It's been a week since Shirou and Jerald were released from the hospital. Kiritsugu did his best to help them settle in. Shirou had no trouble getting used to his new life, primarily due to his admiration for Kiritsugu and not remembering his life before the fire. As for Damian, at first, he had a hard time accepting his situation.

'Did I incarnate to a universe that coincidently resembles the Nasuverse, or am I just a character in a book?' the thought often haunted him. He hoped it's not the latter. If he really was in a visual novel, then what would happen to him when the story ends?

After a couple of days, he decides to stop thinking about it entirely and make the best of his situation. Either way, there was nothing he could do about it. Luckily, living in the Emiya household made settling in easy. He fell in love with his new house. He always wanted to live in a Japanese-style house, but there weren't any in the country of his old world. And even if there were, he wouldn't be able to afford it.

*Dining room*

"Shirou, Damian. Now that you're finished settling in, we need to talk about your schooling." Kiritsugu said.

"Say what?" Damian flinched

"Our schooling?" Shirou asked

"Yeah, you're both old enough. We couldn't find any records of you two, so it will be some time before you guys can enroll."

'Old enough, my ass! I'm a twenty-six-year-old man trapped in a 9-year body. Damian inwardly griped.

"Which school will we go to?" Shirou, unlike Damian, seems to be perfectly okay with this.

"In a month, you two will be attending Homurahara Elementary school," Kiritsugu said as he pulled out the registration papers from his briefcase. "It's within walking distance, so I'll show you the way,"

"Okay," Shirou replied while Damian could only nod and accept his fate. Going through Japan's educational system with grade-schoolers sounds like a pain, but nothing he could do about it.

Later that day, Damian went to the dojo. By now, he more or less got accepted his situation. He died, reincarnated into the Nasuverse, and possessed a magus who died in that fire.

'Well, I've already tried pinching myself awake a hundred times, and I'm still here. I might as well accept it. Damian sighed. 'I Since I possess Damian Dracon's body and memories, I should also have his circuits'

He recalled all the memories of Damian training, activated his magic circuits, and reinforced his legs. He moved around the dojo like a blur, the wooden floor cracks under his foot. He moved from one end of the dojo to another in a matter of seconds loved every second of it.

'This feels amazing. I bet this is how the Flash felt when he got his powers. I- 'was all Damian had time to think before he literally tripped over his own feet and fell face-first on the wooden floor.

"Damn, that hurt. I wouldn't even have a face anymore it didn't reinforce it in time." Damian snarled as he got up. "Okay, next I should try-."

"That was awesome!" Shirou yelled from the dojo's entrance as he ran to him." You moved super fast that I couldn't even see you! How did you do that?"

"I just use magic to reinforce my body to move faster, that's all," Damian said in embarrassment. He had arrived just in time to see him trip." And what part of that impressed you? All I did was move fast and trip over my own feet."

"That not true," Shirou says. "You're really lucky that you already learned magic. Dad won't teach me no matter how many times I ask him."

Damian pondered on his words. Shirou had enormous potential as a sword incarnate. He can make near-perfect copies of noble phantasms just by looking at it. What held Shirou back in all three routes was his extreme lack of basic knowledge and training that left him with the belief that he had to create a new magic circuit from his nerve.

'Damn it, old man. You tried to protect him from the world of magi only to put him in danger. If only you notice Shirou's bad habit of creating a new magic circuit from his nerve. If only you knew that the grail war would start again in just ten years.

He stared at Shirou for a while, wondering how the war would have gone in all three routes if Shirou was a competent magus.

"How about I teach you then?" said Damian.

"What?" Shirou replied.

"I said I can teach you magecraft if you want," Damian said.

"Really? You'll teach me how to do magic" Shirou's eyes widen in excitement.

"I will but practicing mage craft is inherently dangerous. More than a few magi died just from making a mistake. So, you'll have to be careful and follow my instructions. Understand?" Damian said with a meaningful look.

'I saw how reckless Shirou could be if someone doesn't keep an eye on him. It's no wonder there are so many "bad ends" on all three routs.' Damian thought.

"I understand. I promise I'll be careful." Shirou nodded with conviction.

"Good," Damian replied. "First, let's go over how to access your magic circuits."

One morning after a couple of days, lying on his bed in his room, Damian profoundly thinks about his reincarnation, the fifth holy grail war, and everything he knew about it. He decided that the best thing he could do now was to prepare for war as much as possible. He knew that Shirou's element and origin would both become sword only after having Avalon implanted in him for about two or three years, so there are no points in teaching him the magic of the five Great elements.

'I'll have Shirou focus primarily on structural grasping, reinforcement, and projection. That way, Shirou will have a firm grasp of the basics of his reality marble. If we're lucky, Shirou will master Unlimited Blade Works before the war even started.' Damian thought

Damian's planning was interrupted by Shirou knocking on his bedroom door. "Big brother. Wake up already. Fuji-nee is moody again, and I need someone to distract her while I cook."

"I'm up. I'm up." Damian sighed as he picked himself up and opened the door. As they arrived in the dining room, Shirou started making breakfast while Damian and Taiga sat on opposite ends of the table. Kiritsugu comes just in time to see Taiga eagerly devouring Shirou's food like a starving wolf.

"Slow down, Taiga." Kiritsugu chuckled. "You'll choke if you eat that fast. The food won't run away if you eat like a human being."

"But I'm Starving Kiri-Kun. I missed dinner yesterday because that little demon kept trying to kill me all night yesterday," The teenage girl whined while pointing at Damian.

"You tried to kill her?" Kiritsugu asks curiously.

"We were just sparring." Damian raises his hand defensively. "I just wanted to try kendo and ask Taiga to train me."

Damian wanted to get used to his new body and thought Taiga would make a great sparring partner. Unfortunately, he completely forgot that his body was already much more robust than most kids his age, thanks to the Dracon family's strict training regimen and his mystic eyes, which allow him to copy most fighting styles at a glance. As a result, Taiga suffered an embarrassing one-sided defeat in barely 10 seconds. To make things worse, Taiga couldn't accept losing to someone five years younger than her and constantly demanded a rematch, losing even faster every time.

"Liar! You had that totally evil grin on your face every time you beat me down! You should have seen what he was like, Kiri-Kun. That kid was out for my blood. Trust me! I know about guns!"

"Alright, calm down, Taiga-Chan," Kiritsugu laughed "you'll be late school if you keep this up."

"Oh crap!" Taiga screamed as she got up and looked at the clock. "They'll make me quit kendo if I'm late again!" She yelled as she dashed for the door without even finishing her breakfast.

The remaining males finish their meals, grateful for the peace that has been restored to their dining room.