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

He began to comfort Mash:

"It's fine."

"The director and Dr. Roman are both here; they'll definitely find a way."

"I think... I should recover soon, right?"

"As for Ritsuka and Mori..."

"I think--"

"They're not that bad."

"...Same."

Ian's words of comfort reassured Mash a little. She nodded and then carefully put the small device away.

"Then senior..."

"What should we do next? Should we go find Ritsuka and Mori first?"

"That's all we can do."

Ian looked into the distance along the forest road.

“After all, if we’re teleported to such close locations… I think they might actually be nearby too.”

"That's certainly a possibility!"

Mashu's cheeks flushed slightly as she regained her courage.

She gripped her fully unfolded round shield and spoke:

"Senior, then please become my Master for the time being!"

"okay."

Having established a temporary master-servant relationship with Mash (which was actually a form of solace), Ian and she embarked on a journey to find another mismatched master-servant pair, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mordred.

but--

This process is not as simple as it seems.

The two walked from dawn till dusk, but still hadn't been able to leave the forest.

Left with no other choice, they could only set up camp and rest for one night.

Fortunately, this kind of situation in the wild was quite manageable for Ian.

—Memory Projection Activated—

--remember--

—Construction—

--generate--

Ian recalled his life in Chaldea and quickly used his memories to project a "room" large enough for the two of them to rest in.

"Senior, this..."

Mashu looked at the "room" in front of her, completely astonished.

“It only looks like that on the surface,” Ian explained with a laugh. “There’s no actual functionality inside.”

"but--"

"It can serve as a rest area."

"……Great."

After feeling so relieved, Mashu suddenly realized something.

"Hey, senior, you only projected one room."

"That……"

“Mash, projecting two rooms will consume a lot of magic.”

Ian's fingers gently scraped across Matthew's nose.

"Besides -"

"Don't you want just one room?"

Mashu's face was already red and burning hot.

She nodded shyly but with immense joy.

"Hmm... I hope so too."

late at night.

The room as projected.

Ian lifted the covers and looked at Mash, whose cheek was pressed tightly against his penis, sleeping soundly. His expression was a mixture of happiness and emotion.

He knew she no longer resisted this life of serving him well; in fact, one could say she even liked it.

In a sense, Mashu could be considered his sex slave.

A more accurate description would be an X slave disguised as a girlfriend.

After all, she would never refuse any of her requests regarding sex.

Even if it's a form of discipline that's extremely shameful.

but--

Ian didn't intend to treat this girl who was so obedient to him with that attitude.

On one hand, he and Cú Chulainn had a pact—to "marry" every girl they ever met.

On the other hand, he did indeed sense Mash's unique dependence on him.

Even the fact that she became someone else's servant because she wanted to survive made her want to apologize to herself, and she hoped that she wouldn't be angry.

Ian knew that it was hard for him not to develop some feelings for a girl like that.

He gently laid the blanket down, no longer disturbing Mashu's enjoyment of being with his penis.

then.

The man began to seriously recall everything he had experienced.

He realized that these so-called "simulations" were not as simple as he had imagined.

Each of them played a role.

The "memory projection" he obtained in Britain allowed him to defeat both Artoria and Leif.

The "inhuman body" helped him avoid Ophelia's demonic eye attack;

The "soul control" he obtained in Heian-kyo allowed him to rescue Olga Marie from that terrible black hole;

The part where "recognition" shines is in identifying the abnormal Hinako.

Everything seemed to be preordained—he was destined to continually save those who were harmed by the continuation of pan-human history.

Ian always felt like he couldn't breathe whenever he encountered something like this.

It felt like fighting against some extremely powerful oppressive force.

He wasn't sure if he would completely break down at some point in the future.

but--

Once you think about how they can live a good life afterward, the price suddenly becomes less daunting.

Far away.

Ian carefully recalled the third "simulation" once again.

Based on my experience from the previous two attempts, I'm sure I'll gain some new abilities this time as well.

However, it doesn't seem to have been shown yet.

This is something that is very worthwhile to consider.

After all, the earlier you master a skill, the stronger your initiative will be.

only--

Ian also had a vague feeling that this time it might not be as simple as he had expected.

Or rather, it's not that simple.

after all--

Those are memories of transforming into a dragon.

But then again——

If I met Morgan in that manner, would she appreciate me?

With various considerations, big and small, in mind, Ian carefully examined each issue on the projected bed.

His eyes finally closed slowly with exhaustion as dawn approached.

dawn.

Ian felt the familiar disturbance and then slowly opened his eyes.

Mashu was already diligently tending to the penis that had been with her all night.

When she saw Ian wake up, she paused for a moment, her cautious gaze almost as if asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The man didn't say much, but simply pressed the girl's head down a little.

These are answers that surpass all words—they show that he appreciates the kind of attentive care he receives from her.

A gurgling sound came from the girl's throat, followed by a hissing sound as she sucked.

As a Servant, she would do this willingly even without any Command Seals controlling her.

But at this very moment—

A noise came from the side.