To show that I'm still alive, a little something that I did a while ago. The scene after the end of Heaven's Feel Backnight I.
2/Heaven's Feel Backnight II
(shows the Emiya shed)
----That's the dream I saw.
When I wake up it's just before six.
The light coming through the window is a little strong, and the air flowing through the opening is a little cold.
"....Damn. I did it again."
The hot summer had been, and it was already October.
It's turned into a season in which it's painful to sleep without a blanket.
"Hmm, yesterday night ---"
I start to think with my head that hasn't woken up yet.
Last night I worked on bicycle number one, then changed the chain on bicycle number two for a new one, and it seems that I fell asleep when I ran out of things to do.
"Ow~, as I thought, sleeping on the ground hurts... it's already winter, if I don't bring a futon out here..."
I take a breathe and revolve my sinewy shoulders.
Breakfast at the Emiya Residence begins at 6.30.
There's still plenty of time, but that's only for those who are eating.
Those preparing it have to get up thirty minutes beforehand.
"Lately Sakura's been coming to wake me after she finishes making breakfast... my goodness, since when did she become the sort of person to rob others of their hobbies."
There's no mistaking it's due to the influence of her sister.
Anyway, in this house if you don't get up at six then someone else will do it before you.
As the master of the house, no, as her teacher, I cannot hand over my place to my student.
(changes to the corridor)
As I go up the wooden corridor the smell of breakfast wafts around.
I can hear the sound of a knife in good condition.
Seems like breakfast preparation is already
It's the familiar scene of a feel-good morning.
I take it all in as natural, and
(changes to Saber, smiling)
"Ah, good morning, Shiro. Did you sleep a bit this morning?"
I stared at her smiling face.
"Shiro? What's wrong, all so silent?
Something on my face?"
Half a year ago.
Something like this happened, when it was still cold.
"...the colour in your face is odd. My goodness, did you spend the night in the shed again?
Shiro, your attitude of not missing out on training is commendable, destroying your body in doing so means you're still inexperienced."
Heh. But I am still inexperienced.
It's only been six months since the Heaven's Feel.
Humans can't develop that quickly.
"Are you listening to me, Shiro? More than leaving me in charge here, I also have a duty to supervise you, you know.
I have an idea, if you are going to continue this slovenly lifestyle."
Now that Tohsaka isn't here, Saber's supervising the standards of the house.
Well, moving on.
"What sort of idea is that, Saber?"
"The thing that you're worst at. Seeing as you won't protect yourself no matter how many times I tell you, I have no option but to guide you by your side.
If you refuse to repent for your mistakes, then lets move me next to Shiro's room from today."
She says something scary while smiling.
Saber's room is a separate Japanese style room.
When she moved away from the room next to mine,
"I decline. There is no reason to change my living arrangements."
She displayed such obstinance, but as the War is over, and no need for a bodyguard, I had her consent to it.
That was a little while ago.
Since then, I've taken back the peaceful heart of a healthy young man.
"--- I've reconsidered. From tomorrow I will sleep properly in my own room."
"That's enough. --- Ah, while I feel wary about these conditions having instant effect, this is for Shiro's health.
I worry about not being able to be your bodyguard, but seeing as Shiro can't sleep well if I do there's nothing to be done."
Saber turns lightly towards the living room.
Of course. There's no-one who would hold a grudge over the remnants in the same old morning conversation.
But, I forgot to greet her.
If I don't say it properly now.
"Good morning. I'll look forward to today as well."
"Yes. Look out for yourself, Shiro."
I go with Saber to the living room.
For some reason my eyes became hazy, and wondering why I rub them.
My eyes were a little moist.
A good feeling morning, the same old scenery.
It's probably too blessed and dull, and I probably yawned.