Ex-Machina on Dimensional Travel

Even as the blonde girl turned around, Xiu Er caught sight of it: there was actually a "little window" cut into the back of her dress, right above her tailbone!?

Was this what a "Servant" was?

Thinking of the Assassin of Black from that Holy Grail War, who had also worn tiny underwear that barely covered anything, along with Lancer of Red in that skintight suit...

Xiu Er was slowly developing a "prejudice" against the existence known as "Servants."

Meanwhile, someone who was also staring at this strange "newcomer" clad in black had no idea that they had already been "labeled" in Xiu Er's mind.

"Umu, I understand everything now!"

The blonde girl suddenly cried out loudly, making Xiu Er, who was closest to her, instinctively move a little farther away.

"Miss Nero, please don't join in the commotion. You haven't eaten yet, have you? How about having breakfast first?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka awkwardly tried to persuade her. Because of the blonde girl named Nero, the entire cafeteria was now focused on him.

Of everyone present, only the boy felt awkward under those gazes.

He was suffering terribly right now.

Could someone come save me?

Where are my teammates?

Mashu, save me!

Fortunately, the boy's "plea" received a response.

Before Nero could begin explaining her opinion, a Servant promptly arrived and took away the "outsider" who had been joining the commotion.

"Alright, alright, Fujimaru-kun, there's no need to feel awkward. Everyone was very worried about you."

"After all, you let out that kind of 'scream' early in the morning. We all thought something had happened to you."

Da Vinci rested her cheek on one hand and spoke with a troubled expression, but she made no effort whatsoever to suppress her smile. She was clearly enjoying the boy's misfortune.

Without paying attention