Wouldn't it be wonderful to have a little sister who could handle both elegant society and the kitchen? Shirou stroked his chin. Maybe he could guide Illya in that direction someday?
But that did not seem quite right. Illya just needed to be cute. Chloe was better suited to ambushing people, while Miyu seemed to be developing quite well in that direction. Her cooking had been getting tastier and tastier lately, and not only that, the house was spotlessly clean. Whenever he came home intending to tidy up, he ended up with nothing to do.
Shirou could even somewhat understand how sad Sella, who cooked every day, must have felt when his diligent cooking left her with nothing to do.
Come to think of it, the cooking skills of his two disciples had nearly surpassed his already. As their teacher, that was rather hard to justify.
"How is that a nightmare? Is her food not good?" Shirou still held onto a few traces of hope.
"No, it's not that." Shinji shook his head. "The food is actually pretty tasty."
"Then what is it?"
"Whenever Uncle Kariya and I eat together, Sakura stares at us like a complete psychopath! If we leave even a little salad behind, she looks like she can't stand it. And if we don't help clean up after the meal, she keeps nagging us! What a childish temper!" Shinji complained.
"But from the sound of it, Mr. Shinji is the one acting more like a child," Roman cut in. "Cleaning up after meals is necessary, I think."
"Exactly. This is all Shinji's fault." Shirou nodded without hesitation.
Shinji let out a cold laugh. "Shirou, that's only because you don't know. If you did, you'd understand why I bring Uncle Kariya boxed lunches."
"Uncle Kariya wouldn't be incapable