Shirou nodded. He seemed to remember that girl—she had been taking leave ever since she first enrolled.
But had her hair always been that color?
Only after Sakura had finished venting her emotions did she notice how many people were around. Embarrassed, she buried her face in Fu Yuan's chest, having not heard a word of what he had just said.
"Long time no see, Saber."
Only then did Kariya Matou step out from the crowd and greet him.
"Long time no see, Kariya Uncle."
Fu Yuan had also composed himself and returned the greeting with a smile.
I knew it! Wherever Sakura is, how could that pervert Kariya Matou possibly not be there?!
"Want to talk somewhere else?"
Kariya Matou looked helplessly at Sakura clinging to Fu Yuan, though he did not react too strongly.
"No, I still have things to do."
"I'll come find you tonight."
Only then did Fu Yuan realize Sakura was holding him rather tightly!
Especially when she sensed that he was about to pull her down, her slender arms seemed to tighten even more.
"Sakura, can you let go first?"
What else could he do? He could only coax her gently.
He had no idea whether it was because they had pinky-promised in public or something else, but looking at Sakura, whose face was red all the way to her ears, Fu Yuan truly did not know what to do.
Sakura only shook her head fiercely, without relaxing her arms in the slightest.
"...Kariya Uncle, come along too."
Seeing Kariya Matou's expression gradually turn strange, Fu Yuan only wanted to say that he really had not used his Stigma!
And so, Fu Yuan carried Sakura, who was hanging off him, in one arm, held the somewhat bewildered Shirou's hand with the other, and headed