Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 231: [] The New Member of Illya’s Household [1]

"Attention, passengers traveling to London, England."

"Your flight is about to depart soon. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please proceed to gate number 5 immediately..."

The airport was bustling with people, some boarding planes to distant lands, others just disembarking, returning to their homeland.

"Sigh... I didn't expect to have to come back after just a year," sighed a girl with her hair tied in twin tails, wearing a red long-sleeved shirt with a white cross on the upper part of her chest, her eyes closed in resignation.

From the suitcase on her right came a teasing voice, one that no human could possess.

"How does it feel to return to your hometown after so long, Master?"

"Nothing, it's completely indifferent," the girl opened her gem-like blue eyes, "Speaking of which, it's a wonder you even got through customs..."

"Ha~~~" Before she could finish, her words were interrupted by a yawn from behind, "What a damp and chaotic country, not a hint of elegance to be found."

The person behind her concluded in a haughty tone, "Really, just like someone I know, ohohohoho..."

At this point, the girl's anger gauge was completely full.

"Ruby, I need to correct what I just said, I feel terrible."

With that, the girl suddenly turned around, glaring at the person accompanying her, her face filled with displeasure: "Coming back with this idiot makes me so sick I could vomit!"

The idiot referred to by the girl was a woman with amber eyes, holding her head high like a swan. Her striking blue evening gown reminded one of the blue sky, and her curly golden hair was tied with a ribbon of the same colour, exuding an aura of gold.

In terms of appearance, the girl was not inferior to her—whether it was the red long-sleeve that outlined her body's curves or the aesthetically pleasing black-stockinged legs, the girl looked as elegant and agile as a doe.

But there was one area where she lost by a mile.

"I'm the one who's sick to the point of vomiting," the golden-haired woman stepped forward in response to the girl's relentless attack, "After all, the responsibility for this situation lies entirely with you."

With the golden-haired woman's movement, a wave surged across her chest, captivating and hard to look away from.

The girl subconsciously glanced, then looked away, even more furious.

"Shifting the blame like that, I can't believe you'd say such a thing, you curly-haired stick."

"What did you say?" The golden-haired woman's voice immediately rose an octave, clearly very concerned about her hairstyle. The two, finding no common ground, glared at each other, sparks flying in their eyes.

"Please do not quarrel in public, Master."

From the golden-haired woman's handbag, a calm voice reminded.

"What a shameful bunch."

From the red-clad girl's suitcase, a teasing voice gloated.

"Have you forgotten? Why did we come all the way to Japan?"

This statement finally made the two, who were butting heads like bulls, suppress their fighting spirit and look away.

"You're really causing me trouble."

"Let's solve the problem quickly and go back, Ruby."

A catfight between two women always attracts attention, especially when they are both women of good demeanour.

Only seeing each other (as enemies), the two did not notice that not far away, a boy priest with bread in his mouth was intently enjoying their comedy act.

"Rin Tohsaka and Luviagelita Edelfelt, no matter which world they're in, they end up like this when they meet."

Who would have thought that before meeting Luvia, Rin Tohsaka was a perfect, excellent student with good conduct?

Who would have thought that before meeting Rin Tohsaka, Luvia was a proud white swan who stood out at noble parties?

Whether it was Rin who provoked Luvia or Luvia who provoked Rin is unknown, but the only certainty is that they not only have many similarities but also the fact that 'two tigers cannot share one mountain.'

This characteristic has been unprecedentedly strengthened in this world, to the point that whenever the two collide, they inevitably fall into a vortex of fierce competition.

"The two magical women have arrived in Fuyuki City, the story begins." After briefly noting the time period in his notebook, Sakatsuki stood up and disappeared into a diamond-shaped space.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the headquarters of the Mage's Association in London, thousands of miles away.

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""I'm home~""

"Welcome back, Miss Illya." Hearing the sound from the entrance, the gentle maid Sella, with her hair styled like a married woman, came out to greet them, signaling to Illya who was changing her shoes, "Did Shirou come back with you?"

"Yes, we met at the school gate," responded the young man with red short hair and amber eyes, his appearance strikingly similar to Sakatsuki's in the past, because in this timeline, he was just an ordinary person who inherited the name 'Shirou.'

Yes, when it comes to Fuyuki City, besides the Holy Grail War and its three families, there is another force worth paying attention to, and that is the Emiya family.

Of course, in this world, it's more appropriate to call it Illya's household.

"By the way, Miss Illya, this umbrella has been here for three days, should I put it away?"

"Huh? That umbrella?" The little girl with silver hair and crimson eyes, looking exactly like her mother, was startled, then quickly realized, "Ah, come to think of it, that priest brother did say he would come to pick it up, didn't he?"

"Priest brother?" Shirou was puzzled.

"It was when we were sending Madam to the airport," Sella explained, "It suddenly started raining outside, and when I went to buy an umbrella, Illya suddenly met a priest. He lent his umbrella to Miss Illya and said he would come to pick it up in a few days."

"In a few days... But how does he know where our house is?"

"So, in my opinion, that priest must have known that Miss Illya wouldn't accept the umbrella if he gave it directly, so he used this excuse to give it to her."

"I'm not a child anymore!" Illya protested angrily, "That priest brother definitely wasn't lying!"

"Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask... Why does Illya call him 'priest brother'?" At this point, Shirou couldn't help but recall the man with a troubled face he once met at the Holy Church, and involuntarily shivered, "Shouldn't priests be called uncles or grandpas?"

"Because he's very young, I feel like he's still in elementary school like me," Illya blinked, not understanding why her brother suddenly looked so horrified.

"Sella—" A lazy voice came from the living room, "Madam Irisviel is on the phone—"

"Madam?" Sella was startled and quickly ran back, only to see the maid lying on the sofa, looking identical to her but with a more voluptuous figure, who had already started a video call. A silver-haired woman dressed as a British lady appeared on the screen.

"Hello, everyone, how have you been lately~~~"

Irisviel, the woman at the top of the food chain in this household, also the mother of Illya and Shirou.

"Mom?!"

"Madam?!"

Immediately, the eldest son and second daughter of the Illya household, along with the two maids, gathered around, staring wide-eyed at the beautiful woman on the screen.

"Mom, didn't you just leave yesterday? Why are you calling today?"

"Oh, it's because of an urgent matter," at this point, Irisviel's brow showed a hint of stiffness, but it was well concealed.

"Let's get to the point, in short, a child we know here has something to do in Fuyuki City, and since he has no one to rely on there, Kiritsugu and I have decided to let him stay at our house."

Flipping out a photo from her pocket, Irisviel smiled and showed it to everyone.

"Here, this is the child, please take care of him as well as you do Illya~~"

Before Sella and Shirou could react, Illya was the first to widen her eyes.

"Eh—! Isn't that the priest brother who gave me the umbrella?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and a boy's voice clearly sounded.

"Excuse me, I am Sakatsuki, here at the invitation of Madam Irisviel to intrude upon your hospitality."

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