As one of the famous families in Kobe City, the Matou family's architectural style tends to be Western-style, which coincides with the Tosaka family, another famous family in Kobe City.

But compared to the luxury of the Tosaka family, the Matou family is obviously more low-key, covering an area of ​​only 100 square meters, and is divided into three floors, plus a basement.

Driving slowly through the green belt, you can see the Matou House with a strong sense of vicissitudes of life under the snow.

The driver was a gray-haired housekeeper from the Matou family. Shinji Matou got in the passenger seat and occasionally looked at Sakura Matou sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror above his head.

Emiya, on the other hand, was frowning, 'enjoying' Matou Sakura's knee pillow.

"Good boy, we'll be here soon."

The smile on Matou Sakura's cheek was very gentle. She gently stroked Emiya's hair with her white palms, and the words in her mouth were as gentle as comforting a child.

Depend on!

The more I look at it, the angrier I get.

Matou Shinji looked away, thinking how could that guy Emiya be so loved by his sister.

Isn’t it just that he studied better than me since he was a child, knows more things than me, is more handsome than me, and he pretends to be a good guy to please girls.

Apart from these, what is he better than me?!

"Master Shenji, Miss Sakura, we are here."

The car drove into the garage, and the old housekeeper who had served the Matou family for most of his life got out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, and helped Matou Sakura lift Emiya out of the door.

"Brother, please come over and help me."

Matou Shinji, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, returned with an expressionless expression, put Emiya's hand on his shoulder again, and then half dragged him into the house.

Why is it so heavy? Damn, why don't you drink this guy to death?

Matou Shinji noticed that Emiya's body was sliding downwards again, so he quickly pulled Emiya's body upwards.

Maybe it was because Shinji moved too much, maybe it was because he drank too much, or maybe it was because he had reached a critical point from the time he sat in the car, and Emiya vomited on Shinji's face.

On the body.

"..."

There were veins popping out on Matou Shinji's forehead, but he found that the sister next to him had been locking him with an extremely 'kind' gaze, so he could only sigh fiercely.

Men should get married when they are older, and women should get married when they are older.

This is an unchangeable fact.

But, this matter has not been settled yet, why doesn't even my brother want me anymore?

"Uncle Matsuzaki, please help me look after my senior for a while. I'll prepare the sobering soup and I'll be back later." Matou Sakura said to the old butler standing beside her.

When the old housekeeper heard this, he wanted to stop him immediately, but when he thought of the identity of the young man lying down, he slowly swallowed what he wanted to say and nodded instead:

"Don't worry, Miss Sakura, I will take good care of Master Emiya."

Seeing the girl running towards the kitchen with brisk steps, the old housekeeper shook his head slightly.

"Then I'm going to rest first, and I'll bother Uncle Matsuzaki here first."

"I understand, Master Shen'er."

Matou Shinji yawned, out of sight and out of mind, so he simply walked away.

It was already late at night.

The old master of the Matou family, Matou Zouken, now goes to bed very early every day because of his age. However, the two brothers of the Matou family who are actually in power, Matou Tsuruno and Matou Kariya, come to work every day for the sake of the family business.

After running around at night and rarely going home, and at this time, the few servants had already entered their rest time, so the entire Matou residence seemed very quiet.

Half an hour later, Matou Sakura came over holding a bowl of hangover soup.

When the old housekeeper Matsuzaki saw this, he stepped back very wisely.

"Senior, ah~ open your mouth."

In order to prevent the hangover soup from being too hot, Matou Sakura blew some air before carefully feeding the soup into Emiya's mouth.

"Very good, take another sip."

Time passes slowly.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go pack my things first."

Perhaps Matou Sakura had never taken such painstaking care of someone. After Emiya finished drinking the hangover soup, she carefully wiped Emiya's face with a hot water handkerchief.

"Senior, you really haven't changed at all."

Matou Sakura put Emiya on her lap and pushed the loose hair behind her ears. Looking at Emiya sleeping soundly, she suddenly thought of the scene when they first met.

"Is your name Matou Sakura?"

"Huh? How does senior know my name?"

"Beautiful people always attract more attention, don't they?"

"senior……"

"I'm not going to make you happy anymore. Actually, I know your brother, Shinji Matou. He is in the same class as me."

"It turns out to be my brother."

Under the cherry blossom tree in the playground of the middle school of Suiqunhara Academy, the gorgeous cherry blossoms covered the warm March sun, and the girl's thoughts were as elusive as the shade of the tree under her feet.

"Looking at your depressed look, could it be that your relationship with Shenji is not very good?"

"There is no such thing, senior."

"That's not feasible. You can't get used to a brother like this. Hit him when he needs to, scold you when he needs to be scolded, and be harsh when you need to be harsh. If it doesn't work, go to your parents or the police. He will definitely not dare to bully you again."

"Pfft, senior... no one would do this to my brother."

"It's rare, but it's strange. I still think you and Shenji are brothers and sisters. Otherwise, a brother with such a disease should be sentenced to death."

In Matou Sakura's memory, Emiya Shirou would always say incomprehensible words.

Later, she learned that the rather strange senior that day was a very popular person in the second grade.

Actually, that's right, that kind of smile is always annoying.

Matou Sakura is very envious of people with such smiles.

Compared to Emiya, her smile is often said to be fake.

"Hey, girl, I'm staying here again today."

A week later, Matou Sakura sat under the dying cherry tree and saw the senior with a bright smile again.

Before Matou Sakura could speak, Emiya was sitting beside her minding his own business.

"This year's cherry blossoms came early and left early."

"Um."

Matou Sakura raised her head slightly and looked at the remaining cherry blossom petals above her head.

"Have you participated in club activities?"

"No...no."

Matou Sakura suddenly buried her head.

"Is that so? Are you waiting for your brother?"

"right."

"No wonder you are alone every time I see you. By the way, do you like sports? Well~~Sports like running, volleyball, archery, etc. Do you like them?"

Emiya asked with a smile.

"Not...particularly interested."

Matou Sakura looked into Emiya's clear eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered something against her will.

Sometimes there are many things that I don’t like, but I am afraid to do them.

There is no one in this world who likes to be alone. They are just afraid of being disappointed.
Chapter completed!