[Emiya Shirou: master of ignoring his own happiness for his own dreams. He doesn't really say much, because he finds himself spluttering at the following sentence. If he were drinking anything, he'd probably be giving a large spittake by now.
But instead, his face just burns a bright scarlet that matches his hair.]
H-Huh? Tohsaka, you're just teasing again, right...?
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[Emiya Shirou: master of ignoring his own happiness for his own dreams. He doesn't really say much, because he finds himself spluttering at the following sentence. If he were drinking anything, he'd probably be giving a large spittake by now.
But instead, his face just burns a bright scarlet that matches his hair.]
H-Huh? Tohsaka, you're just teasing again, right...?
[Because there's no way--]