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“Kind of a bad timing for it to run out of juice though don't you think?”

Jing sighed as the five girls talked amongst themselves.

“You sure looked like you had to deal with some hindrance when you came in.”

“My parents requested that I help my cousin around in Tokyo since she's coming here to study next week. And honestly,we don't really get along. ”
 
Jing shook his head,correcting what Illya said.

“Cousin,I only have an older brother and no other siblings. Used to wish I have a younger sister until I grew out of it however. ”

“Hmmm...ya sure it's not because you think we're hard to deal with?”

“I grew out of it years before I even meet the four of you. I just hope being a tour guide doesn't clash with my job or my time prepping Destiny.”
 
“As a man who really doesn't want anyone eating their words later on,I advise you not to do it for your sake.”

Jing responded with a deadpan expression and blunt tone.

“She wouldn't take you seriously. Not that she's ever taken me seriously either.”
 
Sighing and shaking his head,Jing reluctantly accepted her help.

“Very well then. But I'll be with you in case things go south. She's not arriving until next week after all.”
 
"Well, let's head back." Illya said. She looked towards Hiro. "We'll see you when the tournament is over?"

Hiro sighed. "If only I could go watch you guys." "I could carry you." Emiya suggested. "I'd prefer not being compared to Mikazuki right now."
 
"It's because of the anticipation. We're all worn out from thinking about tommorow." Elizabeth would say. Illya would look at Elizabeth. "I guess we should retire for the night then." Illya would say, before passing out.
 
“At least she didn't straight up sleep on the floor like yesterday.”

Jing muttered as he carried Illya to the same room he left her in. Archer sat on his shoulder as he gently tucker her mother in.

“Come to think of it, I don't think there's another room for you to sleep in,Onii-chan.”

Hibiki spoke,looking worried about where her brother would have to nap on.
 
Sighing as his usual spot is taken,Jing obliged.

“No objections here. Just make yourself comfortable.”

He sat on one of the seats of the dining area and rested his head on the table,sleeping there.
 
“Aren't you concerned about the way your teammate's treating his own health?”

“Trust me,I am,but he's seriously that stubborn.”

Unsurprisingly,Jing did not slept well for the night.
 
-The next Day......-

6:00 AM. That was the time Emiya woke up and no one else was up at that time. He looked around, only Jing was there, sleeping at the counter.

He got up and went to the fridge, grabbing out a few eggs, shredded cheese, some peppers, some ground sausage, and a jug of milk.

He would then grab a frying pan and start making breakfast. 'I should be good doing this.... I mean, they let me crash here for the night.'

The sound of the sausage frying woke Jing up.
 
Emiya had put the eggs in after the sausage finished frying, as he heard his name being said. "Jing." He would say, but the other male sounded a little angry. "Is something a matter?
 
Emiya's slight anger didn't go unnoticed to Jing,promoting the latter to shake his head in response.

“N-nothing,never mind I said anything.”
 
"Can you get the others up? I need to chop these peppers up while making sure I don't burn this." Emiya would say, as he grabbed the cutting board, and a chopping knife.
 
“Got it.”

Standing up,he went to knock on the doors leading to the girl's rooms,waking them up for breakfast.


“Well this is new.”

“I guess it's a little weird not eating breakfast that's prepared by Jing for once.”
 
A couple minutes later breakfast was ready. It wasn't much in terms of artistic looking like Jing's, but it looked and smelled as good, or possibly better.

Elizabeth would walk in, and ask, "Why do I smell eggs?"
 

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