[h2]𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝙷𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚒[/h2]"I see," Hifumi replied as someone else—a man named Jack, apparently—who had just entered the office spoke to her. She didn't show any signs of an overt reaction, but the truth is that every moment that passed made her less and less impressed with this group. Judging by the faint smell of blood that she could feel wafting from Mr. Jack, and the way the other men behaved, she was finally able to figure it.

There are truly magi who think with their fists rather than their brain, huh?

Hifumi brought a finger to her lips and smiled mischievously. "That much goes without saying, does it not?" she said in a disarming tone.

"Perhaps I should have been more specific with my question, right? I was—am—more interested in the reason why I—or rather us—were summoned here instead of being sent straight away to our destination. Is a briefing really necessary when the situation is this clear cut? Or perhaps it maybe to make us aware of the stakes at hand? The nature of the Holy Grail War? Or something else entirely? Having an inquisitive mind is only natural for us magi, is it not Mr. Jack?"