Night.
Thanks to Avalon's miraculous effects.
Injuries that should have taken half a year or even longer to heal had miraculously recovered in just a few hours.
Shiki stood before a shattered mirror in the castle, staring at his reflection with an unusual look on his face.
In the mirror beside him, Saber wore a snow-white winter outfit for women, giving off an aura entirely different from before.
"What exactly happened to the King of Knights? She changed so much."
Shiki's gaze moved away from Saber's reflection and fell upon himself, making him frown. He was currently wearing an extremely well-fitting tracksuit, though it was not because the clothes were bad.
"Shiki, just make do with it for now. In this castle, only Kiritsugu's clothes are the right size for you."
Saber's voice came from behind him.
Shiki sighed helplessly. "I know, it's just... never mind. There's no other choice."
He had killed Kiritsugu himself, so wearing the other man's clothes now felt rather awkward.
But after looking around, there truly were no other suitable clothes, so he could only accept reality.
"What a waste of my new clothes. They cost quite a bit."
Shiki muttered quietly. Unlike Irisviel, who came from a wealthy family and was particular about material things, pursuing perfection in everything.
Saber walked behind Shiki and carefully adjusted the ill-fitting parts of his clothes. "If you want new clothes, we can only wait until Irisviel wakes up and have her arrange it. Are you willing to wait?"
"King of Knights, I only mentioned new clothes in passing."
Though Shiki said that, he knew Irisviel's condition well. It would probably take at least half a year for her to truly awaken.
Yet reality struck him with a resounding slap. The moment his words fell, Irisviel quietly appeared