'Hmmm the date would be…' As Shirou was thinking of when he would do it, Ritsuka spoke up.

"Christmas or New Year." She declared. "Those two are probably the best dates to do it."

"I don't think that Fuyuki is in a state to celebrate New Year anymore." Shirou pointed out.

"Oh, you're right… I guess Christmas is the only option left." Most of the other festivals were out too for obvious reasons.

"Got it. Christmas huh, we never celebrated it before." He remarked.

"Come to think of it, I never saw any celebration in this house before." She noted.

"That's because I'm used to not celebrating them at all." He explained. "I was always travelling with the old man. We never had any time for those kinds of stuff."

"I guess I should've taken the initiative then." With a big smile, she gave a promise. "Shirou, I will definitely show the both of you how celebrations should be. Oh, before I forget, when is your and Miyu's birthday? I'll have to prepare for those days too."

"…" Shirou thought about it. He didn't know how to celebrate occasions like those, so it was logical to let Ritsuka handle it but…

"Don't worry, I'll hold off on doing my mischief, at least for those days." She assured.

He could probably take those words seriously. After all, Ritsuka has never broken a promise ever since the first time they met. Speaking of which…

"Fine, I accept. My birthday is April 15, Miyu's is July 20." He specified.

"Eh? Your birthday is just around the corner… you should've told me about it sooner." She complained.

"Let's not do any birthdays until I tell Miyu everything. And Miyu should have her birthday first before mine." He proposed.

Ritsuka snorted. "You're such a siscon Shirou."

He couldn't say anything against that. He spoils Miyu silly, and he pampers her every time she wants to.

"By the way." He changed the subject. "What happened to your investigation?" He was curious to know about the cause of the darkness that covered Fuyuki that day.

"I found the perpetrators, but I never managed to find out how it happened." She casually answered. "And I never found my objective even after I looked all over Fuyuki…"

'!' Shirou was surprised at her skill. She found out that kind of thing without alerting them, hell, even he himself didn't notice, and he lived together with her.

"From what I can gather, they didn't actually mean to cause that disaster." She reported. "It was a competition that had seven participants, whose identities I don't know. They overlayed the existence of Heroic Spirits on themselves using cards specifically made for that purpose. As you can surmise, they are weaker since they are fakes. As for what they were fighting for… I don't really know."

"…If finding out the cause of the disaster wasn't your goal, then what is?" All this time, Shirou thought that was her goal, but it seems that Ritsuka confused him yet again. He didn't bother asking for the names of the perpetrators, if she didn't want to hide it, she would've straight up told him already.

"Sorry Shirou, I can't tell you that. This is one of those things that are too dangerous to be spoken to others, but rest assured, I am doing it for a good cause." Her voice was filled with sincerity.

"…If you go down the wrong path then…" Shirou cut off his words, there was no need to continue. He already sent the message across.

"Well, you aren't going to be the first person to smack some sense into me if that really happens." She told him with a fond smile on her lips.

"You know senpai, I'm happy." Sakura declared.

"What's this all of a sudden?" Shirou was confused at her statement.

"You see, I just realized that you confided in me about your troubles back then. Although I may not know the reason why your question was like that, I'm glad that my answer helped you." She cheerfully skipped along the road, and as she was at a few feet away from Shirou, she twirled and spoke. "Senpai, thank you for trusting me. I hope that whenever you need help, you would always remember that there is someone who would be there to lend their strength for you." Her bright expression showed her commitment to her words.

Shirou, in response to that. "It was a dream."

"Eh?"

"A dream that I inherited from my old man." He wistfully reminisced. "A world without conflict, a world where nobody has to cry anymore. I threw that ideal away, all for the sake of someone's happiness." He stared straight into Sakura's eyes and asked. "Tell me Sakura, after hearing all that, do you still think that I made the right choice?"

"Yes." She answered without hesitation. "I told you before, right? It's simply natural to protect those you love."

"…" Shirou was stunned at Sakura's faithfulness to her own values, unlike him who threw it all away.

