Given Sakumura's understanding of his own strength, along with the boosts he had gained from being in Japan, he could defeat the vast majority of Servants at this level of power. Even if he could not defeat them outright, he could still maneuver effectively against them. With his Master's attacks in support, he might even be able to turn the tables and kill them. After all, Kirei Kotomine was no weakling.
But Gilgamesh was one of the few Servants outside that majority.
Even having realized that, Sakumura only found it troublesome. After all, his reason for participating in this Holy Grail War was fundamentally different from that of the other Servants.
The only thing he was worried about now was Gilgamesh leading Kirei Kotomine astray. That was all.
Why do I feel a little like a parent or something?
Shaking his head, Sakumura cast aside those pointless thoughts.
No matter what, what was done was done. Kirei Kotomine still needed some guidance from him for the time being.
He had already made up his mind to drag Kirei Kotomine's true nature out from beneath its restraints, then put a collar on him—a restraint even firmer than the fragile collar of self-restraint that he could not even recognize himself, one that would collapse the moment someone pointed it out.
After all, he could not simply leave him unchecked.
"Looks like we're nearing the end."
Sakumura's attention was drawn by Kirei Kotomine's voice.
"Let me see."
Sakumura leaned over.
This had become the two men's regular evening activity over the past few days.
Playing games—specifically, a game called Tokimeki Memorial. But as for their progress...
"You really don't understand emotions, do you, Kirei Kotomine? Someone as outstanding as you, failing at a game like this?"
Sakumura nearly burst out laughing at the