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Emiya Kiritsugu’s right hand continued its work of writing while his left mechanically shoveled his nutrition—hamburgers from a nearby fast food outlet—into his mouth. For nine years, Emiya Kiritsugu had eaten at the table of the Einsberns—a hair
removed from royalty. He had grown tired of the cuisine. This fast food, filled with the sense of slaughter, was more suited to his tastes. Being able to eat without interrupting one’s words or thoughts was unbeatable. When he had finally finished with his
markings on the map, Kiritsugu studied them and re-determined the direction of Heaven’s Feel.