Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Shirou tilted his head and said, "Hmm, it should be enough for three days, even if you take into account Fujii's appetite, which is not that of a middle school girl."

Sakura Matou laughed and said, "Hehe, Shirou-nii is especially popular with the aunties in the store. He's been given lots of free gifts."

"How embarrassing," Shirou said.

"Hey, Amamiya, out shopping?"

The two turned around and saw a primary school girl with short brown hair and a refreshing appearance standing there.

"American dropout".

The girl's name is Misaki Ayako. She attends the same elementary school as Shirou. Although she is a girl, she has a bold and forthright personality that is in no way inferior to that of a boy.

Shirou is the king of the kids in the Fukayama-cho area, and his gang of followers includes Ayako Misaki's younger brother.

Later, for some unknown reason, Shirou was targeted by Ayako Misaki.

Lately, she's been constantly asking me to learn martial arts with her, saying things like, "Amamiya, you definitely have talent! I can't be wrong about you!" But Shirou always politely declines.

Looking at the girl hiding behind Shirou, Mitsuko asked curiously, "Is this Amamiya's sister?"

"No, she's my friend's sister."

“My friend’s sister…”

This title gradually caused the light in Matou Sakura's pupils to fade.

Shirou quickly added, "She's like a little sister to me, Sakura."

Ayako Misaki suddenly realized and muttered to herself, "She's from Tohsaka... I see, the two sisters really don't look alike... Ah, my parents are calling me. Amamiya, see you at school."

After saying that, she waved and turned to leave.

The girl came quickly, and left quickly, like a gust of wind.

"Sakura, let's go back too."

"Okay, Shirou-nii-san!"

Two elementary school students walk and chat along a crowded shopping street.

"I'm so lucky to have caught the milk discount. I might consider making some cakes later."

"Shirou-nii can even make cakes?" Matou Sakura asked in surprise.

Shirou nodded: "Yeah, but Sakura, you still prefer to drink raw milk, right?"

Sakura Matou drinks a glass of milk every morning and evening, which is quite remarkable for an elementary school student.

"I really want to try the cake that Shirou-nii made." Matou Sakura looked on with a longing expression.

"I'll definitely let you try it if I get the chance."

Shirou observed her expression and asked, "By the way, has Sakura accepted that I've moved out of the Matou family?"

The girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "Since it was Shirou-nii's decision, I can't really criticize it, and besides..."

"and?"

"No...nothing."

Matou Sakura hurriedly lowered her cheeks, which were gradually turning red.

The girl recalled a sentence she had read in a book a few days ago—"Distance makes the heart grow fonder."

"And I'll come to Shirou-nii's place to play often from now on!"

Shirou nodded and said, "If it's Sakura, she's always welcome. Please also pass that message on to Shinji."

Hearing him say that, the girl gave a bright and lovely smile: "Okay! I will definitely bother Shirou-nii often."

Shirou: "..."

It seems like she only listened to the first half. What about Shinji?

Shirou suddenly felt that Sakura had become much more cheerful lately.

Her initial impression should be that of a very introverted, silent, and timid girl who would back down when faced with challenges.

But now, Matou Sakura has become both composed and confident, so mature that she hardly seems like a child who has just turned 7.

Is it possible to grow up to this extent so quickly simply by leaving the protection of one's parents and sister and coming to a new environment?

Well, it's not a bad thing, is it?

Just as Shirou was marveling at the incredible potential for growth possessed by humanity—

"I am where I am today because of Shirou-nii. It was Shirou-nii who saved me."

Under the magnificent sunset, the girl's face was painted with a beautiful color that was hard to tell whether it was a blush or a rosy glow.

Shirou sensed something was wrong: "...Sakura?"

"If it weren't for Shirou-nii, I don't know what I would be like now, but it would definitely be terribly miserable, right? So..."

Sakura Matou put down her shopping bag and squeezed Shirou's hand.

"Even if I leave the Matou family, Shirou-nii won't abandon me, right?"

A sharp chill ran down his back, and Shirou nodded stiffly.

"Of course! How could I possibly abandon you? Sakura, we'll always be best friends..."

"Great."

The gloom on Matou Sakura's face vanished, replaced by a shy smile.

"By the way, where's Shinji?"

