[Kingshi]miracle

Shirou sat at the dining table with his head bowed and peeled the oranges. The orange peel was put aside, and then he carefully cleaned off the orange veins on the petals. The white strands that were pulled off piled up a pure white hill on the table.

A palm was extended towards him at just the right moment, and Shirou put a whole orange in that palm, and took a new orange from the basket.

"Wait." Rin pushed her glasses. She was concentrating on writing and suddenly felt a little tired. She wanted to take a break and saw this scene.

The sudden sound made the movements of the two opposite people pause at the same time, and they looked at her tacitly.

Rin did laugh at Shirou and Gilgamesh's master-slave relationship is more like a parent-child relationship, but it's just a bit embarrassing that Shirou always looks humble and helpless when facing Gilgamesh.

A Master should have the attitude of a Master, even if it is someone like Shirou who has been kicked out of the shelves, otherwise wouldn't this be an embarrassment to himself who is also a Master?

The Servant originally chose to accept the contract in order to serve the Master. It is said that it is a master-slave, and the other way around.

This is a matter of dignity as a magician, of course Shirou never had this thing.

"What's the matter, Rin?" Shirou was still waiting for Rin's next words, but Gilgamesh had already turned back to watch TV.

In fact, regarding the question of the name, he would feel embarrassed when he called it the first time, and maybe a little awkward the second time, but there was no strange feeling at all from the third time, Shirou thought that he would never get used to it in his life.

And ask me what's the matter...

Rin raised his forehead, glanced at three or four of Gilgamesh's hands that were still completely orange, and slapped the pen in his hand on the notebook.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Rin finally couldn't bear to ask when Shirou put another peeled orange into Gilgamesh's hands.

"Huh? Oh oranges... I don't like them very much." Shirou smiled naturally.

"Then what's going on with you." Anyway, as a modern person, what kind of trouble is it to serve others so calmly? Although it can be called virtuous now, Emiya Shirou, how about you, the girl who just became a girl today? !Rin couldn't believe they weren't like this before.

"This is the honor this king bestows on Shirou, not everyone is qualified to do such a thing." Gilgamesh stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth, and said slowly in an angry tone.

"Yes, yes." Shirou didn't bother to refute, he had to get tangled up endlessly, and it was too much time to fall into the same pit once.

"Do you want it?" Shirou who thought of something raised his hand and asked Rin.

Rin wanted to knock open Shirou's brain more than once to see what kind of paste was stuffed inside. Earlier, she felt that there must be something abnormal about this person. After learning about the relationship between Archer and Shirou, she confirmed this.

Of course, in Rin's view, Shirou's behavior is more problematic than Archer's.

At least most people have fantasized about going back to the past and beating up their former self when they were desperate.

But for Shirou, she has no qualifications to preach.

In the end, nothing will change except making yourself angry.

Ahh, I'm really aggrieved, forget about bullying Archer later, it's the same person anyway.

Thinking so, Rin also stretched out his hand to Shirou.

After dawdling for a long time, Shirou stood at the bathroom door with his pajamas in his arms and sighed heavily.

Closing his eyes, Shirou groped and opened the door, the heat that filled it rushed towards him, he took steps according to the distance in his memory, but his toes hit the door frame.

Shirou, who was crouching awkwardly, had to open his eyes. Sure enough, there are some things that can't be done just by thinking about them.

Sighing heavily again, Shirou hopped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

With the bath towel pressed against his chest, he kept saying "don't look, don't look" when he passed the mirror, although he still caught sight of it out of the corner of his eye.

His own body has become extremely strange, no matter the skin touched between the fingers or the redundant curves.

Shirou didn't dare and didn't want to think about it. He was blushing even though he was cleaning himself up. Although being a woman did not affect his life, this was a bit too terrible.

After all, he is someone who is embarrassed even to read a swimsuit magazine, even if he understands that this is his body, he still has an indescribable shame flooding his whole body.

Until soaking in the bath, Shirou always felt that he had just experienced an extremely tragic battle, and he hadn't relaxed at all, let alone, and was even more tired.

I hope I can get used to it in a few days... The body slid down a bit, and the hot water soaked in the chin, Shirou can finally enjoy it a little bit.

Bending his knees, Shirou raised his arms and stretched his waist. The weight of his chest made him bow his back subconsciously, and the movement was a little awkward, which was a bit cumbersome to be honest.

It was so quiet to say, he thought some guy...had nothing!Shirou shook his head and plunged into the water.

"Oh no!" Rin blocked Shirou in the corridor.

"What?" Shirou blinked his eyes strangely, with an innocent look on his face.

"Hair, it's easy to get tangled like this." Rin inserted his fingers into Shirou's dripping hair, combed it a little, then took Shirou's hand and walked back.

Pulling down the towel hanging on the wall and draping it over her arm, Rin searched the bathroom but couldn't find the comb.

Thinking about it, Shirou didn't need to be particularly familiar with his short hair, although he still reprimanded him, and told Shirou to go to the living room first, Rin ran all the way back to his room.

"It's been said that a girl's hair is very important." Asking Shirou to sit in front, Rin picked up the red hair that had darkened due to moisture, and combed it carefully.

"...I'm sorry to trouble you." Shirou, who really couldn't understand, could only express his gratitude submissively.

Shirou, who had just come out of the bathroom, was still exuding a slight heat, and a faint fragrance was also transmitted from the hair.

On the white neck, there are gradually condensed water droplets sliding down, and the neckline of the nightdress is a little too big, revealing the collarbone.

The year-round exercise has left Shirou's body without a trace of excess fat, Rin suddenly opened his arms and hugged Shirou's waist.

"Huh?" Shirou was still cutting out the coupons in the newspaper, and almost cut it in the wrong place.

