Remaining Days: 1
I am walking up and down the room. Up and down, again and again. I do not really want to think about how often I already did that this morning, but I am sure I effectively killed about an hour with it at this point. I am merely passing time until Saber wakes up, but I am nervous. I will apologise, though. I just hope it goes well. I sigh.
Maybe I am just way too oblivious to something that bothers Saber about Rin. I just cannot make sense of it, but it is not one-sided. Rin behaves similar towards Saber, so I really must not be getting something here. Just what is it? I sigh, again.
When I turn around for yet another walk along the wall, I see that Saber is up and looking at me like I have three heads.
"How long have you been watching?" I feel as stupid as this whole idea of walking back and forth is by itself.
"A minute or two," Saber says. She does not really seem angry anymore, so this is probably my best chance to not get on her bad side.
"I'm sorry," I say, sinking my head slightly. I really feel bad. "About yesterday in the bath, I mean. I was… tactless," I add to clarify. Saber looks at me suspiciously, she probably doubts that I really understand that it was tactless and why so. She is right, but I cannot help that much. I will try to be more considerate, though. Saber sighs.
"I can't really stay angry, now can I?" She jumps up from the bed and materialises her usual outfit. "Let's go see that twintailed b—" Saber stops herself and clears her throat, as if it was unintentional of her. " Friend of yours. " I am really thankful right now, Saber is much more understanding than I give her credit for.
In the hallway, we meet a man. His hair is jet black, just like his big coat. In a way, he just has a very threatening aura behind him. This can't be—
"Julius? Harway?" I ask, to check if he really is who I think he is. He just glares at me.
"If that isn't the amnesiac and the treacherous knight." How does he…?! Saber seems about as taken aback as me, and really offended as well. I can understand, she entrusted me with her True Name and story. Not this guy.
"Who the hell are you ?" Saber does not even try to cover her anger. And for once, I am with her.
"How do you know about us?" We have been feeling watched this week, but the things he knows are from longer ago.
"How? Asking me how… Really, you did absolutely nothing to keep anyone from prying on you in every possible moment, did you? Who would have thought Mordred of all people would be such a little girl, though."
Ouch. He just signed his death penalty, but Saber stays surprisingly calm. Not exactly calm, her whole figure is trembling from her fury, but she is not jumping him, at least. I step in front of her protectively—at least that is my intention. I am not as good at this as Saber is, though.
"You still did not tell us who you are," I get back to the main topic.
"Julius Harway—brother of Leonardo Bistario Harway. Also hired assassin to make sure of his victory," the man introduces himself. There is no mocking tone to him, not even before. He is just completely cold and emotionless. Is this what assassins are like? Well, I suppose, they must be, otherwise they could not live from killing people.
He scans us.
"And I will make sure of his victory. A rejected brat like your Servant cannot be compared to Leo, who was born to rule." That must have stung for Saber.
"At least she fights for herself and does not need anyone in the shadows for that." I am surprisingly proud of this comeback, and Saber is just surprised. I take her hand as confidently as I can—which is not much, I can feel my knees going weak—and walk towards the infirmary.
Julius just harrumphs and makes his way elsewhere.
"He spied on us since day one," Saber notices, and I nod. There is no other way he could now so much about us otherwise.
"And we will be kicking his butt," I say. Saber chuckles, never did she hear me being any rude. And I usually am not, but this man crossed a line with Saber, to the point that it hurt me as well. I cannot possibly imagine how she feels right now.
"Thanks, by the way," murmurs Saber shyly. "But I'm not that offended." That is what she says, but I saw it is different. Never would I let anyone talk so bad about my Saber, though.
As we step into the infirmary, Rin seems rather bored until she spots us. "Ritsuka," she greets me, "I almost thought you died already." I do not think I will ever really get into this morbid sort of humour…
"No. No, I'm fine," I assure her. "How about you?" I sit down next to her bed, but she immediately gets up.
"I'm not deadly sick or anything, you know? I'm fine. It's just a bit boring here." And lonely, I think.
I look at Saber, and I am sure she already can guess what I am going to offer. She barely noticeably shakes her head, not really approving. But there is no other way.
"Would you like to come to our room?" I probably should not have asked this. There will be casualties. Rin glances at Saber, smirking smugly.
"I'd love to," she says. I can almost feel Saber's murderous intent, though she is at least a metre or two away from me. I am glad she accepts my offer.
Saber grabs my wrist, however, pulling me back out of the nurse's office.
"I'll take your room after this round, good luck for tomorrow!" Rin shouts after us. My wrist hurts from Saber's strong hold, but I cannot really complain.
I knew she would be against this but I cannot leave Rin by herself…
Faster than ever, we are back to our room.