Shirou Emiya stands on the Terra continent

The pants and backpack also had to be thrown away. Like the jacket, they were full of holes of varying sizes and were no longer usable.

However, Emiya seemed to have seen someone walking on the street wearing ripped pants.

"Hmm...I guess I'm not suitable, am I?"

Emiya thought about how he would look in those ripped pants, and it took him about ten seconds to deny it.

I rinsed the jacket briefly and although it was no longer wearable, I could still put it away.

After all, this is one of the few things that Emiya can recall from the past.

knock knock.

"Is Mr. Emiya here?"

Sora's voice was heard from the other side of the door. Emiya put his coat out in the sun and immediately went to open the door.

"Sora? Why are you back so early?"

Emiya opened the door and let Sora in.

When there was nothing to do, they would gather here, so Emiya was used to it.

The room upstairs is more like a place to sleep for Penguin Logistics and others, but this side has a more homely atmosphere.

The price to pay is that there have been gradually more strange things piled up here. Fortunately, with Emiya's strong request and diligent daily sorting, nothing has appeared that would make a young man like him feel uncomfortable.

But even so, Emiya sometimes still feels a little uncomfortable when he is with a group of girls every day, especially those who are relatively pretty.

But after seeing the mess they made and their eccentric personalities, all other feelings disappeared.

The only thing left was the urge to hit someone.

Every time the urge came over him, Emiya would remind himself that he was rescued by them and hired to take care of them.

"I finished early here, so I came back to process some materials. Texas and the others should be back later."

Sora hurried into the living room, sat at his seat, picked up the documents and prepared to start doing paperwork.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll put the coffee here."

Watching Sora busy, Emiya made a cup of coffee and placed it aside.

Texas brought the coffee machine down from upstairs, and it took Emiya a while to learn how to use it, and he even specifically looked up how to make coffee.

Thanks to this, he is now the best coffee maker in Penguin Logistics.

"Thank you. By the way, Emiya, you just got back?"

Sora picked up the coffee and took a sip. Emiya added some milk, so the coffee wasn't that bitter and not too hot.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Sora realized that Emiya's clothes were a little different from this morning.

"Well, I went to buy today's ingredients. Tonight's dinner will be very sumptuous."

Emiya sat across from Sora, drinking ice water from the refrigerator.

"Really? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Hearing that the dinner would be sumptuous, Sora's heart, which had been a little exhausted by work, instantly revived.

Although she likes her two current jobs very much, love and tiredness are not in conflict, and she will still be tired when she should be tired.

The meals that Emiya cooked could be said to be the tonic that healed her every day.

"As long as you like it, I'll just cook something simple for lunch. I guess Sora hasn't eaten yet."

Seeing Sora's eyes suddenly light up, Emiya also felt happy.

After all, who wouldn’t be happy when what you make is highly recognized?

"Not yet."

Kong shook his head vigorously, and his two ponytails kept swinging.

Emiya nodded and went to the kitchen.

"There should be some dumplings left from the ones Croissant brought back two days ago..."

Emiya looked in the refrigerator and decided that lunch would be the remaining frozen dumplings in the refrigerator.

But he didn't plan to boil it because he had just eaten it yesterday, so this time he wanted to try frying it.

Taking out the dumplings, non-stick pan, and flour, Emiya began to prepare today's lunch.

First, mix the flour and water, the ratio of flour to water is 1:1.5 respectively.

It’s okay to use more water, just adjust the amount according to the number of dumplings you want to cook.

After adding oil to a non-stick pan, shake the pan to allow the oil to be evenly distributed. When the oil is slightly hot, you can put the dumplings in.

Emiya arranged them slightly so that they would be neater when they came out of the pot.

Wait for about two minutes, then pour the flour water along the outside of the dumplings, covering about one-fifth of the dumplings.

Then cover the lid and wait for the water to dry up, using low heat during this period.

“Soy sauce, tableware…”

Taking advantage of the break, Emiya brought out plates for two and bowls for sauce.

After about six minutes, Wei Gong checked the condition of the pot. It was completely dry and the flour and water had turned into a beautiful crust.

"Add some more water and let it simmer for a while."

Emiya shook the pan to prevent the fried dumplings from sticking to the pan, and at the same time assessed that the dumplings seemed not yet cooked, so he added a little water on them and kept the lid on.

After waiting for a while, Emiya opened the lid and made sure it was cooked before turning to medium heat to dry out the excess moisture.

Then use a spatula to cut the whole piece of fried dumpling into half and place them in the plate with the burnt side facing up.

That was it, and Emiya picked up the two plates and walked out of the kitchen.

"Just a simple lunch, the dumplings that Croissant brought a few days ago."

Emiya came out with a plate and Sora cleared the table while Emiya brought out some cutlery first.

After all, it would be terrible if food got on documents, and how could you let work ruin a healing meal!

"Dumplings? But what I just heard was probably the sound of frying, right?"

Sora was a little confused. She had just clearly heard the unique sound when oil and water came into contact. Also, the smell coming from the plate in Emiya's hand didn't seem to be the smell of dumplings.

