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A revisit to every season. Remember: Spring and Autumn are reversed, so are Summer and Winter.
Some magibabble that may or may not actually be accurate.
The happy days…
Chapter 11 – Seasons/Blissfulness
Spring has come once again. The wilting leaves fell from the trees and littered the path to school. At the gate, a girl was walking together with her senpai.
"Same time senpai?" She asked.
"Same time." He answered.
As for what they were talking about…
"Dammit!" Shirou exclaimed. "What are we doing wrong?" He was carefully tasting the bento made by Sakura. They agreed that an impartial tasting was better than trying it themselves.
"Don't be too discouraged senpai." Sakura placated as she took a bite on the bento given to her. "We are improving little by little. No matter how small it is, progress is progress."
"Emiya Shirou, stop bringing in more people here." Julian complained.
"Hehe, even if you say that, you can't resist it can't you?" Shirou stated with a smug grin.
Julian wanted to deny his words, but his arms betrayed him as it brought food into his mouth. 'Grrr! Why is it so delicious?!' He couldn't stop himself from eating the food given to him. To think that he could be bribed by food…
"Well, Ritsuka's food is the best in the world." Shirou declared with utter certainty. "There's no need to feel bad about getting hooked on it."
"Hm?" Julian raised his head to stare at Shirou. "Ritsuka?"
"She's my older sister." Shirou fished out a picture from his pocket. "This is how she looks."
Red hair, golden brown eyes, similar facial features… after checking the important parts, Julian can definitely agree that this girl is Emiya Shirou's older sister.
"What's the matter Julian? Could it be…?" Shirou had an unusually mischievous smile on his face. "Did you fall in love with her?"
Julian choked and Sakura giggled at their interaction.
After dislodging the threat to his continued life, he denied the accusation. "No, I am not!"
"Even if she was the one who made those heavenly food we bring to school?" Shirou advertised.
Julian paused at that, but he composed himself and refused. "Still no."
"Too bad." Shirou sighed. "I really wanted to practice my shovel speech." [1]
'Emiya has really gotten more annoying these days…' Julian thought.
"It can't be helped I guess." Shirou bemoaned. "You're probably saving yourself for your imouto, you siscon."
"Why you…!" Julian's patience reached its limit. He stood up, chasing Shirou who was already running away from him.
'The both of them get along really well.' Sakura thought as she drank her tea. It was delicious, maybe she should ask her senpai about the leaves…
"Are we doing this right?" Shirou asked.
"Sorry, senpai, I have never been on a date before." Sakura replied.
That's right, they were on a date. If wandering around with no destination in mind can even be called a date. Ritsuka badgered him to ask Sakura out on a date since she said that Sakura was the type of girl that wouldn't take the initiative in a relationship. She was too much of a busybody, that Ritsuka… though he can't really complain seeing Sakura so radiant today.
"I should've planned something, sorry Sakura." He apologized.
"Ahh, no, no. I'm already happy just being with senpai." She was really surprised that her senpai of all people asked her out on a date, but she wasn't going to complain about it.
"Still…" Shirou didn't know where to take her. Most of the establishments like restaurants, museums, amusement parks, aquariums, and others, were already closed due to the Fuyuki disaster.
"Hmmm, then senpai, let's treat our cooking research as dates?" She suggested uncertainly.
"Well…" They were both passionate in cooking, and dating was supposed to be doing something both parties like. "I guess that's fine."
Sakura beamed at him. "Then every school day is a date senpai."
Like this, their relationship progressed.
"Miyu-chan, I'm going to borrow Shirou for the entire day tomorrow, ok?" Ritsuka declared out of the blue.
"Eh? I never heard about this?" Shirou replied in surprise.
"…Is it important?" Miyu asked.
"Yes." Ritsuka answered. "I know it's going to be hard on you, but please bear with it. It is a very important matter you see."
It was going to be the first time that she would be all alone in the house, but she will endure. And her onee-chan has a serious face on, that alone speaks of how important it is.
"Please go ahead, onee-chan. I will be alright." Miyu assured her onii-chan.
"…If you're sure then…" Shirou agreed apprehensively.
"Come to the shed after breakfast, Shirou. This is a very important matter."
The next morning came quickly. After they finished breakfast, Ritsuka told him to come to the shed when he was finished.
"Are you really going to be fine Miyu?" Shirou worriedly asked.
