The silver-haired homunculus took Taiga Fujimura's hand and said enthusiastically, "I'm Irisviel. From today onward, I'll be staying here too..."
"Wait! Eiri! That's not what you said when we came!"
Shirou let out a wail. "Weren't you supposed to stay in the castle? Why are you staying here too?"
"It's fine, don't worry, Shirou. I'll just have Sella bring my luggage over later~"
"That's not what I'm worried about!"
Then, without blushing or batting an eye, Irisviel told an outrageous lie. "Actually, I'm Shirou's mother."
Taiga Fujimura: "How could that possibly be!?"
Exactly! That lie was far too obvious!
Shirou couldn't help but retort inwardly: Is there even one centimeter of resemblance between us!?
"Although we look completely different, we really are mother and son, you know?"
Irisviel proudly placed a hand against her chest. "Hehe, Shirou even drank my breast milk..."
Shirou let out a strange cry of "Aaaaaaaaaah!" and stopped her from continuing.
"I came to Japan this time specifically to see Shirou...
"Until now, I couldn't acknowledge him because my family back home interfered, but that's no longer a problem--
"To live with my beloved child, I left home without hesitation.
"Now, let me in... Where's the bathroom? I've always wanted to try a Japanese bathtub!"
Irisviel talked to herself as she crossed the entryway and cheerfully headed inside.
Shirou pressed a hand to his forehead, speechless.
And so, the number of residents at the Amamiya Residence increased by two that day.
Volume Two, 118: Gaa! What Kind of Lostbelt Is This Again!? Is This Still Type-Moon?
"Good morning."
A completely flat female voice rang out.
"Good morning. It's time to get up, Shirou."
Shirou turned over groggily and opened his eyes.
The ceiling he had long since grown accustomed to came into view.
Shirou turned