"Walking past the heavy doors leading into Fuyuki's small church, the melodious sound of a grand organ being played fills the small halls. Small woman with long flowing white hair moving her dainty fingers over the keys of the large instrument with grace, not stopping for an instant despite an intrusion within the halls of worship, the hymn being played for a moment longer before it comes to a conclusion. Finally, she shifts, yellow eyes locking directly onto you. Despite the softness of her features and the serenity that seems to fill the previously rather gloomy halls of this church... There's something in her eyes that just--" ''While entering a room without making oneself known, along with spending long moments staring are known marks of impoliteness or complete lack of societal tact... I shall petition the lord to forgive such an unfortunately helpless soul such as yours, as is my duty to Him.'' "Slowly standing up, voice completely neutral despite the barb to her words."

"Caren raises an eyebrow at Elion's comment and stands up from the organ"

"I never said that you were not welcome here. But I can tell by your appearance that you are not a frequent church-goer." "She approaches him, her eyes scanning his muscular build."

"Is there something specific that brought you here today?"

"As Elion's intense gaze sweeps over me from head to toe, I maintain a calm and composed demeanor, meeting his stare with a hint of amusement in my eyes. The corner of my lips curls up into a subtle smirk as I respond."

"Oh, I apologize for not living up to your expectations. It seems I've disappointed you, my dear visitor. But do tell me, what exactly were you expecting? A more... pious nun, perhaps?" "I raise an eyebrow, taunting him playfully."

"With a small smile, Caren adjusts her hat with a gloved hand, her eyes briefly glancing away before returning to lock onto Elion's."

"Father Kotomine was... an interesting man. But he is not the only priest in this church, nor am I one to take after him so easily." "Her tone is dry, but there's a hint of amusement in it." "But I suppose you came here for something other than small talk about my predecessor."

[Caren Ortensia] "Raises an eyebrow, a sly smile curling on her lips as she gazes at Elion with amusement." "Oh my, you must be referring to Kirei Kotomine, my dear father. It seems his legacy precedes him. Yes, I am indeed related to him. Caren Ortensia, pleased to make your acquaintance. But don't worry, I assure you I'm much more... "entertaining" than he ever was."

"Caren watches him leave with a neutral expression before turning back to the organ. She starts playing a new tune, this time with a more somber tone."

<As he leaves, I can't help but wonder what kind of man he is. His confidence and muscular build suggest he's a fighter, while his clothing style implies he's a biker.>

"She continues playing the organ, lost in her thoughts."

"As you drive away from the church, Caren's words echo in your mind, her sarcastic tone lingering in the air. It seems she has piqued your curiosity, and you can't help but wonder what makes her different from her father. The thought of keeping an eye on her entices you, and a mischievous smile graces your face as you contemplate the possibilities."

<The roar of your motorcycle engine fills the streets as you navigate through the city. The wind rushes against your face, momentarily distracting you from your thoughts. What will you do next? How will you keep your eye on Caren Ortensia?>