"Un." Miyu replied with a nod. "Do your best, onii-chan."
Bowing down, Shirou kissed Miyu's forehead and ruffled her hair. "Do your best too."
"Y-yes!" She happily replied.
Shirou left for the shed, intent on learning what Ritsuka thinks was important enough to warrant something like this.
"Wait, why am I strapped on a table?!" Shirou was quite unnerved by this. He didn't know what is going through Ritsuka's mind right now.
"Since it's your birthday tomorrow I wanted to give you something. I decided to give my gift to you a day in advance since this will probably take a pretty long time." Ritsuka explained.
"What kind of gift needs someone to be strapped on a table?!"
"How ungrateful, I'm going to give you something that most Magi would kill for you know." Shirou was both intrigued and wary. "I'm going to give you a Magic Crest."
"H-hold on!" Magic Crest considered a Magus' most important possession. Passed through generation after generation of descendants, this thing was something that Magi would willingly give their lives to protect or obtain, but— "We're not related. Even if you give me your Magic Crest, my body will just reject it."
"I think you have a bit of a misunderstanding about Magic Crests, but don't worry, I'm not planning on giving you my own Magic Crest. Here, a brand-new Magic Crest made for you!" [2]
"But Ritsuka, that's a sword." The 'Magic Crest' that she presented to him was indeed a sword, a katana to be precise.
"Well, it still needs to be processed to become a Magic Crest. This is perfect for you since it's all about swords with you and you're Japanese." Shirou didn't know how Magic Crests are made, so he will just defer to Ritsuka's knowledge. [3]
"Errr, do I need to do something?" Not that he could do much in his current state.
"Don't worry Shirou, I'm 100% confident that the operation will succeed." Ritsuka has an assured look, as if the result of the operation was already set in stone. "You don't need to do anything except sleep."
"Sleep?" Come to think of it he was feeling… really… sleepy…
Shirou fell fast asleep as the operation went full throttle.
It was a material present in Earth in the Age of the Gods. It was dug out from its home and repeatedly processed so that its quality increased. After being repeatedly refined, it was folded repeatedly. Again, and again, until it was finally in the shape and quality that the maker desired. It was not given a name, but its purpose was clear, to be a Magic Crest for someone. It was made to be passed on.
Shirou was floating, without form, without senses. Since it was like that, Shirou gave himself form wherever he was. He opens his newly formed senses. He was in an azure ocean, a world of tranquility. There was nothing but himself here.
! He felt something disturb the calm world. Azure blades entered his sights. The process of grafting the Magic Crest was starting.
Shirou felt the power of the Magic Crest invade his body. They swirl around aimlessly, until—
It connected, latching on to the center of his soul, seamlessly integrating itself within him. A sharp pain assaulted him before it quickly vanished.
Shirou was quite disappointed, he thought that transferring a Magic Crest would involve something… more.
The world was breaking down, he is— OH GOD WHAT IS THAT AWFUL SMELL?!
Shirou immediately woke up with a sharp pain in his left shoulder and his nose reeling from whatever it was he had the misfortune of smelling.
"Yo Shirou, you doing alright there?" Ritsuka, who had a face mask on, asked as she moved away a cauldron that had black tar on it.
"What the hell was that?" Shirou asked, annoyed in being woken is such a way.
"Oh, that? That's some fatty tissue from a Demonic Beast." She illuminated. "Since it smells really bad, I thought that it will definitely wake you up."
"…" Shirou was speechless. She used such a precious resource just to wake him up. Couldn't she just have shook him awake or something? "It stinks, put it away."
The golems around the area moved it away as Ritsuka removed her face mask. "It went a lot faster than I thought. Any problems on your end?" She asked.
"I feel like my left shoulder was cut open and burned." Shirou was fine with such pain. After all, every time a Magus casts Magecraft, they would feel pain. They were human after all, and humans were never meant to wield Magecraft. The human body naturally rejects itself as the Magic Circuit.
"Take a look at it." She removed the bonds holding him in place.
As he rose, he took a look at his left shoulder. Branded there was a tattoo of a katana pointed downwards.
"The pain will wear off eventually. It's the effect of inserting a foreign body. No matter how compatible it is, it's still going to cause pain." She explained. "At least you don't have to eat medicines with special herbs and bones."
