After the first class in the afternoon ended, Shirou opened his school bag, Mash had sharp eyes, and let out an exclamation, "Emiya-kun, in your school bag!"
At the moment when Ritsuka's gaze was about to move over, Shirou clamped the school bag tightly, turned around, used his back to block the two's line of sight, and then quickly pulled it tight.
Shirou didn't have a deskmate. It was said he was a foreigner, had not come to school all this time.
"You saw it, right, Mash-san?", Shirou rubbed his fists, eager to go.
Mash swallowed saliva.
"Looks like I can only kill to silence," He muttered to himself.
"Peeking into privacy is indeed a crime," Ritsuka gave a suggestion, "Emiya-kun, Mash takes a bath at ten o'clock every day, if you want to catch something on her, come at that time, I'll help you open the door."
"Eh! Ritsuka!", Mash's eyes widened.
"Isn't that too risky?", Shirou seemed to really be considering it.
"Wa-wait! It was just a few love letters, is that necessary?", Mash was nearly crying.
"Love letters?", Ritsuka looked at Shirou, "Emiya-kun, please explain."
"So why did Frieza want to eliminate the Saiyans?", Shirou pretended to flip through a book, as if he could get the answer from inside.
A pair of small, well-defined hands pressed down on Shirou's textbook. Flesh-colored nails were trimmed very neatly.
Ritsuka had a serious expression, "Emiya-kun, the love letters, I'm very curious."
"Me too, Emiya-kun," Mash also wanted to know about the love letters.
"There's not much to say actually."
Seeing there was no escape, Shirou had to explain, "They're all asking whether I'll still do the high jump today." (In reality, all were confession letters)
"Then will you do high jump today?", The two beautiful girls asked in unison.
"No!", Shirou was decisive.
One high jump and the love letters filled the whole school bag. If he did it a few more times, he feared the entire academy would become his harem group.
Girls? He didn't dislike. But guys? Absolutely not.
"Why?", Ritsuka regretted, "Emiya-kun clearly likes high jump so much."
'Isn't it you who likes it?', Shirou had already seen through their thoughts.
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[Home Economics Class]
Today was the day to use the sewing machine.
Ritsuka and Mash discussed what to make. Mash wanted to try embroidery, Ritsuka wanted to make a kimono.
The two hit it off instantly, one making the kimono, one doing embroidery on the kimono fabric.
Whether it could be worn or not was unknown, anyway the creativity was maxed out.
Shirou didn't think about why the curriculum would have this kind of subject like home economics, and still had to step on a sewing machine.
His home economics was EX level, and he knew a bit about sewing machines too.
The school's fabric wasn't top grade, but it was better than what Shirou usually wore. So he thought during the class whether he could make a kimono for Miyu and Illya.
'Shrine maiden outfit isn't bad either.'
Shirou would never admit that he was a straight black-haired shrine maiden fetishist.
"Emiya-kun hasn't thought about what to make yet?", The housewife-haired home economics teacher asked gently.
"Want to make a sports outfit for yourself? Suitable for high jump."
'So how many people actually watched the high jump yesterday?'
Shirou didn't have high standards, as long as people outside the school didn't show up.
After home economics class ended, Shirou packed up the half-made shrine maiden outfit.
Don't misunderstand, between kimono and shrine maiden outfit, he chose both.
Home economics class ended, time for club activities.
Shirou checked his own panel, because something was added.
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[Name: Emiya Shirou]
[Age: Already adult]
[Strength: D]
[Endurance: D]
[Agility: D]
[Charm: EX]
[Skills: Home Economics: EX, Writing: D＋, High Jump: ?]
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'Looks like the skill appeared after yesterday's high jump.'
According to the system's understanding, anything above A rank was a realm humans couldn't reach. This had nothing to do with limits.
But Shirou had three above A-rank entries on his panel, one was Charm, one was Home Economics, and the last was the totally incomprehensible High Jump.
'Got it, if I participate in the Holy Grail War in the future, I will go do high jump immediately, maybe it will lure out all those who wanted to become veterans.'
Noticing the extra skill panel, Shirou focused on writing the novel, planning to see if he had talent to raise Writing to C in just two days.
Club activities ended, Writing remained at D, but Shirou wasn't discouraged. He put away the draft paper, slung on his school bag and went downstairs together with Ritsuka and Mash.
"Really not doing high jump anymore?", Ritsuka still missed Shirou's high jump.
Shirou resolutely shook his head.
Walking to the field, the track and field club trained hard, baseball club was sweating like rain. Basketball gym's "Conquer the nation" slogan could even be heard here.
Though club activities had ended, they still didn't plan to go home.
Shirou thought, it wasn't that he himself disliked trouble, he was just thinking for those who trained hard.
Every time he did high jump, it would forcibly control them, in the long run, they would be ruined.
"Shirou!", At the school gate, Illya happily rushed over.
In contrast, Miyu was more shy, and beside her was a purple-haired girl, Sakura.
Just as Ritsuka was about to greet and part ways with Shirou, she got distracted, "Emiya-kun, they are?"
"My little sister, Emiya Miyu."
After introducing Miyu, he introduced the one holding his hand Illya, "My older sister, Illya, full name Illyasviel von Einzbern."
"This one is… Shirou's older sister?", Mash sized up, 'Does she even reach 1.4 meters?'
"Feels like you're thinking something rude," Illya looked a bit displeased, asked, "Shirou, who is she, your girlfriend?"
"Eh! Eh!", Mash was greatly startled, "No! No! I and Emiya-kun are just friends!"
"Yes, I can testify," Ritsuka also stepped in, "By the way, isn't this Tohsaka Sakura-san?"
Having her name called, Tohsaka Sakura didn't keep eavesdropping, smiled slightly,"Yes, I'm Tohsaka Sakura, a senior in the archery club with Miyu."
After self-introduction, Sakura behaved impeccably in the conversation with everyone, and also said many good things about Miyu.
Specifically, praised Miyu as obedient, learned very quickly, invited Shirou to come visit the archery club when he had time.
———
The conversation was kept brief. Watching Tohsaka Rin and Tohsaka Sakura get into a luxury car, Shirou also said goodbye to Ritsuka and the others.
"See you tomorrow, Emiya-kun."
"See you tomorrow."
Shirou slung his school bag over one shoulder, waved goodbye.
"Let's go, Illya, Miyu."
They also got in the car.
"Sella, safety first, we have time, please drive slowly," Having experienced the morning's Fast and Furious, Shirou still had lingering fear.
"Got it, Shirou-sama," Very different from the housewife image of Magical Girl Illya's Sella, today's Sella was still wearing the Einzbern-exclusive pure white maid outfit. Couldn't be called pretty, as only the face was showing.
But that face, delicate like a robot.
The car drove onto the street, passionate and unrestrained. Just after these two rides, Shirou already understood the importance of seat belts.
'If I remember correctly, Irisviel drives wildly too. So it's genetic?'
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