The day was sunny, and yet, there was an umbrella over the pirestess’ head, her body fully covered with clothes. Gloves, long boots, not even a little part of her body was exposed for the sunlight. And there she thought, that Fuyuki will be less sunny than Torino where she used to live her whole life. A graveyard was not the most pleasant place for a walk, some would say, but she felt quite good, wandering, and reading the names carved in stone. There was one, special grave she was looking for.
言峰 綺礼
She wasn’t the best in reading kanji, still learning about the language of her father, but he knew his name, and recognized it as soon as it caught her attention. It took her a few minutes, standing and staring at it. She didn’t pray. She just... Wondered. What if he’d see her now. Would he even recognize her? Then her walk continued. Until it was interrupted by a person - another girl visiting the graveyard.
“Tohsaka-san.”