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

In the end, all that was left for him was that "contraceptive magic trick".

"senior……"

Mashu's eyes were a little moist.

"I'm sorry, I'm so useless."

“No.” Ian shook his head.

“To other people, Mash might indeed be a bit unremarkable.”

"But for me—"

The man's fingers gently caressed Mashu's lips.

“Mashu is a very important ‘tool’.”

"Including now."

Everything is implied without being said.

Mashu gently took Ian's finger into her mouth.

That means being willing to provide services as a "tool".

Compared to Ophelia's slightly resistant demeanor, Mash was much more compliant—one could even say somewhat proactive.

Although she was in a situation where she could be discovered by others at any moment, she still knelt in front of the chair and shyly licked the spot where the other person wanted her to serve.

The girl's tongue slid along the base of the man's penis, making a smacking sound.

However, this sound was drowned out by Olga Marie's report.

No one will know that she is being used as a "tool".

Ian also noticed the girl's progress—she no longer resisted oral penetration as much as before.

This is a more comfortable experience.

The man caressed the head buried between his legs and gently pressed it down.

Mashu's forehead touched Ian's lower abdomen, and a huge foreign object pressed hard against her delicate throat.

Glug glug, a refreshing drink.

Ian slowly released his grip.

Mashu gasped for breath—this was probably the first time she had ever eaten so much, especially in such a public setting.

"Does it hurt?"

“No, that’s not true.” Mashu swallowed something.

"I just feel... there seems to be something different about you, senior."

"Senior, did you add anything?"

"Ahem." Ian coughed a few times. "An illusion, all an illusion."

"Mashu, don't overthink it."

"Yeah, I got it."

Mash looked at the still towering Optimus Prime and blushed.

"Senior, I'll start cleaning now."

"Well, please."

Time passed slowly as Mashu performed her service. Olga Marie on the stage finally finished explaining what had happened and moved on to the stage of presenting evidence and revealing the final investigation results.

Ian placed his hand on Mash's head, but his attention was drawn more towards the young director.

He was not involved in the subsequent investigation, so he was unaware of the actual progress.

but--

Now that Olga Marie has gathered the Master candidates together...

Ian felt that her investigation must have yielded some results.

however--

What he heard next was completely unexpected.

Olga Marie gripped the thick investigation report in her hand and addressed the people who had entered the conference hall with utmost seriousness.

"Based on Professor Rafe's and my investigation, this incident was ultimately determined to be a targeted attack by an external organization."

"It has nothing to do with Chaldea personnel."

"Therefore, effective immediately, the Master Candidate Watch Plan is hereby terminated."

"also--"

"Please be prepared, all Master candidates."

"Your first mission in Chaldea is about to begin!"

177. Olga Marie in a Hurry / Secrets in the Office (4k)

"..."

Ian noticed something was wrong.

As one of the few people who fully understood the ins and outs of the helicopter incident, he felt that Olga Marie's statement at this moment did not match what she knew at all.

After all, if one knew about Fujimaru Ritsuka's experience, it would be impossible to so simply and crudely attribute the matter to "external organizations".

Keep in mind that this time, even the helicopter that was sent to pick up the Master candidate was tampered with using magic.

It can't possibly be that simple.

Not right.

This explanation is problematic.

However, while Ian felt something was very wrong, it was a different story for others who were unaware of the actual situation.

They were overjoyed when Director Olga Marie announced the lifting of the alert.

"We've finally got the matter sorted out!"

"Yes, now we can rest assured!"

Hearing the commotion around them, the timid Mashu immediately stopped, startled.

Kneeling on the ground, with a white thread hanging from the corner of her mouth, she held the still-uncleaned, enormous object in her hand and looked nervously at Ian.

"Senior, what should we do now...?"

"Let's stop for now." Ian patted Mash's head.

"You've worked hard."

Although she felt bad about not finishing her work, Mashu quickly got up as Ian had told her to.

She sat back down next to the man, lowered her head, and gently wiped the traces from her mouth with a tissue.

Ian held her hand, trying to calm her down.

On the other side, they looked towards the front of the conference hall.

Olga Marie's words were still echoing in his mind.

Knowing everything, he couldn't accept this explanation.

Must the meeting end here with this unreasonable explanation?

This is indeed the case.

The meeting officially ended when the young director said "Meeting adjourned" and began packing his things to leave.

This is absolutely not allowed.

Ian's head was buzzing, and after seeing Olga Marie leave the meeting room, the man acted immediately.

"Mash, I have some things to attend to and I'll be leaving for a while."

"Please tell Ritsuka, Mordred, and me a good word!"

"Okay, okay."

Mashu wiped her mouth, recalling the taste, and looked at Ian walking away with a worried expression.

"...Has something bad happened again?"

Because Mash had shown me the way before, Ian knew exactly where Olga Marie's office was.

He continued heading in that direction, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

At this moment, he needed to find out exactly what had been going on in the investigation that had lasted for nearly a month.

When you have something on your mind, your steps will respond accordingly, becoming lighter and more brisk.

A short while later, Ian arrived at the door of the director's office.

The nameplate on it is still polished to a shine.

However, that's not what we should be focusing on right now—finding Olga Marie is the right thing to do.

However, things once again took a turn in a direction that Ian had never expected.

Just as Ian was about to push the door open, he noticed that it felt light and flimsy to the touch.

The man immediately realized—Olga Marie hadn't locked the door!

This is not normal behavior.

This is especially true for the young director at this moment.

This proves that she was in such a hurry to get back to her office that she didn't even notice the absurdity of the door being unlocked.

"..."

Ian began to feel worried.