"Surrender was impossible. It would never happen in this lifetime. Kiritsugu, goodbye!" Shirou grabbed Rin, threw open the window, and jumped out.
Below was a lawn, where Sella was watering the flowers. Shirou's sudden leap gave her quite a fright.
After looking around, Shirou breathed a sigh of relief. The lawn had cushioned their fall, and fortunately, there was no one here who could stop him.
"Don't run!"
Kiritsugu leaped down as well and chased after Shirou.
"Shirou, don't run! Hurry up and stop! I promise I won't shoot!"
"I'm not stopping! Unless you put it in writing, Kiritsugu—no, wait, that's useless. Unless you throw away your gun!"
Kiritsugu promptly tossed his gun aside.
Shirou froze, then stopped.
Kiritsugu pulled out a 98k. "Surrender quietly!"
"Kiritsugu, you tricked me!"
"I'm sorry, son!"
They had happened to reach the bushes near where he had fought earlier. If Roman was nearby, he should be able to see him.
"Roman, save me!"
With a cigarette between his lips, Kiritsugu aimed his gun at Shirou from twenty or thirty meters away. "No one can save you. So, Shirou, surrender!"
Just then, a figure dashed out in front of Shirou. Roman finally raised his shield and stood between Shirou, Rin, and Kiritsugu.
Roman really was dependable when it counted.
"Mr. Emiya, did you find the clothes you mentioned?"
"Damn it." Shirou slumped weakly against the wall and wiped away his cold sweat. "Found nothing. The moment I went back, I ran into Kiritsugu. He looked like he wanted to blow my brains out. I was scared half to death. Looks like Plan A failed."
"Shirou, was your cross-dressing plan ever reliable to begin with?" Rin rolled her eyes at him. "Even if you dressed as a woman, did you really think nobody would recognize you