To become a king and a magician

The restaurant extensively uses red as its main color; the walls, decorations, and even the bowls and chopsticks are all red. Although she had never been to other places in Japan, Grey instinctively felt that this place was different from most restaurants in Japan.

"Speaking of which, what you and the shop manager were saying just now... was that Japanese?"

"No, it's Chinese. Ever since I first learned that the shop manager had gone to China for training and could speak Chinese, I've been communicating with him in Chinese. It's good for me; if I always spoke Japanese, I was afraid I'd forget Chinese someday."

As he spoke, Natsukawa Tora poured two cups of barley tea.

"In a sense, I'm actually better at Chinese than Japanese."

“Brother, how many things are there that I don’t know?” Grey asked after taking a sip of barley tea. “Every time I think I know you well enough, you always manage to come up with something I don’t know.”

When will I be able to fully understand my brother?

Upon hearing this, after a moment of silence, Natsukawa Tiger smiled and said, "Well, there will always be that time, right? But sometimes, you don't need to know a person completely, after all, everyone has some secrets they don't want to tell others."

"Does my brother have one too?"

"Of course."

Natsukawa Torato has three biggest secrets: the existence of Sajou Aika, the fact that he has been to the Root, and his identity as a transmigrator.

Under special circumstances, the first two secrets can be revealed, but the last one, unless you have an EX-level clairvoyance and can peek at the script at any time, Natsukawa Tora will not tell anyone.

"Well, isn't it too early to talk about these things with Gray right now? You'll understand someday." Natsukawa Tora patted Gray's head.

"I don't really understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand. You're only eight years old. You don't need to know so many things. Children should just play peacefully."

As he said this, Natsukawa Tora poured a plate of green beans for Gray.

And just then...

"crunch..."

The restaurant door opened again, and footsteps came in, sounding like two people.

Upon seeing the visitor, the shop manager, who was busy in the kitchen, immediately greeted him with a smile: "Wow, we've got a lot of rare guests coming today, Emiya."

Emiya?!

The unexpected surname startled Xia Chuanhu for a moment, and then he quickly turned around, where three figures, one tall and two short, came into view.

The taller one was a somewhat dejected middle-aged man. He was quite thin, perhaps due to malnutrition, and was using a cane. He didn't seem very energetic.

Behind him were two small figures—one a quiet red-haired boy, and the other a white-haired girl like a snow fairy.

Xia Chuanhu froze on the spot.

Kiritsugu Emiya is still alive? He survived being hit by his Mystic Eyes? How is that possible? And those two children behind him, if I'm not mistaken, should be Shirou Emiya and Illya, right?

Putting aside Shirou Emiya, why is Illya here?

One question after another kept popping into Natsukawa Torato's mind. Just then, after greeting the manager and ordering the food, he noticed someone watching him. Emiya Kiritsugu also turned his gaze toward Natsukawa Torato.

Then, he was stunned.

After a long while, Kiritsugu Emiya said with a wry smile, "Indeed, a rare guest. I never expected to meet you here, Saber's Master."

"Emiya Kiritsugu...you—"

"Let's go somewhere else," Kiritsugu Emiya interrupted Torara Natsukawa. "I don't really want Shirou and Illya to hear about this, and you feel the same way, right?"

"Row."

With a sigh, Natsukawa Tora looked at Grey: "Grey, I have something to say to this uncle. Why don't you sit here for a while, or you can say hello to the two over there and play with them?"

"Huh? Brother—"

Before Grey could ask anything, Natsukawa Torato had already gotten up and followed Emiya Kiritsugu into the restaurant.

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At a few tables in the far corner of the restaurant, after asking the waiter for a few bottles of sake, Natsukawa Torara looked at Emiya Kiritsugu in front of him and remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"I didn't expect you to still be alive. I'm very surprised."

The Soul-Eating Demon Eye erodes the soul, a fatal wound for humans. Even if they don't die now, they will live in constant pain. Damage to the soul will torment their spirit and will until they go mad and perish.

Three years ago, during that Master battle, Kiritsugu Emiya was hit by Torama Natsukawa's Mystic Eyes several times, and Torama Natsukawa thought he was already dead.

“Caster saved my life,” Kiritsugu Emiya explained after taking a sip of his drink. “The relic I used to summon Caster was King Arthur’s sword sheath, a Noble Phantasm that can heal any injury. Thanks to that and Caster’s Divine Magic, I barely escaped with my life.”

"That being said, my body has become extremely weak due to the damage to my soul, almost like that of a seventy-year-old. As you can see, I have to use a cane to walk."

"I see..."

Morgan saved Kiritsugu Emiya, which was really unexpected. In my understanding, she shouldn't be the kind of person who would do such a thing. Does she have some purpose?

After a moment of contemplation, Natsukawa Torara looked at Emiya Shirou and Illya: "Those two children over there..."

"Shirou is my adopted son, and Illya... is my biological daughter."

"On the day the Holy Grail War ended, a fire broke out in Fuyuki City because the Holy Grail was destroyed. I tried my best but only managed to save Shirou, and I almost died in the process. As for Illya, I asked Caster to go to Germany to rescue her after the Holy Grail War ended."

