Chapter 10

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'Emiya Pendragon Kamui. That's me, alright.'

Kamui just received her documents in the mail, she is currently checking her ID card.

She hums in surprise. 'Eyes: green?'

"Is there anything wrong with it?" Marcus asks.

"They changed my eye color." She remarks.

He huffs in amusement. "Golden is not a human eye color. I don't know about your world, but here they are either black, brown, blue, or green."

Jimini scribbles down the information, looking up at the blonde with scientific curiosity.

"That's why it felt so unfamiliar when I was wandering around." Kamui realize. "Almost everyone has black eyes and hair here."

The giant crosses his arms. "That's why you will find people staring into your eyes. They are quite intense."

"Understood." Kamui mentally notes to not get annoyed if she were to find herself in this kind of situation.

"May I ask what colors are common in your universe?" Jimini wonders.

Tapping her card between her fingers, Kamui frowns. "Brown was the most common, but you could find a plethora of eye colors. Yellow, red, pink, green, blue, purple, you name it."

He writes it down. "What about hair color?"

"Same story, but only dark colors. I never met a human with vibrant blue hair for example." She shrugs.

"Here, from most common to less, you will find: black, brown, blonde, and red hair." Marcus takes a look at her card. "They gave you some weight too."

Kamui smirks. "I am now a Tokyoite."

Jimini claps his paws. "Congratulations!"

"Uh... Thanks." Kamui stares down in his direction, confused about why it should be celebrated. "Marcus?"

He grunts.

"What is your species?" The blonde asks bluntly.

The giant raises his eyebrows in mild surprise. "I'm a minotaur."

"Physically strong but magically struggling." Jimini chimes in knowingly. "Marcus here is wiser than most from his species."

"I have a doctorate." He adds with a smug smirk.

Kamui smirks too. "Alright, but have you ever regenerated a whole limb?"

Jimini stops writing. "You lost a limb?"

She sinks into the sofa. "Yes."

"Which one?" The minotaur leans closer.

"My left arm. Why do you think my dress is missing an entire sleeve?" Kamui lifts the mentioned limb.

Jimini climbs up on her arm, looking for any kind of sequels. "What could have wounded you in such a way?"

Her face darkens. "You think I have monstrous aptitudes, but there is another league above my own."

"Like dragons?" The salamander wonders.

Kamui huffs, amused. "I never met any dragon, so I don't know." She stands up and starts to leave the room. "Well... Now I'm perfectly fine, no need to worry about it."

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'Here goes nothing.' Kamui carefully gives her bill to the machine.

But this is not any type of bill.

This one is a projection.

Yes, it seems like it will never vanish.

No, she doesn't know if the imperfections from the projection process will be detected by the machine.

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