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“Of course I’d like to ask,” Ian smiled slightly. “But rather than asking such trivial matters, I think we should focus our attention on resolving the Chaldea problem.”

"Director, don't you think so?"

"you……"

Olga Marie was moved by Ian's words, and her eyes showed some emotion.

Her expression held a hint of relief—probably knowing that someone cared about Chaldea as much as she did.

"Aren't you afraid that Singularity F is very dangerous?"

"This is the first time we've ever done this kind of teleportation... Nobody knows if something unexpected might happen."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Ian smiled.

"If I can safely explore and return, then I will be a hero of Chaldea."

"Even if I have to sacrifice myself for this, I will still be a hero of Chaldea."

"Don't say such things!" Olga Marie interrupted Ian impatiently.

"I've gathered you all together at Chaldea so that you can work for Chaldea, not so that you can go and die!"

"..."

"..."

Ian and Olga Marie exchanged a glance and both laughed.

This kind of correct but meaningless nonsense has lost its value at this moment.

Someone has to explore the singularity F, which is the unknown situation Chaldea is now facing.

"So, Director, when will this operation begin?"

"Probably within a week."

Olga Marie answered Ian's question truthfully.

"We can't delay any longer."

“Hmm.” Ian nodded. “Looks like I need to prepare in advance.”

"Chief, let's call it a day."

"Wait a moment."

Olga Marie opened a drawer, took out a card, and handed it to Ian.

"This is the office card."

"Use this to come in from now on."

"Huh?" Ian looked at the card in front of him, his expression somewhat surprised. "Director, what is this...?"

"I can't waste it!"

Olga Marie pointed to the spot where she had previously taken out the ○ jump.

"I bought so many kinds! I have to try them all to see how they work!"

"You have to teach me how to use it!"

"..."

The Chaldea Director's personal toy instructor?

Ian felt as if he had unintentionally taken on a strange role.

but--

It doesn't seem bad?

The following week was Ian's preparation time.

Although it's called "preparation," it's actually more like gradually informing the girls he knows about things.

First is Ophelia.

Late Sunday night.

In a deserted corridor of Chaldea, indescribable sounds of collisions echoed; if one stopped to listen, it would make one blush within moments.

The usually arrogant and aloof top student magician is now leaning against the wall with both hands.

A pair of black lace panties, pulled up to her waist, hung between her legs, while her skirt had been lifted up to her waist.

Her exposed back garden was being brutally violated by her lover, and her waist, which was being held by his hands, trembled along with it.

But Ophelia dared not utter a sound.

With her head down, all she could do was bite her lip tightly, looking both ashamed and helpless.

Hiss.

Ophelia felt a surge of heat.

And then he... ejaculated inside her again.

A few minutes later.

Ophelia, having lowered her skirt, clutched her buttocks, looking somewhat annoyed.

"Ian, if you just want to use that place, is it necessary to come outside?"

"Isn't it better to stay in the room?"

What if we get spotted outside?

The magician, who said this, was completely unaware that she had implicitly agreed that the other party could do whatever they wanted with her.

"Isn't it exciting because it's easy to be discovered?"

"Besides -"

Ian hugged Ophelia and whispered in her ear.

"I just patted your butt."

"You were the one who lifted up your skirt."

"..."

Ophelia, whose weakness had been exposed, turned her face away.

"So this time, are you still trying to humiliate me?"

"Do not."

Ian grasped the magician's two hands.

"I just want you to remember this feeling."

"After all, you should already know about the director's mission, right?"

Olga Marie's drive and efficiency remain as strong as ever.

On the same night she informed Ian, she announced the candidates for Chaldea's "First Order" Singularity F exploration project.

Everyone in Group A is now in line.

They will shoulder the heavy responsibility of maintaining the future operation of Chaldea and set off for Singularity F.

"Is it just about exploring singularities?"

Ophelia muttered to herself.

"Why are you making it sound like you're never coming back after this trip?"

"When you get back—"

Ophelia moved a few steps closer to Ian's body.

"You can still fuck me... why are you so hung up on the present?"

"..."

Even though his relationship with Oronfelia was more of a physical one, Ian was still somewhat moved when he heard these words.

“Then I’ll just say I want to remember it,” Ian replied with a smile.

In the dead of night, the two kissed in the corridor.

Ophelia's reaction to the plan was not very strong.

But Mashu, who was also in Group A, was the complete opposite—she was very nervous.

"Senior, what should we do?"

Why were I chosen?

Yes.

Mashu was very nervous.

Even when she was alone with Ian in a restaurant, she was incredibly nervous.

However, the man completely understood her reaction.

"fine."

Ian gently stroked Mash's head.

"Since the director has chosen you, it means that you meet her requirements."

"so--"

"do not be afraid."

"My Mash will definitely be able to complete this mission."

"Eh?"

Mashu's eyes shone with hope—Ian's encouragement was incredibly important to her.

"Yes! I will definitely try my best!"