"Ha, ha... How could that be."
Shirou laughed awkwardly, then returned to the desk to continue studying.
Shinji felt like he was worrying himself sick over this... Huh! Why was he so worried, anyway?!
Shinji felt that something had been off with him lately. He hastily closed his book, planning to return to his room and calm down first.
There was something wrong with Shirou's whole family!
"Illya, you're still not asleep?"
Kiritsugu looked wistfully at Illya, who was still chatting away. Today was sunday, which meant it was the sev—
And Illya was chatting with a netizen... If he went to see Maiya, he would probably get a chop...
"Just wait, just wait!"
Illya stared at the computer screen, earnestly lecturing the netizen on the other end, who was obviously a hopeless loser.
She had known this netizen for three or four years now, yet they were still only calling themselves sisters. If that wasn't a hopeless loser, what was?
Back then, she had won Kiritsugu over the moment she was born. Though a little accident had happened afterward, she still occupied four days...
Why did she suddenly feel a little shut down inside?
Kiritsugu sighed helplessly. You said "just wait" ten minutes ago... If I went to sleep first, I'd get beaten up, wouldn't I?
He somewhat regretted drawing those works. Ever since they found out what he had drawn, his status in the family seemed to have been getting lower and lower.
He kind of wanted a cigarette...
In the next room, Illya turned off the lights, switched on her computer, and fought on the front lines of the Magical Girl Protection League.
Boycott the Warrior of Love!
Trash Kiritsugu!
Tonight's late-night snack was Old Xu stewed with mushrooms!
How could such wonderful beings as magical