Kotomine Kirei always leaves work on 7:15pm.

Never early, never late.

He is not the best employee in the company, but the best following the rule.

He lives the same life everyday.

Opens the same door.

Occasionally, a strange impulse surfaces: "This is not what I used to be."

But that must be an illusion from his prolonged isolation.

Huh

Please don't hurt me. I'll tell you where the money is.

I only need you to be quite for a moment.

It's done?

Yeah.

You didn't blindfold me. Do you trust me that much?

You saw my face anyway.

Are you going to kill the witness?

You don't look afraid.

Indeed, why?

Why can't I feel fear?

What a strange person.

Wait.

Tell me your name.

Sure...

You won't...

I didn't hear the sound of a gun.

Turned out death comes so silently.

What a bother. I still don't get a hang on the memory-erasing magic.

Really, who would wear that kind of glasses. He is just like the old man on that island.

Huh? How long have I been staring into the mirror?

No

Not here.

I remembered when I see him.

Yes, I remembered.

Remembered my feeling when I was to be killed.

The hole masked by my ordinary life.

I remembered your name

Emiya

Kiritsugu