Go ahead and build a harem, then. It had nothing to do with him anyway... right?
"...Uh, okay."
Though Fu Yuan's calm expression gave him a bad feeling, what was the worst that could happen? He would just get beaten up!
Magus, after all! They feared getting beaten up the least.
Every one of them was tougher than the last.
"..."
That felt rather pointed... Shirou was somewhat speechless. What had he rushed over here for?
While Shinji was still clearing the table, he saw Aoko and Fu Yuan heading outside, as well as Shirou standing by the door.
"What a mess."
After muttering softly to himself, Shinji felt he had no place to comment on their affairs.
Besides, those were not what he needed to deal with right now.
Looking at all the bowls, chopsticks, and plates, Shinji had a headache. But just as he was about to start washing them—
Shirou had already come over and naturally shoved him aside with an outstretched arm. Since Big Sister had gone out, there was no need to trouble Shinji anymore.
"You really are something."
Though Shinji had been squeezed aside, he did not seem displeased.
Shirou was the gentlest among them, after all.
Fu Yuan and Aoko walked quietly down the road, looking remarkably harmonious together.
"A Yuan, I shouldn't have said those things before. I'm sorry."
Aoko had thought things through over the past few days. Hadn't she been the same when she was younger?
The expectations of romance, and that almost pathological obsession with emotional purity.
"It's fine. As long as Aoko's happy."
Fu Yuan had not expected Aoko to apologize again. Looking at the streets bathed in streetlight, he honestly did not have much going through his mind.
"Mm~ A Yuan, have you... thought it through?"