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The top-performing magician looked at the man before him.

"You agreed to Mashu's request?"

Ian nodded first, then shook his head.

"I agreed, but not completely."

"What does it mean?"

Ophelia's cheeks flushed slightly.

She still remembered Mashu's shy expression in the photo—it was clear she felt happy about doing this.

From this perspective... then they should have agreed.

“We didn’t have a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, but we definitely took things further physically.”

Ian explained without any attempt to hide his true feelings.

"That photo should be able to explain the situation."

"no!"

Ophelia was very anxious.

"Aren't you just messing with Mashu?!"

“Yes,” Ian nodded. “I think so myself.”

“But if we don’t do this, Mash will be even more upset.”

"So you feel like you're helping her at a disadvantage?"

“No,” Ian shook his head in denial.

"From a man's perspective, I certainly didn't lose out."

"After all, Mashu really tries her best to do things that I like—I won't deny that."

"But there is indeed a better way that I can't think of."

“Miss Ophelia, if you have any better ideas, please let me know.”

"..."

Ophelia remained silent.

She really didn't know how to handle the situation.

Ian's actions, though unethical, were the best option at the time.

After all, if even such a humble request were rejected, it would be a huge blow to Mashu.

"Ian, you really are..."

Ophelia turned her face away.

"They always combine their desires with things that make it impossible for others to blame them."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ian smiled slightly.

Ophelia found herself getting somewhat used to her shamelessness.

"May I ask you another question?"

"of course."

"Do you... like Mashu or not?"

“I don’t like it at all.” Ian answered the question almost without hesitation.

"but--"

"I also hope that she can experience the happiness she deserves."

"So this is what you call protection?" Ophelia suddenly realized.

"Let her suck it for you..."

Ophelia couldn't continue.

She still felt very ashamed about this.

“If that were the case, I wouldn’t dare show my face in front of you, Miss Ophelia.”

Ian pulled Olga Marie's business plan from his coat and handed it to her.

"This……"

Ophelia took the plan and read it carefully for a while.

"Project Watch – an emergency plan to deal with the helicopter incident and the targeting of Master candidates by unknown individuals?"

"and many more."

Ophelia looked at the man in front of her and suddenly realized something.

"Could you be the one who split the iceberg and used the falling snow to stop the out-of-control helicopter?"

“It wasn’t me.” Ian smiled slightly.

"It's Mordred."

“Isn’t that the same thing?!” Ophelia replied. “Mordred can’t use that ability without you.”

“You’re right,” Ian said, without refuting Ophelia’s statement.

"In short, this is the plan that the director has drawn up, and it is estimated that it will be announced soon."

"Then what do you mean by showing me?"

After reviewing the entire plan, Ophelia asked in confusion.

"Want to prove that you are valued by the director?"

"Do not."

Ian shook his head.

"I just wanted to tell you."

"After the director makes the announcement, I will immediately apply to work with Mashu to carry out this plan."

"Oh... and that girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka, I'll probably try to win her over too."

"..."

Ophelia looked at Ian in disbelief.

"According to the records, that Fujimaru Ritsuka should just be an ordinary person who is slightly more capable, right?"

"At a time like this, you not only have to protect Mashu, but also her?"

Ian smiled calmly.

"Someone has to do this kind of thing."

"Then why can't it be me?"

"..."

Ophelia was speechless.

After all, if it were her, she would never choose to carry out such a plan with Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Given the dangerous situation, it's only right to choose the stronger person.

To put it bluntly—if something really happens to you, the weak will have no way to help.

"Alright, whether you believe it or not, I've finished explaining."

"Mash is still waiting for me, I'm leaving now."

Just as Ian was about to turn and leave, Ophelia grabbed his hand.

"Ian, have you forgotten something?"

"Forgot something?"

“Hmm…” Ophelia turned her head to the side, “Aren’t you curious why I sent you those kinds of photos?”

"Of course I'm curious."

Ian looked at the top student magician.

"But if you don't want to talk about it, I'm not interested in digging deeper."

"You have to ask!" Ophelia said somewhat anxiously. "Wouldn't it be strange if I told you on my own?"

“…Okay.” Ian said with a hint of helplessness.

"So why did you send me that kind of photo?"

"because--"

Ophelia turned around and looked directly at the man in front of her.

Yesterday was Saturday.

"If I'm planning to do something with you on Sunday... I should prepare properly, right?"

167. Ophelia's Delightful Quartet / A Beautiful Sunday Promise (4k)

"..."

"..."

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ophelia asked, her face showing displeasure.

"Isn't that what you said?"

"I can come to you anytime on Sundays, right?"

"Ah."

Ian couldn't help but laugh.