In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

After exchanging information with Atalanta, Ibaraki-doji quickly returned to his Master Illya's side.

"Berserker!" Illya looked at Ibaraki-dōji, who had returned to his two-armed state, and her expression was somewhat unhappy.

"What are you doing?"

"I clearly lent you my magic! Why did I turn back into this state?"

"Master——"

Ibaraki-doji didn't rush to deny his Master's words, but instead looked at the Archer group not far away.

"Perhaps we have misjudged the situation."

“I think we might be able to go and discuss this with Archer; perhaps there’s a chance we can find Rider.”

"..."

Ilya blinked her beautiful, ruby-like eyes—clearly, she was pondering what her Servant had said.

In the end, the little girl chose to believe Ibaraki-doji.

"In that case—"

"Shall we go over there now?"

"Yes." Ibaraki-dōji nodded.

Ever since——

The two little girls came to the Tohsaka sisters and Atalanta.

Thanks to the catgirl's report, the atmosphere is now quite harmonious.

"Hello, sisters~"

Ilya bowed to her three older sisters—though it didn't look quite right, as if she had secretly learned it from somewhere.

But this situation is completely different from what happened before.

But more than the change in behavior, Rin Tohsaka was more concerned about the magical aura that kept overflowing from Illya.

It was very messy—which shows that the little girl's skill in magic is not very deep, or even that she has not received any systematic training.

Even so, her magical reserves are still quite astonishing.

Rinko Tohsaka felt this way, and she could sense a kind of inexplicable sigh.

His own Archer had just been fighting against a Berserker supported by such a monster?!

While Rin Tohsaka was still in shock, her Servant Archer Atalanta reacted first.

She loves children the most—and that will never change.

Atalanta bent down and picked up Ilya.

"what's wrong?"

The catgirl hugged the little girl in her arms and whispered gently in her ear, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"..."

Although Archer's behavior seemed a bit strange at the moment, Rin Tohsaka felt that her current actions might not be an inappropriate way of communicating.

She chose to remain silent and observe the situation.

And Ilya seems to fall for this too.

Holding Atalanta, she looked noticeably happier than before.

"That--"

Ilya looked up at the catgirl servant who was hugging her.

"Sister, can you help me find someone?"

"Looking for someone?" Atalanta's two cat ears twitched slightly. "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for a sister named Artoria!" Ilya stated her idea directly.

"I need to see her!"

"..."

As soon as Ilya said this, Atalanta's tail immediately stood up—a sign of nervousness.

"Um... who did you say you were looking for?" she asked again.

“Artoria!” Illya repeated without hesitation, “I need to find her!”

"But what do you want with her?" the kitten girl asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"Let her take me to my mom!"

"..."

Atalanta's expression gradually changed from embarrassment to confusion.

Why do you want her to take you to find your mother?

"Because she's my mother's friend...and my mother hasn't shown up for a long time—we can find my mother through her words!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Upon hearing Illya's words, the Tohsaka sisters and Atalanta, who were present, fell silent.

The participants in the Holy Grail War are a diverse group of people, each with completely different desires.

But someone like Ilya is the first.

As the person who knows the situation best, Atalanta naturally knows that the Artoria that Ilya is talking about is Rider in this Holy Grail War.

But now, she can't reveal this information—after all, Ian left with Artoria and hasn't come back yet!

What should I do?

Just as Atalanta was struggling with her decision, Sakura Tohsaka walked over.

She completely understands the feeling of not being able to see one's mother.

No.

Understanding alone might not be enough to capture her feelings at that moment—it should be called empathy.

"I see."

"You...do you want to see your mother?"

"Mmm~" Ilya nodded cutely, "Just meeting once is enough!"

"I want to tell my mom—I'm doing great now!"

"..."

Sakura Tohsaka felt increasingly distressed as she looked at the scene, and finally turned her gaze to her older sister, Rin Tohsaka.

"Sister...do you think we should help her?"

"..."

Rin Tohsaka sighed.

"Seriously... this Holy Grail War has become so strange, hasn't it?"

"It's completely different from what I imagined."

"So you mean—" Sakura Tohsaka asked, somewhat worried.

"If I can help, then I will," Rin Tohsaka replied to her sister, hands on her hips.

"but--!"

The young lady of the Tohsaka family looked at the school campus in front of her.

“Until then, you all have to follow my instructions—if we don’t use magic to remove these traces, we’ll be in big trouble tomorrow.”

To be fair.

Rin Tohsaka felt that she should have refused this request for help from an unknown source.

but--

I feel so sad.

When Rin Tohsaka heard Illya say she wanted to find her mother, she immediately thought of her younger sister, Sakura Tohsaka.

Having grown up abroad, did she ever say something like that in the dead of night?

Thinking this way, Rin Tohsaka truly experienced what it meant to feel guilty—even though it wasn't actually her fault.

More than an hour later.

Under Rin Tohsaka's "command," the traces of the battle between Archer Atalanta and Berserker Ibaraki-doji were finally barely concealed.

Under the moonlight, the group walked towards the Tohsaka family mansion.

Atalanta walked at the front, holding Ibaraki-doji and Illya in her arms, looking very happy.

Even though they had just recently gone through a life-or-death battle.

The Tohsaka sisters followed behind.

“I never expected this…” Rin Tohsaka exclaimed, “You actually want to come back home and stay for one night.”

“Because Mr. Ian is not here…” Sakura Tohsaka shrugged.

"It's no fun living there alone."

"correct--"

Sakura Tohsaka looked at her older sister beside her, her expression suggesting she had made an important decision.

"Sister, didn't you ask me before what I did to Mr. Ian with the Command Spell?"

"..."