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

Things didn't go as smoothly as I'd hoped, but they weren't as bad as I'd imagined either.

Listening to Vivian's words, you find yourself seeing a very familiar scene from the past.

That perfectly matches her earlier description of "replacing these flowers with roses."

But you still can't remember exactly where that was.

Furthermore, you can't be sure whether Vivian brought it up intentionally or if it was just a coincidence she created unintentionally.

You decide to temporarily conceal your true feelings and choose to answer her in the most normal way possible.

Vivian was now even more excited.

Because she noticed that Ian hesitated noticeably when she asked those questions.

Humans (or rather, heroic spirits) never hesitate without a reason.

Either what she just said made him feel awkward;

Or perhaps he thought of something that happened to match his own words.

Judging from their fluent responses, it's clearly unlikely to be the first scenario.

So--

Now there's only one outcome left.

Ian did remember something, which then aligned with his request to replace all the flowers here with "roses".

We need to be more proactive.

Having made up her mind, Vivian pretended to be worried and reiterated her request to Ian once again.

"that--"

Did I go too far?

"Well... you don't have to answer me."

“No, that’s not true.” Ian shook his head. “I was just thinking about how best to answer.”

"Have you thought it through now?" Vivian asked hopefully.

"It's alright, please forgive me if I'm wrong."

Ian's gaze swept over the flowers in the courtyard, and his tone became even gentler.

“Ms. Vivian, you might really like roses.”

"but--"

"I don't think this kind of environment is very suitable for planting roses on a large scale."

"However, it's not like there's no way out."

"It's not that there's no way?" Vivian became somewhat uneasy. "What do you mean?"

Oh, what I meant was—

Ian shifted his gaze from the sea of ​​flowers to Vivian.

"If you really want to see the rose, I can go to your Master and ask for it."

"I think... there shouldn't be any problem cultivating some."

"..."

A blush rose to Vivian's face.

This was a level of importance she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Isn't that necessary?" The witch hesitated as she spoke. "I... I was just mentioning it casually."

"A casual remark is a true reflection of one's wishes."

Ian's voice was still as gentle as ever.

"After all, if someone brings up something like this even in a casual remark, it means they must have thought about it quite a bit, right?"

"From this perspective, I think it is very necessary to achieve this."

"Besides -"

"You are Sakura's teacher."

"She will definitely be willing to fulfill your wish."

Upon hearing this, Vivian became much more sober, and a bitter feeling welled up inside her.

There was a time when he was so considerate of me.

But... I lost all of that.

Right now, is his concern for her more because of her identity as Sakura Tohsaka?

"Okay." Vivian nodded very reluctantly. "I understand."

"Then please pass on the message to Sakura."

"understood."

"..."

"..."

“By the way—” Ian spoke up, “Ms. Vivian, may I ask you a question?”

"Eh?"

Vivian felt a glimmer of hope again.

On the verge of drowning in despair, she naturally had to use all her strength to grasp at this last straw.

"can."

You can ask me anything.

"That's great."

Ian thanked Vivian while continuing politely.

"Why...why do you think my name is Ian?"

"Is it because you've encountered such a person somewhere before?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Vivian felt her heart sink.

This suggests that he may genuinely not remember the past.

On the other hand, this also shows his acceptance of the name he used—after all, not everyone can accept a name given out of the blue.

After a moment's hesitation, Vivian could only give an ambiguous answer.

"Because this name has a special meaning."

"Special meaning?"

"Yes." Vivian nodded, then carefully began to explain.

"The name implies absolute loyalty and trustworthiness."

"I think...this isn't really suitable for you, is it?"

Vivian was hoping for a miracle.

However, everything remained the same, except for Ian's gratitude.

"I see, Ms. Vivian, thank you so much."

"..."

Is that all you feel?

Vivian, who had finally grasped at a glimmer of hope, was once again plunged into despair.

You realize that Vivian seems to want you to understand something.

But you find yourself unable to understand anything more from it.

But you could still sense Vivian's sadness.

Your reaction right now seems to be causing her immense pain.

You don't want to see her like this.

You decide to do as much as you can.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know how I should feel."

Ian politely expressed his inner thoughts.

"But--"

"You seem to be very upset about this."

"If there were any way to make you stop crying—"

The nameless knight gave a standard salute.

"Then please tell me about it."

"..."

These heartfelt words were so similar to those from back then, but to Vivian at this moment, they felt like arrows piercing her heart.

Her throat was moving slightly, as if she was planning something that would remind him of the past.

But in the end, she found that it was all in vain.

only--

The witch still refused to give up the flame of hope within her heart.

He belongs to me, and he can only belong to me!

"That--"