In the anime, Kira Yoshikage longs for a peaceful life

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but,

Matou Kariya has no regrets!

Ever since he learned a year ago that Sakura was sent to the Matou family, he has been ready to sacrifice himself!

Although he had not seen Sakura even once in this year, Zouken Matou had already made a contract with him that before his death, Zouken Matou must not attack Sakura, implant the Bug Mark in her body, or do anything unfavorable to her.

As long as he can seize the Holy Grail, Matou Zouken will release Sakura and promise never to attack Sakura again!

The old bug's concessions in the contract were far more generous than Matou Kariya had imagined, so generous that he even suspected the old bug of having some conspiracy.

it's fine.

The more pain he endures now, the safer Sakura will be!

As long as he was still enduring the excruciating pain of the parasites constantly eating away at his body, Sakura wouldn't have to suffer the same pain as him.

"Xiaoying, I will definitely save you, I will..."

The Matou Kariya in the mirror gnashed his teeth. He had long been accustomed to the pain in his body, and the erosion of parasites could no longer defeat him.

Him now.

There is only overwhelming hatred in my heart!

Hatred for the old bug, hatred for Tōsaka Tokiomi!

"Tousaka Tokiomi! I will definitely kill you! Even if it costs me everything!"

In the shadows.

The black knight, with ominous aura shrouding his body and ferocious horns sticking out from both sides of his helmet, stood silently by the side.

The knight affected by the class is unable to speak, and even his thoughts are infected, becoming extremely crazy.

But the obsession he holds is extremely clear!

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"What are you looking at, Saber?"

The girl asked gently.

"Looking at your daughter,

"And your husband, and his lover."

The blonde girl in a blue dress turned around, looked at the saint-like woman, and answered in a serious tone.

"They are not lovers. They are Kira-kun's lovers, just like me."

Irisviel smiled, placed the tea on the table, and walked to the window to observe the father and daughter in the courtyard with Saber.

They are making a snowman in the yard.

of course.

It's more like carving than making a snowman.

It's not a simple snowman made of two snowballs with branches and carrots inserted on them.

Instead, it is carefully replicating the original appearance of its owner, even the face and hair are completely restored.

"That kid is going to stay here,"

Irisviel touched the window with her silk-gloved hand and whispered, "While we are away, the snowman will accompany her on our behalf. But it won't be long, we will be back soon."

Saber asked doubtfully:

"Why can you accept such a thing so calmly?"

"What?" Irisviel blinked.

"I mean, accepting your husband and other things..."

"Other lovers."

Irisviel seemed to know what she wanted to say, her eyes were extremely gentle:

"Because I love him. Besides, it's not that I can accept them, but that they can accept me. Compared with them, I came later.

"You know what, Saber?

"I am just an artificial human, just a tool, a puppet whose fate has been planned since birth. I should not expect the same precious feelings as humans. But he stubbornly taught me what love is, even though I couldn't understand what love is at that time and just blindly catered to him.

"But, I must be in love with him now, because he has always loved me since the beginning!"

"Maybe it's just human possessiveness."

"Possessiveness is also a kind of love~!"

Irisviel smiled and said:

"Would you try to possess someone you don't love? Saber, you are the king of Britain. You must love the people of Britain, right? That's why you protect them, but would you try to love and protect those who invade your country?"

Saber remained silent. The answer was obvious.

She is a knight who loves her people from the bottom of her heart and will fight to protect them.

But as for the invaders, she would just kill them all.

"This is different."

Saber opened her red lips slightly, trying to refute.

"There's nothing different~!"

Irisviel winked playfully, "Isn't it all love?"

"This is not right! Can this kind of twisted love still be called love?"

"That's right~"

Facing the Knight King's accusation, Irisviel smiled and frankly admitted it, "From the beginning he told me honestly that his love for me was a twisted love, but I know that love is genuine, and my love for him is also genuine. As for the twisted..."

Irisviel held her hands to her chest, feeling her heartbeat, and whispered:

"Artificial humans are twisted creatures from the beginning. A twisted me and this twisted love, aren't they a perfect match?"

Saber didn't know how to refute, so she could only say dryly:

"Totally incomprehensible."

Irisviel smiled and said:

“It’s okay. Kira-kun once told me that humans cannot understand each other, so don’t judge others’ lifestyles easily.

"I love him, but I don't necessarily understand him completely. He also loves me, but he doesn't necessarily understand me completely. But we still love each other deeply and tolerate each other's misunderstanding. Is this wrong?"

Saber was completely speechless. As upright as she was, she still could not agree with Irisviel’s point of view.

But for a moment, she didn't know how to refute.

Obviously, they are all fallacies, but they seem to make sense at first glance.

For someone as tongue-tied as her, trying to beat Irisviel in a debate would undoubtedly be a humiliation to herself.

But there is one thing that Saber is very clear about—

The girl named Irisviel has been completely infected by the poison called Kira Yoshikage!

But she also understood.

Even if she questioned Irisviel, she would not get a response, because she had already guessed Irisviel's answer:

People are born as a blank sheet of paper, and all their understanding of the world depends on what color it is dyed with.

Some people have too many colors, so they themselves become contradictory geometries.

Some people have very monotonous colors, and most of these people are very pure.

And Irisviel, since she was born, has been colored by the man named Kira Yoshikage.

Everything about her was trying to get closer to that man, even unconsciously catering to him.

But on the other hand, such monotonous colors also allow her to always remain pure.

If I have to describe it.

When Kira Yoshikage was dyeing Irisviel, he specifically protected the pure white base color in the middle.

It maintains her pure whiteness, yet is dyed with her own color, while not giving other colors a chance to take over.

This is undoubtedly possessiveness, a possessiveness that is both terrifying and gentle, and chilling.

He never even bothered to hide it.

“Saber.”

Irisviel asked curiously, "So you are also interested in things like this?"

She had thought that the legendary Knight King would be more serious and not debate with her about 'love'.

Saber remained silent for a long time before she spoke:

“In my time, I was once told…

"The king does not understand human nature."

“The human heart is a very complicated thing.”

Irisviel saw that Saber was bothered by this sentence, and said with a smile, "If you really want to understand what the human heart is, I do have a suggestion."

"what?"

Saber immediately asked.

"The method is,"

Irisviel gently took Saber's hand and whispered in her ear:

"Become Kira-kun's wife like me, and let him teach you."

"Well!"

Saber widened her eyes and looked at Irisviel in disbelief.

She took it back.

There is no pure white left. This woman is obviously completely broken!

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In the courtyard, Illya took two steps back and looked at the snowman she had worked so hard to build. She did not feel much joy in her heart. Instead, she felt extremely depressed.

"Dad, Mom Yukino, Sister Yangno, are you all leaving?"

"Ah, it won't be long."

Kira Yoshikage squatted down, held Illya in his arms, and comforted her softly.

Yukinoshita Haruno scratched Illya's nose and said with a smile:

"If Sister Yang No doesn't leave, but stays here with you, will Illya be happy?"

Illya showed a surprised expression, but soon asked:

"What about Ellie's mom?"

"Well!"

Yang Noi frowned, "Sure enough, sister is still not as good as mother! I wanted to stay with Illya, but now, humph!"

Illya's face turned slightly red, but she did not refute.

My sister is very good, but my mother is still better.

"You've been asking Illya to call you sister. Sister, how old are you? Isn't it time to stop?"