"Really? Then I'll cook some plum porridge. Have a little."
"Shirou cooked it himself?" Arisu's eyes lit up.
"You can't order this as takeout."
"I want some."
Arisu hadn't expected Shirou to cook porridge for her, and her gloomy mood immediately lifted considerably.
What a wonderful perk. I'm getting my money's worth... The girl's heart blossomed with joy.
"I'll bring the porridge over, Arisu... Change your clothes while I'm gone."
Shirou had hesitated over whether he should help the bedridden Arisu and Aoko change their clothes, but he had ultimately given up on the idea.
Their bedding might get dirty, but he could wash it himself afterward. As for helping girls change clothes... that was simply beyond common sense.
"Are you still not going to get the porridge?"
Arisu probably wanted to change her clothes as quickly as possible, so she urged Shirou to leave.
"Ah, right. I understand... Call me if anything happens, okay? I'll knock first."
Shirou spoke somewhat anxiously, but Arisu became extremely impatient.
"I know. Hurry up!"
It's a good thing I didn't help her change, Shirou thought. It seems she really hates me seeing her skin.
Five minutes later, Shirou carried the clay pot of porridge over and knocked on Arisu's door again.
"Come in."
After entering the room, Shirou discovered that Arisu hadn't changed clothes. She was still wearing that black knitted sweater.
Why?
Shirou didn't know why she hadn't changed, but he didn't ask further.
Shirou brought the porridge to Arisu, only to find light flickering in the girl's dark pupils.
"Amamiya-kun, feed me."
Shirou froze for a moment, then nodded. "...Oh."
He ladled the porridge into a bowl, placed the plum in the center of the white porridge, then scooped up a small spoonful.
Arisu stared at the steaming porridge. "It looks