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

Fujimaru Ritsuka was so persistent that Ian had no choice but to try another way to persuade her.

"But I can't take pictures now—I didn't take my phone out."

"Hehe~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka revealed a smug smile.

She slightly opened the jacket that belonged to Ian and then put the man's hand inside.

"What do you think this is?"

"..."

After experiencing the feeling of the data being uploaded back from his hand, Ian was somewhat speechless.

Because it's not just skin, it also has a glass-like feel.

"When did you put your phone in there...?"

"When I first left the house!" Fujimaru Ritsuka explained with a proud expression.

"..."

"So, Ritsuka, you planned to do this from the very beginning?!"

"No way!" Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered. "Everything I said just now was the truth!"

"Besides... I'd be very shy doing this for you!"

"Or do you hate it when I do this alone?"

"..."

Ian sighed, then picked up Fujimaru Ritsuka with a sigh and placed her on a bench in the corridor.

The girl sitting here has her lips positioned perfectly for filming the video.

The man picked up the girl's phone and started talking.

"I'll be frank first—even though it's just practice or something, there's always the possibility of accidentally going off-target."

Even so, Ritsuka, do you still want to continue filming?

“Shoot!” Fujimaru Ritsuka answered without hesitation, “and I’ll shoot you until you misfire!”

"So confident..."

The man held the phone in one hand, pointed it at the girl, and gently placed the other hand on her head.

"Then let's get started."

Soon, the girl became engrossed in filming the video.

Although her movements were quite clumsy, she tried very hard.

Even though it wasn't comfortable at all, the man still encouraged himself to go too far.

"That's amazing... you finished it in no time."

"Can we go back to sleep now?"

"Why are you shaking your head? It's over!"

"Don't think that just because you swallowed it you're okay!"

no way.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was being excessively persistent—she had absolutely no intention of giving in.

Ian could only earnestly teach her how to make herself comfortable, in order to reach the same level as Mashu.

The video length gradually increased, and the gurgling sound recorded Fujimaru Ritsuka's repeated sneaky practice sessions.

Without realizing it, her legs began to rub together restlessly.

However, what the two of them didn't notice was...

The previously malfunctioning surveillance camera suddenly started working, accurately focusing on their practice area.

"I see, so their permission for ○ behavior has already been obtained~~"

"That makes things much easier!"

"Chaldea, must it become his paradise alone, as promised?"

Such a sound came through the air, and then quickly disappeared.

366. Rin and Sakura's Future / Super Sexy Devil Game / The Director Wants to Hold Hands (4k)

The next day.

Watching Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was fast asleep with her thighs as a pillow and her coat as a blanket.

Ian was somewhat helpless, but mostly happy.

On one hand, he really didn't expect Fujimaru Ritsuka to have such perseverance, continuing until he was willing to press her head down and forcefully ejaculate before stopping.

This is an attitude that is in no way inferior to Mashu's.

On the other hand, Ian finds Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is curled up and sleeping in front of him, to be unexpectedly cute.

Let's watch a little longer—

Ian gently stroked Fujimaru Ritsuka's beautiful orange hair, as if he were petting a kitten.

But he didn't get to enjoy it for very long.

Mashu and Olga Marie, who were resting on the sofa on the other side of the office, woke up one after another.

First, it was Mashu.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, then looked at her naked body and recalled what had happened.

We promised to play with Ian until he was completely satisfied!

I actually fell asleep early because I was so comfortable!

"senior!"

Mashu immediately wanted to apologize, but then she saw Ian make a gesture for quiet and then point downwards.

The pink-haired girl quickly noticed that her master, Fujimaru Ritsuka, was curled up and lying there.

Although we don't know what happened in between... it's definitely necessary to keep quiet for now.

Mashu nodded knowingly, then tiptoed to her feet and began changing her clothes in front of him.

Because of Ian's excessive upbringing, she no longer felt any shame about it.

Even if she were asked to stand here naked and perform sexual acts, Mashu would probably do it.

but--

Mashu knew that Ian wouldn't go that far.

While she was changing her clothes, Olga Marie woke up.

In comparison, her reaction was much milder.

After all, before Ian came, Olga Marie had tried to sleep on the sofa before.

The way it is now, it has a strange sense of familiarity.

only--

When Olga Marie opened her eyes, she saw Mash rummaging through a pile of clothes, and Fujimaru Ritsuka curled up not far away, enjoying Ian's leg pillow.

She instantly remembered what had happened.

1v3!

It's 1v3!

Ian took down all three of them by himself!

This guy...how does he have so much energy!

Even so, Olga Marie knew she shouldn't be too loud right now.

She sat up and, imitating Mashu, began rummaging through the pile of clothes to find her own.

of course.

Olga Marie wasn't as well-received as Mashu.

Throughout the entire process, she did this with extreme shame.

You know... Ian was watching the whole thing!

No.

Can't think about it anymore.

Otherwise, I would definitely lose control in front of him.

To act like this so early in the morning is a bit too lewd.

Olga Marie warned herself this, then clamped her legs together, blushing as she searched for her clothes.

But then she noticed that her phone had also lit up at that moment.

Is it news from Ian?

[Director.]

Come out briefly after you've changed your clothes.

"..."

Although she didn't know Ian's intentions, Olga Marie quickly replied with an "okay".

A few minutes later.

"Mashu, the director and I are going out for a bit," Ian instructed. "You'll be taking care of Ritsuka for now."

Sitting on the sofa, Mashu, who had taken Ian's place as the second leg pillow, nodded.