After sitting for a while, I calmed down. It is strange, of course, to realize that someone can achieve the same result without sacrificing anything at all… I was afraid that by asking too much from the World, I might lose everything before everything started. I was thinking how to avoid it, not to become someone like Saber ... but in the end, everything is useless? Some stupid card can give me powers comparable to Servants.
— It's okay,— I stroke Saber in response like a kitten.
I sat the girl on my lap. Her emotions are no longer hidden behind a mask of impartiality, as it seemed to me at the beginning.
What kind of absurdity is going on in her world? Why do people get the power of Heroes? Can this be called a War for the Holy Grail? Do people fight in the guise of famous Heroes? Then… what did this child go through and, most importantly, why is she here?
Even so, she… I hope that kid is alive. I still have to report to him about my younger sister.
— I'll take care of you,— I tell her, ruffling her hair.
— But... why?
— You're Emiya, that's why. How can I look him in the eye if something happens to you?
And that was enough for her.
I felt responsible. That feeling when I was responsible for other people's lives... only this time I already have the strength and I won't be so indecisive. I will become a hero for this little girl… Again. Clenching my teeth, go ahead, no matter what I meet, but I will definitely overcome it. I may not have the traits that are inherent in the real Emiya Shiro, but I will go to the end. If I can't save one single person, then I'm of no use.
Thus, I am obliged to put an end to everything. To put an end not only in this world, but also in that. Even though it's stupid, but does it really need more to fight? Just to make this girl happy.
Just…
— She came with you, — turned to the blonde, who tried to look elegant, even a touch of arrogance is present.
— Miyu is under my protection… Can you explain what's going on?
Again?
Sighing, I decided to tell her my story too:
- In short, I'm not the Emiya Shiro you fell for, but I came from another world, like Miyu. Completely different, not related to yours or hers in any way, although there are similarities, for example, Emiya Shiro is present in all of them. What to do, the Second Magic works wonders.
— Teacher Zelretch, - the blonde nodded, seemingly completely satisfied with the answer, but the faces express concern.
— I couldn't do without his bearded face,- I sigh. It is doubtful that Gilgamesh organized it himself... Ea, of course, is capable of breaking space, but I doubt that it is to such an extent. — I have to thank you.
— Don't, I didn't do anything for you. I didn't fall for anyone, why thank me?
For a second I pondered the construction given out by the confused girl. When did he just have time?
- You're lying worse than Rin, — I state a quite obvious fact. Both girls twitched as if struck by lightning, their faces both scared and panicked. - Cool down. I just... wanted to say thank you for taking Miyu on bail. It must be hard to take care of a person if there are not even documents. Now there is nowhere without it.
— There were no difficulties for the noble Edelfelt family. August made fake documents.
— That's how it is... - I thought about it. But it's true that magicians have quite large powers in this field and there is nothing surprising in the fact that documents were made for the girl in a matter of hours, as you can see. — In that case, will you help with the documents for Saber?
— Why should I agree to this?
— I will tell you how to win the heart of a local Shiro.
- Hello, August? - the blonde immediately took out her phone and began to call.
Rin and Saber looked at it in surprise. And if Rin was almost gnashing her teeth, then Saber is simply amazed.
- Shiro, are you sure I need documents?
- I have no idea, but life in modern society has its difficulties and I need to be able to communicate with you in a human way, in the end," Saber answers. - Yes, and Sella will lose three skins if she sees you at home. So at least there will be an excuse and you will be able to meet with me freely.
- Shiro, you took care of everything! Saber's eyes are shining, she is delighted. She needs so little to be happy.
— Since when do you go along with a stranger? - the Tosaka Rin Circus has started. She looked at the blonde Edelfelt with suspicion and discontent.
— Oho-ho-ho, the Edelfelt family, unlike the Tosaka beggars who hide behind their nobility, has the resources for a small charity.
- What?!
Rushing to Edelfelt, Rin started a fight and did not even forget, like a cat, to grab her hair ... but I must admit that the blonde makes a high-quality capture. I didn't expect to see a German suplex. Even Rin went crazy when she met floor.
Objectively speaking, Edelfelt is in a better position. Anyway, a skinny Rin does not look like a rival of this figure-skater "princess".
— Maybe I can help them? Miyu looked up at me.
— Sorceresses fighting for a male, photos in color ... will figure out for themselves what to get involved in? A great example of how not to behave in society. A moment of attention, — I shouted to them, turning more to the blonde. — Until you have started the active phase of the struggle, you should settle a couple of details about the Saber documents.
