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

Ian now understood why Hinako Akuta had approached Ritsuka Fujimaru.

The Chaldea staff couldn't help her, so she had to look for other ways.

The other magicians in Chaldea are the best choice.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's miraculous survival in the helicopter incident led Akuta Hinako to mistakenly believe that she was a powerful magician.

All of this shattered the moment they met—Fujimaru Ritsuka was not some ultimate magician.

So she seemed very disappointed.

"Miss Akuta Hinako, it seems you're grasping at straws in your desperation," Ian couldn't help but remark.

"If even a professional institution like Chaldea can't do it, what makes you think an ordinary magician could?"

"So I didn't look for an ordinary magician."

Hinako Akuta glared at Ian.

Don't you understand?

"In short, are you going to help or not? If you're not going to help, there's no point in continuing this conversation."

"..."

Ian looked at the literary girl in front of him—he was least receptive to force.

He had an idea.

"Miss Akuta Hinako, the contrast between your public and private behavior is quite striking."

"If you say you want to help me... then it's not impossible."

"But you always have to pay some price for doing this kind of thing."

"..."

Hinako Akuta became wary—she already knew that the other party was not someone to be trifled with.

"What price?"

"You don't expect me to do something that's impossible, do you?"

"of course not."

Ian smiled slightly, but his whole demeanor was somewhat frightening.

“Miss Akuta Hinako, you can definitely do this.”

"Because it's so simple."

Ian's gaze fell on Hinako Akuta's clothes, which were covering her up completely.

"Miss Akuta Hinako, please take off your clothes here."

"What did you say?!"

Hinako Akuta's eyes widened.

"Are you kidding me? Why would I take my clothes off in a place like this?"

"Yes, generally speaking, it's indeed unlikely."

Ian's expression remained calm and composed.

"But unfortunately, Miss Akuta Hinako needs my help now."

"So even if it's an unreasonable, even vulgar, request, you have to comply."

"certainly--"

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"But who knows if there will be another person willing to offer such simple and easy terms?"

"..."

Hinako Akuta knew that Ian was right.

She had indeed been searching in Chaldea for a long time.

Currently, the only one who meets the criteria is Ian, who has summoned Mordred.

If we miss him, who knows where the next person will be.

Hinako's throat was twitching slightly.

After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"You demon...you will definitely get your comeuppance."

Faced with such criticism, Ian showed no displeasure whatsoever.

On the contrary, he was somewhat pleased.

"The era of karmic retribution is over, Miss Akuta Hinako."

"Demons live longer than angels."

"so--"

"Please begin your performance."

"..."

Hinako's hands were trembling.

If you take off your clothes in a place like this, you'll become the center of attention in less than a minute.

Especially when there is a man standing in front of her, it is an act that directly destroys her reputation.

Hinako Akuta could even imagine how awkward her situation would be in Chaldea after that.

but--

If he could really help me see that person...

It doesn't seem impossible.

Hinako Akuta's hand slowly moved to the buttons on her clothes.

pat.

The button came off the groove.

Hinako Akuta felt her breathing becoming somewhat difficult.

So shameful.

It's really shameful.

In front of everyone, in front of this person, I actually had to take off all my clothes...

Hinako gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and slowly moved her hand toward the next button.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

She discovered that she couldn't move her hand.

The literary girl opened her eyes and found that Ian was holding her hand.

"you……"

"Oh... I almost forgot, you don't like this kind of contact, right?"

Ian withdrew his hand.

"Okay, that's enough."

"That's it?"

“Yes.” Ian nodded. “Miss Akuta Hinako, you don’t really want to take your clothes off here, do you?”

"Or do you have an exhibitionist tendency?"

“Of course I don’t have that kind of fetish.” Hinako Akuta looked at Ian warily.

"I just think your attitude changed way too quickly."

"You don't have any other disgusting ideas, do you?"

"Would you mind if I buttoned up your clothes for you?" Ian said with a smile.

"..."

Reminded by Ian, Hinako quickly buttoned up the only button on her clothes that she had left undone.

She never intended to take off all her clothes in front of this person.

Ian wasn't angry; instead, he explained his thoughts.

"I just wanted to test whether you really had that kind of determination."

"As it turns out, you do have it."

"If you're willing to give up your reputation, the person you're meeting must be very important."

"..."

Ian's tone became much friendlier, and Hinako Akuta's aggression also decreased somewhat.

“Don’t act like you know so much about this,” she said.

“Of course I know.” Ian looked directly at the literary girl who had once threatened him.

"Because, like you, there are people I want to see."

"I don't believe my determination will lose to yours."

"you also have?"

Hinako Akuta was somewhat surprised.

"A demon like you would have such a wish?"

"who's that person?"

"It's confidential," Ian replied. "Please don't ask me that kind of question."