In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

"that--"

Mashu led the way while asking Ian questions.

"Senior, is there anything else you'd like to know?"

"Let's talk about Chaldea first."

Ian answered without hesitation.

At the very least, you need to figure out exactly where you are.

"Chaldea, hmm..."

Mashu rested her finger on her chin, pretending to be deep in thought.

"It's rather complicated to explain in detail."

"Then let's describe it like this—"

"It is an institute and observation center that brings together researchers from all fields, including magic and science, so that human history can continue long and resiliently."

"Hiss...that sounds like a very powerful being."

“Yes!” Mashu nodded. “As long as you stay in here, you’re perfectly safe!”

"Even if something like a gas cylinder explodes outside, this place will definitely not be affected!"

“That’s a strange metaphor, Mashu.”

Ian smiled.

"But it made it understandable even for someone like me who knows nothing about it."

Upon hearing this, Mashu became serious.

"How could Senior Ian be someone who knows nothing?"

"You're from Group A, which means you're already incredibly skilled!"

Ian heard that familiar group again.

He asked tentatively:

"Are all the people in Group A exceptionally talented?"

"Yes!"

"How powerful is it?"

"I don't know about that..." Mashu answered truthfully, "but it's said that anyone who can get into this group is a monster."

"only--"

"But what?" Ian pressed.

"It's just because I'm in Group A, but I don't feel like I deserve the title of 'monster-like existence' that everyone talks about."

"Therefore, I remain skeptical of this claim..."

Mashu spoke softer and softer.

Clearly, she felt a little uncomfortable about being in Group A after she brought it up herself.

Ian thought for a moment and began to comfort her:

"I think this name for Group A is quite accurate."

"Huh?" Mashu blinked her beautiful purple eyes. "What does this mean?"

"Oh...it's very simple."

Ian, with a friendly smile, looked at Mash and said:

"Isn't monstrous kindness also a possibility?"

"this……?"

Knowing that Ian was trying to comfort her, Mashu felt even more embarrassed.

She lowered her head, looking very shy.

Meanwhile, Fufu, who had been lying on her shoulder, started to act sarcastic.

"Fufufufu, Fufufu, Fufu (What first-rate skills in interacting with the opposite sex! Even I, Fufu, am ashamed of myself)."

“You’re not as good as me,” Ian couldn’t help but retort. “You just said you knew about all the women in Chaldea.”

"what?"

Mashu, her face flushed, looked up.

"Women of Chaldea? What does that mean?"

"nothing."

Ian glared at Fou, then turned his gaze back to the girl in front of him.

"Mash, may I ask you another question?"

"of course can!"

Because of the comfort she had just received, Mashu's impression of Ian changed from that of a rogue senior to that of a rogue senior who could comfort people.

"Excuse me."

"I heard them mention terms like 'magic,' 'Master,' and 'Servant,' but what exactly are they?"

"what?"

Mashu looked confused.

"Shouldn't you know more about this than I do?"

"..."

Ian didn't try to appear more impressive than he was.

He directly admitted his problem.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know much about this, so I really hope you can help me, Mash."

"This……"

Mashu was silent for a moment, then gave a knowing smile.

"I understand."

"Then please let me help Senior Ian understand all of this!"

"This is really great."

Ian breathed a sigh of relief—his judgment was correct.

Mashu is definitely the kind of person who lets her guard down once she gets to know someone.

In this situation, even the absurd fact that the "monsters of Group A" do not understand these basic concepts can be selectively ignored.

Is this what they call all-natural?

but--

Nothing bad either.

If Mashu can help me understand all of this, then I should thank her properly.

After all, this is a measure that will affect future goals.

Just as Ian was organizing his thoughts, he suddenly felt his hand being pulled.

It was Mashu who grabbed his hand.

"Mashu, what's wrong?"

The girl blushed, but still said very firmly:

"Senior Ian, explaining concepts is too difficult!"

"If you want to understand all of this, then let's experience it directly through a simulated battle!"

91. 'The Monster of Group A' is Speedrunning the Simulation Battle (4,000-word chapter)

"Simulated warfare?"

This was yet another unfamiliar term, leaving Ian somewhat bewildered.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough to have already revealed most of his predicament and Mashu's situation.

So now, even if you encounter something you don't understand at all, you can just ask directly.

"Mashu, what is simulated warfare?"

"Hmm...it's a bit complicated to explain."

Mashu glanced at the time display screen in the corridor and suddenly exclaimed.

"Oops!"

"I've been so busy looking for Fufu, if we don't hurry we'll miss the simulation battle!"

"Eh, huh?"

Before Ian could even react, Mash grabbed his hand and started running.

As a result, the two of them walked hand in hand through the passageway of Chaldea.

Every staff member on the road was watching them.

It's not fair to blame them for being rude—after all, Mashu's impatient manner made it seem like she was rushing Ian to some half-price couples' hotel.

She ran like this for quite some time before finally stopping.

"that--"

Just as Mashu was about to speak, she noticed Ian's helpless look.

As she wondered why this was happening, she suddenly saw her and Ian holding hands.