"Obviously, Shirou, you're the one who never set foot in my house again after that." Eriri turned her face away and pouted.
"No, you glared at me so angrily and threw me out back then. I thought you'd never want me in your house again for the rest of my life. Besides, how was I supposed to go to your room? I had no idea what you were doing in there." Shirou retorted.
"Ugh... I apologized properly, didn't I? Every time I went to your house, my mother made me bring gifts!" Eriri argued stubbornly, her face red.
"No, I always thought those were hush money from your mother trying to buy me off. And every time, you and Komachi ended up eating them all, didn't you?" Shirou said. Though they doted on their daughter a little too much, Eriri's parents were still very proper and considerate in their dealings with others.
If it was snacks, Eriri and Komachi would eat them together in the room. If it was cake or desserts, they would leave two portions for their parents and split the rest between themselves.
'This isn't for Shirou! There's no Shirou's share here!' the blonde girl said, making faces. The scene still felt vividly familiar.
"Hmph, that was Shirou's fault! Every time I saw your face, I got annoyed, so I ate your share too." Eriri pouted sulkily.
Because she had known him for so long, she knew that Shirou had displayed an unmatched sense of righteousness ever since he was young. He was upright and kind, and never hesitated to help people in trouble. Even many adults could not compare to him.
Meanwhile, she was someone who pursued her own interests regardless of everything else. She could not even handle many things properly herself, let alone help