Sakura dug a dress out of the house and put it on Sieg, then nodded in satisfaction.
The only flaw was that Sieg's chest was too flat, leaving the front of the dress sunken in.
Shirou wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut. It was already good enough that Sakura had not made a move on Sieg. He was still struggling to save himself.
"Are you ready, Senpai?"
Sakura suddenly asked, and the question sent a chill down Shirou's spine. Ready for what? The Final Judgment? A great flood?
"Ready for what?" Shirou asked weakly.
"Sieg, could you go outside first? Dinner might be a little late tonight," Sakura suddenly said.
Sieg looked puzzled, but could only nod.
"It's okay. I won't get hungry."
"Good. Sieg really is such a good child." Sakura patted Sieg's head. Shirou always felt as though they had reached some kind of agreement he could not understand at all.
Once Sieg had left the room, Sakura set Shirou down.
"Now then, Senpai, I'm going to begin."
Before long, strange sounds and Shirou's cries came from inside the room.
"No—help!"
"I can't... take it anymore..."
"Can someone come save me?"
Gradually, the sounds died away. The people outside all blushed, while Sieg looked utterly baffled at everyone present.
The sounds in the room remained loud, one commotion after another, continuing from noon until dusk.
Finally, after a cry of "I'm dying," night fell, and the door opened.
Sakura looked delighted and refreshed, as though she had completely released all the pent-up unhappiness from before. Her face was slightly flushed.
"None of you have eaten yet, right? We can eat soon."
"We're not in a hurry!" Shinji quickly declared, only to see Shirou leaning against the door with one hand and holding his waist