"…I didn't think that grafting a Magic Crest was this easy." He remarked. "I thought that it would involve a lot of complicated procedures that would need a lot of resources."
"You aren't wrong, it's just that I'm a shameless cheater." She bragged. "Top class materials, top class artisan, top class Magecraft, I have everything I need right here."
He couldn't refute that. He wished that he had another Magus to compare Ritsuka to. Maybe that would show that she wasn't actually that great. "What are the materials used for making this anyways?" He pointed to his Magic Crest. 'Man, saying that feels weird…'
"Hold on." She pulled out a sheet of paper. "Aurora Steel, Void Dust, Evil Bone, Tearstone of Blood, and Refined Magatama." [4]
Shirou didn't know a single one of those ingredients, but some of them had really ominous names. He hoped he didn't get cursed because of this…
"By the way, you can graft a single spell on that Magic Crest right now. Unfortunately, adding more slots is hard. I recommend that you put your special version of [Projection] there. Have you given it a name yet?"
"Yeah, I call it [Tracing]." He affirmed.
"…That's pretty lazy, using your aria to name your new and probably exclusive spell…" She pointed out.
"At least it's easy to remember." He countered.
The two of them got busy adjusting the Magic Crest.
Miyu was curious. Really, really, really, curious about the shed. Even now, she was still denied from entering it. It wouldn't hurt to take a look, right?
Driven by boredom and loneliness, Miyu made her way towards the shed.
Miyu didn't see either of her siblings around the shed. Standing at the entrance, she sees that the windows were blocked. The only way in was the door. Her heart was beating faster than before, this is the first time that she was going to disobey her siblings. Should she continue?
Yes, she wanted to know what was beyond this door, and if she was caught, it wasn't going to be that bad right?
Assured by her reasoning, she moved forward. She pulled at the doors.
"Uhhhhh!" There were surprisingly heavy. Once more, she pulled with all her strength…!
The door silently opened. Entering, the first thing she saw was a bunch of kitchen equipment, pipes, and various tools like screwdrivers and wrenches.
'Another door…' Making her way towards it, she felt a wave of heat wash over her. Reaching out with her hand, she—
A hand grasped her shoulder. Looking behind her, she saw her onee-chan. And she looked disappointed at her.
"What do you think you're doing Miyu?" Her gaze paralyzed her. She was unable to give an answer. "Well, I suppose that this was bound to happen. This was the first time that you were alone for so long."
"…I'm sorry." Miyu was only left alone for twelve hours or so, but to her, it felt like an eternity.
"Stay in your room." Her onee-chan ordered sternly. "We will decide your punishment later."
Miyu obediently followed the given instructions. This was a bad idea after all, but where in the world did onee-chan come from? And what kind of punishment was she going to get? She waited in the room, anxiously waiting for answers.
"That was close." Shirou broke out in a cold sweat when Miyu entered the shed. It was a good thing that the renovations separated the forge and the old shed.
"Yeah, it's a good thing that there is a surveillance network around the entire estate." Ritsuka exited in the forest at the back of the estate to intercept Miyu.
They would need to postpone practice on the Magic Crest, for now—
"What kind of punishment should we give Miyu?" Shirou asked. They needed to make sure that she didn't enter the shed again. He really doesn't want to expose Miyu to Magecraft. He wants to give her a normal life.
"Most punishments for kids won't work on Miyu."
Miyu liked doing chores, locking her up in a room just makes her read books, and she is an overall good girl, so stuff like making her sleep early aren't really viable.
"It can't be helped, we have to be physical." Ritsuka declared.
Shirou didn't really want to hurt Miyu, but this was for her sake…
Miyu saw both of her siblings enter the room.
"Miyu, we have decided on your punishment." Onee-chan declared.
Swallowing her nervousness, Miyu nodded to show her acceptance.
"Now…" Onee-chan sat in a seiza-style position. "Lay face down here." She patted her thighs.
Miyu was confused, but she obeyed. As she was in position, onee-chan pulled down her shorts and panties.
"Wha-wha-wha—" She was extremely embarrassed. If this was her punishment, it was certainly very effective.
*Smack*
"Ow!" Her… her butt cheeks were slapped.
*Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack*
*Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack*
"Ow!" Miyu grit her teeth at the pain. She endured it with a few exclamations of pain.
After a few more swats, the punishment was finished. "Don't go into the shed anymore, alright? Have Shirou help with your pain." She was laid down on the tatami mat gently before onee-chan left.