"After all, I just ate it yesterday, so I changed the method a little bit today."

Emiya placed Sora's portion in front of Sora, and she saw what today's lunch would look like.

"Fried dumplings?"

In Kong's memory, dumplings were only boiled in water.

"Well, fried dumplings, the only seasoning is soy sauce. If you want something spicy, Croissant seems to have a can of special chili sauce in the refrigerator."

Emiya used chopsticks to press down the golden fried skin between the dumplings and separate them.

Seeing this, Sora followed Emiya's example and separated the dumplings and dipped the upper half in soy sauce.

When you bite it, it makes a crunchy sound and a full sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

19 Title

The dumplings that Croissant brought back tasted really good in themselves. The golden and crispy skin was enhanced by the aroma of the oil!

I even wondered if I should try some of the croissant's special hot sauce.

It must smell delicious.

"What's wrong? Not to your liking?"

Seeing Sora looking like he was thinking about life, Emiya thought that Sora didn't like today's lunch.

"No, no, it's because it's so delicious that I'm thinking about whether to make it spicy... woo."

Before Kong finished speaking, she put down her chopsticks and covered her mouth. She spoke too quickly and bit her tongue.

"Are you okay? I'll get you the chili sauce."

Seeing Sora bit his tongue, Emiya brought Sora a glass of water, then went to the kitchen to get the can of chili sauce that Croissant particularly liked.

"Hmm... I remember it was very spicy, so just make some, right?"

Emiya thought about how at the dumpling party yesterday, Croissant fed him a dumpling covered in this sauce, and he almost thought his tongue was going to be lost.

Emiya poured a small amount of chili sauce into the empty sauce bowl and stirred it evenly.

He himself is useless. He is still a little scared after what happened yesterday.

It’s not that I’m afraid of spicy food, but I’m just afraid of this can of chili sauce.

"hiss…"

Recalling the consequences of yesterday's accidental ingestion, Emiya took a deep breath and hurriedly walked outside to hand the bowl of sauce to Sora.

"Ok?"

Sora looked at the bowl of sauce that Emiya stuffed in his hand, wondering why the other party became so impatient.

"Ahem...be careful, that's spicy."

As if realizing that Sora had noticed something was wrong with him, Emiya coughed twice and spoke awkwardly.

“Pfft—hahahahahaha.”

After hearing what Emiya said, Sora remembered that yesterday Emiya was secretly stuffed with a dumpling dipped in this chili sauce, and then rushed into the kitchen because of the spicy taste.

This was the first time Sora had seen Emiya with that expression, and of course it was also the first time he had seen him look so embarrassed today.

Even though they had known each other for a short time, Emiya had taken care of them for nearly a month after all, and what Sora saw was basically the housekeeper who would take care of them, prepare breakfast, lunch and dinner for them every day, tidy up the environment, and do the laundry.

Yes, before this, Sora had only seen Emiya as a housekeeper who interacted with them, and rarely saw Emiya like he is now.

But it might also have something to do with her habit of getting along with others. She can't get along with everyone as quickly as the others, especially since Emiya sometimes gives off an aura that says "keep away from strangers."

"I'm not afraid of spicy food! It's just that the chili sauce on the croissant is particularly spicy!"

Seeing Sora laughing, Emiya couldn't hold back anymore.

But he forgot to add the words "but" or "just" after the negative sentence, which made it seem like he was deliberately covering up something.

"It's not that...Pfft, wait a minute."

Seeing Emiya trying hard to refute, Sora felt that Emiya was easier to get close to now.

Sora always felt that Emiya was a lot like Texas, always looking cold and only showing his true self at certain times or with certain people.

"Damn it... Let's just have croissants for dinner! I'll go to the supermarket and buy some later!"

Seeing Sora laughing non-stop, Emiya decided with a sad face to let the Croissant kill each other.

Feast? Not happening.

"Huh... I'm just surprised that you have this kind of personality, Emiya."

Hearing that the croissant dinner might turn into croissants because of him, Sora felt like saving it a little.

"Me? Personality? What's wrong?"

Emiya didn't notice, after all, this was how he always interacted with people.

"How should I put it? I feel like you have a personality that's cold on the outside but warm on the inside, right? When facing people you don't know well, you still show your gentle side, but it still makes people feel a little distant. It's actually easier to get along with you like this now."

After thinking for a while, Sora sorted out his thoughts on Emiya.

"I feel like someone has said something similar...?"

Shirou thought about it for a moment and it seemed that someone had said something similar to him.

It seems to be... 10%?

He is one of the few people he knows in school and is also the student union president.

"Ah! But I don't mean to ask you to change, Emiya. Just go at your own pace. After all, you are still in the recovery period, so there is no need to rush."

After hearing Emiya mumbling to himself, Sora remembered Emiya's current situation and hurriedly added.

In the eyes of Penguin Logistics and others, Emiya now carries many titles such as the mysterious man who fell from the sky, the amnesiac, the knife maniac, the natural black... These were all the titles they came up with during bored discussions while delivering the goods, and there was one title that everyone agreed on.