Vivian looked at the man's sweaty forehead, took out a tissue from her pocket, and pulled one out.

Let me wipe your sweat for you.

"Eh?"

Before Ian could even respond, Vivian had already extended her hand.

She knew she couldn't give him another chance to refuse.

The tissue moved back and forth across the man's sweaty forehead, and everything seemed to return to that summer from back then.

"Thank you, Vivian."

"You're welcome."

Vivian's hands were trembling, and her voice became somewhat sorrowful.

She asked the question that had been on her mind.

"Speaking of which-"

Why did you send me paper roses?

"..."

Ian looked at Vivian in front of him and smiled calmly.

"Because I think that since Vivian wants to see roses—"

"This should be the fastest way."

"But... don't you think it's terrible? After all, it's not a real rose. I'm worried you won't be able to accept it."

“That’s not true!” Vivian quickly denied it.

"I love so much."

"That's good." Ian looked very happy. "In that case, I guess I made the right purchase."

"..."

"..."

"Vivian, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"No."

Vivian let go of her hand, letting the tissue fall to the ground.

"I just wanted to thank you."

"Ian... could you come a little closer?"

"..."

Although Ian didn't know what Vivian was planning, he did as she said.

The next second, he felt a sweet, moist sensation on his cheek.

It was a kiss that was both incredibly mature and yet tinged with the fluttering excitement of first love.

Vivian tiptoed and left her mark on his cheek.

The witch couldn't hold back any longer.

Even if it feels abrupt, she wanted to subtly hint at her feelings this way.

We must participate in the Holy Grail War—to take it back!

But what the two didn't know was.

Outside the kitchen door, Sakura Tohsaka, who had witnessed everything, was panting heavily.

She knew she had to do something more.

“Teacher Vivian, I... will never admit defeat.”

307. Rin Tohsaka: Vivian and her sister are fighting over Ian?

After a long while, Vivian reluctantly let go of Ian.

She looked at him, a man both familiar and unfamiliar, her eyes filled with emotions as complex as the Minoan labyrinth.

If she could do it all over again, Vivian felt she might have chosen to leave Camelot with him by the lake, giving up the chance to ascend the throne.

but--

There are no "what ifs" in life.

It's as if those who are forgotten are destined to gather dust in the corners of memory.

The man before her was indeed Ian, but he no longer loved her as much as before.

"..."

Ian reached out and touched the spot where Vivian had just kissed him.

He looked confused, but still tried his best to control his emotions and said:

"Vivian, what's wrong with you...?"

Vivian already had a response to his questions.

She put her hands behind her back, looked directly at the tall man in front of her, and answered him:

"This is how they express their gratitude in the UK."

Please don't mind.

"..."

You know that's definitely not the real reason.

After all, you and Sakura Tohsaka lived in the Clock Tower for quite some time—even if you eventually returned to Finland, that doesn't change the fact.

You seem to have a clear idea of ​​the appropriate ways to express your gratitude.

Looking at Vivian in front of you, you feel you don't need to expose her.

Since this mature teacher chose to do this, she must have her own reasons.

For some reason, you feel you can completely trust her.

[And besides that reason, you find that you actually enjoy the kisses you receive.]

But you realize this might not be a good sign—it's best to subtly express the appropriate boundaries between you.

Looking at Vivian, who had just "explained" everything to him, Ian hesitated for a moment before finally speaking his mind:

"That's it, I understand."

"but--"

"If possible, Vivian, could you please let me know in advance next time you plan to do something like that?"

"It's a little... scary that they came up like that so suddenly."

Vivian's heart sank upon hearing Ian's "warning".

There was a time when he would never have expressed to himself so tactfully the need to maintain a sense of propriety between them.

The witch then realized how many concessions he had made for her and how much hesitation he had swallowed.

What sincere and passionate feelings those were, now they've all vanished like a bubble.

only--

Vivian knew that all of this was the bitter fruit of her own actions.

At this moment, she had no choice but to swallow it down.

"Ah."

Vivian forced a smile and then nodded.

"I see."

"It won't happen so suddenly again in the future."

"That's good." Ian generously forgave the witch's rude and sudden attack. "Let's pretend nothing happened for now."

"Vivian, Sakura and the others must be getting impatient. We need to get the dishes out of here quickly."

"it is good."

Having reached an agreement, Ian and Vivian were about to take the prepared dishes outside the kitchen.

And at this moment——

Sakura Tohsaka, who had been secretly observing, walked in as if nothing had happened.

"Um, I'll help too."

"Huh?" Ian didn't expect Sakura Tohsaka to come in at this time.

He subconsciously "rejected" the other party's request.

"No need, it smells too greasy here, Sakura, you can go out first."

"Vivian and I will be fine."

What Ian didn't know was that his simple words were like a spark igniting a flame for Sakura Tohsaka, who had just witnessed the kiss.

She instinctively took it as a result of Vivian's actions.

that--

I need to take this seriously.

“It’s alright, Mr. Ian,” Sakura Tohsaka said with a smile.

“You and Teacher Vivian are guests… How can I let guests do everything themselves?”

“But you just got back too…?” Ian couldn’t help but say.

"Don't worry about it."

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