Onii-chan went over to her prone body and rubbed some sort of ointment to her sore behind. It alleviated her pain somewhat. Onii-chan raised her shorts and panties after he finished applying it.
Silently, her head was placed on his lap, her body laid down sideways to avoid laying on her butt.
"Uuuuu… It hurts, onii-chan." Miyu looked at her gentle onii-chan with teary eyes and an expression like a kicked puppy.
"There, there." She was soothed with head pats. "Don't go in the shed anymore, ok?"
"Yes…" She definitely didn't want to get spanked again.
Shirou was relieved, Ritsuka's plan to discourage Miyu from revisiting the shed seems to have worked, but he will still keep an eye out just in case.
Snow falls once again in summer.
The time has come. Everything seems to be in place. Shirou still didn't know how Ritsuka managed to hide all of these, but at least everything is going smoothly for the preparations.
"Shirou, hurry up, you should lead Miyu here. And don't forget to put on the blindfold on her." She reminded him.
"Yeah, I'll make sure not to make any mistakes." Today is a very special after all.
Miyu was being guided by her onii-chan. She didn't know why he put a blindfold on her, but she trusts him, so she obediently let herself be led. Whenever she asks what this was about, the replies she received were along the lines of: "It's a surprise" and "You'll know when you get there".
Finally, she was asked to sit down. 'This smell…' Her suspicions were confirmed when the blindfold was removed. In front of her was a combination of her favorite foods.
""Happy Birthday Miyu!"" They cheered.
"U-um, thank you?" She answered questioningly. "Onii-chan, what is a birthday?"
"Oh right, we haven't explained it to you yet. Go on Shirou, answer her."
Shirou didn't think that his answer would be that great since he hasn't celebrated a single birthday after he was rescued by the old man. He'll do his best though. "When you have a birthday, you celebrate being born, thank those who gave birth to you, and reaffirm the life you've lived until now. That's what a birthday is, or so I think."
Miyu was captivated by her onii-chan's 'wise' words.
Ritsuka smacked him upside the head though. "That's too serious! And what was with that first line?! It sounded really weird!"
"For being born." Miyu suddenly started. "For being alive until today, for being with onii-chan and onee-chan… I'm grateful for all of that. Thank you." Her radiant smile was returned by two gentle smiles.
The food was really delicious, but Miyu couldn't help but feel frustration at not being able to replicate it. A feeling she was sure she shared with her onii-chan.
"Oh no!" Onee-chan exclaimed. "I almost forgot about the cake!" She screamed as she ran out of the room.
'I don't think I can eat anymore…' Miyu was debating within herself whether a stomachache was worth tasting a delicious cake or not.
"Here it is!" Onee-chan returned.
'So fast?!'
The cake looked to be chocolate in flavor with a few small fruits and cream at the side. The most prominent feature though, are the dolls and the number in the middle of the cake. The dolls were miniature versions of themselves, herself sporting an expressionless face, her onii-chan having an innocuous expression, and her onee-chan's doll who, frankly, has a very creepy face. The number 10 was placed in the middle of the cake.
"This cake is called a Sachertorte, that's all you're going to get from me regarding the recipe." Miyu never heard of such a cake before, and it seems that her onii-chan was just as lost as she was.
"Anyways…" Onee-chan lit up the number ten that now that she looked closely, was a pair of candles. "Go on, make a wish and blow out the candles, Miyu-chan."
"A wish…" Honestly, she has everything she wants right now. A happy family who cares for her and loves her. So, with that in mind, she decided to make a wish for her siblings' sake instead. Pondering on what kind of with she will make, she remembered something.
"Miyu, these are the records of your previous family. If you want to read them, feel free to do so."
Yes, that was a great idea. In place of their parents who were no longer in this world and absent from their memories… [5]
"I wish—" She will be the one will do it in their place. "That onii-chan and onee-chan grow up healthy and strong." Miyu blew out the fire of the candle.
A chime rang out, a sound heard only by her two siblings. The human known as Emiya Miyu made a wish, but the divine child known as Sakatsuki Miyu cannot possibly have her wish granted. It was a contradiction, they were the same person, but a human who made a wish cannot coexist with the divine child in the same body. The divine child left, and the only one remaining was the human who had her wish granted.
