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

The other party is coming here to study.

If one were to do something outrageous, the consequences could indeed be quite unimaginable.

“That’s good.” Scáthach nodded with a smile.

"That--"

"Would you be interested in taking some advanced courses at the Gunnery Club after the start of the semester?"

As she made this promise, Scáthach raised an eyebrow at Ian.

"Both Ian and I are very willing to teach you."

Faced with the invitation, Sakura Tohsaka quickly shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Misaya."

"I've already decided to join the wrestling club... so I won't be able to study at the gunnery club."

"Wrestling club?"

Scáthach looked at Sakura Tohsaka one more time.

She couldn't believe that this seemingly quiet girl would choose to participate in such a fierce sport.

but--

Scáthach also understood the principle that one cannot judge a book by its cover.

After all, before she started doing this, she never imagined that she and Ian would be able to have sex several times a day.

One's indulgent behavior cannot be judged from appearance alone.

“Okay, I understand.” Scáthach didn’t press the matter further.

"If you change your mind, come find me anytime."

"I promise, as long as you're willing, there will always be a place for you in the Gunfight Club."

"I understand, thank you, Misaya-sensei."

Sakura Tohsaka responded very politely.

"correct."

"The teacher's residence seems a bit dirty."

"I'd like to help the teacher clean up."

"..."

Ian paused for a moment.

He didn't quite agree with Sakura Tohsaka's words—after all, besides fulfilling his promise to Scáthach every day, he also diligently cleaned his residence.

Complete cleanliness may not be possible.

but--

It certainly doesn't qualify as dirty.

Scáthach was also aware of this.

But seeing Sakura Tohsaka's incredibly earnest expression, she felt too embarrassed to refuse her kindness.

"Well...I see."

“Okay.” Sakura Tohsaka put her bag on the sofa. “Then let’s start cleaning right away.”

Just like you and Misaya felt.

While your accommodation isn't absolutely clean, it's not exactly filthy or chaotic either.

Even if you wanted to clean, there's not much space to mess around with.

Even so, Sakura Tohsaka still kept the two of you occupied for almost an hour.

You have a vague feeling that something is not quite right.

Given the current situation, you know it's best to remain silent.

"Finally, it's all done..."

Sakura Tohsaka frowned slightly as she looked at the residence before her.

"Ms. Misaya, do you think there are any areas that need further cleaning?"

Upon hearing this, Scáthach, who already felt it was somewhat unnecessary, simply shook her head.

"Nothing."

"Sakura, you've done a great job."

"That's good." Sakura Tohsaka's lips curled up slightly.

"That--"

"I have something I'd like to discuss with Professor Ian in private, so I won't bother you any longer, Professor Misaya."

"..."

Scáthach realized that this was Sakura Tohsaka's true purpose.

However, in order to maintain consistency in her behavior, she still nodded very "generously".

"ok, I get it."

"Goodbye, Misaya-sensei."

"See you."

Standing at the door, watching the two figures leave together, Scáthach always felt uneasy.

The wisdom of the Demon Realm seemed to be telling her something.

"Our indulgence with Ian ends here."

You were taken away from Misaya's residence by Sakura Tohsaka.

You have no idea where she wants to take you.

But you could feel Sakura Tohsaka gripping your hand tightly—she looked very anxious.

You eventually arrived at a sports storage facility.

There was a snap.

The door opened.

Ian was taken by Sakura Tohsaka into this warehouse located on the edge of the private Homurahara Academy.

but--

It's called a warehouse, but it's actually just a prefabricated house.

It contains some commonly used sports equipment, such as soccer balls and basketballs.

Before the official start of the school year, virtually no one will come here.

A brush sound.

Sakura Tohsaka closed the door, plunging the room into silent darkness.

Before Ian could ask her why she did this, the girl spoke first:

“Mr. Ian, finally no one can bother us anymore.”

As she said this, Sakura Tohsaka turned around and looked at Ian with a slightly flushed face.

“Saber.”

"Please do it with me here."

"..."

Ian did not respond directly to Sakura Tohsaka—because he noticed that she had just changed her wording.

It is "Saber";

Instead of "Ian" or "Mr. Ian".

This means that Sakura Tohsaka issued this order as a Master, rather than as a sexual request from her partner.

"I understand, Master."

Ever since——

Sakura Tohsaka untied the bow on her clothes and lay down on the pommel horse in the sports warehouse.

Before her stood Ian, the servant who had been with her for nearly ten years.

In the silence, their lips met.

It was an incredibly sweet feeling—now, thanks to Sakura Tohsaka's initiative, it was even more intense, as if their tongues were about to become completely intertwined.

During this process, Ian once again marveled at the changes in Sakura Tohsaka.

She is no longer as naive as she once was, but has blossomed into a stunning young woman.

Once one's fingers are immersed in that gentle embrace, all that remains is to follow one's instincts.

below.

Ian connected to Sakura Tohsaka's magic circuit.

The furnace-like heat enveloped the man, making his vital parts feel comfortable and warm.

Just the sight of them facing each other gives you the feeling of warming yourself by a fire on a winter's day.

“Mr. Ian.” Sakura Tohsaka gently parted the man’s lips, her eyes already filled with a dazed look.

"Please vent as much as possible."

As she said this, the girl disregarded the fact that she was still wearing a skirt and lifted her legs onto his waist, then brought them together.

Gurgling.

In a dark sports warehouse, the girl repeatedly hunched her back.