A second date ten years apart

All instances of "Jizi" in this chapter refer to Jizi from ten years ago, without any further distinction []. The current Jizi is specifically referred to as "Kiko Emiya".

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I was careless.

Jizi shook her head helplessly; she had never imagined that Lin would scheme against her.

Although she had known for a long time that this little devil from Fuyuki City was best at using tricks, the girl that Jizi was most familiar with was still the small, strong-willed, and arrogant little girl, so she never thought she would be tricked. Rather than being careless, it was more like she was completely unprepared.

Rin was still wearing a milky white silk nightgown. Jizi's crimson eyes pierced through the darkness, seeing her entire body clearly, from her white shoulders and beautiful collarbones to her unrestrained (but actually not very curvaceous) breasts and the undisguised smug expression on her face.

Would you believe me if I said I just went to the restroom?

"Our bathroom isn't outside the window, didn't you know that ten years ago?"

"Okay," knowing there was no point in lying anymore, Jizi raised her hands in surrender, "I've confessed everything, but Rin, you should put on some clothes or go back to bed, or you'll catch a cold."

"Oh!" Rin then noticed that her outfit was a bit revealing. Although it was all black, a Servant's eyes are different from an ordinary person's.

"Wait for me a minute—but you're not allowed to run away!"

"No, besides, where could I possibly run off to?"

Jizi shrugged, somewhat regretting not having prepared a Night Vision Camera beforehand. Such a perk was rare; relying solely on memory might lead to forgetting things over time.

Speaking of which, it should have been in the set of equipment Kiritsugu left behind, but Maiya took it all with her when she left, which is a real shame.

While her mind wandered to all sorts of random thoughts, Jizi kept glancing at Rin out of the corner of her eye as she changed. Whether Rin didn't notice or was doing it on purpose, Jizi got a good look before going down to the living room on the first floor with Rin, who was now dressed in her Going-Out Clothes.

"Speaking of which, Rin, is this your outfit for going out?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

So... where do you want to go so late?

Jizi asked a question that he himself had just been asked, and only after he had spoken did he belatedly clap his hands:

"Could it be... that you want to come out with me?"

"Of course," Rin said, having already changed her shoes. "Since you chose to go out at this time, you must have your reasons. I can't delay you because of my own selfishness. Although there are some questions I want to ask, we can talk about them on the way."

"Okay, okay, I give up -- but this is perfect, if I include you, I can make a bigger news story."

Jizi was suddenly struck by a brilliant new plan after Rin's unexpected arrival.

I'll just have to wait and see.

Jizi opened the door, and this time the house's defensive Magecraft was not triggered. She stretched out a hand to Rin behind her:

"Then, please."

Compared to Shinto, Miyama Town has a more tranquil environment, closer to a small town or countryside. At night, there are no brightly lit night markets, and the streets are so quiet that only the sound of the wind can be heard.

However, tonight, a series of hurried footsteps echoed across the rooftops of many homes.

"It's been ten years since I last traversed the Fuyuki night like this. Time really flies." Even without looking where Jizi could skillfully run quickly across the frost-covered roof tiles and then leap onto another rooftop.

"For you, it's just like taking a nap."

Rin Tohsaka was being held in a Jizi Princess Carry by Kiko. A cold wind was whistling around them, but the two of them, close together, used each other's body heat to dispel the chill, and they were completely unaware that the winter night was as cold as needles.

"That's true," Jizi nodded, "But at least this time there weren't Tentacle Monster chasing us."

"Don't make me think about it!" Rin punched Jizi's flat chest. "Because of what happened that night, I still can't eat seafood."

"Really? If it were me, I'd eat seafood every day, as revenge."

You have a good appetite.

"Actually, seafood that hasn't been processed by a chef doesn't necessarily look as good as those Sea Demons, for example--"

"Shut up!"

"Alright..." Jizi reluctantly stopped the conversation. It seems that the Chinese people's spirit of eating anything that's alive, even gods, is hard to accept from the perspective of other cultures. "So let's talk about something—by the way, Rin, didn't you have something you wanted to ask me?"

