"Well then, I'm heading out!"
Sakura ran all the way out of the manor.
As one of Fuyuki City's prominent families, and with the immense wealth they possessed in both worlds, the Matou Family provided their two children with exceptionally generous material conditions.
The problem was that both children of this generation of the Matou Family had minds of their own, so they both refused to be driven to and from school.
"I'm off too."
Only some time after his younger sister had left did the wine-red-haired young man stroll out of the manor and make his way to school.
"Shinji is as unhurried as ever."
Before the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Matou Kariya smiled helplessly.
Although his grades had always ranked among the best in his year, Matou Shinji had always maintained the habit of arriving at school right on time. After school, however, he would go with his younger sister to practice at the archery club.
As for morning training, there was no need for it. Matou Shinji had more important things to do in the mornings.
"That's simply his personality. As his father, there's nothing I can do to change it. His mind is entirely occupied with developing the next stage of his magecraft. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let his own responsibilities fall onto little Sakura's shoulders."
Matou Byakuya was crafting what looked like a gemstone prosthetic limb. He shook his head as he worked, deeply helpless over the matter.
"Kariya. You don't understand. This may be... our family's... opportunity."
Sitting in a wheelchair, with an IV drip hanging from its back and looking as though he might die at any moment, Matou Zouken spoke in a frail yet incomparably expectant tone.
"Father. You should be resting in bed."
One troublesome son and an even