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

She took out her phone, typed something on the screen with immense shyness, and then sent it to Ian.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was naturally extremely curious about this.

"Mashu, what did you send?"

"No, it's nothing!" Mash replied to her Master, blushing.

"It's just... a few little tricks that got you here, senior."

"Don't worry about it too much."

at the same time.

Inside the director's office.

Olga Marie was slumped in a chair.

Her body would occasionally tremble with extreme shame, spurting out a few drops of water, looking as if she had been thoroughly played with.

If we categorize by the level of defeat CGs, this would be a development value of over 100, something that would be absolutely impossible to see under normal circumstances.

“I’m going to die…”

Olga Marie leaned back in her chair, exhaling hot air.

"These things are incredibly powerful..."

"Ahem." Ian coughed a few times, somewhat embarrassed.

"Director, that's because you used them all... you didn't miss a single one."

"Rather than saying that these things are strong, it's more accurate to say that you've already done a great job of persevering until now."

"Yes, yes?"

"Have."

Ian's gaze shifted slightly toward a rather sensitive area.

What comes into view are ○ rings, ○ ears, ○ mouth, ○ vibrator, and ○ plug.

"At least for now... the amount of equipment you carry is beyond my imagination."

"Director...you're quite capable."

"I……"

Olga Marie, who was fully loaded, blushed immediately.

"Isn't that because you keep handing them over?"

"I... I can't possibly not accept it, can I?!"

"But once you receive it, is there any need to use it right away?"

Ian looked at Olga Marie's two animal ears and chuckled.

"Especially some things, I only glanced at them."

"..."

Only after the man reminded her did Olga Marie realize how much she enjoyed showing off in front of him.

Even when engaging in such an extremely shameful act, she was completely absorbed in it, utterly unaware of how strange it was in essence.

"..."

The young director knew he couldn't explain it clearly, so he lowered his head.

Seeing her like this, Ian realized that she was fully aware of the problem.

He reached out and stroked Olga Marie's head, who was still playing the role of a cat, and whispered:

"Don't worry about it too much."

"I was just saying it casually."

“The director can be as unrestrained as he wants in front of me... I won’t tell anyone else.”

"Eh?!"

Upon hearing this, Olga Marie raised her head and looked at him.

The girl's eyes were already filled with dependence on this man.

Yes.

In front of him... it doesn't matter what you do, right?

Anyway—

I enjoy doing this myself, don't I?

Olga Marie's lips trembled slightly, as if some inappropriate words were about to come out of her mouth.

But at this moment——

Ian's phone rang, thwarting the director's idea.

She looked at the man in front of her, who was hesitating whether to examine her, quickly shook her head, and then said:

"Hurry up and check what the message is!"

"……Um."

Having received Olga Marie's permission, Ian then looked at his phone.

That was a message from Mashu.

"senior."

"I want to eat your..."

"Cough cough—!" Ian almost choked after reading the whole passage.

Seeing him like this, Olga Marie naturally became worried immediately.

"What's wrong?!"

"What happened?!"

Although she had voluntarily demoted herself to Ian's secretary, Olga Marie still cared deeply about her Chaldea.

After all, it was something left by my father.

Even in moments like now, when she is being disciplined, she has not forgotten this.

Ian, of course, fully understood her thinking.

So he didn't wait long for the other person to worry before replying:

"Oh...it's nothing, Director, you don't need to be afraid. It's just that Mashu is looking for me."

"Looking for you?"

“Yes.” Ian nodded and closed his phone very naturally.

"She said she wanted to see me now...it seems she has something to say."

"Is that so?"

Olga Marie pondered for a moment, then nodded in reply:

"In this case--"

"You go find her first!"

"Chief, then you..."

"it does not matter!"

Olga Marie patted her proud chest—even though there were two cute little ○ eggs stuck on it.

"I'll clean this place up myself."

"Don't forget what I said!"

"I... will support you from behind, so you don't need to worry about anything I might do."

Seeing Olga Marie being played with to the point of utter shame, yet speaking with unusual determination, Ian gradually came to understand everything.

He nodded.

"I see."

"That--"

"I'm going to find Mashu right now."

"Well, let's go!"

Olga Marie looked somewhat disappointed as she watched Ian leave.

She slowly removed her armor, cleaned it thoroughly, put it back in the place she usually kept her documents, and finally locked it tightly.

This is a little secret known only to her and Ian—at least for now.

She walked back to the chair with her legs, which had become somewhat numb from excessive indulgence, and assumed the M-leg pose that he had previously used to "test" the props.

Olga Marie sighed deeply as she looked at the spot where the fountain had performed so many times.

Faced with all this...

Why didn't he ever think of coming in and giving it a try?

They never said anything like they were obligated to take responsibility after joining, which was a forced sales tactic!

Is he really not interested in me?

That's unlikely too!

After all, if that were really the case, why would he be the first to leave himself here?

What exactly went wrong...?

Ogarmali leaned back in her chair, pondering strange things.

She genuinely hoped to take her relationship with Ian to the next level.