"Hmm," Rin nodded, then thought for a moment before asking, "Asashin..."

"Just call me Jizi, you know my real name."

"But this feels strange; it might cause me to confuse her with the real Jizi."

"I really am Jizi, okay?" Jizi chuckled. "There's no taboo surrounding this name; anyone can use it."

"I don't care, I'm going to call you Asashin."

"Okay, okay, whatever makes you happy."

Because of a prank played on a whim by Jizi, she can no longer use her original name. However, it also has its advantages that Rin believes Kiko Emiya is her descendant. If Kiko Emiya insists on not accepting her past memories and decides to live as a completely new person, then their interactions in the future will be more natural.

"Asashin, what exactly is your current state?" Rin asked a serious question. "Since you claim to have been killed by Saber ten years ago, how did you end up at the Zenjou Family's residence back then, giving me the Mystic Eyes? Why were you able to possess Jizi's body? And what were those Black Mist from the night you fought Illya? Why were they able to repel Berserker? And..."

Rin wanted to recount what had happened that morning, but for a moment she didn't know how to address the captured Older Sister servant. Jizi kindly reminded her:

"Rider."

"Huh?" Rin didn't react for a moment.

"That Purple-Haired Servant is Rider."

How did you know? Did you know each other before?

"You're overthinking it!" To avoid making Rin jealous for no reason, Jizi quickly explained, "I come from an intelligence background, so it's normal for me to know a little more."

"Really?" Rin's tone was full of doubt.

"Absolute."

"... I'll reluctantly believe you, but you'd better answer those questions seriously."

"Okay, okay, I'll make sure I explain everything to you, but we've arrived at our destination now, and we need to get down to business."

"We've arrived?" Rin then noticed that Jizi had slowed down and, after a large jump, landed at the entrance of an upward stone path.

"This is... Ryuudou Temple?"

Bingo!

Jizi put Rin down, drew her blue and white striped Lightsaber, and slashed it through the air. A transparent layer of magical energy, like a Magecraft Bounded Field, was cut open by her.

"As expected, there's a barrier against Spiritual Body, but it's useless against me—let's go, Rin."

Seeing that Jizi had already stepped into the barrier and walked up the stairs, Lin jogged to catch up, asking in confusion:

"What are we doing here? Isn't this where the casters are entrenched?"

"Yes, that's why we're here to find Caster."

"If we're going to defeat Caster, the two of us aren't strong enough, are we?"

"Who said we were going to launch a campaign? We're just—" Jizi revealed a mysterious smile, "... just planting some pieces."

"... Fine, I'll go with you this time," Rin hesitated for a moment but decided to let her do as she pleased for now, "But you'll have a lot more to explain later!"

"Don't worry, I'll answer all your questions carefully."

But "serious" and "truthful" are not the same thing. Jizi kept half of what she wanted to say to herself. Some things were better left unsaid; it was better to make up a more believable answer.

In any case, the line between "true" and "false" lies in whether people are more willing to believe it.

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P. S. 1. Although there wasn't a Baneling Explosion that could wipe out the enemy, it was still pretty satisfying for the Queen to get revenge right in her face!

P. S. 2. I almost forgot to mention here, I posted a smaller version of the game in the group chat and in the Photoshop section of another book. Details are as follows:

1. Recommendations must reach a certain number. (This number changes weekly; this week it's set at 150. It will be adjusted based on the number of favorites and clicks. Please understand.)

2. StarCraft 2: Defeat the author (the text will be adjusted according to the opponent's border; Diamond players get 500 words per game, Platinum players get 1000 words per game, and so on; Master and Grandmaster players are not included).

3. The simplest way is to find the author who is lurking in other groups besides the author's fan group, take a screenshot, and that way you won't have to worry about the author deliberately leaving the group to deny it, right? (One time per group, otherwise it would be exhausting).

4. The author's birthday during holidays and festivals.

5. You can find the author's Battle. net ID in the book review section. If you can't find it... just ask!

P. S. 3. I'm in a great mood today because I got my revenge!