[Kingshi]miracle

Shirou sat up and stretched greatly.

Pulling away the arms that were pressing on the lower abdomen, Shirou carefully pulled away a corner of the quilt, and got out of the quilt with gentle movements that would not wake up the people around him.

Opening the closet, Shirou thought for a while, then took out a plain jumper and hung it on his arm, and lowered his head to unbutton the pajamas.

She has become accustomed to picking up the small floral bra on the neatly folded school uniform, put it on and adjusted it, then put her hands behind her back, wrestling with the buttons with a tangled expression.

After confirming that he pulled down the shoulder straps, Shirou picked up the pullover and pulled out the corner of it to put it on his head.

After straightening the cloth, she untied the rolled up stockings and stooped to put them on unsteadily.

Pull out the skirt from under the jacket, pull it up to the waist, button it while walking to the door, only push the gap enough for one person to pass, and leave the bedroom sideways.

He yawned and walked into the living room. After washing, Shirou picked up a wooden comb and combed his hair carefully in front of the mirror. The soft and fluffy copper-colored long hair looked a little naturally curved, so the ends of the hair were easier to knot. It's more troublesome, and it will look messy.

"Good morning." Shirou greeted Archer who was oncoming in the corridor.

"Yeah." Having successfully accepted the fact that Emiya Shirou is a girl, the man can get along well with his former self. Although he still quarrels occasionally, Archer is always the first to compromise. You shouldn't be too serious with girls.

While being looked at meaningfully by Rin, Archer pretended to be indifferent and explained.

Because it took too much time to take care of it, the sleep time that was originally compressed to a state that could not be compressed at all could not achieve the intention of getting up earlier. For the huge amount of breakfast, Shirou alone could not complete it in time.

Occasionally, Sakura would come to help, but she usually had to finish her brother and grandfather's breakfast before going out. Basically, when she arrived at Emiya Mansion, it was often the case that the meal was ready immediately.

So Archer was assigned by Rin to Shirou's assistant, and he had no right to protest.

The kitchen of Emiya House is not spacious, but it is tidy and tidy. Even if two men walk around in it, it won't feel too crowded, not to mention that Shirou has shrunk in size.

The lace apron that Archer wore was also made by the eldest lady, and the smirking red demon satisfactorily appreciated the nagging Servant's dark face turning green, and gave orders cruelly.

Holding a kitchen knife that feels comfortable in the hand, quickly slicing the bamboo shoots with a proficient posture, this is not something that requires the brain to think, and the body still firmly remembers the cooking process.

Maybe it was a little rusty at the beginning, but now it can make the movements very beautifully.

Hearing the crisp sound of thud thud thump in his ear, Archer was a little dazed.

What he held in his hand was supposed to be a weapon to kill, but now he was making food that would allow people to survive.

"It seems that I'm used to it." Throwing the chopped vegetables into the pot, Archer didn't look at Shirou, but suddenly spoke.

"Huh? Ah... yes, after all, I'm too old to act like a baby." Even though he said so, Shirou still habitually raised his hand to push the long hair that fell on his chest to the back of his shoulders.

Anyway, it has become like this, even if you refuse to accept it noisily, it will not help.

Life will still go on, and time will not stop passing for someone.

It’s better to work hard to adapt to the current situation than to have that kind of effort. It’s better to say that Shirou still feels that it takes too much effort. The inconvenience of gender is more complicated than imagined. Although Shirou respects women, he doesn’t understand enough. After all, there is no mother in the family.

Just the slight difference in thinking has made Shirou awkward for a long time, and he still hasn't fully adapted to it yet.

"Hair, isn't it more convenient to tie it up?" Archer found that Shirou had brushed his hair three times in a short period of time. After all, Shirou's hair is very thick, and it is easy to be moved and slipped in front of him.

"Well, that's right, but I'm not very good at it..." Shirou laughed awkwardly. In fact, this topic is quite embarrassing to talk about. It's not why, but he can't do well with the hair tie. Obviously it looks quite simple.

"Clumsy." Archer shook his head helplessly, turned and walked out, and came back after a while, still holding Rin's spare headband in the bathroom.

Walking behind Shirou, Archer didn't say much, raised his hand and inserted his fingers into the red hair and combed it a little bit, then picked up the hair strands behind the ears that were most likely to slip to the front of the body, and gathered a certain amount of hair strands at the back of the head , skillfully tied a small bow with the hairband.

Feeling a little strange, Shirou turned his head and looked at Archer in surprise. Archer, who was a little hairy after being stared at, snorted angrily, and returned to the cutting board and said casually:

"No random thoughts, just occasionally helping Rin comb her hair."

"...Thank you." Shirou, who clearly realized that the other party was just being shy, suppressed a smile, and then thanked him.

Rin took the black tea from Archer and tasted it with an expression of enjoyment.

The number pointed by the clock was smaller than usual, and she woke up earlier than ever before, and she was in surprisingly good spirits, so the eldest lady was in a good mood.

Putting the teacup back on the table, Rin looked around idly, and finally landed on Shirou's back.

Speaking of which, there was a question she had wanted to know for a long time.

"Shirou, how long has it been since you became a girl?" Rin tilted her head slightly, propping her chin gracefully.

"Let's think about it... It's been almost two months." Shirou stopped his hands and recalled seriously.

"Then I remember correctly." Straightening his back, Rin's expression became serious, "Na Shirou, have you had your menstrual period yet?"

噗

Kang dang

Archer, who was trying the taste, only had time to turn his head to the corner of the wall, but Shirou, who had just lifted the lid of the pot, slid it with one hand and dropped the lid to the ground. Rin's unprepared straight ball seemed to complete a double kill.

However, Shirou was not in a hurry to be shy, but frowned slightly with a blushing face.

