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"Ah, I see. You're welcome".

In truth, Akira wondered if he could really call it his money either. But since he spawned with it, he went with the convient answer of "yes". So he felt no moral guilt. She did thank him nicely enough too, so he decided to drop the issue of him instinctively sensing it was a trick for now and just go with the flow. As he noticed an open table nearby, he decided to take a seat and started to dig into his food when she introduced herself.

"Ah, my name is Akira. Akira Romji. Nice to meet you, Obu...anyways, thanks for the food! Time to eat!"

Akira sort of just casually used her first name, but it couldn't be helped as his common sense was still collecting itself. Actually, although Akira didn't look like any one nationality too much, both of their names indicated a Japanese decent which meant he should have used honorifics.

it was only after somehow consuming all his food quickly with the exception of his coffee that he noticed that.

"Oh, my apologies. I seemed to forget my manners because I was really hungry".

He was sure it probably was not required to use for conversation with every single person in this city, since it seemed rather multi-national, and with a stranger...but Akira had yet to realize he had subconsciously sensed like there was something similar between the two.

Well, they were both people summoned for what should be a Holy Grail War after all. It was only the protections runes for some reason engraved into the floor of this café that, and a very large number of them for that matter, that was stopping them from sensing each other since neither one had used any Presence Concealment like how Assassin could.