Type-Moon, is this really not the Reverse Side of the World?

"Anyway, thank you."

Lin Jiuan took a deep breath, composed himself slightly, and decided to abandon his speech. He walked directly toward Irisviel. Artoria immediately blocked his path, holding her holy sword defensively. "What are you doing?"

Lin Jiuan ignored her and walked right up to her blade, letting its tip press against his heart. The sharp point was so keen he could feel a slight sting on his skin. He closed his eyes with a look of despair. "If my existence makes you uneasy..."

"Kill me."

Artoria was stunned, not understanding this development. Her holy sword, which needed only a slight push to pierce his heart, was now frozen, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

The Tohsaka Safe House.

Rin huddled in the shadows of the hallway corner, watching her mother leave the house. Her mind replayed the conversation from dinner about divorce. Mother going out this late is definitely not right.

Rin immediately wanted to follow her. Although she had decided to live with her mother and Sakura, she still couldn't let go of her father and felt that something was wrong. But just as she reached the door, Sakura's voice came from the staircase.

"Sister?"

Rin turned. Sakura was standing at the top of the stairs in a pink nightgown, hugging a dolphin plushie. It was a gift Lin Jiuan had bought for her a few days ago when their mother took them to the mall. In the past, their father had never allowed them to buy such 'weak' toys, and their mother hadn't dared to buy them secretly. Sakura, having a plush toy for the first time, loved the gift from Lin Jiuan. Since moving to the safe house, free from her father's lectures, she carried it with her almost twenty-four hours a day.

"Sister, I have something to..."

Rin was about to make an excuse when Sakura came down the stairs. With a pitiful expression, she looked up at her, took her free hand, and tugged on her clothes. "Sakura had a nightmare. I'm so scared. Can sister sleep with me, please?"

Rin's breath hitched. This was the first time Sakura had ever asked to sleep with her. And her sister's pitiful expression was enough to melt her heart. Sleep with my sister? Or find out what Mother is doing and ask Father for the truth?

"Sakura, sister has something to do. I'll sleep with you tomorrow..."

"Sister." Sakura clutched Rin's clothes tighter, her pitiful look like that of a small animal abandoned by its family. Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. "Sakura is really scared. Father doesn't want me anymore and wants to send me away. Does sister not want me now too? Sob."

Perhaps... if I coax Sakura to sleep first, there will still be time to find Father? Rin thought, her heart aching. She no longer refused her sister. "Okay, sister will sleep with you. Please don't cry, okay? Sister will always be with you."

"Sister!" Sakura threw herself into Rin's arms with a moved expression.

Where Rin couldn't see, a flash of guilt crossed the younger girl's eyes, but it vanished quickly. Sakura hates Father. She really, really hates him. Even though she tried so hard to be a good girl, he only ever looked at her sister, only ever trained her sister, and couldn't even be bothered to glance at her. He even wanted to give her away to another family. And he hurt brother Jiuan, who was completely different from him, who cared for her and loved her like the real father she had always imagined. A biased and hateful... no, a detestable father.

So, Sister... give up on that awful man. Sakura, brother, and Mother... we are your family.

Tokiomi sat in his study, waiting for news from Kirei.

Tap, tap.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Who would be knocking at this hour? Tokiomi frowned, becoming instantly alert.

"Come in."

The door opened. Seeing Aoi walk in, Tokiomi's frown deepened. His voice was filled with impatience. "Why are you here again? And at night?!"

"I... I want to apologize to you."

Apologize? Tokiomi was taken aback. He then noticed she was carrying a pot of freshly brewed tea. Her expression had returned to the familiar, gentle, and somewhat timid one he knew. She bravely walked to his desk, placed the teapot and cup down, and whispered, "I don't know what came over me before. My mind was a mess, and I said some things I shouldn't have. I hope you can forgive me, Tokiomi."

Tokiomi was very displeased that his wife would dare to come find him during the Grail War at night. But seeing the wife who had seemed possessed by some potion lately return to her old self, his relief outweighed his displeasure. The house needed someone to manage it, and Rin needed to be cared for. If he could avoid divorcing her, he would prefer it.

"Stay here tonight. Go back tomorrow. And remember, don't come out or come back at night during this period."

"I understand." Aoi nodded like a pecking chick and pushed a poured cup of tea toward him. "I bought this at the tea shop this morning. It's high-grade tea freshly imported from China. Drink some, it's refreshing."

Tokiomi happened to be thirsty. He picked up the cup and took a sip. Just like all her years of thoughtfulness, the tea was at the perfect temperature for him to drink. He downed the green tea in one go and placed the empty cup back on the table.

As Aoi poured another cup, she asked, "About Sakura, what are your plans, Tokiomi?"

Tokiomi looked at the half-full cup, still feeling thirsty. He picked it up and was about to answer when...

CRASH!

His hand went limp, and the teacup fell to the floor, shattering. Why... can't my body move? Tokiomi tried to look up at Aoi, but his body slumped powerlessly onto the desk. Only his face could barely move.

"You... poisoned me?!"

Aoi didn't answer. She walked to the side of the desk and crouched down, right in his line of sight. His usually docile wife wore a bewitching smile he had never seen before. She took his hand, the one with two Command Spells, and gently caressed them, as if she were caressing Lin Jiuan, whom she was about to reclaim.

"Tokiomi, give it to me."

"Are you insane, Aoi?!" Tokiomi practically growled through his teeth.

"Insane? Perhaps." Aoi's smile turned to one of loathing. "But you drove me to it, Tokiomi!"

"If you hadn't been so cold to me, if you had treated me even a little like a normal wife, if you hadn't planned to send Sakura to the Matous, if you had shown me the slightest bit of care, if... if you..." Aoi started laughing, her smile growing more vibrant. "How would I have become like this? Tell me, Tokiomi?"

Then, her voice suddenly rose several octaves. "I suppressed all my desires! I listened to everything you said! I did everything I could for this family! But what about you? You were even going to snatch my little daughter away from me! I am a bad wife, but you, Tokiomi, you? You are no good husband! No good father!"

This woman... she's truly gone mad! Tokiomi fought to suppress the urge to tear her to pieces. "Aoi," he said coldly, "give me the antidote, and I can still pretend this never..."

"Tokiomi, oh, Tokiomi. Do you really think demanding your Command Spells was my own idea?"

Tokiomi's pupils shrank. The stunning golden figure appeared in his mind. Could it be... Gilgamesh was displeased about being forcibly recalled last night and wants to kill me? Yes, that must be it. Otherwise, with Aoi's temperament, no matter how much she hated me, she would never dare to rebel!

"You've guessed it, haven't you, Tokiomi," Aoi said. "Now, for the sake of our marriage, give me the Command Spells, and I can spare your life."

"In your dreams!" Tokiomi's eyes were bloodshot. He was about to use the last bit of mana he could control to order Gilgamesh to commit suicide.

"In my dreams?" Aoi suddenly pinched the Command Spells on his hand. She smiled.

"Tokiomi, you wouldn't want the Tohsaka line to end, would you?"

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