Maybe it will take many, many years, but... I will never give up--
Because this is the dream I just found."
"...Fujino?"
Shirou sensed something was wrong and turned his head toward her in surprise, only to be met with a shout of "Don't look!"
"Don't look... It hurts... Not my body... My heart hurts..."
Fujino's body began trembling violently in Shirou's arms.
"So this is what heartbreak feels like... It hurts so much I'm about to cry... Shirou, can I cry?"
"Yeah."
Shirou nodded. "If it hurts, then cry."
Fujino remembered how her mother had said the same thing when she was little.
The girl leaned against Shirou's shoulder and softly sobbed, a look of happiness on her face.
The next morning, Shirou opened his eyes in Touko Aozaki's bed.
"...?"
Shirou felt groggy, and his entire body was completely unable to move, as though his soul had been drained away.
Forcing himself to think, the boy wondered: Could this be...
"You have a fever. It's quite serious, so stay in bed and rest all day today."
Touko Aozaki sat down beside the bed and touched Shirou's cheek with her slender fingers.
"Don't worry, Shirou. Since I'm the one who infected you, I'll take responsibility and look after you... Come, let me help you change your underwear first, all right?"
As she spoke, the orange-haired witch licked her lips and revealed a seductive smile that said, "Just as planned."
Volume Three 164: Truly Devoured Completely?
"As expected of a young man. Your bodily functions are at their peak. Your fever's already gone after only three days."
Touko Aozaki sat beside the bed, looking at the thermometer marked with Shirou's temperature.
"It took me an entire week to recover back then. I'm honestly jealous.
Shirou, your severe cold