The midnight chimes slowly rang out. Lord Animusphere turned to look at the pendulum clock hanging on the wall of the Tohsaka Family's living room, its antique gleam shining beneath the moonlight.
He lowered his eyes helplessly. It was already late, yet the important matter still seemed unresolved... But...
In this atmosphere, interrupting the other party first would hardly be a tactful decision.
"Rin, let me confirm something first." After some thought, Rimuru calmly took Rin's small hand and lifted it. He directly pulled aside the pajamas she had already changed into, revealing her slender, fair arm and the faintly visible Magic Crest upon it. "If your father disappeared, then where did your Crest come from?"
"I-It was given to me by the fake priest... One of Father's belongings." Her arm had suddenly been seized, and Rin's face once more flushed faintly. This time, though, she was much calmer—perhaps she was getting used to it... Looking at the Crest, she said, "That pendant was also from the fake priest..."
"In other words, Kirei Kotomine told you these were your father's belongings, right?" Rimuru summed up.
"Uh, I suppose so... I only discussed these things with him when I was young. After all these years, I've forgotten exactly what he said back then... It's just that Father dying in the Holy Grail War has always weighed on me... Huh?! You know the fake priest's name?"
"Of course I do." Rimuru sighed and gave a cold laugh. "Because he was also a participant in the last Holy Grail War."
"Ah... Right." Rin Tohsaka suddenly remembered something. That man seemed to have been her father's disciple, so he had joined forces with him... More importantly... she remembered the reason all too clearly—when she had fled for refuge as a child and begged him