Shirou's cooking was full of magic, but that didn't mean it tasted amazing. In fact, he only made simple, everyday food, using the most common ingredients.
Of course, the everyday food he remembered was a little different from the everyday food of this world.
However, for the Boreas family, who were tired of all kinds of fancy and rare foods, Shirou's cooking, no matter how unique, was definitely not unheard of or unseen.
Yet, even so, when the Boreas family ate Shirou's food, they almost instinctively felt a tremor on their tongues and taste buds.
"This… this food…"
Philip was the first to eat the food and the first to feel a kind of burning emotion from it.
Yes, Philip could feel emotion from Shirou's cooking.
It was as if the cook had put his heart into the food, and was using it as a way to communicate with the person enjoying it.
The dishes Shirou made were ordinary, but because they were so simple and common, they were even more rare to the Boreas family.
Because the Boreas family was a noble family, they were naturally bound by all kinds of rules and etiquette. Even close relatives had unseen barriers between them, turning what should have been a simple parent-child relationship into a strange relationship of profit.
Boreas was already doing better than most in this regard, but they still didn't have the simple family relationships that ordinary families had.
Philip himself disliked this kind of family affection tied to money, but he was stuck in it and couldn't solve the problem.
Shirou's cooking seemed to reflect his thoughts. It was as if he was using the food to tell him that even if a warm family relationship couldn't be maintained on the surface, as long as the love for family members remained inside, they were still a family with hearts connected.
Rules and etiquette were restraints, but the strength of a person was precisely in being able to achieve a more beautiful, almost miraculous result in the midst of restrictions and difficulties.
Eating Shirou's food, Philip even felt a strange urge to cry.
Of course, this was because Philip himself was overthinking it.
In fact, besides Philip, both Sauros and Philip's wife were simply enjoying the food, amazed that such simple dishes could be so unexpectedly delicious.
"You little… I didn't know you had this skill!"
Sauros, being the proud person he was, even praised Shirou.
"Very tasty."
Philip's wife, Hilda Boreas Greyrat, also gave her approval.
"…"
Seeing her family approve of Shirou's cooking so much, Eris, who hadn't eaten any, couldn't help but be silent.
She had already decided that she would never eat Shirou's food, and would never admit that she liked the annoying guy.
However, when the delicious-looking food was in front of her, and her family was all eagerly eating it, even forgetting some of the family etiquette, she couldn't resist the urge.
Shirou had been watching Eris, and seeing that she didn't seem willing to eat his food, he slowly said, "My cooking might not suit your taste, but it's dinner after all, so you should eat a little, Miss Eris."
"Hmph…"
Eris acted unhappy with Shirou's gentle suggestion.
But her hand honestly reached for the food on the plate.
After taking a bite, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and her small face, which had been expressionless, softened a little.
"Munch."
Then, Eris ate the food faster and faster without saying a word.
Even though she was the last to start eating, she was the first to finish everything on her plate.
"Is, is there more…"
Eris's face was red and her feelings were complicated, but she honestly looked at Shirou, making it clear that she wasn't full.
Shirou shook his head helplessly as he was out of food, but after hesitating, he divided half of his own dinner to Eris.
This undoubtedly moved Eris greatly. She never expected that he would give her some of his own food.
For a moment, a clear blush appeared on the girl's face.
She felt guilty for having been so mean to Shirou, and didn't even know how to face him anymore.
Of course, Shirou didn't care about Eris's reaction. He looked at Ghislaine, who was standing beside him: "I prepared a portion for you too, Ghislaine. You can get it in the kitchen later."
The Boreas family had rules, so a guard like Ghislaine couldn't eat at the table.
But Shirou respected Ghislaine, so he prepared a portion for her in the kitchen.
"Really?"
Ghislaine was surprised and excited. Her tail wagged happily.
After all, she could tell just by looking that Shirou's cooking was delicious. Food that could get the Boreas family so hooked was undoubtedly attractive to her.
Dinner time gradually passed.
Shirou's cooking was undoubtedly recognized by the entire Boreas family.
Philip even wanted Shirou to become the family's personal chef, but it was impossible to make him do such a low job.
Shirou didn't mind, saying that he could help prepare meals in the kitchen when he had time.
His attitude caused great excitement among the Boreas family, and even the elegant nobles couldn't control their emotions.
Shirou didn't put too much effort into cooking.
To him, cooking was something that could make his family happy, but he still had to become stronger and have the strength to protect the people around him in any situation.
So, early the next morning, he found Ghislaine and asked her to teach him Sword God Style.
"You're ready to learn the Sword of Light?"
Ghislaine looked at Shirou, who had come to learn swordsmanship. She wasn't surprised, and even thought it was natural.
"Since Master Sauros allowed me to stay here, it means I can now learn more advanced Sword God Style swordsmanship, right?"
Shirou said slowly, his eyes firm and his attitude clear as water.
Ghislaine could feel his will. She nodded slowly, then shook her head, "I can teach you the Sword of Light, but you can't learn it directly right now."
"What do you mean??"
Shirou was confused by Ghislaine's words.
Ghislaine didn't explain much. She took her sword to the square and, facing the empty space, simply placed her hand on the sword.
"Snap!"
The sword was swung out at a speed that completely surpassed common sense, creating a clear ripple in the air.
Shirou couldn't even see Ghislaine's movements before he realized that her sword was back in its sheath.
"So fast…"
All Shirou could say about Ghislaine's swordsmanship was that he couldn't understand how to use such an exaggerated sword skill.
Ghislaine didn't keep him in suspense and immediately explained: "What you just saw isn't a skill, and it's not even the real Sword of Light. It's just a sword wave created by the swordsman and the sword resonating with each other after swinging the sword to a certain degree."
"Sword wave?"
"Shirou, do you like to swing a sword with your left hand or your right hand?"
"This…"
Shirou didn't dare to answer Ghislaine's question casually, because he knew that it must have some special meaning.
He thought for a moment, then answered: "I like both hands."
His answer was based on the dual-wielding style used by Servant Emiya. In fact, Shirou himself liked to hold a weapon in each hand to make the most of the projection power.
Ghislaine neither approved nor disapproved of his answer, but continued to ask, "What if you lost one hand?"
"What?"
"If you lost your left hand, or lost your right hand, would you still be able to swing the sword the same way?"
"…"
Shirou was surprised by Ghislaine's question.
Ghislaine didn't expect to get an answer from him, and continued to speak to herself, "The Sword God Style is a style that exists purely for the sake of the sword, but how to swing the sword, or rather, what is a sword, has never been clearly defined within the style. After all, the only goal of the Sword God Style is the sword. But if you lose the hand that swings the sword, how can you swing the real sword?"
"What does this have to do with the Sword of Light?"
Shirou couldn't help but ask.
"It has nothing to do with it. I'm just asking you this to tell you that the first step in learning the Sword of Light is to not be bound by the form of the sword, and not to be confined to the act of swinging the sword itself. Only by jumping out of the form of the sword can you swing out the real sword energy, instead of being like many of my fellow disciples, who are bound by the form of the sword and are trapped in the Sword Saint realm for the rest of their lives."
Ghislaine spoke in an almost earnest tone; "So, before you understand what a real sword is, I won't teach you the skill of the Sword of Light, because that will only trap you in the form of the sword, so you won't be able to understand what a real sword is, and it will be difficult to reach the higher peak of swordsmanship."
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