"Senior really cares about things like that. Mitsuzuri often says that although Senior Lin Yan is careless, he's far too polite and terribly long-winded." Sakura Matou laughed. Mitsuzuri was the captain of the Archery Club and seemed to get along very well with Shirou Emiya. Their relationship certainly wasn't simple.
"That girl has been badmouthing me to Sakura again?"
"Yes. She said that before Senior graduates, she'll definitely make him regret it with her bow. She's been practicing very hard every day now."
"But Mitsuzuri's rank is obviously higher now. That's just how it is—memories are always invincible. It's not necessarily bad for them to be beautified, but that depends on the person."
"Because Mitsuzuri hates losing, I think she must see Senior as a formidable rival."
"Fujo should be here soon, right? Forget it, it's her fault for not showing up at this hour. Sakura, let's eat first."
"That's true. Here, please eat, Senior."
The atmosphere was quite harmonious. Lin Yan glanced at the lavish breakfast. Since he wasn't a picky eater, it didn't really matter what he ate.
"Miss Fujimura, I think it'd be better not to read the newspaper while eating?" Fujimura ignored Sakura's words and continued doing as she pleased.
"Sorry. Sakura, pass me the soy sauce." Lin Yan broke the silence, worried that the atmosphere might become too awkward.
"Oh no, Senior. Your soy sauce ran out yesterday."
"Then Fujo's will do. Bring it over."
"Miss Fujimura, is that okay?"
"Mm." Fujimura nodded.
"Here, please use it. Senior, would you like it with yam soup?"
"Yeah. Normally, yam soup goes with soy sauce, right?"
"What is this? It tastes awful! This is seasoning—and oyster sauce at that!" Lin Yan couldn't help spitting it out. The flavor really was strange, though he didn't know why he