"Nice to meet you, my name is Shirou."
Shirou sat down on the guest sofa, looking at the woman directly across from him.
She possessed a fair appearance and heavy makeup, with long, deep-green hair and a gorgeous coat that looked like a fur overcoat, yet she wore rather revealing clothes underneath.
The wide-open neckline revealed an impressive, snow-white cleavage, and beneath the hem of her miniskirt was a pair of long, knee-high boots encasing beautiful legs.
Earlier in Tokyo, Shirou had taken a glance at her identification (driver's license), so he knew her name.
"Are you Ms. Rokudo Rinkha?"
"..."
Rokudo Rinkha gritted her teeth in silence.
By this point, she would not be surprised no matter what else the boy said.
"I see, Shirou-kun... you're a Master or a Servant too, right?"
She glared over with a gaze full of wariness.
"Yes."
Shirou nodded without hiding it, and Rokudo Rinkha wore a despairing expression.
For someone devoid of any defensive means, being tracked down by an enemy while Little Jack was absent was effectively game over.
"Are you going to kill me?"
The woman asked with a self-abandoning expression.
In truth, Rokudo Rinkha was a "natural genius" who could be called a monster.
She possessed an extraordinary understanding and observation of things, mastering the local language of Romania simply by studying it for a little over ten hours on an airplane—
and the reason Jack the Ripper was able to continuously slaughter mages so smoothly was precisely based on this "mother's" brilliant command.
To Rokudo Rinkha, who possessed the instincts of a monstrous genius, the red-haired boy before her was an enemy that she and Little Jack could not defeat no matter what.
He had completely grasped all the intelligence on her side, cleverly driving her into a