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

"because?"

“Because I remember you were asleep at first!” Mordred put her hands on her hips. “And now you’re sitting up?”

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was speechless for a moment.

Ian, on the other hand, was perfectly clear-headed.

He began to explain.

"Isn't this normal?"

"Of course you'll want to get up and sit for a while after sleeping for a long time."

As he spoke, Ian turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka and said with a smile.

"Ritsuka, is that right?"

"Ah, yes." Fujimaru Ritsuka, grasping at this straw, nodded repeatedly. "That's right."

“I asked Ian to help me up.”

"Ritsuka?"

Mash keenly noticed the change in how Ian addressed Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She lowered her head and asked shyly:

"Um...senpai, are you already that familiar with Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

"Uh, this."

This time, it was Ian's turn to be at a loss for words.

He certainly understood why Mash said those words.

However, explaining it doesn't seem to be that easy.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka did manage to be clever at this moment.

She answered for Ian:

"I told him to shout that!"

"Because I don't like using honorifics to address each other, it's too much trouble."

"You can also call me Ritsuka!"

After saying this, Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled the blanket tighter, as if afraid that her body would be discovered.

She wasn't lying, and it was the answer Mashu wanted to hear.

The latter breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see."

"Then I'll call you Ritsuka from now on~"

“Me too!” Mordred shouted.

“Okay!” Fujimaru Ritsuka readily agreed.

Knowing that the matter should end there, Ian took the initiative to steer the conversation back to another topic.

“Mash, Mordred.”

"I remember you said you were going to report this to the director of Chaldea, right? What happened?"

"As for this—"

Mashu's expression was somewhat complicated.

This puzzled Ian.

"Mash, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

“Nothing happened.” Mashu shook her head.

"Director Olga was very concerned about the situation we reported, saying that she would definitely investigate it seriously, and she also reassured us that we should not be afraid."

"It's just that Professor Rafe's attitude was a bit strange."

"Something's weird?" Ian frowned.

"Ok!"

Mordred took over the conversation.

"Even that big-breasted director said I was fine."

"But that Leif still seems to dislike me! He said something about how I can summon Servants without permission!"

"If I hadn't remembered that you said we shouldn't act rashly, I would have fought him!"

"This……"

Ian looked at Mash beside him.

"Mash, do you need to apply to summon Servants in Chaldea?"

"That's not true!" Mashu quickly shook her head in denial.

"Furthermore, the director is very interested in the fact that Senior Ian can summon Servants, and said that he must meet you later."

"Ok, I know."

Ian knew that this meeting would definitely happen.

After all, he had asked Mordred to cleave the snow-capped mountain with the Brilliant King's sword, Clarent.

If the director still can't notice this, then that's a bit outrageous.

However, Professor Rafe's attitude was indeed a bit strange.

Even though the 47th Master candidate has encountered such a big problem, his first reaction was to blame Mordred.

Not right.

But in any case, let's meet with the director first.

We need to escalate the situation to make the person who wants to take action more hesitant.

Incidentally, it can also resolve Fujimaru Ritsuka's current awkward situation.

"Namashu, Mordred."

Ian looked at the two people in front of him.

"Let's go there now, so as not to keep the director waiting."

“Okay,” Mash and Mordred replied in unison.

But at this moment.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly spoke up.

"Ian, could you stay for a while?"

"I have something I want to tell you."

"..."

Ian did not respond to Fujimaru Ritsuka, but instead looked at Mash and Mordred.

Obviously.

This is to solicit their opinions.

Mashu quickly and tactfully replied:

"Yes, senior, that's fine."

"The director shouldn't need you to come over immediately."

Mordred pursed his lips and then said:

"Okay, we'll wait for you outside."

The room became a place where Ian and Fujimaru Ritsuka were alone again.

What are you trying to do?

Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka on the bed.

"You went through so much trouble to cover it up, didn't you?"

"I want to be checked!" Fujimaru Ritsuka tugged at the blanket covering her.

"If you don't finish the check now, do you want to see me take my clothes off again later?"

"..."

It must be said that Fujimaru Ritsuka's words do have a point.

Ian didn't want to look like a controlling psychopath watching her take off her clothes in front of him, piece by piece.

"Okay, I'll try to be as fast as I can."

With that, Ian sat down on Fujimaru Ritsuka's bed.

He pulled back the covers and, amidst a pile of disheveled clothes, pulled the other person onto his lap.

"Open your mouth."

"Eh?"

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't understand what Ian wanted to do, she did as he said.

"what--"

The next moment, she felt something being stuffed into her mouth.

It's the gauze that was projected using magic just now!

However, before Fujimaru Ritsuka could protest, Ian's explanation arrived.

"Don't get excited."