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

Vivian couldn't tell which situation it was anymore.

The only thing echoing in her mind was the sentence he had just replied to her.

"OK, all right."

Those were the same words he had made to himself when he was a knight.

"Whatever you want, I will fight for it for you."

and so--

Did he remember himself?

That's why they came at this time to accompany me in appreciating those ethereal flowers.

Does he remember?

He must have remembered, right?!

A smile, unlike any seen in a thousand years, appeared on the witch's face.

Those are thoughts that only surface when I'm facing him.

“Ian!” Vivian couldn’t help but call out.

however--

Despite Vivian's initiative and enthusiasm, Ian's reaction was quite ordinary.

Or perhaps he was somewhat puzzled by her call, but felt obliged to respond out of politeness.

Yes, I am here.

"But if it were possible—"

"I hope you won't get so agitated, Ms. Vivian."

"..."

With just that one sentence, Vivian's nascent hope was instantly crushed into a cold reality.

because--

He still used the witch's alias, Vivian, in the mortal world.

It was not the name of the new king Morgan, who inspired both reverence and fear.

He still didn't recognize himself.

Upon realizing this, Vivian became more sober.

but--

If that's really the case, then it seems there's still some hope.

Because that means there is still a chance for me to awaken him.

There is still hope.

You have no idea how Vivian is feeling right now.

From your perspective, she seems to be thinking about something.

Considering her previous behavior around Sakura Tohsaka, you can't help but feel a little worried.

You've decided to break the silence.

Even if you know you don't actually need to do it.

"Um--"

Ian looked at Vivian, who was quite mature in both dress and demeanor.

"Teacher Vivian."

"You just said you wanted me to accompany you to admire the flowers, right?"

"In that case, may we begin now?"

"Eh?"

Upon hearing Ian's words, Vivian finally recalled her unconscious ramblings.

She realized that the other person had taken her casual remark as a real need.

In this case——

Let's continue talking for now.

Otherwise, it would definitely arouse his suspicion.

"Oh, yes."

Vivian turned around and looked at the flowers in the courtyard with a look of great appreciation.

"This is my first time in Japan."

"I couldn't help but say that when I saw these beautiful flowers."

"Unfortunately, I don't recognize any of them. It would be great if you could introduce them to me."

Reasonable and justifiable request.

It sounds like there are absolutely no loopholes.

More importantly, although they did not obtain any information about their previous identity.

However, due to the existence of "knowledge correction", Ian is quite familiar with the place where he was summoned (that is, Fuyuki).

He was naturally quite familiar with these locally grown flowers.

"I see."

"I see."

[At Vivian's request, you began to introduce her to the flowers in the Tohsaka family's garden.]

As the "ghost" who has accompanied Sakura Tohsaka for over a decade, you know that Vivian, residing in the Clock Tower, knows very little about Japan.

[So you explained it in great detail, afraid that she might not understand something.]

However, what you don't know is...

Vivian wasn't actually listening to what you were saying at all.

Her attention is now completely focused on your movements.

That's right.

This is who he is.

Only he would explain the function of each flower to himself in this way.

Only he knows what he cares about when he looks at flowers.

As Vivian thought this, she unconsciously covered her chest with her hand.

She felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it might burst out of her chest at any moment.

The flame, a symbol of hope, continued to shine, gradually reviving the disheartened witch.

"Hmm... if it's simply about making the garden look beautiful, I'd actually prefer flowers like spirea—"

After expressing his opinion, Ian looked at the woman beside him.

"Teacher Vivian, what do you think?"

"Eh?"

Vivian quickly looked away from the other person and then pretended to have listened very attentively to everything before responding.

"I don't know much about this."

"However, what you said does make a lot of sense, and I completely agree with your point of view."

"Is that so?" Ian smiled calmly.

"That--"

"Ms. Vivian, was my explanation helpful to you?"

"Or, if you think there's anything wrong, you can tell me."

"Of course it was too short," Vivian muttered under her breath. "I haven't had enough yet..."

"what?"

"nothing."

Vivian quickly composed herself.

She looked at him, and the small flame of hope in her heart suddenly began to flicker again.

"That--"

Can I ask you one more question?

“Of course,” Ian replied politely. “I will do my best to answer Professor Vivian’s questions to the best of my knowledge.”

"You must know."

Vivian reached out and pointed to the dazzling array of flowers in the Tohsaka family's yard.

"What do you think would happen if all these flowers were replaced with roses?"

Vivian didn't ask that question on a whim.

To this day, she still remembers the garden outside the Camelot Gallery that witnessed her and his love.

That's why she subconsciously shouted out the "command" for Ian to accompany her to admire the flowers while she was muttering to herself.

Since I remember—

He must have some recollection of it, right?

With that in mind, Vivian said what she had just said.

only--