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

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Her curvaceous figure was on full display at this moment, and every frown and smile exuded an indescribable mature charm.

Her originally messy long hair was carefully styled and tied into a beautiful shape with a large black bow.

At this moment, she is completely different from the magician who couldn't cook just a few hours ago; she is a sight to behold.

"is it?"

Faced with Ian's praise, Vivian's cheeks gradually flushed red with embarrassment.

In fact, the reason she changed into this outfit was so that she could hear Ian's praise.

Now, this humble goal has finally been achieved, albeit with some difficulty.

"I'm glad you like it... then all my effort in preparing it won't have been in vain."

Having confessed her feelings so frankly, Vivian lowered her head, appearing somewhat uneasy.

no way.

She had enjoyed his overly biased love for so long that she had become somewhat unclear about how to express her own feelings.

But everything seemed as if nothing had changed.

Ian extended his hand and asked with a smile;

"Since it was prepared for me—"

"Vivian, holding hands shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No problem at all!"

Vivian gripped his hand tightly, as if she were holding her most precious treasure.

"I...actually like it this way too!"

"..."

Ian didn't say anything more, but nodded silently.

The two held hands and strolled along the street under the starry sky.

In springtime, the streets of Fuyuki City are reviving like wild plants.

For most people, they don't know what the Holy Grail War is, so they can live their daily lives with peace of mind.

Even if it's not a holiday.

If you want to choose a place that matches Vivian's current outfit, there are still many options.

Soon, the two, hand in hand, arrived at a street.

This is a very lively street.

Although it wasn't a holiday and there were no local customs.

[But many people who enjoy celebrations still gathered here—numerous small gifts and trinkets were displayed on the stage.]

You realize that this might be what's called an iconic street.

As an iconic street, the things found here are naturally full of character.

Vivian, who was in a good mood for the first time in a long while, was quickly drawn to the roadside stalls.

"Ian!"

"Let's go take a look over there!"

"it is good."

Ian let Vivian pull him along, and they arrived at a stall.

It turned out to be a place that sold fireworks.

The boss quickly noticed Ian and Vivian holding hands—an experienced businessman could tell at a glance what their relationship was.

Only couples deeply in love would do such a thing.

"Yo."

"You two just started dating and you're already here—how enviable!"

Upon hearing this, Ian's lips curled up slightly.

But Vivian's expression didn't seem so happy.

She squinted at the boss and spoke in an extremely serious tone:

"wrong."

"We're not new to dating."

"This..." The boss didn't know how to respond for a moment - after doing business for so long, this was the first time he had misjudged someone.

"What is the relationship between those two...?"

“We are husband and wife.” Vivian emphasized this quite seriously. “He and I are husband and wife, understand?”

"oh oh!"

The boss, a master of reading the winds, quickly changed his tune, saying:

"So that's how it is—no wonder you two found this place."

"Then I must properly recommend my fireworks to you."

"What does this mean?" Vivian pressed. "Is there anything special about your fireworks?"

"Of course!" the boss patted his chest. "My fireworks are perfect for people like you to set off together. So far, I haven't seen anyone come back with a bad review!"

"I think they've probably all settled down into happy and fulfilling lives!"

"..."

Upon hearing her boss's boast, Vivian's expression changed instantly.

She took out her wallet, slammed it on the table in front of her, and then said with utmost seriousness:

"Take them all!"

"Okay!"

Vivian seems to have found her target for tonight.

She'll buy anything that she hears can improve your relationship without hesitation.

One item, two items, three items.

She bought almost every little trinket that caught her eye.

[This seems quite absurd—but seeing the smile on Vivian's face, you realize it all makes perfect sense.]

Finally, you arrived at a shrine.

To be fair, no one would come to worship at this shrine at this time of day—especially since it's not a holiday.

However, this seems to be exactly the kind of atmosphere Vivian wanted.

She took Ian's hand and started fiddling with the "blessing fireworks".

Zila Zila.

Pale yellow sparks bloomed from the fairy wand in Vivian's hand.

As the witch looked at it, a warmth gradually appeared in her eyes, and for a moment she even felt as if she had returned to her girlhood a thousand years ago.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Ian, what do you think?"

"Hmm." The man nodded, then picked up a sparkler and lit it in front of her.

"It really is quite beautiful—Vivian, you certainly have excellent taste."

"..."

Vivian was silent for a moment, then, just as the fireworks disappeared, she asked softly:

"Ian...did I look really stupid just now?"

"As soon as the boss said that these things could improve our relationship, I bought them all."

“Ian.” Vivian looked at the man beside her.

Just then, the sparkler in his hand also burned out.

In the darkness, the witch spoke of the nightmare that had been haunting her for the past few days.

"sorry."