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"I didn't mean anything by it, I was just worried that you might not be able to control your body's reaction and scream out later."

"Ritsuka, you wouldn't want others to see you like this, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately became much more obedient.

She nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Legs apart."

After Fujimaru Ritsuka adopted the M-shaped leg position, Ian began to examine her carefully.

Although "magic circuit" may seem like a very uniform term, in reality, everyone's magic circuit is quite different.

Some people are round;

Some people are square;

Many more are even irregular.

They can be found anywhere on the body, so a careful examination is necessary to determine whether a person has magic circuits.

Following the method he had learned from Ophelia, Ian's hands started from Fujimaru Ritsuka's feet and began to wander over her body.

have to say.

Girls of Fujimaru Ritsuka's age have skin that is incredibly smooth and delicate, like water.

This touch feels just like caressing a piece of smooth, lustrous jade, without any lingering sensation.

This is perhaps what is meant by "jade feet".

The lower leg above the foot.

Ian felt that Fujimaru Ritsuka must have been training a lot.

He could clearly feel the resilience hidden beneath the skin.

If you handle it gently, you might even feel a stretching or pulling sensation in your muscles.

The thighs, relatively speaking, lack that kind of resilience.

There is only a sensitivity that makes everything else fall into place.

Every time Ian's finger moved forward a little, Fujimaru Ritsuka's body would tremble.

Startled and embarrassed, Ian's finger stopped at the location of the girl's garden.

He leaned close to Fujimaru Ritsuka's ear and whispered:

"Don't misunderstand what happens next."

"I was really just checking your magic circuits."

Only after the girl nodded did he continue with his actions.

Go in.

It's a bit warm and a bit humid.

Ian was not surprised.

Rather, if it weren't for this level of detail, Ian would doubt whether he hadn't checked thoroughly enough.

"I'll take care of the discomfort once and for all."

"So you won't be unable to resist later."

After saying that, Ian began to use his other hand as well.

However, its target is the upper half of the girl.

As Fujimaru Ritsuka felt the meticulous caresses from above and below, her body trembled even more violently than before.

Is this really just a check-up?

Can't help it.

She leaned back.

The air was filled with a hint of shyness and dampness from the young girl.

But Ian remained calm.

He continued his inspection while Fujimaru Ritsuka repeatedly opened champagne in front of him.

Ten minutes later.

Ian completed the inspection of the magic circuit.

Fujimaru Ritsuka froze, staring at the large patch of marks that had appeared on the ground during the inspection.

Her mind was now completely blank, with only the pleasure that had been echoing in her head.

"Well, I..."

“It’s nothing, it’s normal,” Ian said nonchalantly. “It’s just a physiological reaction.”

"You don't need to explain anything to me."

"But this is too much..."

Seeing that Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't accept this, Ian hesitated for a moment, then took her hand and led her to a certain place.

Then, the girl paused for a moment.

Because she realized that Ian was proving something in a very direct way.

"Huh? You!"

Almost simultaneously, Ian covered Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth.

"Shhh."

The man gently released Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand.

"I just wanted to tell you that this is a common reaction during the inspection of magic circuits."

"You have it, and so do I."

"The only difference between us is that I can hold back, while you're more sensitive, understand?"

"..."

After Ian explained it this way, Fujimaru Ritsuka calmed down a bit.

She nodded, indicating that she understood.

Ian then released his grip.

He bent down, wiping away the very obvious marks on the ground, and said:

"Let me put on my coat first."

"it is good."

Having experienced that soul-stirring touch, Fujimaru Ritsuka was no longer as nervous as before.

She first picked up the clothes placed on the bedside table, and while putting them on, asked:

"How were the test results...?"

“So-so,” Ian replied. “Probably just a little stronger than the average person.”

Ian still remembers the identification method that Ophelia taught him.

He was certain there was no problem.

unless--

Fujimaru Ritsuka has a secret that I don't know about, but that possibility is probably not very high.

After all, the other party was a complete novice who didn't even know what magic was.

"This……"

The red-haired girl looked somewhat nervous.

"Does that mean I can't use magic?"

"Probably not."

Ian replied.

"After all, as long as you are above average, you already have the potential to become a magician."

"However, I'm afraid I'll have to discuss the specifics with someone else."

"..."

"Isn't that..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to speak but stopped.

However, Ian fully understood what she was thinking—she was worried about the collaboration.

If you are only slightly above average, it means your value isn't that high.

He thought for a moment and picked up the stockings that were rolled up in a ball.

"Lift your feet up."

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka obediently did as she was told.

Ian stretched the black stockings little by little until they rolled over his knees.

"Don't worry."

"Since we agreed to cooperate, I will definitely protect you."

"I'll have Mordred with you until you can protect yourself."

"really?"

“Really.” Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka. “Just listen to me when necessary.”

This almost non-existent condition delighted Fujimaru Ritsuka.