She opened her eyes to see both of her siblings take her into a group hug. 'Oh, this is nice…' Using her shorter arms, she also hugged back.
Time passed by just like that.
"Thank you for that, Miyu."
"You're such a sweet girl Miyu-chan."
Miyu preened from the praise.
"Shirou, give her your gift."
Shirou took the gift he prepared and presented it to Miyu. It was a yellow scarf, a brown knitted cap, and a white sheep onesie.
"Do you like them, Miyu?" Onii-chan asked.
Miyu brought the gifts to her embrace and laid her cheeks on them. "Thank you, onii-chan. I like it." She flashed a joyful smile at him.
"Hooo, your gift is pretty good, but mine is better." The two of them turned to look at the onee-chan's gift.
She presented her offerings. "Here are my gifts! Stuffed lion, stuffed Fou, and stuffed Shirou!" Miyu's eyes shined at the gifts, especially the stuffed Shirou. "You can practice on this doll you know?" Her onee-chan pointed out suggestively.
"N-no!" Miyu denied while blushing furiously. "I'm not going to do something like that!" Secretly, Miyu was going to do what her onee-chan suggested. 'I can't be found kissing the doll, I would die of embarrassment!'
And so, after eating everything left, Emiya Miyu's birthday came to an end in a happy note.
"What are you looking at, senpai?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, I just thought that they're beautiful." Shirou pointed at the blooming cherry blossoms.
"Are you saying that I'm beautiful, senpai?" She teased.
"Of course, Sakura is beautiful." His blunt statement turned Sakura into a gibbering mess. Shirou couldn't believe how far their relationship has reached from mere acquaintances to boyfriend and girlfriend.
A few moments later, Sakura regained her composure. "Mou, senpai is such a tease." She pouted. "And how did you get so tall?"
After Miyu's wish, Ritsuka noticed some changes to their bodies. Namely, that they had obtained something called a Natural Body and an improvement to their magical capabilities. She said that they were going to obtain an increase in strength, height, muscle density, and some other stuff. As for magic, the quality of circuits and magical capacity increased.
He certainly felt both effects, from his previous 167cm, he was now as tall as 172cm. Battles with Ritsuka's golems were now easier because of the improvements brought by Miyu's wish. He couldn't help but feel that he was cheating.
"Senpai?"
Shirou noticed that he spaced out. "Ah, sorry about that. As for my height, I don't really understand what happened that well…" How height and healthy correlated, he didn't know. Shouldn't it have boosted his immune system instead? Not that he's complaining…
Speaking of growth, he couldn't help but notice that Sakura has been… filling out nicely. He averted his eyes. He didn't want to look like a creep who was after her body after all.
"Senpai, let's compare our dishes during lunch." Sakura announced.
It was another part of Sakura that he discovered. She was fiercely competitive in cooking. He surpasses her in eastern dishes, but she was better than him at western dishes. In a way, they perpetuate a cycle of improvement by rivalry. Miyu really doesn't count since it was more of a student and teacher relationship. Ritsuka meanwhile, was the top that everyone wants to reach.
"Of course, I will show you how much better I am than you in cooking."
Sparks ignited between them. Their relationship doesn't matter here, only their skills.
Today's battle had an inconclusive result. Even the guinea p—Julian, who was secretly happy that he got to eat delicious food, agreed that the battle was a draw.
Today too, the two of them walked home side by side.
"Next time, I will give senpai a decisive loss." Sakura challenged.
"I'd like to see you try." Shirou returned.
Without realizing it, the both of them are already at the fork where they would separate. With Sakura returning home, he voiced his concern.
"Sakura, are you going to be fine all by yourself?" Sakura herself told him about the state of her home. In the past she was abused by her grandfather, while her uncle tried to gain custody of her. Unfortunately, during this time, the Fuyuki disaster struck, killing all her relatives. Since then, she had been living alone.
"Yes, I'm used to it, senpai." Her senpai told her about his past recently. That he was a survivor of a disaster. That he was rescued and adopted by his father who he helped in his mission to save as many people as possible. That openness of his prompted her to tell her own modified story.
"Why not visit us?" He suggested.
"Ummm, I'm not ready yet." To face her possible in laws that is. "How about during next summer vacation, senpai?"
"That sounds good to me. I look forward to working in the kitchen together with you." He declared.
"I look forward to it too." She agreed.
