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

"teacher--"

"Mr. Ian, is he in your room?"

Knowing that Sakura Tohsaka had already decided on an answer, Morgan stopped arguing and simply nodded.

"Ah."

“Ian… is in my room.”

"The two of us went out yesterday."

certainly--

This so-called trip is far more complex than Morgan casually describes it.

In reality, it was more like a Valentine's Day date.

However, the witch knew that bringing up such a thing at this moment was completely pointless—it would only disgust Sakura Tohsaka in front of her.

In his heart, Morgan was already prepared to face Sakura Tohsaka's hysterical roar.

However, to her surprise, after confirming the matter, Sakura Tohsaka did not make a fuss; instead, she nodded quite calmly.

It was as if everything at this moment was something she had already expected.

The action just now was merely a confirmation.

Sakura Tohsaka looked at her teacher, her beautiful blue eyes filled with unspeakable sorrow.

But she didn't utter any harsh words, not even a roar, but simply spoke softly:

"Ok."

"It seems... I came at the wrong time."

"That--"

"Let's talk about it another time."

After delivering her words, which sounded like a declaration of defeat, Sakura Tohsaka turned around and prepared to leave.

Morgan watched her forlorn figure as she walked away, feeling increasingly uneasy.

The witch realized that she absolutely could not let her go like this.

"Sakura."

Morgan parted her lips slightly.

"Wait a moment."

After hearing his teacher's plea to stay, the latter hesitated for a moment before turning back.

However, her eyes were completely different from before.

It was a gaze that carried a hint of coldness.

"teacher."

“I know Mr. Ian only loves you… but does that mean you have to bring it up in front of me so many times?”

"At least for the sake of our past teacher-student relationship, please let me go, okay?"

Sakura Tohsaka spoke with such determination that Morgan felt as if he were being pricked by needles after hearing it.

She quickly began to explain:

"Sakura, you've misunderstood me."

"I...didn't mean to bring it up so many times."

"I just--"

"I just wanted to talk to you!"

"..."

Sakura Tohsaka stood there, watching the teachers pass by, her expression seemingly hesitant about whether to believe what she said.

But she soon realized that she had no other choice.

Whether she believed it or not, she had no choice but to accept the teacher's invitation.

Otherwise, people would definitely have been suspicious for a long time because of this.

"I understand."

"In that case—"

Sakura Tohsaka's gaze bypassed Morgan and went directly into the room behind her.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

"it is good."

You had no idea their meeting would happen so soon.

[You regained your memories at a considerable physical cost.]

Right now, all you want is to rest for a while.

On the streets in the early morning, the sun had not yet reached the earth.

Morgan and Sakura Tohsaka walked along the road in a gloomy atmosphere.

The witch didn't want the conversation to become so dull, so she quickly took the initiative to speak.

"Sakura—"

"This seems to be the first time in so many years that we've gone out so early in the morning, right?"

"Yes."

Sakura Tohsaka gave a cryptic response to her teacher's question.

"Thinking about it carefully, I'm actually quite lucky."

"I haven't gone out alone with my teacher early in the morning in all these years—"

"Otherwise, who knows, maybe one day only the teacher will go back?"

"..."

Morgan knew what Sakura Tohsaka was alluding to—she was silently recounting the deception and fraud she had suffered over the past decade.

If it were before, the witch would probably have sneered at this moment.

But now, Morgan has no such thoughts at all.

She knew perfectly well what Sakura Tohsaka was thinking at that moment—she wished she could tear herself to pieces.

Even looking at it for just one more second makes me feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Everything was just like how he had viewed Artoria back then.

"..."

“Yes,” Morgan continued, picking up where Sakura Tohsaka left off.

"Back then... I was indeed thinking about how to kill you."

"but now--"

"No, not just now."

"From this moment on, I probably will never have this thought again."

"Because the teacher knows he won, right?" Sakura Tohsaka's eyes had turned deep and dark.

"You think that as long as we get Mr. Ian back, nothing else matters, right?"

"..."

Morgan remained silent for a long time before stopping and looking at the student beside him.

"Do not."

"Sakura, I didn't win."

“I… am a much bigger failure than you.”

"..."

Sakura Tohsaka didn't take Morgan's words seriously—or rather, at this moment, she could no longer trust this man at all.

Feeling the other person's gaze, she turned her face away, directly avoiding any contact.

"teacher."

"Stop with the fake pitifulness—I don't want that kind of meaningless comfort; it just makes me feel disgusted."

"I'm not trying to comfort you, Sakura."

Morgan choked up a little.

"I'm just stating the facts to you."

"As a wife, I know I am completely inadequate."

"..."

Hearing this, Sakura Tohsaka became somewhat puzzled.

"teacher--"

"What do you mean by that? Does Mr. Ian dislike you now?"

“No.” Morgan shook his head.

“He still likes me as much as ever—and at the same time, he brought up things from the past.”

"But the more I realize this, the more outrageous I've been in the past."

"Sakura."

"Do you remember how Ian came to be with me?"

"..."