Of course, the main reason was... it was fun! And cool!
While they had been talking, Fu Yuan had already come back carrying the rb... doll.
Seeing the doll Fu Yuan had brought back, Kiritsugu visibly relaxed. After all, the deal had succeeded!
If he was still alive after this war ended, he could truly live a happy and fulfilling life!
Kallen?
In the living room, a white-haired young boy stood in the middle, carrying a white-haired beauty on his shoulder as he considered where to put her down.
Everyone else simply watched him quietly without saying a word.
Thus, the living room fell into a strange atmosphere.
After a while, Fu Yuan still could not decide whether to toss her onto the floor or onto the children's sofa. In the end, he decided to throw her to Kiritsugu.
From six or seven meters away, Kiritsugu stared in horror at the figure flying toward him. Though they had explored things countless times, his body could not handle it right now!
Bang! Thud!
The first sound was two bodies colliding. The second was the back of a head hitting the floor.
Kiritsugu stared blankly ahead, suddenly missing the King Arthur he had failed to summon!
If Heaven could give him another chance,
No matter whether she upheld chivalry,
No matter whether she was noble,
Even if she was a glutton,
He would still choose... Fu Yuan!
To be fair, though he was utterly unreliable, his combat ability really was excellent. His usual antics were far better than following that boring sense of chivalry in battle.
Thinking that, Kiritsugu realized that his state of mind... had not changed at all!
Especially after he struggled to push his "wife" off himself and saw Saber's apologetic face, along with the delight in her eyes!
"Sorry, Master."
"My hand slipped! Really!"
Fu Yuan blinked his innocent big eyes and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.
Didn't I say that before?
Irisviel looked at Fu Yuan strangely. Clearly, she remembered exactly what had happened the last time he said that.
On the streets of Fuyuki City, a fair-skinned, voluptuous beauty with curves in all the right places! was—
Gilgamesh. (Just writing this here; there would not be any more later.)
Her crimson eyes revealed unwillingness, while anger filled her delicate, smooth face. The ahoge that had grown out of her head swayed back and forth.
Looking at the place that had actually dared to throw her out, she decided that she would definitely buy this bathhouse after returning. (Bathhouse: brothel.)
On the road nearby, after hesitating several times and preparing to make a move, she thoughtfully looked toward Einsbern Castle.
In the end, she slapped the man who had just tried to touch her flying, then took out a tissue from somewhere and wiped her hand.
She was bisexual! But she liked doing things to others, not having others do things to her!
And if an older sister wanted to regain the initiative, of course she needed a young boy!
She then turned around and went back, intending to have the servant she currently found fairly useful buy the place.
Whether she wanted to play there was one matter, but whether she wanted to buy it was another.
"Are you Father?" At the train station, a little girl with long white hair and golden eyes (Hua?) expressionlessly said this to the priest before her.
Kirei Kotomine looked at Kallen and was briefly lost in thought. She looked very much like her mother!
Even he had once possessed normal human emotions. He had loved his wife, even if he could not feel emotions like an ordinary person.
"Sorry. I will do my best to make it up to you afterward, child."
Kirei Kotomine then noticed her shabby clothes and indifferent gaze, and unexpectedly softened as he spoke.
"...Can you teach me to read?" Seeing the man's tone suddenly weaken, Kallen unexpectedly did not lash out with sarcasm as usual.
As for her sharp tongue, it was merely the most effective way she had found to regain a sense of her own existence.
After pondering for a moment, she asked that question. She wanted to read, because she had heard that books could make people forget their troubles.
She could not read because the old priest who had raised her did not want to spend extra money.
"...All right. We will start learning when we get home today."
Perhaps because of his love for his late wife, perhaps because of his guilt toward this child, Kirei Kotomine merely paused for a moment before agreeing.
At the same time, the emotions in his heart fluctuated even more strongly. As a child of this world—the Mage's World—being unable to read at six was already very late.
Since Kallen was now taking the initiative to ask, it was clear that she had had no way to learn. At the very least, that old priest had not permitted it.
He suddenly became irritated. It was unexpected! Just as Saber had said, perhaps children truly were miracles!
As for the Holy Grail War, he did not want to think about it for the moment.
Kirei Kotomine nervously took Kallen's little hand, then, under her astonished gaze, picked her up as well.
Holding Kallen in one arm and carrying her luggage—which contained practically nothing—in the other, he headed for the city center to buy books!
Kallen was startled by the sudden action. Her body remained stiff for a long time before finally relaxing. Somewhat timidly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tentatively rested her head against him.
She had thought this father would be like that priest, or like those villagers—simply treating it like a task, only ensuring that she did not die.
Just like this time: once the old priest learned that she could be sent away, he immediately prepared everything. By everything, he meant a train ticket. As for anything else, he could not be bothered.
Now... this was rather unexpected, Father.
A gentle smile suddenly appeared on Kallen's face, though it was hidden against her father's chest, where no one could see it.
Kirei Kotomine was somewhat at a loss, but as an adult, he did not show it.
