[Kingshi]miracle

Ilya sat on the gorgeous Western-style bed and rubbed her eyes. The maid in a long white dress pushed the door and entered on time. She bowed respectfully to the girl on the bed and went to the closet to pick out a plain dress that fit. Spreading out the clothes with both hands, he turned and looked at Illya questioningly.

"En." Ilya glanced casually, looking careless, yawned, took the quilt and hung her legs by the bed, and raised her arms.The maid hung the skirt on her arm and gently helped Illya change.

Standing on the floor with bare feet, Illya smoothed the fabric around her waist, went to the dressing table and brought a long wooden carved chair, sat down on her buttocks, and fiddled with her front in the mirror for a while. Hair, that is, the comb on the cabinet carefully combed the long silver hair.

After completing a set of grooming, the girl walked back to the bed, picked up a brand new stocking from the bedside table, pulled it tight from bottom to top along the slender curve, put on the shoes at her feet, and walked to the floor next to the cabinet. After turning around in front of the mirror, he adjusted the ribbon tied at the neckline, finally showing a satisfied smile.

Walk up the stairs to the first floor with your hand on the spotless banister. "Good morning, Berserker." Illya greeted the huge giant.

Enjoying a delicious breakfast, there is no smile on Ilya's face.

"It's so boring..." The snow elf in the castle shook his legs unconsciously, propped his cheek with one hand, and kept turning the silver fork with his right hand, stirring up the spaghetti sauce on the plate.

As the Little Holy Grail, she should have been the most active participant. For her own responsibilities, even if she instinctively wanted to live, such cowardly thoughts would not be allowed.

Illya never wanted to die, but the meaning of her existence was just that.

'I hope Illya can live freely. '

That boy, Kiritsugu's adopted son, her nominal younger brother, said so after stopping the golden Servant's play-like attack.

Thinking of that abnormal existence, Saber, made Illya's body tremble slightly.

I really felt the fear. The tall body stubbornly blocked in front of me was forced to kneel on the ground. The chains tied to my body seemed to be the strongest bondage in the world. There was no room for resistance. I could only straighten my body as much as possible Prevent the roaring Noble Phantasms from hurting the little Master behind him.

Berserker's unconscious wailing not only proved the opponent's strength but also meant his own helplessness. Even so, the irrational beast had to protect the pure white child.

Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other since then.

Ilya knew that she was being angry, and she was also afraid of the King of Heroes, but the most she wanted was that she couldn't face it.

I always feel that if she sees Shirou again, she will definitely not be able to help but ask if she can really...

And Illya knew what answer she would get, so she avoided it.

But, it really is the limit.

Putting down the fork, since she had no appetite, she stopped abusing the food on the plate. Pushing away the chair, Illya turned to the silent giant and smiled, "Let's go, Berserker."

"Is it okay?" Shirou asked with concern as he brought warm black tea to Rin.

"Hiss..." The sound of inhalation from between the teeth replaced the words, and Rin, who was curled up on the cushion with his stomach in his arms, was uncommonly listless, and it seemed that he was in a state of no concern.

Originally, the menstrual period was not so serious for Rin, but today it hit the worst cycle. The abdominal pain mixed with the high fever made Rin even have no chance to lie in bed and sleep. Originally, he wanted to stick to school but After almost fainting at the entrance, Shirou forcefully dismissed the idea of ​​going out.

"Really, everyone said that Archer would take care of me, and Shirou is too worried." Rin put his face on the table, not wanting to get up, and said in a depressed mood. He just frowned and avoided the steaming black tea Open, there seems to be no interest.

"That's what I said, I'm still worried." Shirou reached out and touched Rin's forehead, the temperature still didn't drop, but facing the girl who didn't want to lie down at all, Shirou could only sigh helplessly.

Archer took the washed and soaked towel and walked back to the living room, came to Rin's side and supported his body on one knee, gently pulled Rin's body up and leaned against his arms, and used the cold towel to cover Rin's face, Wipe the neck several times.

"Ah, I really want to eat ice cream~" Rin murmured as if he was talking to himself as he pressed his face to the towel unconsciously.

"No."

"No."

Archer and Shirou denied it at the same time, and the tacit understanding made Rin half-open one eye and glanced at the two of them in dissatisfaction. He wanted to say something, but his face changed, and he wrinkled his whole face and curled up in Archer's arms. .

"Aren't you really going to lie down for a while?" Shirou propped his upper body on the tatami with one hand, and patted Rin's back soothingly.

"No, I'm sure I can't sleep anyway, don't leave me alone." Rin, who has always been independent and strong, shook his head, and said something to show weakness so easily. Shirou raised his head and saw Archer's look in his eyes in surprise. Shirou said softly, "Let me make you some milk tea."