"Morgan...?"

The name spoken by Kiritsugu Emiya made Torara Natsukawa ponder for a moment.

Although he had learned from Meryl that Morgan was still alive, Natsukawa Torato knew nothing about what she had done after acquiring a physical body.

(I never expected they would actually rescue Illya...)

6. Wild-cooked Pot of This World

"Are you planning to live with Ilya and that red-haired child from now on?"

"Ah."

Kiritsugu Emiya nodded.

"A partner of justice... In the past, I acted for this dream and became a terrible adult. But now, not to mention my mental and physical reasons, I have to give up this dream."

Although he survived Natsukawa Torato's spiritual attack thanks to Morgan's help, as a price for survival, Emiya Kiritsugu's body was no longer as strong as before, and he had trouble even walking without his cane.

"In the last period of my life, spending quality time with Shirou and Illya is enough for me."

"Is that so?"

Taking a sip of his tea, Kiritsugu Emiya turned the question around and asked, "Speaking of which, what are your plans for the future? I remember you went to England, right? How was life at the Clock Tower?"

"It's pretty good. But maybe I haven't yet grasped the true nature of the Clock Tower, at least not the dark and dirty power struggles I've encountered."

"That's a good thing. If possible, you'd better never come into contact with it."

Never come into contact with it.

(Easier said than done...)

......

"elder brother?"

A few minutes later, on the streets of Fukayama-cho.

Looking at the silent Natsukawa Tora, Grey couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you thinking about something?"

"It's just because of my conversation with that uncle earlier, I'm still a little bothered by it," Natsukawa Tora sighed. "More importantly, how did you get along with those two kids? I thought you two seemed to be getting along quite well before?"

"I'm very happy."

Grey clearly smiled.

“Ilya told me a lot of stories about her hometown and some things about magic. She’s a very lively person. Emiya is very quiet, but earlier during the meal, he kept asking the restaurant manager how to cook, and his eyes were shining.”

Is someone this young already preparing to become a Grand Chef?

Natsukawa Tora chuckled: "Looks like we can expect him to become a great chef in the future."

That's the strongest chef in Type-Moon, handpicked by Mushroom.

(Should I go to the Emiya family's house for a meal sometime? I remember everyone who ate at that table became a Heroic Spirit...)

Thinking of this, Natsukawa Tora smiled again: "Alright, dinner's finished—Grey, want to take a walk around Fuyuki City tonight? Consider it an after-dinner stroll, and I'll introduce you to the city."

"it is good."

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Although he was supposed to give an introduction, Natsukawa Tora wasn't a local of Fuyuki City. He had only lived here for about a year and a half, so he was far from being very familiar with the area; he could only say that he wouldn't get lost.

As for taking Gray to see the sights of Fuyuki City, he had no idea what sights Fuyuki City had—did the Fuyuki Bridge count?

So, in the end, all Natsukawa Torato could do was take Gray around the town of Fukayama. Fortunately, Gray, being an eight-year-old child, had a very shallow definition of happiness. For her, simply being able to act with Natsukawa Torato was something to be happy about.

Natsukawa Tora was actually quite happy about this situation.

Walking down the street with his adorable little sister—is there anything more comforting than this? Two years have already turned Natsukawa Tora into a half-siscon!

However, perhaps it was due to the return of the city, or perhaps Fuyuki City was simply too small.

"Hmm? I remember you are... Saber's Master, Lord Natsukawa?"

Seeing Natsukawa Tora and Gray walking towards them, Tohsaka Tokiomi, dressed in his usual red suit, said with some surprise.

"I heard that you went to the Clock Tower as a student of Lord El-Melloi. Why are you here?"

"Lord Tohsaka..."

Wild-cooked pot of this world has appeared.

Xia Chuanhu frowned subconsciously, but his expression softened immediately when he saw the two little girls behind him: "Yes. I'm taking advantage of my vacation to come back for the New Year after two years and also to attend a doll exhibition."

“I see. Oh, I forgot to introduce you. These two are my daughters, Rin and Sakura.” Tokiomi Tohsaka turned slightly to reveal the two people behind him. “Speaking of which, I haven’t yet expressed my gratitude to you, Lord Natsukawa. I am truly grateful to you for rescuing Sakura from the Matou family.”

"If possible, please come to my home so I can express my gratitude."

"No, no, no, you're too kind." Natsukawa Torama quickly waved his hand. "I was just helping out when I saw injustice. Besides, it was actually Saber who saved Sakura. I didn't do anything. You don't need to thank me like this."

“Even so, you have indeed lent a helping hand. It is not the behavior of a nobleman to be ungrateful. Please allow me to return the favor.” Tokiomi Tohsaka insisted. “Since you are studying at the Clock Tower, why don’t I write a letter for some old friends at the Clock Tower and ask them to help look after you? Tokiomi has some influence at the Clock Tower.”

"That's not necessary—"

Before Natsukawa Torato could finish speaking, Tohsaka Tokiomi continued, "I apologize, I forgot that you are the disciple of Lord El-Melloi. Tokiomi's connections are indeed insufficient compared to the Lord's. I was being presumptuous."

"call......"