Miyu described Illya as the moon. Indeed, the moon was sacred and undeniable.
But Shirou felt that Illya was more like an elf walking in the snow.
Her white skin, her face that carried radiance like an angel, and those innocent red eyes. No matter how many times he looked, it was hard to believe that in this world there could be such a beautiful girl.
Snow was often used to describe a person's innocence and purity.
Today, however, Shirou wanted to use her to describe snow, Illya was just that beautiful.
"I-Ilya!", Miyu opened her mouth wide, her eyes filled with confusion, puzzlement, and shock.
Why would Illya appear here, and even claim to be their older sister?
"Miyu, we meet again," Illya placed both hands behind her back and greeted cutely.
"Mm, we meet again…", Miyu answered reflexively, "Wait, why are you here?"
"Because I'm your Onee-san," Illya smiled innocently.
"Onee-san what, that's way too strange!"
Everything happened too suddenly, and Miyu didn't know what kind of expression she should make.
They were still friends during the day, and now sisters at night?
Her daily life unfolding like this… seemed a bit strange, didn't it?
Shirou slapped his forehead. He hadn't put the phone on speaker just now, so Miyu knew nothing.
Anyway, he should bring them inside first.
"You're Illya, right?", Shirou smiled.
"Mm, Shirou," Illya nodded obediently, looking quite favorable.
"You must've been waiting outside for a while? Let's go inside and talk," Shirou pulled the still-confused Miyu and entered the house with Illya.
"Black tea okay?"
"Okay," in the living room, Illya answered with a smile, "As long as Shirou made it, anything is fine."
"Then I'm truly grateful."
While brewing tea, Shirou thought, 'System, can you make drowsy black tea?'
["Please don't ask such boring questions next time."]
'You can't even brew drowsy black tea, useless!'
———
After making the tea and handing it to the two girls, Shirou sat beside Miyu.
"Nii-chan."
The sudden appearance of an older sister made Miyu feel completely uncomfortable.
After Shirou's explanation, she roughly understood the current situation.
Illya was the biological daughter of Kiritsugu and Irisviel, who had adopted them, and starting from today she would live with them.
Clearly they were still friends just this morning.
"Miyu doesn't blame me, right?", Illya took a sip of black tea and let out a satisfied sigh.
"It's even tastier than what Sella makes. Shirou, Illya wants to drink your tea every day."
"That, of course, is no problem. I should say, it's good that Illya likes it," Shirou's attitude was very easygoing. He wasn't at all surprised or uncomfortable with Illya's appearance. It was as if once Illya appeared, he truly accepted her as family.
Illya truly became curious. Not to mention the jump under the sunset earlier. Kiritsugu's adopted son, this little brother named Emiya Shirou, truly piqued her curiosity.
But before that…
She turned her gaze to the slightly uneasy Miyu and smiled, "Why aren't you talking, Miyu? Do you hate this onee-san?"
"N-no, it's not like that," Miyu waved her hands in a panic, "I just…"
She was afraid Illya's arrival would break the peaceful life she had with Shirou.
"Don't worry, Miyu," Illya seemed to see through her concern, "I won't treat you as indecent children snatching away Kiritsugu and Irisviel."
"I-indecent children," Miyu subconsciously ignored the former part, too nervous to follow up.
A pair of big hands suddenly pressed on her head.
"Don't worry, Miyu. The slightly excessive daily life will be protected by your brother."
Shirou's smile made Miyu feel at ease. She held the big hands covering her head and sweetly smiled, "Mm."
Such a harmonious scene made Illya very dissatisfied, "Hey! I am angry, why does it feel like I have become the villain?"
"There's no such thing. Illya is also a very important family member to me," Shirou remained gentle as always.
"Hope you're not just saying that to please me," Illya didn't believe there were people in this world who could treat a stranger like family just upon meeting.
"Mm, I'm exactly trying to please you," Shirou admitted very straightforwardly.
Illya hadn't expected that, "You're not afraid I will hate you for saying that?"
Shirou thought for a moment and smiled, "That's possible. But compared to lying, I'd rather you don't hate me and Miyu because of a lie."
"Why?", The inexperienced Illya couldn't understand Shirou's thoughts at all. Including what Shirou said next.
"Because isn't Illya my Onee-san?"
Shirou poured her tea and said gently, "Although, rather than an Onee-san, I'd prefer Illya could become my little sister. But even as an Onee-san, I don't dislike you."
"That kind of statement…", With black tea accompanying, Illya, who originally planned to establish dominance, felt like she was being conquered instead.
'How can this be… such a cheat move!'
"Alright!", Shirou clapped his hands, "Everyone must be hungry. I'll cook dinner, and after we eat, let's watch a movie together."
"Let me do it, Nii-chan," Seeing Shirou working so hard to get along with Illya for the sake of this home, Miyu felt she should do something as well.
"Miyu, you must have a lot you want to talk about with Illya," Shirou winked at her, "Have a good conversation, okay?"
———
The table was full of snacks and fruit, all brought out by Shirou. There were chocolate sticks, milk candies, milk egg rolls; apples, strawberries, and grapes. As for drinks, only the black tea brewed by Shirou.
He had asked both of them, and they only wanted the tea he made.
Miyu sat opposite Illya, fingers together and nervously fidgeting.
Her brother had worked hard to create this opportunity for her, but she had no idea what to say. Clearly back at school they had such happy chats.
Illya appeared indifferent, opening a box of chocolate sticks and biting them one by one. Her red eyes narrowed, looking very happy.
While eating, as if feeling something, she adjusted her white socks that reached just below her calves. Turns out, her legs also had red marks left by the socks.
Miyu watched Illya closely and found that everything she did exuded girlish charm. Clearly she called herself "Onee-san" again and again, yet didn't act like one at all.
Probably stared too long, Illya looked at her with innocent eyes and asked, "Miyu's not eating?"
"I-I don't need to," Miyu was sweating profusely. Because she was kneeling, her hands resting on her legs had nowhere to go.
Other than her brother, she had never gotten close to anyone. Illya was technically the first.
"That's not good, Miyu."
"What?"
Illya changed her kneeling posture into sitting on her knees. The beautiful and soft body of the girl under the warm white incandescent light was displayed vividly.
She held a chocolate stick and leaned forward across the table.
"Shirou specially got these snacks for us. Not eating is no good. Ah~ Onee-san will feed you."
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