"You mean you went to see Bazett last night?"
"That was just incidental. I actually went singing."
Faced with Kirei Kotomine's confusion, Sakumura said with a grin.
"Singing?"
Kirei Kotomine looked somewhat bewildered.
But it also felt a little like the old days.
It had always been like this. Sakumura, a man who had stepped out of the old era, would always bring him a little shock from the new age.
It made it seem as though Sakumura was the one living in modern society, while he was some old-fashioned relic.
"Yeah, honestly, I think you might adapt surprisingly well to that kind of place."
"But if you really went, I feel like you'd be on the front page of the Fuyuki Daily tomorrow."
Sakumura rubbed his chin.
Kirei Kotomine was a famous figure in Fuyuki City, as well as a devout believer and a priest. If word got out that he had been fooling around in a bar, some photograph taken from a bizarre angle would undoubtedly capture it and end up printed in the next day's newspaper.
In a sense, Kirei Kotomine drew the level of attention usually reserved for celebrities in Fuyuki City.
"Not that I'm particularly interested."
Kirei Kotomine showed little enthusiasm for bars.
What was so interesting about bars? They didn't seem as fun as playing games.
I still haven't finished writing my Monster Hunter reviews and guides. Come to think of it, which weapon's review was I working on last time?
"Oh, right, Kirei. You put up a gravestone for me?"
Sakumura remembered the gravestone he had just seen in the cemetery behind the church, bearing the name "Okita Yoritada."
Okita Yoritada had been the alias he used while moving about in the present world when he was last summoned ten years ago. He