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"Dong, dong, dong!"
"Bang!"
Accompanied by hurried footsteps, the door to Rimuru's room was kicked open from the outside.
"Rimuru, you're still sleeping?"
Emiya Shirou rushed in, a red-haired girl tucked securely under his arm.
The scene before him matched his expectations perfectly.
On the large bed, Rimuru had already reverted to his slime form and fallen asleep. He was currently being held in the arms of a blue-haired girl.
"Huh... Shirou?" Rimuru jolted awake, blinking in confusion as he looked at Emiya Shirou. Then his gaze shifted to the girl under Emiya Shirou's arm. "Who is she?"
"Before you ask me," Emiya Shirou replied calmly, "how about you look behind you first?"
"Behind me?"
Rimuru felt warmth coming from behind his body.
Instinctively, he assumed it was Shion.
After being ambushed by her in nighttime hugs so many times, he was already used to it. So he hadn't paid much attention to the warmth at all.
Now, hearing Emiya Shirou's reminder, Rimuru finally turned his gaze backward.
"Huh?"
"Who is this?!"
"Nice to meet you, Father."
The blue-haired girl smiled sweetly.
"I am Emiya."
"Emiya?!"
Rimuru froze.
Everything clicked instantly.
He turned his gaze stiffly toward Emiya Shirou, his expression full of disbelief.
In response, Emiya Shirou calmly lifted the red-haired girl in his arm and said flatly, "Just like you're thinking. They've really turned human."
Holding the red-haired girl up in front of him, Emiya Shirou examined her carefully.
Her face reflected his own features with unsettling clarity.
At the same time, traces of Rimuru's presence were unmistakable.
She clearly inherited the physical advantages of both of them.
A child born of Emiya Shirou and Rimuru.
Silence filled the room.
After a few seconds, Emiya Shirou turned his head toward Rimuru and spoke seriously.
"Rimuru, from now on, just assume your previous life was female."
"...What?"
"You're asexual in this life anyway," Emiya Shirou continued calmly, "and your appearance is still that of a young girl."
"Otherwise, if we say they're our children, I really can't accept it."
"I can't accept it either!" Rimuru shouted immediately.
Even though the situation was sudden, the sense of connection was undeniable.
Both of them were absolutely certain.
These two children were the weapons from before.
"I don't even have a wife," Rimuru muttered, his expression twisted, "and I already have children. This is way too bizarre."
Despite his words, his hand was gently stroking the blue-haired girl's hair.
And he was smiling.
Emiya Shirou noticed this and laughed while pinching the red-haired girl's cheek.
"Then you should be secretly happy," he said. "You don't even have a gender. How were you supposed to get a wife or kids in the first place?"
"You bastard!" Rimuru snapped. "You're just rubbing salt in the wound!"
Even as he protested, his gaze toward the blue-haired girl grew even softer.
At the same time, Emiya Shirou sat down beside him, the red-haired girl now seated on his lap.
His expression had also softened.
"This is a headache," Emiya Shirou said, rubbing his chin. Then he looked at Rimuru. "From now on, I'll call you Little Rimuru."
"Yes, Father!" Little Rimuru answered brightly.
Rimuru paused, then followed suit.
"Then I'll call you Little Emiya."
"Yes, Father!"
Hearing those words-
Both men froze.
Neither of them had ever been fathers.
Yet something surged from deep within their chests.
Warm.
Heavy.
Unfamiliar.
They didn't understand it.
They couldn't explain it.
Before they could ask more questions about how the two had transformed into human form, a noisy commotion suddenly erupted outside the room.
"Lord Rimuru, are you alright?!"
Emiya Shirou frowned slightly.
He already knew what had happened.
His earlier entrance had been... a little too dramatic.
Little Rimuru's sudden appearance had thrown him off more than he'd expected.
The noise outside was proof that everyone nearby had been awakened.
Listening to the discussions forming outside the door, Emiya Shirou and Rimuru exchanged glances.
This couldn't be kept secret.
"Gather in the meeting hall!" Rimuru shouted loudly. "I have something to announce!"
"Yes, Lord Rimuru!"
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"They're... they're actually the children of our two lords..."
Seated on both sides of the meeting hall, everyone couldn't help but steal glances.
Shion was holding one girl.
Shuna held the other.
"They became human after absorbing Lord Rimuru's magicules?"
"Then what race are these two princesses?"
Hearing Benimaru naturally refer to them as princesses made both Emiya Shirou and Rimuru visibly pleased.
"According to Great Sage's analysis," Rimuru said, "they belong to the Spirit Race."
"Spirits?"
They weren't naturally born spirits.
They were miraculous beings born from the hands of Emiya Shirou and Rimuru.
"Then what about their strength?" someone asked. "They inherited half of Lord Rimuru's magicules each. That must be terrifying."
"In terms of magicules alone," Rimuru replied, "they're definitely above A-rank."
"As for S-rank... they're still a little short."
"And skills?" Rimuru paused, then looked at the two girls.
Little Emiya stepped forward.
"When I was forged," she said calmly, "Father's body tissue was incorporated into me. Because of that, I gained the characteristic of Chameleon."
"That means even though I am a sword, I can transform into other weapon types."
"In addition, I inherited abilities from both Fathers."
"For example, the severing ability from the other Father. I can't cut concepts like him, but as long as something truly exists, I can sever it."
"At the same time, I inherited Father's Predator skill."
"I can devour other beings and extract new skills."
"These are my basic abilities."
After she finished, Little Rimuru stepped forward.
"My ability structure is the same as my older sister's," she said naturally, "but the skills I gained are different."
Since Little Emiya had been born first, she was naturally the elder sister.
"My characteristic comes from Father's fire ability. I can freely manipulate fire elements in the air."
"As for skills, I inherited part of Great Sage's functions from the other Father."
"And from Father here, I inherited Unlimited Blade Works."
"I can freely use the Noble Phantasms inside Blade Works to strengthen my attacks, or pull enemies into my world and fight them there."
"Additionally, both of us can assist our Fathers in combat in human form."
"Or transform back into pure weapons to support them directly."
"These are our general abilities."
Silence filled the meeting hall.
Everyone present understood one thing clearly.
These two girls were abnormal.
Utterly abnormal.
Emiya Shirou compared them silently to weapons from his memories.
Little Emiya felt like an impossibly strengthened, ultimate version of the Tessaiga.
Little Rimuru, meanwhile, resembled something closer to the Sword of Salvation wielded by the Last King.
They weren't identical.
But they shared one thing.
They were outrageously powerful.
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