In the final stage of her fleeting life, Irisviel happened to meet a child like Shirou.
Shirou fulfilled every fantasy Irisviel had about her own child.
Could this really not be fate?
Irisviel began to suspect that this was some kind of fate.
It was destiny that Shirou would become her child.
Time flowed quietly. Before they knew it, it was already the middle of the night.
"Irisviel, are you asleep?"
A gentle female voice answered, "I'm still awake, Shirou."
"...Yeah."
"What is it, Shirou?"
Shirou hesitated. "Actually... there's something I've been hiding from you all this time...
Do you remember when we first met in Shinto?"
"Of course I remember. How could I forget?"
Irisviel gazed at the ceiling and murmured, "You deceived me so badly back then, Shirou...
You were trying to get close to me and Saber, right? You even told me your name was Shinji... That was really mean!"
The silver-haired homunculus pretended to be angry, and Shirou quickly apologized.
"Hehe, I forgive you~"
"Actually, about that..."
"What is it?"
Shirou rubbed the front of his pajamas and shook his head. "No... never mind..."
Irisviel puffed out her cherry-colored lips and pinched the flesh of the boy's cheek. "It's not nice to stop halfway through what you're saying, Shirou.
If there's something you want to say, just tell me. I'll listen to everything."
"Actually... Irisviel..."
Shirou stammered, "When I first saw you in Shinto, I felt something strange in my heart."
"...What did you say?"
Irisviel's eyes widened.
Could Shirou feel the same way I did!?
Back then, the instant she saw Shirou, it had felt as if lightning had passed through her body.
Looking back now, that had been some kind of fate.
"What exactly did it feel like?" Irisviel asked nervously.
Shirou had not