Shirou held the unconscious Jack the Ripper in his arms and said:
"From now on, you have nothing more to do with the Holy Grail War—
"Even Ruler has no reason to attack you anymore."
"...Huh?"
Rokudo Rinkha widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Your hamburg steaks are ready."
Shirou, wearing an apron and carrying two plates, came out of the kitchen.
At the table sat Rokudo Rinkha, looking at a loss, and Jack the Ripper, eyeing Shirou warily.
Although hostility showed on the girl's face, the moment she saw her favorite food being placed on the table, her expression immediately softened.
Her slender throat trembled slightly—a clear sign that she was swallowing her saliva.
"Mommy..."
Jack the Ripper looked at Rokudo Rinkha with a pitiful gaze. "Can we eat?"
The woman hesitated as she glanced at Shirou, then bit her lip.
Since Jack the Ripper couldn't use her right hand, she cut the hamburg steak into small pieces with a fork and fed them one by one into Assassin's mouth.
The girl opened her mouth like a hungry baby bird begging to be fed. She seemed to have already forgotten about the injury to her right hand, a heartfelt smile on her face.
"Is it good?"
"Mhm...!"
Seeing Jack's beaming smile, Rokudo Rinkha took a bite herself, as if testing it for poison.
Oh no...
Why was it better than mine!?
"What's wrong, Miss Rinkha?" Shirou asked.
"N-Nothing!"
The woman hurriedly covered her mouth, concealing her inner turmoil.
"It really is delicious. That's great, Jack... Come to think of it, what are you supposed to say at a time like this?
"Uh... You say thank you?"
Jack the Ripper turned toward Shirou and said earnestly, "Thank you, big brother!"
Shirou reached out and stroked her hair—
The girl