"That's great..." Rin said sullenly, pressing his face against Shirou's back.

It's so unscientific that the bust is bigger than me, but the waist is thinner than me.

Rin, who just found out that she has gained a little weight recently, is a little depressed. Originally, Sakura's bust has already made her very concerned, but at least Rin can still be complacent about her waistline.

Speaking of it, although I have never cared about Shirou's appearance, maybe he can be called handsome if he replaces the old-fashioned jumper. After all, Shirou now and then will occasionally let the same sex Rin is dokidoki, of course she has never been so close to Shirou before.

As Sakura said, she is indeed like a "sister".

"Well, I've decided." Gilgamesh said suddenly after putting down the game console in his hand.

It must be something bad, both Archer, who propped his head while flipping through the magazines, and Shirou, who was sorting out the coupons, all thought in unison.

Gilgamesh didn't mind the silence at all, he said to himself with high spirits:

"Come and have a baby!"

Give birth to your head.

Archer gave him a blank look, lowered his head and turned the pages of the book.

And Shirou moved his head a little, and saw the dialogue printed on the screen next to Gilgamesh, and he had an idea of ​​the logic of this guy.

However, he is probably the only one who can link to the third dimension in a GALGAME game.

"Impossible." Rin leaned on Shirou's back.

"What this king wants to do is never impossible." Gilgamesh bluntly expressed his dissatisfaction with Rin's rebuttal.

"A Servant doesn't have a physical body, where does the DNA come from?" Of course Rin would not back down in her aura, she raised her chin and retorted.

"I can do whatever I want." Although the Holy Grail does grant some modern knowledge, it certainly doesn't include this, Gilgamesh vowed.

Gilgamesh and Rin had an academic discussion about whether Heroic Spirits could have children, and Shirou just thought it was a bit silly for the two of you not to be so serious about this kind of thing.

In fact, it can't be considered a discussion. Gilgamesh has absolute confidence in himself, and it is impossible for him to be persuaded by Rin from the beginning.

Anyway, guessing that the other party was just a whim, Shirou didn't care too much.

In fact, Shirou was too naive, he should have thought of it long ago, the word never appeared on a whim in Gilgamesh's dictionary.

In the darkness, for some reason, Shirou could clearly see Gilgamesh's joyful expression.

Although his wrist was held down, Shirou actually had no intention of resisting.

The first punch was just a defensive reflex. After all, he was still at the stage where he was not even in a state of confusion. It is not normal to be a little wary.

Shirou didn't know what Gilgamesh was doing after he fell asleep.

After all, the king who does whatever he wants doesn't come to attack at night every day.

The perception connected by the contract has faded to almost disappear after all the spells were lost. Of course, Shirou didn't go into it even when he had the command spells.

Shirou doesn't know why he summoned Gilgamesh, he didn't even intend to summon him.

It is undeniable that Gilgamesh's strength is undeniable. If it wasn't for his own stop, Lancer would have retreated at that moment.

Shirou does have the desire for power, but he also knows it's not like this.

Although Gilgamesh gives people a feeling of self-importance and willful behavior, and in fact he behaves like this, but in fact he has not done anything that Shirou can't accept.

Of course, Shirou wouldn't be arrogant to think that Gilgamesh would know how to understand himself, but it's just unnecessary.

The existence of Gilgamesh cannot be defined by the common sense of good and evil. It is estimated that it is more accurate to describe it by the chaos at the beginning of the world.

Seriously, I fell in love with a troublesome guy.

No matter how they stalled in this Holy Grail War now, there was always something they had to face.

Heroic spirits do not belong to this era, Shirou will not just stay in Fuyuki, without the support of the Holy Grail, he has no way to provide Gilgamesh with enough magic power to maintain.

He certainly wouldn't allow Gilgamesh to devour human souls, so no matter what they've been through, they'll eventually be separated.

It's not Shirou's style to be entangled in this kind of thing, he will accept it calmly.

The only thing that can prove that Gilgamesh lived here is his memory, and maybe one day he will gradually forget it. After all, it is not a very long time, and nothing too unforgettable happened.

Well, at least I have experienced it, and I won't have any regrets.

It's just that, if possible, I still want to leave something behind...

Shirou knew that he was not suitable for literature and art, so when the strange pain stimulated his brain from bottom to top like thunder, he gritted his teeth and kicked Gilgamesh's thigh fiercely at the same time.

Damn it hurts!

It's even better than the first time... no, strictly speaking, it's also his first time now.

This made Shirou feel inexplicably cheated, although this description is not quite correct in various senses.

However, what Shirou wants to avoid the most is probably the sudden rapid heartbeat when approaching, which has nothing to do with consciousness and thoughts at all, but just faithfully reflects the reality of the master.

Gilgamesh's blond hair also looks shiny in the dark, this color is too dazzling, Shirou thinks it will be hard to forget.

His head, which was not very bright, had long since become a mess, otherwise, he would never have had time to desert at such a time.

It's so strange that Shirou couldn't help but imagine such a future with his words like a joke.

To be entangled in such things in the future, reason seems to be irrelevant at this moment, and the strict self-discipline norms have lost their powerful control for a while.

It would have been a downright catastrophic sight, had it been possible.

Shirou wanted to laugh, and he did. He folded his arms and hugged Gilgamesh's neck tightly, preventing him from noticing his abnormality.

The only thing to worry about is probably not being late for school.

After all, everything has become like this, no matter how much time has to be taken in advance to explain it well, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for Sister Teng to get approval for her remarks.

There are indeed many headaches, but now Shirou has no time to think about more.

The author has something to say: I forgot to mention that there is still a child in this article, if you can’t accept it, you can withdraw early