Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

The police department has increased manpower and is making every effort to search for the suspect.

During this period, parents are requested to keep a close eye on their children to prevent accidents.

As the news was being broadcast on television, Mrs. Chiki's worried voice came from the kitchen where she was preparing eels.

"Wow, that's scary!"

"Shirou, shall I pick you up and drop you off tomorrow?"

"..."

Shirou's gaze wandered.

Pick him up or drop him off?

Wouldn't that make Mrs. Chihiro more vulnerable to danger?

"Mom, you should stay home and take good care of Sakura. I'll be fine."

Thanks to the suggestive magic that Enkidu had used, Shirou's words were quite effective.

"Well... since you've put it that way, okay then~"

Mrs. Chihiro's slightly complaining voice echoed in the kitchen.

Sakura, sitting next to Shirou, was looking at him with a somewhat suspicious gaze.

After all, she was from a family of magicians, so how could she not notice this abnormality?

"That's right, just as you think."

Shirou shrugged dejectedly and admitted in a low voice.

"Mmm mmm..."

Sakura nodded slightly, revealing an expression that said, "I knew it."

After dinner.

Mrs. Chiki took Sakura to the bathroom for a bath.

Listening to the rushing water coming from the bathroom, and the faint sound of Mrs. Chiki teasing Sakura's laughter.

Shirou regained his composure.

During this break, I can take a look at the matchmaking interface.

With a thought, a semi-transparent page appeared.

[Chiki Shirou: "Morgan, can I come over later?"]

The message has been sent.

However, after waiting for several minutes, no one answered.

"We were getting along really well before, women's minds change so quickly."

Shirou raised an eyebrow, already having a guess in his mind.

Perhaps Morgan has finally seen the chat log from his outburst yesterday.

That twisted statement that treated his sister's suffering as a source of amusement, and even got excited about it by projecting his own feelings onto her...

This witch is probably too ashamed to speak now.

"Maybe at this moment, he's still blushing and secretly peeking at the screen."

Just imagining that scene made Shirou chuckle.

He could almost picture the witch hiding under the covers, her face flushed as she stared hesitantly at the matchmaking interface.

Why do I feel like it's kind of cute?

Chapter Thirty-Six: Ms. Morgan, you wouldn't want this either...

Seeing that Morgan was pretending to be dead and not responding, Shirou closed the matchmaking interface.

At that moment, the bathroom door was pushed open.

As white mist rose, Mrs. Chiki emerged with Sakura.

The girl, who had just finished showering, had rosy cheeks from the steam, like a ripe peach.

She was wearing slightly oversized, cute pajamas, which made her look especially adorable.

"Wait a moment, Sakura, I'll go get the hairdryer."

Mrs. Chiki wiped her hands while glancing at Shirou, who was lounging lazily on the sofa.

"Shirou, don't lie there. Get a towel and dry Sakura's hair so she doesn't catch a cold."

"it is good……"

Shirou responded and sat up from the sofa.

He picked up a dry towel that had been prepared nearby and waved to the girl who was standing somewhat awkwardly on the carpet.

"Come here, Sakura."

The girl then obediently took small steps and walked to the sofa.

Then, she sat down right next to him.

A moist scent mixed with the fragrance of shower gel wafted towards me.

Shirou placed a soft towel over the girl's wet hair.

I gently rubbed my hair with my hands through a towel to absorb the water.

Feeling the texture under his palm, Shirou suddenly remembered Sakura's problem with going to school.

Although it is a special time now.

But we can't keep her like a caged canary, staying at home all day, can we?

"Sakura".

Shirou spoke softly.

Do you want to go to school?

"Well……"

Sakura's fingers were twisted together, as if she was hesitating.

However, she quickly realized that if she went to school, she could spend more time with Shirou and her sister.

That doesn't seem so bad...

Finally, somewhat tempted, she nodded slightly.

"……think."

"Okay, I understand."

Seeing the light in the girl's eyes, Shirou smiled gently, his movements becoming even softer.

As for the procedures and arrangements for Sakura to return to school...

Let Tokiomi Tohsaka handle this troublesome matter.

After all, this kind of thing is far too simple for that magician who has deep roots in Fuyuki City.

Moreover, it was Tokiomi Tohsaka who owed Sakura in the first place.

……

The night is getting darker.

Kids really do fall asleep the moment their head hits the pillow.

Basically, Sakura fell into a deep sleep in less than ten minutes after getting into bed.

Her breathing was deep and even, and her sleeping face was serene.

Taking this opportunity, Shirou carefully got up.

He tiptoed out of the room and went to the washroom.

Looking at the familiar, narrow space in front of him, Shirou couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

"Am I going to be traveling through bathrooms every time I want to go from now on?"

For some reason, the image of a certain "owner of the bathroom" popped into my mind.

It feels a bit raw and undeveloped.

"Fine, let's not worry about that for now."

Shirou shook his head, dispelling the jumbled thoughts in his mind.

He leaned against the sink, regulated his breathing, and then closed his eyes.

Consciousness descends, the journey begins.

When I opened my eyes again.