With a wave of their hands, they went their separate ways.
The heat of winter was not that much of a problem. Miyu was just drinking some cold drink when her onii-chan suddenly dumped some books in front of her.
"Alright Miyu, it's time to study!" He declared.
"Isn't onee-chan a better option for teaching this?" She questioned.
"Well, rather than academic subjects, I want Ritsuka to teach you common sense." That jab about being a terrible teacher was somewhat painful. "I completely forgot to tell her to teach it to you."
"I see…" She picked up the book at the top of the pile. "I don't mind, but why?"
"Because I'm planning to take you outside soon." He declared.
"Outside…?" She had a shocked expression.
"Oh, sorry. It may be hard to take that in right now, since your whole world has just been our house, but now, I—"
"I want to see the ocean!" She interrupted enthusiastically. "I want to see the place where the sky and water meet! And I want to feel the ocean breeze! And hear the sound of the waves!"
"Eh, why so energetic Miyu-chan?" Onee-chan arrived.
"I want to see the ocean!" She repeated.
"The ocean's not too far from here, Shirou can even walk you there." Onee-chan stated with a smile.
"Really?!" Miyu's eyes shined at her words.
"You need to earn it by studying though." Onii-chan interjected. "You'll have to learn traffic laws, ethics, and more."
"Onee-chan, quick, teach me!" Miyu demanded.
"Yes, yes, settle down Miyu-chan." Onee-chan pacified her. "Hmmm, where should we start in here…"
Miyu was filled with elation. She was going to see the world outside. Her mind full of curiosity and wonder desired to see if the books were as truthful in their depictions.
The peaceful days continued. Going to school, enjoying time with their loved ones. Until—
The two of them were standing at the entrance of the estate. Shirou had his usual outdoor wear, a blue and white long sleeved t-shirt, blue jeans, and a black jacket. Miyu wore a red patterned and white long-sleeved one-piece dress. She also wore the scarf and knitted cap gifted on her birthday.
"It's finally time." Shirou declared. "Are you scared?"
"Scared?" Miyu tilted her head. "Why would I be?" She held her precious onii-chan's hand. "You're right here with me, onii-chan." She gave him a joyful smile. "So what's there to be afraid of?"
Shirou smiled back at her.
"Oh right, I've always wanted to say this…" She took a deep breath, and announced. "Ittekimasu!"
"Itterasshai!" The onee-chan of the house returned.
With that, the little girl took her first steps to the outside world.
[1] Threatening the romantic partner of one's family member/friend with violence if they hurt them in any way.
[2] Root division: Receiving a part of a Magic Crest, which will then be called a Source Crest, but the received crest loses all/most of its function/spells. Read El-Melloi II Case Files for more information. There is also a scene in Realta Nua where Rin transfers a part of her Magic Crest to Shirou in the UBW route Day 15 IIRC.
Magic Crests can be made from Phantasmal Species and Mystic Codes. *While I did receive a source, I am not 100% sure that it is credible, can someone tell me which part of El-Melloi II Case Files (The declared source) is this from?*
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[3] I haven't seen a single iota of info on how Magic Crests are created. So handwavium.
[4] Aurora Steel – The metal
Void Dust – The 'sand'
Evil Bone, Tearstone of Blood – The 'curse-like' nature of the blade
Refined Magatama – The one that connects to the soul
I think I did fine with this, they are all mats in F/GO. What do you guys think?
[5] She still thinks that Ritsuka and Shirou are actually blood related. So when Shirou says that his parents are dead and he doesn't remember them, she applies the same problems to Ritsuka.
AN:
Ritsuka uses complete utter BS, it's super effective!
Erika doesn't get seen by Shirou since I think that it's not really relevant in this story.
More Fate/Kaleid fanfics have been popping up. I like it! This timeline needs more fanfics.
I had a few headcanons there, such as how Miyu lost her powers.
Is this considered a cliffhanger? But I seriously didn't want to stop the chapter after the encounter with those guys happened, that would be a worse cliffhanger.
It is time to ruin it all.
Dammit school, how long are you going to continue?
Timeskip to April 3 or 4
Shirou – 17, 0 months till 18 April 15
Miyu – 10, 4 months till 10 July 20
Sakura – 17, 11 months till 18 March 2
I think I have made an error on their age, should I subtract a year or something?
Also, bad roll Miyu.