— Yes! — the blonde instantly jumped up, putting herself in order with a single movement.
- Her name is Arturia, - I point to Saber.
— August? Did you hear everything? - yes, when did she have time? Just said it, and she's already on the phone talking!
Yeah…
How can we keep a serious mood here when the absurd is happening every second?
— You were talking about the Release spell. How does it work? - it was necessary to find out this moment, however, another trump card.
Forgetting about the duet on the heart for a while, the three of us started practical classes. After taking Archer's card from Rin, he began to train according to Miyu's explanations.
Take a card, create Liberation, profit!
— Liberation! — I stood there for a few seconds, trying to understand how it affected me. I looked at my hands... dark skin... sleeves made of familiar red fabric… — I bet the hair is standing up straight and it's completely white.
— That's right, Shiro. You're Archer! Saber is amazed. - Shiro, say something Archer-like.
- Um ... ahem, - I tried to give my face impartiality and the expression "everything is going according to plan". - Gacha is a bad civilization.
— Complete similarity! - she's thrilled…
— People are supposed to die if they are killed.
Control shot... Saber hovered… But I was talking outright nonsense, which Archer would never utter for anything in his life.
Promising to make a list of the preferences of the real Shiro for Miss Edelfelt, I said goodbye to everyone and went home. I hope this blonde knows how to take care of children and... we need to figure out how to limit Miyu's participation in card mining. Saber and I are enough to go up against any Servants. A little help from the witches is quite appropriate, but no more.
At least take this stick and use it yourself!
Wait a minute…
No, this is nonsense.
But…
Come to think of it, I've never seen a Caster version of one dreamy king of Britain.
Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense!
There were no problems with entering the house, and Saber, in general, entered the spiritual form and calmly escorted me to my room.
When I was getting ready for bed, Saber gave out a typical phrase for her:
- Shiro, let me guard you.
— Back to the old... better get some rest too... damn, - it dawned on me how it would look from the outside. I had forgotten about disguise. I didn't really sweat it before, because the phrase "Saber is a distant relative of Kiritsugu" was enough for Taiga. And here, when there are two nannies still living in the house and it's a little dangerous to shoot in front of them... and okay, Illiya, she can be persuaded. No matter how you look at it, everything is very uncomfortable. All this time she was looking at me, waiting for an explanation. - Well, for the time being, I don't want to give myself away in front of the maids,- I sigh. - However, you can get a sleepover with me.
Metaphorically, I wave my hand at this.
What, in general, is the difference? Brought a girl home, so what? We should be happy.
I didn't have time to do anything, as…
— Brother, you're back! - Illiya came into the room, already in pajamas... just remembered. Why, I ask, is he not sleeping? — And who is this?
— It's Saber, — I sigh. Do I have to carry it with me so that I don't have to explain it twice? — With the help of a magical ritual, I summoned her.
A look full of suspicion and jealousy, which indicates that Illiya does not fully cope with the thought "He is my brother, but not my brother", made it clear that the girl is against any women around me.
How can she live later when she realizes that this is a damn harem with her brother in the title role?
It's going to be hard for her.
I left these two to figure out what was what, and I went to the bathroom to rinse myself.
And on his return, he found a cheerful Illiya ... and, it seems, he and Saber became friends. I just don't know if it's good or not.
— By the way, Illiya, why aren't you sleeping?
— I couldn't sleep while my brother was wandering around somewhere!
- Mmm... do you want me to show you magic? - I instantly change the subject and take an Archer class card out of my pants pocket.
- Shiro, did you steal the card from Rin?!
- Forgot to return, Saber, and these are different things.
To entertain the child, I used Liberation again.
Strange feelings... it's like I feel a Heroic Spirit... his feelings ... aspirations ... I can say for sure that in this mode it will be much easier for me to use my powers.
— As long as this world stands, I will go forward, - again I say a meaningless phrase, but ... Saber again. Even Illiya fell for this hook!
— Ah... can I have one? - it is quite expected that the girl wanted too.
— So be it, — I take the card out of me.
Under my careful guidance, helping Illiya to use the map. I don't think it's dangerous... with anyone, but I'm sure of this guy. He won't harm her.
— Liberation! — little sister used the card and in a moment...
- Damn bastard, lolicon bastard, - hissed through clenched teeth.
Illiya outfit, unlike mine, was not closed... Not at all... no pants... T-shirts... Only a top that barely covers the chest... but underneath... it... at least covers...
I need to calm down.
This bastard... And also a Hero!
Illiya and Archer are not compatible... so write it down. Some kind of obscenity, but she is only ten years old ... Brrr!