"I'm sorry... Aoi seems to be losing control of her emotions."

"Old man, let me go and say a few words to her."

"..."

A barely perceptible hint of impatience flashed in Zouken Matou's eyes.

But he ultimately didn't express it, instead simply replying to Tokiomi Tohsaka with a nonchalant remark:

"Row."

"Then hurry up, don't waste time."

"it is good."

After silently reciting the magician's code several times, Tokiomi Tohsaka calmed himself down and suppressed all his emotions.

He walked to his wife's side and said softly:

"sunflower."

"Don't be like this... We finally managed to reach an agreement with the Matou family."

"..."

Hearing this, Zenjo Aoi remained silent, only holding her daughter Tohsaka Sakura tightly, seemingly unwilling to let go.

Seeing this, Tokiomi Tohsaka squatted down and began to persuade his wife further.

"sunflower."

"You should know... this can't go on."

“Sakura, she…”

Tokiomi Tohsaka ultimately couldn't bring himself to say those cruel words. He looked at his daughter and sighed helplessly.

[Tokiomi Tohsaka's reaction is enough to constitute intelligence.]

[Are you certain that the Tohsaka family has a secret that Sakura Tohsaka cannot know?]

You realize that your suggestion might trigger a series of chain reactions.

You didn't offer Sakura Tohsaka any further advice—you decided to let her figure out what to do next on her own.

"dad."

Sakura Tohsaka, sobbing uncontrollably, looked at her father through teary eyes.

She spoke in an almost pleading tone, saying words that were deeply saddening.

"I won't eat sweets anymore... Please don't leave me here, okay?"

"..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka turned his face away, his hands beginning to tremble.

His identity as a magician told him that the best course of action was to ignore his daughter's pleas and leave with his wife immediately.

But his sense of responsibility as a father reminded him that he couldn't just leave his daughter at the Matou family's house against her will.

The man, burdened by double oppression, began to hate himself more and more for his incompetence as a magician.

What truly brought all of this to an end was Zenjo Aoi.

Hearing her daughter Sakura Tohsaka's words to her husband, which sounded like a plea, she felt her heart shatter completely.

"Don't keep them! Absolutely not!"

Tears streamed down the face of the sunflower in the Zen city.

"Tokiomi, you heard everything, didn't you!"

"Sakura said she doesn't want to stay here... We can't do this!"

"But Aoi..."

Before Tokiomi Tohsaka could finish speaking, Aoi Zenjo grabbed his hand.

The latter, unusually, lost her composure and roared at her husband almost maniacally.

"No, absolutely not!"

"She said she didn't want to!"

"Tokiomi, can't you hear me?!"

"..."

He realized that if things continued like this, his wife, Zenshiro Aoi, would go insane.

After much deliberation, Tokiomi Tohsaka made a difficult decision.

He stood up, looked at Zouken Matou who had witnessed the whole thing, and then apologized in an extremely humble tone:

"I'm sorry, sir."

"It doesn't seem like it's a good day to leave Sakura here."

"Should I... take her back first?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed in Zouken Matou's eyes.

However, he did not fully reveal his feelings, but simply nodded and answered Tokiomi Tohsaka.

"……what ever."

"Also, the door is over there, go out yourself."

"I won't give it away."

"Okay." Realizing that Zouken Matou seemed a little angry, Tokiomi Tohsaka had no intention of continuing the conversation.

After bowing politely to the old man, he left the Matou family with his wife and daughter.

As he watched the three figures disappear into the distance, Zouken Matou's expression twisted into a ferocious grin in an instant.

He screamed hysterically, "A bunch of bastards! Why don't you just pretend you didn't hear us? Why waste your time like this?"

"It seems... we still need to call Kariya back."

"No matter what means we have to use, we have to get him..."

The old man didn't continue.

Filled with resentment, he walked deeper into the corridor.

You have no idea how Zouken Matou reacted after you left.

[All you know is that Sakura Tohsaka's wish came true—she wasn't left with the Matou family by her parents.]

But the atmosphere didn't lighten up as a result.

On the way back, Tokiomi Tohsaka didn't say a word, while Aoi Zenjou held her daughter Sakura Tohsaka and kept wiping away tears.

Your plan seems to have succeeded, but it also seems to have failed.

Inside the Fuyuki Tohsaka residence.

Sakura Tohsaka, head down, sat on her bed in her room, clutching a rabbit plush toy.

It was evening.

The dim sunlight streamed in through the open curtains of the window, landing squarely on the little girl's face.

His expression was one of utter disappointment.

Sakura Tohsaka looked very depressed and sad.

"Mr. Ghost," the little girl whispered, "Are you there?"

"I am always here."

The voice that Sakura Tohsaka called Mr. Ghost quickly responded.

"what happened?"

“That’s it,” Sakura Tohsaka hugged the rabbit doll’s waist.

"I want to know...did I do something wrong?"

Images of her journey home flashed before the little girl's eyes.

During this time, his parents did not say a single word, not even the most basic eye contact.

This is a stark contrast to their usual loving relationship.

Having never experienced anything like this before, Sakura Tohsaka felt somewhat guilty—she always felt that it was because she hadn't stayed with the Matou family that all of this had happened.

"Shouldn't I... stay at Uncle Matou's house?"

"..."

You realize that Sakura Tohsaka did indeed achieve her goal by crying.

However, her personality remains the same as before.

She always felt that all the problems stemmed from her own willfulness—even though she couldn't find any connection between them.

You can't help but feel a little sorry for this overly sensible little girl.

You decide to try and comfort her a little.

“Well—” Mr. Ghost responded to Sakura Tohsaka.

"Sakura, tell me, do you want to stay there?"

"..."

Sakura Tohsaka hugged her rabbit doll and remained silent for a long time before finally shaking her head.

"Do not want to."

"I feel very uncomfortable staying at Uncle Matou's place."

"Isn't that right?"

Having received an affirmative answer, Mr. Ghost's voice rose several decibels.

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