He merely loosened his hold slightly, making the little girl in his arms more comfortable.
As for the father who was waiting anxiously—Risei Kotomine—he could wait a little longer!
Then, on the way to the city center, he saw a blonde, red-eyed young beauty.
"Rainbow-rank Mystic Eyes!" Even with expression management as flawless as his time management, he was still shocked by the news. He stared in astonishment at Fujino, who sat quietly in her chair without saying a word.
"That's right! Though she will need proper cultivation!"
At that point, Fu Yuan seemed to suddenly think of something, and he looked at Fujino with ill intent.
Universal Stigma?
Irisviel merely sat on the ground and silently counted down in her heart. Ten, nine, eight... two, one. All right, Kiritsugu, you were finished!
And you too, A Yuan!
The sudden emotional fluctuation snapped Fu Yuan back to his senses. Seeing Irisviel seemingly surrounded by dark energy, he blinked in confusion.
"Fujino, come listen too!" Since this was her training... cultivation plan, it would be best if she herself could offer some opinions.
That way, her resistance... her aversion to studying would be reduced when the time came, though Fu Yuan did not think she would resist... or hate studying.
Kariya Matou stood nearby, pretending to understand as he listened. As far as he was concerned, he was no different from Fujino when it came to magecraft—he understood absolutely nothing anyway.
Maybe he would understand something. If he did, that would be a profit.
Maiya was in charge of watching the children.
Irisviel... Irisviel? Irisviel had gone into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Watching Irisviel silently enter the kitchen, Su Mei guessed some of her thoughts.
So this is your method of revenge!
Fu Yuan's memories contained quite a bit of information about this lady, such as her dark cuisine!
Su Mei quickly composed herself, preventing any major emotional fluctuations. After all, as long as she was not inside Stigmata Space, there was still a delay in the exchange of information between her and Fu Yuan.
In the kitchen, Irisviel looked at the jars and bottles before her. Though she had not originally planned to make anything tasty, she still developed a headache. Even though she loved cooking!
But loving to cook did not mean she had to recognize every seasoning. At least, that was what Irisviel thought.
"Eh! I really should just go by instinct, shouldn't I?" Irisviel studied them for a long time, then sighed unwillingly.
What if, what if she accidentally made something delicious?
Name: Irisviel von Einzbern
Age: 7
Hobbies: Cooking, street racing
Daily life: Rescuing husband and children, driving.
God-tier Cuisine
"Gulp..."
Fu Yuan looked at the dishes on the table, which seemed to be glowing with golden light, and unconsciously swallowed.
Inside Stigmata Space, Su Mei began to doubt her life. Junior Disciple Brother had truly broken, right? He had even remembered the settings wrong!
Looking at the table full of vividly colored dishes, even Fujino, with her somewhat emotionless personality, found her appetite greatly stimulated.
Illya pulled Sakura over and quickly sat down. Their two pairs of sparkling eyes blinked at the food before them.
Then the two little ones quickly distributed the bowls, chopsticks, knives, and forks for everyone else before looking toward Kiritsugu, seated at the head of the table, waiting for the meal to begin.
Maiya Hisau and Kariya Matou both displayed adult restraint. Rarely, neither reached for the chopsticks or knives and forks on the table, though they were clearly poised to strike.
Only Kiritsugu stared at the dishes before him in disbelief, then looked at Irisviel's disappointed face. He had to admit that Luck MAX truly existed in this world.
Though the trauma of being hospitalized for food poisoning six years ago still lingered in his heart, the temptation of the food before him clearly allowed him to temporarily suppress that fear.
Then he took the first bite. Before his chopsticks had even withdrawn, six pairs of chopsticks on the table were already frantically fighting over the food.
10:00 p.m., Fuyuki City.
The central hospital gained six more visitors...
Fu Yuan sat there with lingering fear, peeling apples for them.
He then thought of the girl named Kiana. No, at least with Kiana's cooking, one look told you it was inedible.
But Irisviel was different! Who among the people in those beds had not stuffed their mouth full after the first bite? Then the expressions of all seven people in the living room instantly synchronized!
If his poison resistance had not been high enough, there would not have been just six people here.
Within the Stigma, Su Mei looked at the white-haired beauty outside with the gaze one would use for an animal on the brink of extinction. Even she had nearly found herself tempted by the food just now.
Irisviel looked at the six people lying in their beds, completely bewildered.
That should not have happened! Though she had indeed intended to make them suffer a little, her cooking was more important than making them suffer.
Six years!
Did anyone know how she had lived through those six years?!
Ever since Kiritsugu had been hospitalized once, he had never allowed her into the kitchen again.
Now that she had finally managed to cook a meal while they were not paying attention, and had made it so magnificent besides!
Was this not supposed to be her comeback?!
Director! Did you give her the wrong script?!
"Come on, open your mouths. Ah..." Fu Yuan gently spoke to the two little girls squeezed onto one bed, discreetly cutting the freshly peeled apple into several small pieces before feeding them.
Oh, right. And Fujino beside them.
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