"Since you told me your secret, I'll let you in on mine." She looked up to the leaves about to wilt away, just like when they first met and proclaimed her secret. "These mundane days are the happiest time of my life. I have you, senpai, who is nice to me, I get to go to school even if there aren't many students, I get to study, and join a club. I think that being able to live like this is what can be called happiness." She finished with a slightly embarrassed face. "Although, I guess it sounds a bit corny…"

"No." Shirou replied. "I think so too." With a beaming smile, he agreed with Sakura. He could understand what she was trying to say. These days where he spends time with his family made him happier than when he was following Kiritsugu. It may be selfish but… He decided that he wanted to be happy.

"I'm glad you think so." Sakura returned with her own radiant smile.

"You're still eating that, Julian?" Shirou commented as he poured tea for the both of them.

"It's none of your business." Julian brushed off.

"Do you want me to cook for you?" Shirou offered. If he was going to cook for Julian, he would have a reason to use the kitchen.

"Don't say such disgusting things." Julian rejected.

"Heeeeeh, then what about making your imouto make lunch for you?" He probed.

"Erika can't—" Julian realized his blunder.

"Erika huh. So that's the name of your imouto, you siscon." He teased.

Julian glared at him. "Hooooh, what are you trying to get at?"

"Nothing, I'm just thinking that even you have a soft spot for someone." He waved away Julian's scrutiny. "But I'm curious, why would you choose your imouto over the life of everyone else?"

"…This is a continuation of that question from before, isn't it?" Shirou confirmed with a nod. "Why would I tell you anything?"

"It's fine if you don't want to answer. I won't push." He backed off.

As silence returned to the room. They continued eating.

"There! It's finished, now you do it Shirou." Ritsuka said.

Right now, Ritsuka was teaching both Miyu and Shirou how to tie Miyu's hair into elaborate braids.

"…Onee-chan, why do we need to do this?" Miyu questioned. "Isn't it faster to use elastic hair bands?"

Seeing that Miyu didn't share her enthusiasm, Ritsuka strokes her chin and thinks up of how to motivate her. Turning Miyu to face Shirou, she asked a question.

"Shirou, doesn't Miyu-chan look gorgeous?" She presented.

"Well…" Miyu's cheeks went aflame as she faced Shirou, she still hasn't fully recovered from the antics of Ritsuka. Shirou's face had a bit of red in it too, seeing Miyu become embarrassed made him remember what happened. "Yeah, it makes her look more mature." He gave his honest assessment.

"Did you hear that Miyu-chan? Your onii-chan there called you pretty because of the braid." She told her. "I can teach you and Shirou how to do it too."

She approached closer to Miyu and whispers to her ears. "When Shirou braids your hair, he can see how beautiful you are, AND he would spend time with you." She advertised.

"Ummm… ok…" She murmured.

"There! You heard her Shirou, time to get braiding." She declared.

"Wait, why are you approaching me?" He questioned.

"We can't braid your hair if we don't get near obviously." She answers.

Unfortunately, instead of braiding lessons, they ended up playing with each other's hairs.

The photo taken showed a nonplussed male teen, a playful female teen, and a joyful young girl. All with stupid hairstyles of course.

[1] It's something like: I'm leaving the house.

[2] It's something like: Take care.

[3] The event happened in Friday, so right now, Monday is the date.

[4] Shirou was being bugged by Ritsuka during this period, so his stress is more pronounced, or so I think what would happen.

[5] Student council president.

[6] Steps in Kyudo, correct me if I am wrong though.

AN:

Ahhh, I couldn't write a good scene on Julian and Sakura, damn. Wish they had more scenes about this.

Troll powah has stolen slice of life scenes this chapter. Your dice roll is pretty strong this time Ritsuka.

The scene of Shirou revealing the truth will come early, but they won't go to the gravesite until canon date.

The last season, winter, shall now begin next chapter. After one or two chapters after that, we will have fight scenes… I hope.

You guys can send scene requests, but don't expect me to actually do it.

Right now, I reply by PM to reviews, should I reply in this section of the fic or should I just continue like this?

Timeskip to November/December ?

Shirou – 16, 6 months till 17 April 15

Miyu – 9, 9 months till 10 July 20

Sakura – 15, 5 months till 16 March 2