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

It wasn't that he cared much about Olga Marie, but rather that this was simply too unusual.

First, the investigation results were completely inconsistent with the facts;

And his current behavior of rushing back to the office.

Ian simply couldn't believe that the young director hadn't encountered some trouble.

but--

If I interrupt her now, she probably won't know anything.

Let's sneak in through the slightly ajar door and take a look.

Ian is not a morally upright person, much less the kind of gentleman who would cancel his actions out of guilt.

This man will do anything without hesitation as long as it helps him achieve his goals.

Using Olga Marie's slightly ajar door as a cover, Ian began to quietly peer into the room.

But the sight that came into view made him pause for a moment.

The young director had already put his usual orange aristocratic coat aside, and his red stockings were lying crookedly on the ground.

At this moment, she was only wearing a white dress.

Her stunning figure, which she never usually showed off, was on full display at this moment.

This situation prompted Ian to take a deep breath.

After all, what usually draws people's attention to Olga Marie is the seriousness and anxiety that emanates from her.

Now, she possesses the beautiful charm that comes with her age.

But this was just the beginning; even more unexpected things were yet to come.

Just as Ian was wondering why Olga Marie was rushing back to the office in such a hurry, and why she was dressed like that...

The young director then revealed the answer to him directly.

Olga Marie reached out and pulled open the cabinet in front of her.

She rummaged through it for a while, and then pulled out something that shocked her eyes—a small thing made of pink oval objects connected to a switch by a thin string.

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No, wait!

That's... jumping ○?

Olga Marie rushed back to her office just to use this jump ○?

Ian felt his brain was being hit like never before.

He realized that he seemed to have stumbled upon something that shouldn't have been.

Click.

Olga Marie turned on a switch that looked like it would be very easy to accidentally press.

A buzzing sound came from inside.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the vibrating object in front of her.

"Uh...hmm."

Her hand reached towards her garden.

Olga Marie's moans echoed through the room.

Little by little.

The little pink thing was just stuffed inside like that.

Olga Marie's hands trembled as she turned on the switch once more.

Her body began to tremble there, and her whole being seemed to twist as a result.

Ian wouldn't mistake this behavior.

Oh, she was just comforting herself.

but--

Ian felt that something was wrong.

Before he could figure it out, Olga Marie, her body trembling, reached into the cabinet again and began to grope around once more.

Another small object appeared in her hand.

Ian's eyes widened—another one?

Under the man's astonished gaze, Olga Marie did the same thing.

But it's not over yet.

Three, four, five

Ian just watched as Olga Marie stuffed them all in.

As a buzzing sound several times louder than before echoed through the office, the usually decisive director slumped into his chair, his whole body trembling.

This should have been an extremely embarrassing scene, but Ian realized something was amiss.

Olga Marie...

He didn't seem excited about this; instead, he looked somewhat disappointed.

This is unusual.

Ultimately, whether she put one or several in, it can be understood as Olga Marie's personal preference.

At worst, it's just that Xingyu is strong, so it's used a lot.

but--

He was making this face while using it.

This was the first time Ian had ever met him.

It seems best not to bother her today—at least not now.

But fate seemed unwilling to let Ian escape so easily.

Just as he was about to leave, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

That's a notification that a new message has been received.

The sound, which would normally be perfectly normal, sounded like a death knell at this moment.

Olga Marie immediately became alert in the room.

"Who?!"

"Who's out there?!"

"..."

Ian knew he couldn't pretend he hadn't seen anything this time.

After all, if Olga Marie were to investigate, her coming here and then running away would definitely be discovered.

no way.

We can only go in based on the original opportunity.

"It's me, Director."

"I have some questions for you."

Olga Marie still didn't realize that she hadn't even closed the door.

However, she knew perfectly well that it wouldn't be good to let Ian stay outside the door for too long.

Time was of the essence, and the young director didn't even have time to take out the jump rings directly; he could only temporarily shut them down.

She hurriedly grabbed her coat and covered herself, pretending nothing had happened, before calling out to Ian outside the door.

"Well, come in."

The door opens.

Ian pretended not to know anything and went into the room;

Olga Marie pretended not to have done anything and looked at him.

The atmosphere suddenly became incredibly awkward.

"..."

"..."

"What do you want to ask?" Olga Marie broke the mysterious silence.

She still had a good impression of the man in front of her.

After confirming that the young director had not lost her temper over those little things, Ian decided to communicate with her in a normal way.

They've all come in.

Of course, it's impossible to do nothing.

Let's put other things aside for now.

"Chief, I have objections to today's investigation results."

"Ok?"

Olga Marie frowned slightly.

Do you have any objections?

"Isn't this exactly what Chaldea needs in all aspects?"

“No.” Ian shook his head.

"Director, others may not understand, but I am different."

"Regarding this matter... I cannot accept your explanation."