That's right, shouldn't it come every month under normal circumstances?But Shirou didn't even have such an exaggerated reaction as Rin's. He didn't even encounter the most basic blood collapse. When he was scared by Rin before, he was cautious for half a month, but nothing happened and he gradually forgot about it.

"...No." Shirou put his palms on his lower abdomen suspiciously. Up to now, the body of this sentence is completely consistent with that of a female body. It must not be the only difference.

"Come here." Rin beckoned to Shirou, then patted the ground in front of him, Shirou hurried over and sat in front of Rin.

"Then, I'm sorry." With a very casual tone, without feeling any respect at all, Rin chanted a sentence without waiting for Shirou's response, and directly grabbed the edge of Shirou's pullover, and lifted it up forcefully .

See no evil, see no evil!

Archer, who was still a little concerned, decisively looked away and focused on the cooking that was about to be completed.

Some cold palms were attached to the skin of Shirou's abdomen, and Shirou, who slightly retracted his back, slowly relaxed his body.

Rin's expression... how should I put it, is a bit unpredictable, making Shirou unable to judge whether it is good or bad.

"...Oh, sure enough... But how is it possible... But... Could it be..." Rin, who was completely in the center of himself, kept muttering words that made people more and more worried, and his pretty eyebrows twitched, but it was true There was more excitement than worry.

"That's true~" Rin laughed happily, and for a moment Shirou saw the shadow of a fake priest, should it be said that he is a guardian and a senior brother and sister?Although Rin outright hated Kirei, occasionally, really occasionally, they would show similar smiles.

"Is there something wrong?" Shirou asked nervously, swallowing.

"Of course it's not right, it's really wrong!" Rin took a big sip of the black tea and looked like he was ready to make a fuss, but when he saw Shirou's face, he drooped his shoulders sluggishly , and didn't say anything directly, but Shirou still realized that he was disgusted.

"Forget it, you won't understand if I explain it to you anyway, so let's put it another way." The great Patriarch Tosaka, the genius magician Rin Tosaka cleared his throat and began to think about the topic.

Although Shirou really didn't understand those complicated magic theories, he would still feel a little frustrated if he simply gave up.

"Oh, by the way, Illya!" Rin, who was still struggling with what kind of explanation he should use so that Shirou, an idiot, could understand, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Although there are still some differences, it is enough to explain the general situation .

"You should know that Illya is an artificial human formed by a magic circuit to form a human form." Putting on a preaching high posture, Rin made a gesture of pushing the glasses, although she was not wearing them.

"I know." Shirou nodded. Illya had told him some things, and her maid also added a lot, so he knew that Illya was the little Holy Grail made for this Holy Grail War. But it doesn't matter. In Shirou's eyes, Illya is Illya, his proud sister, and a living human being living in this world.

"Wait, I suddenly thought of a better example." Rin, who was about to continue speaking, interrupted himself, and smiled triumphantly, "Then ask, do you think Servants are human?"

This annoyed Shirou. Although Servants can materialize, bleed, get injured, get tired, and sleep, they are basically Heroic Spirits constructed of magical power. The appearance of a human being, however, cannot continue to be called a human being.

Shirou treats Servants as human beings simply because he believes more in the image he sees with his eyes.

"Huh, I thought Shirou would justifiably say that Servants are human beings too." Of course Rin would not let go of the opportunity to tease the troubled Shirou.

"Ahem." After several battles, even Shirou really couldn't just treat Servants as human beings.

"Don't worry, that's not the point of today. Listen to what I'm going to say next. Human beings can be born by relying on magic. The origin of magic is magic power, and Servants will gain physical bodies because of magic power. It looks no different from human beings." , so in theory, magic can also give birth to human beings." Rin was excited that he accidentally discovered a new theory, although it sounded too far-fetched.

"...I don't understand." Shirou confessed honestly.

"Idiot! You're pregnant!" Unable to share her joy with others, Rin yelled, grabbing Shirou's ear as if to vent.

"Oh......... Huh?" Shirou rubbed his tinnitus ears with a bitter face, what Rin should have said after a long time, he was stunned.

Archer, who was in the kitchen, bumped his head against the wall, apparently unresponsive as he pressed against the wall like a dead machine.

"Eh... eh... wait, that's not right... that me... but... Jill..." Shirou, who had become speechless, really felt that his brain capacity was too small to deal with the current problem, and it was not without such hope. Even though Gilgamesh was serious about it, he also knew that it was just a fantasy.

It's impossible for Rin to lie to himself with this incident, but Shirou couldn't believe it no matter how he thought about it, it should be an absolutely impossible thing to happen...

"I don't believe this kind of thing, but it does exist, and a new life is conceived in your body." Even Rin himself thinks it is nonsense that human beings are born by magic power. It is impossible to create a soul state that meets human needs, it is just pure energy.

For example, a magic is a car, and the magic power is the fuel filled in the magic. A car with fuel can be driven, thus becoming a means of transportation.

However, fuel alone will never become a means of transportation.

Einzbern's artificial human technology also relies on magic, not magic power. The amount of magic power may determine the quality of the artificial human being born later, but it will not affect the manufacturing process itself.

The same is true for Servants. You must know that the class framework created by the Holy Grail is the third method used. It is impossible to say that Shirou has the third method in his body.

But facts are facts, no matter how illogical.

Rin is a magician of the new generation. Of course, it is impossible to be constrained by the pedantic theoretical framework. This is the answer obtained by combining all the knowledge she has now. It may not be completely correct, but it is somewhat related.

"...Ahh." Shirou covered his lower abdomen with his hands, even though he couldn't feel anything now, he chose to believe it.

Maybe it was just a small miracle, but Shirou couldn't help but thank the world for it. Shirou, who had never cried since Kiritsugu's death, silently shed tears of joy.