How exactly had he managed to find this seaside estate, located a thousand miles from Fuyuki City?
Shirou scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Oh, that? It was actually quite simple."
Ye Sizhen's curiosity was piqued, and she pressed him. "What exactly did you do?"
"If I tell you, you'll definitely get angry."
"How could I possibly get angry with Shirou?"
Ye Sizhen spoke with complete seriousness.
She could no longer imagine what Shirou could possibly do to make her angry.
No matter how terrible his actions were, if it was Shirou... Ye Sizhen would probably only find him adorable.
"You really won't get angry?"
"Shirou, you're being awfully fussy."
Ye Sizhen furrowed her delicate brows. "If you're a man, just say it openly."
"Haah..."
Shirou sighed before confessing.
"Actually... I installed a tracker on your cheongsam."
"!"
Ye Sizhen's eyes widened.
Then, as if she had thought of something, she reached toward her chest.
Sure enough, nestled between her snow-white, ample breasts, she felt a magically modified paper clip.
So that was it...
The corner of Ye Sizhen's mouth twitched. Just like when he had introduced himself to her as "Shinji," Shirou did not trust her, which was why he had secretly planted a bug on her.
"Don't be angry!" Shirou hurriedly shouted.
"I'm not angry."
Her slender fingers crushed the tracker.
One day, I'll definitely win your heart...
As the Thought Magus thought this, she linked arms with the youth.
"Sizhen...?"
"Is something wrong?"
"Mm, no."
"Hehe, let's go back, Shirou."
With an alluring smile, Ye Sizhen took the youth by the hand and led him toward Fuyuki City.
Volume Four, 192: Illya's Birth
After Shirou brought Ye Sizhen home, he called a brief family meeting.
At the meeting, Ye Sizhen confessed her true purpose in coming to Japan