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

Thus--

Only by offering more bargaining chips can one continue to bid.

Scáthach, having made a desperate gamble, knew there was no turning back at this point.

She refused to believe that she, as the queen, couldn't change Ian's mind!

Scáthach reached out and took Ian's hand, which he had been avoiding.

She took a deep breath, calmed her frustrated emotions, and then took the other person's hand, leading them to the internal and external passages of her body.

"That--"

"What if I allow you to use this when we're doing that kind of thing?"

"Even so, you still don't want to?"

"I don't want to."

Ian gave his answer almost instantly.

"but--"

"I'd like to make it up to you for what happened earlier."

"what?"

Before Scáthach could react, she felt a shiver run through her body.

She looked at him and realized that his fingers were making some rather subtle movements.

“Ian, you…”

"Don't be surprised." The man's expression remained calm, as if he didn't think he was doing anything strange.

"I just--"

"It's just an equivalent exchange of pleasure with you."

"Of course, considering other factors... I think I should compensate you a little more."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Scáthach felt an incomparably pleasurable sensation rush from below to her head.

ten years.

Twenty years.

No.

To this day, she has never experienced such a tingling, numb pleasure.

How is he so skilled?!

However, Scáthach didn't have time to think this through before the pleasure took over her body.

She had been lonely for far too long.

As a result, the primal pleasures that this part of being a "human" should possess have been forgotten.

The moment she touched it again, the proud queen was naturally powerless to resist.

In an instant.

The flower of life bloomed in the bathroom.

The person who planted it this time was Scáthach.

The Queen of the Shadow Kingdom leaned against him, gazing at the newly painted flower picture on the wall, and inhaling the fragrance of her own body from it.

She felt ashamed, but at the same time, she also felt a strange, exhilarating thrill.

This kind of pleasure derived from equivalent exchange intensified Scáthach's desire for his companionship.

I haven't met someone who makes me think like this in a long time!

That's right.

Can not give up.

If a direct assault doesn't work, then we'll try a clever strategy.

I will never admit defeat when it comes to attracting the opposite sex!

The Queen of the Land of Shadows wants to prove something to the man who has stirred her heart.

That means I can completely win him over with my femininity!

318. Scáthach wants to be his lover / Winter Memories / Distant Light (4k)

The night at the Linglong Pavilion in Misaka has changed.

This is how all members of the Gunnery Department have been feeling lately.

The teacher, who is usually as serious as a rock, has started dressing up these past few days.

It looks good, of course.

The members found it somewhat unbelievable.

after all--

Normally, Misaya-sensei doesn't seem like the type of girl who would dress up carefully.

In private, they couldn't help but discuss this matter:

"Hey! Do you guys know why the old lady has started tidying herself up lately?!"

"Not only that! Her tone of voice wasn't as stern as before... as if she was deliberately restraining herself."

"Yeah! This is so strange! What's going on?!"

"Hmm...do you guys think it could be because of that new teacher, Ian?"

"Huh? Now that you mention it, that makes sense! Before that teacher came, Misaya-sensei would never have done that!"

"Hiss... Does this mean the old woman likes him?!"

"You know what, it's actually quite possible!"

dong dong——

A sound like a wooden gun striking the floor came from behind.

Misaya Reirōkan, the instructor of the Gunfighting Club, appeared at the door.

Then, in a remarkably restrained tone, quite unlike her usual manner, she addressed everyone present.

"Everyone—!"

"Let's start practicing quickly!"

"..."

"..."

Although the members all seemed a little uncomfortable with this overly gentle voice.

But Misaya is still Misaya.

After she said that, no one dared to say anything more and began to practice.

however--

At this moment, Scáthach's mind was not on the students at all.

A few days ago, after deciding to use her "femininity" to win Ian's approval, Scáthach immediately began to plan her actions.

The first thing to do, naturally, is to change your usual stern way of speaking.

Her serious tone hardly exudes femininity.

Speaking softly like this is the correct way to behave.

of course.

This is quite difficult for Scáthach.

after all--

As the queen of the Land of Shadows, she rarely used such a tone.

The reason is simple: she needs to establish her authority and be amiable to everyone, but she just can't do that.

Such behavior at this moment is merely a stopgap measure taken out of desperation.

After confirming the change in the way she spoke, Scáthach quickly noticed something else.

That is, one's own clothing.

Before Ian appeared, Scáthach chose relatively loose clothing in order to better demonstrate the details of marksmanship to the students of the Gunnery Department.

One reason is for convenience.

On the other hand, it was also to make Scáthach more comfortable when showcasing her marksmanship.

However, these clothes share a common drawback—they sacrifice decoration for functionality.

This was, of course, unacceptable to Scáthach at that moment.

She felt that only by making her clothes look better could she get Ian's attention more quickly.

Ever since——

Scáthach's two ideas, when combined slightly, resulted in her current performance.

Speak softly and gently;

Pay attention to aesthetics when dressing.

Scáthach thought this was the perfect way to present it.

By the way——

Scáthach wanted to give Ian a fresh perspective.

She always changed her clothes early and went to the gun-fighting training ground alone.