"So, while it's still early, let's go out shopping."
Looking at Saber and Sakura, who had just met each other, Shirou spoke.
"Shopping?"
Saber looked at Shirou with a slightly puzzled look.
"That's right. Not only can you buy some clothes to change into, Saber, but Sakura also needs to buy some."
After hearing Shirou's words, Saber nodded.
"I see."
And as for Sakura, it went without saying; she would basically listen to whatever Shirou said.
...
All the way from the hotel to the shopping street, Sakura sat beside Shirou, her little hands clutching his sleeves.
This was likely Sakura's first time going out since being brought back, so she looked a little nervous.
The time was about 7 o'clock in the morning.
If it were a little later, he would almost miss school, but Shirou not only didn't panic, but he didn't even care.
Having come to this point, what big scenes hadn't he seen?
It really was not a big deal to be late for school at this moment.
The area where Sakura came with him was the center of the city, and the shopping street where Shirou was currently located was the busiest area, with a variety of shops of all types.
There was still a lot of money left over from Kayneth, so there was no need to worry about funds.
What's more, with the means that Shirou has now, it is really easy to make money.
Shirou took Saber and Sakura into the most prosperous street.
Sakura, who was following behind, looked a little reserved, and the passers-by around them cast curious glances when they saw them.
Of course, most of them were looking at Saber.
Because of her noble temperament and beautiful appearance, she surpassed almost all the female stars on the market; just standing there gave people infinite reverie.
"Hmm... Let's go to that house."
Shirou took Sakura's soft little hand and led her into a high-end clothing store.
Saber hurriedly followed.
"Hello, women's clothing is here."
As soon as he walked into the clothing store, a waiter dressed in black stepped forward and bowed slightly to Saber very politely.
However, Saber did not answer the waiter immediately but looked at Shirou.
"Saber, you can pick a few too," Shirou said.
"Good." Saber nodded.
At this time, the waiter who had seen everything immediately realized that Shirou was the dominant one among the three and instantly bowed slightly to Shirou.
"Please."
In Japan, this kind of etiquette is very important, and naturally, it is impossible to have the kind of cliché plot where the waiter looks down on people and is slapped in the face by the protagonist.
The dazzling array of clothes was just a little outdated in the eyes of Shirou, who came from the future, but it was also good for this era.
"Hey, do you have Lolita dresses here?" Shirou asked straight to the point. "For my sister. It is best to have a Gothic style, with a purple tinge as much as possible."
Shirou nudged Sakura lightly, making her stand in front of him.
The little girl, who had never experienced such a thing, was a little overwhelmed and stood in place.
"Okay, no problem."
The customer is God, and this high-end clothing store clearly implemented this philosophy.
With a business-like smile, the good-looking waitress led Sakura to the fitting room inside.
And Shirou went to the side to see Saber change her clothes... It was to see how she looked after she changed her clothes.
"What do you think of this, Shirou?"
Saber wore a white shirt and a short black skirt, and her slender and even legs were covered with a layer of black stockings with a wonderful texture, reflecting a seductive sheen in the light.
"I think it is OK!"
Shirou raised his hands in approval.
However, in the end, Saber changed into a women's black suit on the grounds that it was too strange for Saber to look at herself in battle otherwise.
Even so, it still couldn't hide the beauty of Saber.
But the fact that there were no black stockings left a regretful impression on Shirou.
"..."
Shirou covered his face and looked up at the sky.
Even the waiter in charge of this side followed suit...
"The boss is confused!"
But what Saber decides, eight horses can't pull back.
Seeing that there was no hope here, Shirou turned back to check on Sakura.
Soon, the waitress came out of the fitting room with Sakura.
Shirou looked at her and couldn't take his eyes off her.
Sakura, who had been thoroughly dressed up, looked like the most delicate doll, and it was amazing how it swept away the somewhat dull feeling from before.
Her long purple hair was soft on both sides of her young cheeks, and she wore a purple flower hair ornament on the left side of her head. The gorgeous purple and white dress made people want to hold her in their arms.
There were also black cotton socks.
Seeing this, Shirou couldn't help frowning.
"How can they be black!"
With a wave of his hand, Shirou looked like a cultist who believed in some kind of god.
"Give me a pair of white stockings of the highest quality!"
When the waitress heard such a strange request, she immediately looked at Shirou, because the statement was so strange that she began to be alert as to whether Shirou was a criminal.
However, after careful observation, she found that the girl only had red cheeks and was very shy, but she did not feel coerced at all.
It looks like another complicated relationship.
"What are you doing in a daze?"
Shirou didn't know that in the few seconds just now, the waitress had already imagined a forbidden brother-sister romance, so he urged her to hurry up.
Soon, after paying the bill, Shirou left the clothing store with Saber and Sakura, who were dressed in elaborate clothes, and drove back to the hotel.
"Well, I will go first. Saber, you stay here to take care of Sakura today, and I will be over when it is night."
Hearing Shirou's words, Saber nodded and stood up.
"Be careful all the way, Shirou."
"Hmm."
Looking at the scene of Saber and Sakura staying in the room and talking about something, Shirou suddenly had the illusion that he was like a rich man who had a lover outside and even had a child.
Quickly shaking his head, Shirou put aside this boring thought, left the hotel, and walked in the direction of Homurahara Elementary School.
While working as a magus, his apparent identity is just a child in elementary school.