"What do you mean?"
"Shirou, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"
Irisviel spun around in front of Shirou, then looked at him expectantly.
The princess of Einzbern was wearing an extremely luxurious dress that looked very high-end.
The pure-white fabric complemented her complexion perfectly, making her resemble a snow fairy.
The close-fitting cut outlined Irisviel's tall, slender, yet perfectly curvaceous figure, while knee-high boots covered her lower legs.
Her smooth, flowing silver hair and beautiful features gave her an aristocratic air that seemed detached from modern society simply by walking down the street. Passersby stopped one after another and cast their eyes her way.
Shirou turned his face away. "Um... You look beautiful today, Irisviel."
"Heeheehee, that's wonderful?"
Irisviel ran over with an innocent, radiant smile and wrapped both arms around the boy's arm.
"Being praised by Shirou makes the hour I spent agonizing in front of the mirror worth it. Hehe."
Under normal circumstances, Shirou would definitely have complained: So you locked yourself in your room because you were agonizing over what to wear today? You made me wait so long!
But he was in no mood for that now.
The soft sensation against his arm and the pleasant fragrance filling his nose both left the boy distracted.
--From that day onward, Shirou realized that he had begun scrutinizing Irisviel with a woman's eyes.
Before that, he had always regarded Irisviel as a true and important family member, but now...
He knew it was wrong, but... gulp.
This was all the teacher's fault! Why did she have to say something so strange?
"I-Irisviel, let's go! If we don't hurry, we'll miss the plane, you know?"
"Ah, yes... All right."
The two of them boarded the plane bound for Germany.
Perhaps because she was too excited,