The next morning, sunlight finally touched the dark world.
The cello's melody flowed through the air. Chopin's concerto in E major stirred something deep in the heart, lending the little European-style house a quiet, far-reaching beauty.
About half an hour later, Huai Shi finished his morning practice and came to the dining room. Cafeteria would have been more accurate.
"Be good, Shirou~ Open wide. Ah~~~"
The white-haired, red-eyed girl paid no mind to where she was. She openly lifted a piece of fish to Shirou Emiya's mouth.
Honestly, this was the first time Huai Shi had noticed the difference between the protections afforded to fictional characters and the real world.
Seeing this hidden heroine of FSN in person, with her height of barely four feet, her young, lovely face, and skin as fair as sunlight, he found her at the age when children were at their cutest.
Especially when Shirou Emiya settled her on his lap and held her in his arms as though it were perfectly normal.
No matter how you looked at it, that was worth at least three years behind bars.
"..."
Defying convention?
The idea suddenly struck Huai Shi.
Shirou Emiya had reportedly joined the Chat Group not long after the Holy Grail War began. If life were a dating sim, Shirou had not chosen a route yet.
By all rights, even the legendary harem route was possible. And yet...
After learning what the future held, he had broken with convention. He had chosen neither King Arthur nor Rin Tohsaka or Sakura Matou, but a path no one had ever imagined.
Maybe I could use this as a reference?
Huai Shi selected some food from the heated serving counter, pulled out a chair, and sat nearby to observe.
Before long, seven-colored red light cut through space,