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

"They are clearly expressing their animalistic desires, yet they do it in such a blatant way."

Is this kind of behavior really okay?

“It doesn’t matter.” Ian didn’t refute BB’s statement. “After all, there are indeed some thoughts on this.”

“But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it—I love every single one of them.”

"Oh my gosh~☆"

BB slowly circled around Ian.

"To express one's desires so openly—truly a demon of Chaldea~☆"

"But since they don't object, I have nothing more to say."

Just as Ian was about to respond to BB, he felt his heart suddenly skip a beat.

This is a similar reaction to before.

It's reminding itself that it's time to return to reality.

"Anyway, see you later," Ian said. "BB, I promise you, you won't be so hung up on this anymore."

After making that promise, the man disappeared from her sight.

Looking at the space that had returned to its original state, BB muttered something under his breath.

"What a fool."

"Why are you being so thoughtful? Don't you want to continue openly using the devil's game to vent your sexual desires?"

"In that case—Chaldea could be turned into paradise."

"Wait a minute, should I...?"

After a moment of disorientation, Ian found himself back in reality.

"Owner."

Mashu's voice further confirmed this for him.

At this moment, she was holding up her top with one hand, revealing her breasts, which would be no less impressive than any of Ian's many girlfriends, while with the other hand she lifted her skirt, displaying her already unsightly white garden.

"How are you?"

"..."

Seeing Mashu's obedient manner, afraid of disturbing him but not daring to disobey orders, Ian felt a pang of pity.

His hands began to grope the other person up and down, trying to show that he was very interested in them.

"Well, no problem."

"Mashu... I'm coming in now."

"Huh?" Mashu was a little surprised, but she nodded shyly in the end.

"understood."

"Please come in, Master~"

It must be said that although they all serve their own penises, Ian can clearly feel that there are many differences among the girlfriends in Chaldea.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is quite lively by nature, so she is also quite proactive when serving, as evidenced by her previous oral sex training.

Olga Marie has little experience, so she tends to be relatively passive in this area and often needs Ian to guide her.

In contrast, Tamamo-no-Mae is perfect—she knows exactly what Ian likes and what he should enjoy.

Mashu is a rather special case.

On the one hand, she, who was the first to be "developed" by Ian, already knew how to serve this man;

But on the other hand, she was also very shy.

This often results in Mashu being in a state of burying herself in hard work and silently enduring hardship.

For example, now.

Looking at Mash, who was lying between his legs, doing her cleaning duties, Ian knew that if he didn't say anything, she could eat like this all night.

And after it's all over, they won't have any complaints.

From the perspective of releasing sexual desire, she is indeed unique and a very suitable tool for training.

but--

Although Mash did serve him quite comfortably, Ian knew he absolutely could not treat her as a tool in this regard.

He could sense that he was someone the other person relied on for emotional support.

Ian was fully aware of the significance behind this—there had to be a response to her actions.

Thinking this, the man placed his hand on Mashu's head and gently pressed it down until she completely swallowed his penis.

Feeling the pressure similar to that below, he completed his final act.

The pink-haired girl's throat was gurgling.

"Mashu, stick your tongue out."

"Understood." The girl stuck out her tongue like a well-behaved puppy, showing off the result of her service.

"Good job." Ian patted Mash's head happily. "It's no wonder we've practiced this kind of thing for so long."

"Yes, yes..."

With her head being rubbed, Mashu squinted, looking more like an adorable pet.

"It's been so long since my little thing has been able to serve its master like this... I'm so happy~"

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight," Ian sighed. "I should have spent more time with you."

“That’s not true.” Mashu shook her head.

“I know my master is very busy.”

"So please don't take it to heart—just give me a chance to serve you once in a while, like this."

As she spoke, Mashu, now fully developed, licked his taste again, then revealed a satisfied expression.

"However, I still really like Master's ○ stick."

"There is a feeling of...being able to rely on and trust."

"..."

Ian didn't say anything more, but silently pressed Mashu's head down again, and began to use it to its fullest extent as if it were an essential entry point, according to her wishes.

The girl's repeated swallowing echoed in the room, proclaiming a happiness that belonged only to her.

I don't know how much later.

Having eaten her fill, Mashu lay in Ian's arms—she had wanted to play with the props with Ian a little longer after eating all night, but now she was too tired to continue and fell asleep.

The man didn't say much, he just silently hugged her.

After watching the video that captured the entire process, Ian sent it to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Ritsuka... it seems Mashu's words are more effective."

"How about we compete with her again sometime in the future?"

It was a rather suggestive statement, but it was also a genuine desire to relax in the most comfortable way possible with them, so as not to become too tense during the process of repairing the singularities and ultimately break down.

perhaps--

BB's devilish game is indeed quite important to me?

That's certainly a good excuse to indulge in their ways.

But speaking of which... why isn't BB saying anything?

As Ian gazed at the screen, he began to feel sleepy.

The next day.

Because he was thinking about the baby, Ian woke up very early.

Mashu was still curled up in his arms, fast asleep, like a little pet.

Ian couldn't bear to disturb the girl, so he gently picked her up, dressed her, and let her sleep comfortably in the chair.

Just then, the man's phone lit up.

He had expected Fujimaru Ritsuka to respond to his information about yesterday's match, but instead he saw bb.

"Good morning."

BB on the screen waved at Ian.

"How did you get here?" the man asked, puzzled.

"Is that not allowed?" BB put her hands on her hips and retorted to Ian, "I'm BB, the one who can do anything~☆"

"Getting into your phone is a piece of cake!"

"Besides, didn't you force your way into my place? That's called reciprocity~☆"

"But then again—"

On the screen, BB pointed at Ian outside the screen.

"How come there are so many explicit videos of you and them on your phone?!"

"Your life has been ruined by H~?"

"You, who make those kinds of devilish games, have the right to judge me..." Ian couldn't help but protest, "You're the one who's more lewd, aren't you?"

"I am a super AI!"

bb said confidently.

"A super AI... isn't it a reasonable premise to have ideas about researching this kind of thing?"

"Or do you think that a super AI must be devoid of emotions and desires?! That's going too far!"

"This is discrimination against AI!"