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Today was the day Illya, Miyu, and Kuro's school vacation began. After returning from school, the three of them left home to buy swimsuits with their classmates. After all, according to their plan, they were going to the beach tomorrow. Therefore, buying swimsuits today was very necessary. At the same time, the wealthy Luvia waved her hand and covered the cost of swimsuits for Miyu and the other two, as well as four of their other classmates. This made everyone even more excited. After all, getting things for free is practically human nature. So, a group of seven rushed to Fuyuki City's largest shopping mall after school to buy swimsuits.
However, just as everyone was happily discussing what kind of swimsuits to buy, Kuro suddenly reached out and pulled Illya away. In the emergency stairwell, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became as if enveloped in pink.
"Hey, if you're going to do it, do it quickly." Looking at Kuro, who was leaning against the wall, her face flushed and her movements a bit squirmish. Illya's mind was in utter disarray at this moment.
"No, why did things turn out this way! Isn't Kuro usually the proactive one?"
"Why is it like this today!"
"This atmosphere, to others, would look like I'm forcing her! Even though that's not how it is at all!" Illya constantly screamed in her mind, noticing the warming atmosphere between the two.
"K-Kuro, you do it. Isn't that how it usually is!" Illya slightly turned her face to the side, covering her small mouth, and said shyly. However, Kuro at this moment had none of her usual vigor. Hearing Illya's request, Kuro, leaning against the wall, also shyly turned her face slightly to the side, seemingly daring not to meet Illya's gaze.
"Eh, how did things turn out this way!"
"Isn't the truth that Kuro ran out of magic and needs me to replenish it?"
"Speaking of which, why does replenishing magic require kissing!" Illya, unwilling to constantly kiss Kuro like this in the future, pointed at Kuro and questioned loudly.
"Besides kissing, there are indeed other ways, but I don't think you'd ever agree."
"There really are other ways? What kind of way? Tell me quickly!" Looking at Illya's anxious expression, Kuro sighed helplessly, then walked to Illya's ear and whispered. Listening to Kuro's explanation, Illya's face continuously flushed. Finally, her head seemed to emit steam, constantly giving off white smoke.
"P-Pervert!!!" After hearing Kuro's explanation, Illya was so embarrassed she couldn't face anyone. She quickly crouched down, facing the stairs, to hide her predicament. Kuro could only sigh helplessly again. For this child, fluid exchange was indeed too stimulating. "I must have lost my mind, telling her all this, and explaining it so clearly. No wonder she's so shy!" Gently scratching her head, Kuro looked helpless.
"Speaking of which!"
"Even if it's necessary, it doesn't have to be me, right!" Illya, still unwilling to give up, struggled again. In response, Kuro could only continue to explain with a wry smile, "It's true that others can do it, but in terms of efficiency, the magic you get from doing it with you is ten times that of others." As she said that, as if remembering something, Kuro suddenly grinned mischievously and said, "It's fine if you refuse, but then I'll only be able to make up for quality with quantity!"
"Make up for quality with quantity!?" Illya's voice involuntarily grew louder, as if she had thought of something.
"That's right, so I'll just have to go around kissing everyone!"
"Ha! What are you even talking about!" One must know that Kuro shared the same face as Illya. Although her skin tone was slightly darker, it was harmless. Facing Kuro, when unaware that there were two of them, let alone Illya's friends, even her brother and maids, who saw her daily, couldn't tell the difference. They would only comment that Illya seemed to have gotten a bit tan recently. So, if Kuro went around kissing people, in the eyes of unsuspecting people, it would be Illya going around kissing people. Just thinking about walking down the street in the future and having people point and whisper about her, Illya couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Of course, I don't want to kiss strangers either, so I'll focus on people I know!"
"Indeed, if it's people I know, it has to be Big Brother Shirou!"
"B-Big Brother Shirou!?" The "Big Brother Shirou" that Kuro and Illya mentioned referred to Emiya Shirou, or rather, Tsukishiro Shirou. When Illya and her two companions were alone with either Emiya Shirou, they would call him "Brother." But if both Emiya Shirous were present, they would refer to the other Emiya Shirou as "Big Brother Shirou." Therefore, the "Big Brother Shirou" in Kuro and Illya's mouths at this moment referred to Tsukishiro Shirou!
"That's right, even though Brother is good, he's not a magus after all!"
"And Big Brother Shirou is not only a magus but an extremely powerful magus!"
"So, if I kiss Big Brother Shirou, I'll get even more magic, right!"
"Stop, don't say another word! I'll kiss you, alright!" Illya, unable to look at Kuro's remarks directly anymore, could only scream and agree to Kuro's request.
"Then come on!" Seeing Illya agree, Kuro reverted to her shy demeanor. And Illya was forced to lean in for the kiss. The fragrance of lilies immediately filled the stairwell. Although the scene at this moment looked exactly like Illya was actively kissing Kuro, the scene quickly shifted, and Illya went from being active to passive, being held against the wall by Kuro, who relentlessly took from her.
And this was the scene that Emiya Shirou and Matou Sakura witnessed. The shy Illya closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. But Kuro's persistence made her struggle to breathe, so she could only open her eyes, intending to resist appropriately. But the moment she opened her eyes, what came into view was not an empty, silent stairwell, but two figures holding up phones, constantly photographing the two of them. And these two figures were none other than her respected Big Sister Sakura and Big Brother! For a moment, Illya's expression gradually turned blank. Her eyes also gradually lost their highlights, as if she had been broken.
"Eh, why are Brother and Big Sister Sakura here? Am I dreaming! How could such an embarrassing thing happen!"
"Indeed, I must be dreaming! Don't you see, even though they're constantly taking pictures, the phones don't make any sound! How could Japanese phones not make a sound!" (Japanese phones' camera sounds seem to be impossible to turn off, apparently to prevent candid photography or something.)
"Haha, I really am dreaming!" Illya, unable to accept reality, could only continuously deceive herself to cover up her socially embarrassing moment. However, her limp, boneless body's touch made Kuro, who was supporting her, dissatisfied. She suddenly took a step back, looking at Illya, who had collapsed onto the ground, and said, "What are you doing, Illya? I know you're unwilling, but at least stand up straight!" But hearing her complaint, Illya made no movement, only staring blankly behind her.
"Huh, what's going on!" The helpless Kuro looked back and saw Emiya Shirou and Matou Sakura already standing behind her, seemingly taking close-up shots of the two of them!
"Haaah!!!"
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