"Oh no... I've lost my brother!"

Even after they had already left the shopping street, they finally realized that they seemed to have forgotten something.

Finally, they found the lost Shinji Matou in a police booth in the shopping street.

She cried so hard.

……

……

"Then I'll go prepare dinner. You can wait in the living room or your room."

"Brother Shirou, are you sure you don't need any help?"

"Hmm, Sakura has been with me all day, she must be tired by now, she should take a good rest."

Having finally convinced Matou Sakura, Shirou entered the brand-new kitchen and put on a brand-new apron.

Although it's a bit unfair to Sakura to say this, I really hope that I can enjoy this kitchen all by myself for the first time.

"--hiss."

Shirou took a deep breath, regained his usual expression, washed his hands, and opened the shopping bag full of purchases.

I bought seasonings, vegetables, and meats from the shopping street... I'll put the parts I won't use tonight in the refrigerator.

It took about twenty minutes to tidy up the kitchen, and then I officially started cooking.

As for what to have for dinner, Shirou had already decided while he was shopping.

The main character is the fish that Fujimura sent during the day to celebrate the completion of the new mansion.

Like Japan, Britain is an island nation, so fish is the easiest and most frequently prepared ingredient to eat while traveling.

Once he starts cooking, Shirou becomes so engrossed that he loses track of time.

When I looked up again, an hour had already passed.

"Dinner's ready, Sister Teng, don't go to sleep."

Shirou placed the prepared dishes on the table one by one, and the aroma of the food instantly filled the large living room.

Although I was mentally prepared, this...

Everyone stared in astonishment at the lavish dinner.

"Shirou, is there anything you can't do...?"

"It just happens to be something I know how to do."

Shirou took off his apron: "I thought I had bought all the kitchen utensils and seasonings, but when I got back I realized I was still missing something... I can do even better tomorrow."

Fujimura Taiga exclaimed in surprise, "No, no, no, it's perfect enough!"

If I had done even better, I, as a woman, would have been utterly ashamed! Ah… Sakura is almost in tears!

Sakura, it's okay~ Shirou is a rather unusual kid, so it's alright not to use him as a standard~

"What do you mean by 'not ordinary'? Not ordinary, Sister Teng."

Shirou said with dissatisfaction, "I haven't made this in a long time, so I'm a bit rusty. Please forgive me if the taste is not to your liking."

"Sorry... How old are you this year?"

She just turned 8 a few days ago.

Shirou answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world and sat down in his seat.

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Volume 1, Chapter 25: Mixed Bathing!?

"Let's eat while the food is still hot."

Everyone swallowed hard, simply said "I'm starting to eat," and then relaxed.

The Fujimura family's cuisine is primarily Japanese, while the Matou family's is mainly Western-style.

Taking into account their respective dietary habits, Shiro prepared a meal that was half Japanese and half Western tonight.

Fujimura Taiga first drank a bowl of miso soup.

As the aroma of the broth is inhaled into the nasal cavity, the miso flavor, which complements the aroma, spreads throughout the mouth.

"Wow...it's so delicious! So delicious! I haven't had such good miso soup in ages, Shirou!"

Shirou narrowed his eyes with relief: "Thank you for the compliment. I'm very happy that you said that, Fujii-nee."

Soon, the Matou siblings also gave their own evaluations.

"It tastes much better than what the maid at home makes."

Although it may sound impolite, it is the highest praise a chef could receive, coming from Shinji Matou.

"It's so delicious..."

A simple and frank compliment, from Matou Sakura.

After that, the three of them turned into ruthless praise machines.

They enjoyed their meal immensely, praising Shiro's culinary skills, and the cheerful atmosphere lasted until the meal ended.

"I'm stuffed."

"Me too."

"I can't eat anymore."

The food on the table was devoured in no time, and all three of them wore satisfied expressions.

Seeing how much they enjoyed their meal, Shirou was also very happy.

A somewhat noisy but very enjoyable dinner time—

Maybe that's the reason I moved here.

After the meal, Shirou wanted to wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen, but Fujii made him sit down.

"Leave the rest to us."

Fujimura Taiga smiled and said, "It's about time I showed my adult strength. I can't keep being looked down upon by elementary school kids."

"it is good."