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

Yesterday's post about bras might also be part of this aversion.

Everything is reasonable.

however.

Ian's idea was shattered in less than a minute.

His phone received a new message from Ophelia—it seemed to be the exact time she was waking up.

The man picked up his phone and saw a somewhat shocking scene.

"you!"

"Give!"

"I!"

"Pass!"

"Come!"

"Immediately! Right now!"

Several messages popped up on the screen in a very short time.

Even just from words, Ian could imagine what Ophelia would look like when she sent such a message.

Just as he was about to reply, another message notification appeared on his screen.

"Don't bring Mashu, just do it yourself!"

"..."

Having said all that, Ian knew it would be better for him to agree.

After all, if Ophelia gets anxious, you really don't know what she might do.

"Row."

"Wait a minute."

After Ian finished replying, he looked at Mash, who was trying her best to play the role of "tool".

He pressed her head down.

The latter no longer resisted as before, but allowed what it served to be pushed in.

Gurgling.

Mashu's throat moved slightly.

The morning cleaning task is finally over.

Ian gave her a bath, dried her hair, and then carried her back to bed, completely naked.

He covered her with the blanket and said:

"Mash, I need to go out for a bit. Can you wait for me in the room like this?"

"Waiting for my senior like this?" Mashu glanced at the body under the covers and blushed.

"Hmm." Ian nodded. "Mashu, you don't want to?"

"No!" The girl shook her head.

"I will do my best to complete the tasks assigned by my senior."

"That's fine."

Ian gave Mash a light kiss on the forehead.

"wait for me."

"Hmm~"

Ian certainly didn't leave Mash in bed like that because of his own perverse sense of humor.

He had to make sure she didn't leave her room now.

The main reason is to reduce the possibility of encountering risks—after all, the mole could very well be in Chaldea.

On the other hand, it's also to rationalize this kind of thing.

Rather than making Mashu realize that she is a "burden":

It would be better to make her feel like she is being "required".

That way you won't feel uncomfortable.

Everything is arranged properly.

Ian left his room and headed towards 016, where Ophelia was.

Ten minutes later.

He arrived at Ophelia's door.

"I have arrived."

The man sent a message to the other person.

Soon, the door opened.

The girl wearing an eye patch pulled Ian inside.

pat.

The door closed again, and the corridor returned to silence.

"You bastard!"

Ophelia put one hand on her hip and pointed at Ian with the other.

"Didn't we agree not to lay a hand on Mashu?!"

"What does that photo mean?!"

"You lecherous worm! Shameless filthy man! You vile rogue with a head full of unclean thoughts! How could a Master candidate like you exist?!"

The top-performing magician from the Clock Tower cursed several times in one breath, becoming breathless.

It was clear that she was genuinely angry.

However, Ian remained calm.

He even went to the side and poured her a glass of water.

"Tired of yelling?"

"Take a sip of water before you continue cursing, okay?"

Looking at the water being handed to her, Ophelia knew that her words had had no effect on him whatsoever.

"you!"

How could you be so shameless?!

“This isn’t about being shameless, Miss Ophelia.”

Ian placed the cup on the round table beside him.

"I just don't want to talk to you when you're angry."

"That would be very inefficient."

"..."

Ophelia's reaction was not slow.

She immediately realized that what Ian actually meant was "he had a reason for doing that."

She calmed down a bit.

"What do you want to say?"

"Is this another one of those twisted arguments like 'Nobody wanted Mashu, so you took action against her'?"

"This time it's not just that."

Ian was not impatient because of Ophelia's reprimand.

Instead, he became more patient.

"Miss Ophelia, could you please let me finish explaining what happened?"

"..."

Ophelia wasn't the type of person who would become deaf to everything when she got angry.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded.

"Fine, I'd like to see how you plan to argue your way out of this."

However, Ian has no intention of defending his actions.

Sincerity is the best weapon.

He told Ophelia exactly what had happened in the bathroom the night before.

He knew that this kind of thing was impactful enough in itself.

"this?"

Ophelia was stunned after hearing what had happened.

"Mash, did I really confess to you like this?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded.

“Miss Ophelia, you should know that I have no reason to lie about such things.”

Although she wanted to refute Ian, Ophelia knew that what he said was indeed the truth.

After all, if you just ask Mashu a little, she'll definitely tell you about the relationship without any suspicion.

And after learning about this situation, Ophelia had another thing that she was very concerned about.

"so……"