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

"Eh?"

Mordred paused for a moment.

"Master, what did you call me just now?"

“Little Mordred,” Ian said, his gaze softening slightly as he looked at her, “don’t you like being called that?”

"certainly not!"

Mordred's eyes brightened slightly.

"I love this nickname!"

After saying that, she buried her face in Ian's arms and started rubbing against him.

The man didn't say much, gently stroking her head, letting her act coquettishly towards him, and then said softly:

"Well, that's fine if you like it."

"Why hasn't Hinako Akuta returned yet?" Mordred asked in a low voice.

"She left earlier."

Ever since——

After Olga Marie's surprised "Huh?", Fujimaru Ritsuka was granted the right to stay in room 049 (Mordred, being a Servant, did not need to report).

The room, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became lively.

However, Mordred, upon returning to this place, was not excited; instead, she became wary.

Because she knew that during the time she was taking care of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu was living with her father.

She rummaged through drawers and cabinets, seemingly trying to find some evidence.

As Morgan's biological daughter and Artoria's adopted daughter, she must defend her father's physical innocence!

Ian wasn't nervous—because all the "evidence" had either been swallowed by Mashu or hidden under her clothes.

No matter how hard Mordred searched, there was no trace of what she had done in the room.

But the confident man was unaware that a "secret" meeting was underway.

Fujimaru Ritsuka moved sideways to Mash's side, taking tiny, crab-like steps.

She gently nudged the pink-haired girl beside her with her elbow, then whispered:

“Mashu, I think it’s necessary for us to stop fighting for a while.”

"Cease, ceasefire?" Mash turned around, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Yes."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, her gaze falling on Mordred and Ian in front of her.

Exhausted from searching for evidence, Mordred simply spread out on the bed, sticking his tongue out.

Ian, with a smile in his eyes, gently patted her head, looking very tender.

"Don't you think... Mordred and Ian's relationship is quite unusual?"

"It's no longer just a simple Master and Servant relationship, is it?"

“Eh, this…”

After Fujimaru Ritsuka said that, Mashu realized that the situation seemed to be exactly like that.

Although she always calls him "Master," Mordred's behavior has completely crossed the line of their contract.

She would not only take Ian's hand proactively, but also often hug him very inappropriately.

This is definitely... not right!

Fujimaru Ritsuka put on a very serious expression, ready for a decisive battle.

"If this continues, Mordred might be the only one sleeping next to Ian tonight."

"what?!"

If the previous moves were just empty gestures, Fujimaru Ritsuka's words at this moment were a direct hit to the heart of the matter!

Are the opportunities to get close to my seniors about to disappear?

No!

Absolutely not!

As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

Mash, who had previously been "fighting" with Fujimaru Ritsuka in the restaurant, suddenly stood on the same side as her.

"So...what should we do now?"

"We can only take some necessary measures."

Fujimaru Ritsuka adopted a commander's demeanor, leaned close to the pink-haired girl's ear, and began to explain in detail.

"Mash, here's my plan..."

"That's it, I understand."

A few minutes later.

The girl, having finished her bath, sat on the bed.

Mordred looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and the cards in her hand with a puzzled expression.

"Ritsuka, you said you wanted to play card games with me at this time?"

"This isn't a good idea... If my Master finds out, he'll think I'm neglecting my duties!"

"No, no!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Ian, who was being "held back" by Mash on the other side, and waved her hand as she spoke.

"He won't be angry."

"Because this time, the three of us are playing together."

"and--"

"This isn't a simple card game!"

"Huh?" Mordred scratched his face. "If it's not a card game, what else could it be?"

"It's a competition for positions."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shuffled the playing cards in her hand and explained to Mordred in front of her.

"Tonight, your Master, Ian, only has two seats to his left and right, but now there are three people here."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mordred suddenly realized what was happening.

"Wait a moment!"

"Ritsuka, you mean... to decide who gets to sleep next to the Master tonight through a card game?!"

"Completely correct!"

A sly glint flashed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes.

"You don't need to worry about not knowing how to play—because this time we're playing the same game we played in the hospital room before."

"Super easy!"

"..."

Mordred licked his lips, revealing an expression of great interest.

The flames of battle burned in her eyes.

That's right.

We should definitely fight for this kind of thing.

Since Mother isn't here—!

I will take her place and protect her with my life!

Just you wait, Father!

I will definitely beat those two shameless wicked women in the card game right under your nose!

A few hours later.

"how so……"

Mordred stared at the paper with the score sheet written on it, a look of disbelief on his face.

"I didn't win a single game all night?!"

"How is this possible!"

"Maybe it's just bad luck~" Fujimaru Ritsuka shuffled the cards and then piled them up.

"but--"

"It's over. I'm first, Mash is second, and Mordred, you're third."

"Yes, yes, it's over."

Mashu followed up with what Fujimaru Ritsuka had said.

However, her expression looked quite unnatural, even somewhat guilty, as if she were afraid of something.

Ian noticed this.

However, he didn't say anything; instead, he chose to remain silent.

At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around and looked at the man with a smile.

"The competition is over."

"Ian, isn't it time we went to sleep?"

"..."