I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

"Rake!"

"Rake!"

The immature voice of the girl came from outside the door, and there was the voice of the maids to discourage her.

Emiya Kiritsugu turned and left, the coldness on his face seemed to disintegrate in an instant.

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"I will never lose today!" The girl was not as tall as Kiritsugu's waist, her soft silver hair was loose, and her ruby-like eyes were full of excitement.

Only on days like this did her father have time to accompany her.

Wrapped in thick winter clothes, the girl's posture was a little awkward. She had to step on the thick snow with her small boots, and she also tried to look around the surrounding forest, looking for the winter buds on the walnut branches.

It's a constant contest between her and her father, finding those hidden Winterbuds in the Winter Forest.

The little girl swayed forward, but Emiya Kiritsugu's face was heavy, but it was difficult to remove it.

The phantom of the Holy Grail Consciousness talking to him made his heart twist like a knife.

"I got it~" Illya spun around and ran back, grabbing the hem of Kiritsugu's trench coat. "People found it."

She raised her small head and looked at Kiritsugu. "Rake Rake..."

Even though she was as young as her, she could sense Kiritsugu's heavy heart.

"Hmm~" The girl's cheeks bulged high, and she slapped Kiritsugu's calf in dissatisfaction. "Bad eyes! Evil eyes! Evil eyes!"

"Kiritsugu should have a good time with me."

"Ah, sorry." The man knelt down halfway, stroked Illya's head, and smiled. "It's Dad's fault."

"Hmm! I won't play with Kiritsugu anymore." Ilya twisted awkwardly, folded her hands, her little head held up like a swan, but her sparkling eyes couldn't help but glance at Kiritsugu.

To her surprise, Emiya Kiritsugu hugged her directly and hugged her deeply. "Sorry, my little princess."

"Rake..." The little girl froze there.

Emiya Kiritsugu rarely hugs her. In his opinion, his hands are full of sin and destined to push Illya's mother to the abyss of death.

He is not qualified to hug Illya.

But at this moment, he held Illya tightly in his arms.Illya's weight is very light, not even as heavy as his dress pistol, and at the same time very heavy, that purity is something he can't expect.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Illya." He muttered softly and put the girl on his shoulders, acting as the girl's car, strolling in the eternally silent Winter Forest.

"Next time, we'll have to wait for Kiritsugu to return from Japan." Illya's voice was a little lost.

"Yeah." Emiya Kiritsugu's voice trembled, he didn't dare to look at Ilya's jewel-like eyes.

"Dad, I'll be back in about two weeks. ——Mama's words..." Emiya Kiritsugu trembled, his body felt heavy.

"I know, it's saying goodbye or something." The girl's innocent words completely overwhelmed Emiya Kiritsugu's heart.

The castle of Einzbern in the distance is like a fairy tale dream in the haze, and the overwhelming white snowflakes tore Emiya Kiritsugu once again.

As last time.

Ilya can no longer be hugged by her mother.

Thinking of this, the hot tears finally fell down.

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After discussing the follow-up with the boss, I was thinking about how to play the plot.

So the update is late QWQ.

I don't want to write C8 the same as the four wars, it should be. . .Okay~~~

After all, C8 was disapproved by other knights precisely because it traded less for more.

As for the wife, hum hum ~~~

My wife is me!

Chapter 6 Flowers full of blood will eventually bloom in the war

"This station reports..."

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"The scene of the three murders currently taking place..."

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"There are mysterious patterns of suspected magic circles drawn with the blood of the victims..."

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From the childish throats, the voice of despair screams, monsters, demons, hell!The unspeakable biological organ overwhelms the last hope in the child's eyes.

"The transition from hope to despair, what do you think of the horror at that moment?" The voice was slender and long, with a tone that was almost pitiful, but he spoke horrifying words.

"What is the taste of fresh fear and death?"