That wooden table had already turned black!
Can't eat it, can't eat it, can't eat it!
As someone whose wilderness survival skills were maxed out, Kiritsugu could still tell what was edible and what was not. Even with its head removed, this thing was inedible.
"Come to think of it, where exactly did Shirou and Illya go? It was such a rare occasion for me to cook, yet they can't taste my delicious food. Ah, what a shame."
Kiritsugu could not help feeling sorry for Illya.
Everyone had finally reunited, they had all come back, and yet they had to suffer such devastation again.
No. Even if Shirou Emiya had to finish this entire plate of Mapo Tofu, he absolutely could not let Illya get even a drop of its chili oil!
"Oh, right. Illya seemed to have gone out to eat with her classmates, but that kid Shirou was apparently planning to come back. I'll go find him right now."
The moment Kiritsugu finished speaking, he rushed out the door, his footsteps hurried.
"My, Kiritsugu wants Shirou to try my cooking too? Hehe, hehe—" Irisviel wore a warm smile.
Sella and Lizrit did not dare say a word, pretending they had heard nothing.
"How about you two try some?"
"I absolutely won't eat Mapo Tofu!" Rin shook her head desperately. In that instant, she recalled the days when she had still been learning Baji Quan from Kirei Kotomine—all Mapo Tofu!
"Fine, you really won't eat it? It took me quite some effort to find this Chinese restaurant. They even have Sichuan dishes that taste pretty good." Kirei Kotomine scooped up a spoonful, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate with relish.
Kiritsugu Emiya, seated beside him, refused to be outdone and finished another plate of tofu.
"This is