Sakura
As Sakura walked around, looking for a gift for Shirou, she felt a weirdly-familiar magical signature in the distance. Looking in the direction of it, her enhanced senses allowed her to pick up an odd commotion in the distance. Taking a closer look, she noticed that the source of it was a scantily-clad, chocolate-skinned girl walking around in little more than a bikini, a look which was seemingly appreciated by many of the people surrounding her. What was more, the girl had purple hair that was shockingly-similar in colour to her own, and a strikingly-similar magical energy signature.
Curious, Sakura moved towards the girl. As she did so, she began to pick up more and more of her features, and her interest grew ever-higher. First, she noticed the pointy ears that marked the girl out as an elf. In itself, that was not all that surprising but, as she came ever-closer, Sakura began to realise that this girl was, in many respects, the spitting image of her. Whilst her ears and skin colour were different and her eyes were red rather than purple, her hair was almost identical and, as Sakura looked down at herself, she noticed that the woman's body shape was surprisingly similar to her own, too. But, most of all, she had almost the exact same facial structure as Sakura did.
Confused, Sakura moved closer, checking the woman out. As she did so, she began to recall her meeting with Arcaena, and how she'd allowed her to take a copy of her soul in return for the changes she'd made. Could it perhaps be that this elf had been produced from that copy? If so, then this girl was essentially her daughter, or perhaps her twin sister. Regardless, she definitely needed to find out.
As such, she walked towards the clothes shop, noticing as she got closer that the scantily-clad girl was seemingly selecting various outfits to try on. What was more, it was clear from the selection that she'd made that her tastes in clothing seemed to match Sakura's own, all of the outfits being ones that Sakura herself would happily wear. Further, as she came nearer, she couldn't help but notice that the girl was somewhat uncomfortable with the way that the people around her were staring at her, their eyes clearly focussing on her crotch and her ample breasts.
Finally, Sakura reached the shop and, wanting to assist the girl who was seemingly born from her soul, she walked towards her.
"Hello", she said, softly. "Do you need some help?"