Ding dong.

The doorbell ringing at this time made Shirou in the kitchen stunned for a moment, and retreated to the living room to check the clock on the wall in confirmation.

It's strange, who is it?

Shouting "Wait a minute." Turning off the fire and not even having time to take off his apron, Shirou tiptoed across the living room to the entrance, because Rin, who was lying on Archer's lap, looked dazed about to Go to sleep.

Taiga and Sakura must be at school. According to Jill, today is also a weekday and he won’t be back until the afternoon. Lancer doesn’t go straight at all. After ruling out all possibilities, Shirou has already opened the door.

"Good morning, Shirou...Huh?" The unexpected visitor stood outside, and Illya was surprised after she greeted gracefully. Whether it was from magic or pure intuition, Illya could feel the innocence in front of her eyes. The girl named Emiya Shiro is the existence, but, how did her younger brother become a younger sister?Although my sister is also good...

"Illya!" Shirou was a little surprised. To be honest, since that unpleasant meeting, he has been worried about Illya, but the woods in the suburbs seem to refuse his visit, and then because of such and such things It's just been delayed, and now he can finally feel at ease.

But after seeing Ilya looking up and down, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "Well, there is a little reason... Well, come in and sit down first."

"Then excuse me." Illya didn't seem to react too much, but walked past Shirou briskly, perhaps because she entered a Japanese house for the first time and was used to living in a castle. Liya immediately looked around curiously, the narrow corridor, the wooden floor, everything looked very novel.

"Can I go around?" Unable to hold back her curiosity, Illya looked at Shirou expectantly.

"Of course, this is the living room, do you need me to accompany you?" Shirou couldn't help rubbing Illya's little head, although he still cared about Rin, but since Archer is here and just wandering around the room, it's okay yes.

"Let's go~" Illya urged with great interest, taking Shirou's arm.

Although Wei Gongzhai is still rudimentary to Illya, it doesn't seem to affect the girl's exploration mood.

After turning around quickly, Illya walked through the courtyard to the dojo, pushed open the door and poked her head inside in confusion.

There was nothing in the empty interior that could attract Illya, so she quickly shifted her target and dragged Shirou to the warehouse.

"A lot!" Illya stood in the warehouse with a sigh, and looked up at the piles of sundries, most of which were tattered. If they were thrown out, they would definitely be taken away as garbage. After walking around, Illya found a copper teapot and a few wrenches lying on the cloth spread on the ground.

Bending down to lift the teapot, Illya showed a strange expression, and then noticed a corner of the magic circle exposed under the cloth.

Walking over to press the skirt and squatting down, Illya pressed her fingers on the faded red line and brushed it lightly.

She knew this, and her mother's smile came to mind.

That's right, this is Kiritsugu's home, and he has been deliberately not thinking about it, but now he has to face the reality.

"Illya..." Shirou stood by the wall, not knowing what to say.

Kiritsugu, who lives here with him, is a betrayer to Illya. Shirou can more or less guess why Kiritsugu often travels after knowing the identity of the girl in front of him. It must be the same, but these are meaningless to Illya who grew up alone.

The old man would secretly sigh from time to time when he was holding him, but Shirou actually noticed it, but he didn't ask why.

Clenching his fists tightly, Shirou showed firm eyes, walked up to Illya, also squatted down, put his arms around Illya's shoulders, and gently pressed her to his chest, just like when Kiritsugu hugged him, gently Carefully stroking Illya's long silver hair.

"I'm sorry, I've left you alone all these years." There was no need for any excuses, if it was Kiritsugu, he would definitely say the same after seeing Illya, Shirou was sure of that.

After the emaciated man became weaker and weaker, he lost the ability to get up by himself, and had to lie in bed to accept the care of the child.

sorry Sorry……

During several late nights, Shirou, who woke up from his dream, clearly heard the unwilling apology from his side, which sounded intermittently.

It has been decided that I will continue to bear my father's dreams, and I will fill my father's regrets. He should also pay for my father's sins. This is a matter of course for Emiya Shirou.

Illya raised her head and stared at Shirou's face in a daze. For some reason, she suddenly saw the scene of her mother embracing her softly in her memory. The solid barrier collapsed as if fulfilling its mission, only the girl who wanted to cry on that night ten years ago buried her face in Shirou's chest, grabbed the fabric behind Shirou's back with her hands, and sniffed hard, but The corners of his mouth curled up.

"That idiot..." Archer, who was completely immobile by Rin as a pillow, held his forehead with a headache, and looked at the kitchen in embarrassment.

Forget it, let's reheat that guy later.

Looking down at the Master who was finally smacking his lips in sleep, Archer sighed silently.