Although White wore the Combat Suit underneath, its hood was still different from a nun's veil.
White had now changed into a nun's veil. Caren's nun outfit came with a cap closer to a baseball cap, but there were also more traditional nun's veils here.
White felt that a more traditional nun's veil looked better. It was the essence of a nun's habit!
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After thinking for a moment, she turned around and helped Artoria put on a nun's veil as well. Though her body was difficult to control, she could still manage something like this.
The veils covered their hair, making the two of them look even more like sisters.
Now, Artoria and White differed only slightly in height and eye color.
If only White really were my sister...
A subtle thought arose in Artoria's mind.
No, that wasn't right.
If... if White and she were more than merely this kind of relationship...
Cowlick: We Can Win! ### What kind of relationship it was, even Artoria could not put into words.
The feeling was difficult to describe.
That hazy, uncomprehending sensation inexplicably made Artoria's heart race.
"Mm, there's no problem with the ritual attire either... Saber, let's eat."
"Mm, all right."
At this point, they might as well eat first.
Artoria nodded.
The two left the room together.
Dinner was exceptionally delicious.
Artoria felt considerably more energized.
"When are you planning to perform the ritual?"
Caren had come over to mooch a meal as well.
"We'll do it once the final preparations are complete," White said.
"Oh, I see—come work for me after your wish has been fulfilled," Caren said.
"Huh?" White tilted her head.
"I've helped you so much. There are costs involved, you know," Caren said