"So, in the end, Kiritsugu still set off before us."
At the airport, Anno stood behind Irisviel in a suit, dressed like a bodyguard, calmly stating a simple fact.
Emiya Kiritsugu had indeed booked their tickets for them, but he had slipped away ahead of them without saying a word. If Anno had not been particularly sensitive to changes in magical energy, he might not even have noticed.
"Well, perhaps something happened in Fuyuki, so Kiritsugu needed to go there early and make preparations."
Irisviel smiled helplessly.
She knew exactly where her beloved's flaws lay. Emiya Kiritsugu trusted far too few people.
Aside from his combat ability, Emiya Kiritsugu did not trust Anno, a Servant who had only been summoned a few days ago, in any other regard. Just as Kiritsugu himself had said, Servants were merely tools, and those who developed feelings for tools would not meet a good end.
"I understand."
Anno did not take the matter to heart. He merely surveyed the entire airport without drawing attention to himself, like a composed bodyguard scanning his surroundings.
He was not especially tall, but his presence was as overwhelming as a landslide. Simply standing there was enough to make nearby people afraid to look his way.
"It's time to board, Saber," Irisviel said with a smile.
"Yes, my lady."
"Master, you should get some sleep. During the day, there probably won't be any attacks."
Europe was about to enter evening, while dawn had arrived in Japan.
Manlio, whose nerves had been taut all night, spoke to Matou Kariya, whose nerves were equally strained.
Matou Kariya rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh, a bitter smile on his face.
"How could I possibly be in the mood to sleep right now? Let's wait a little longer."
After suffering