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

"Ritsuka... that day was just because she summoned Gareth, which caused a shortage of magic power in her body."

"The senior has already analyzed how to handle this problem."

As Mashu spoke, she lowered her head shyly.

“Ritsuka can provide me with magic... and in return, I can provide her with magic.”

"If you leave me some more pre-stored magic power, this problem can be solved."

"This……"

Although it sounds rather suggestive, Olga Marie, who comes from a family of magicians, knows that this is no joke.

At all times, the relationship between Servants and Masters is one of mutual benefit.

A skilled magician can provide a large amount of magical energy to a Servant, and conversely, there are also peculiar phenomena where Servants provide magical energy to their Masters.

This special bond is the unique relationship between Master and Servant.

Unfortunately, this is exactly the situation that Fujimaru Ritsuka is in now.

“I understand… Thank you for your hard work, Mashu.”

“No, that’s not true.” Mashu shook her head, then took Fujimaru Ritsuka’s hand beside her.

"Director... Ritsuka is very important to me—so no matter what it takes, I must protect her."

“Mashu…”

Fujimaru Ritsuka was deeply moved by Mashu's words.

But then BB's voice rang out, interrupting the conversation with the power of friendship.

"Alright, alright—!"

The sound of "bb" interrupted this heartwarming scene of friendship.

"BB isn't here today to watch you two talk about your friendship—didn't we agree to have a super fun devil party?"

"But where did the pig go?"

"Eh?!"

Upon hearing this, the girls present realized that the main character, Ian, had not yet appeared.

He proactively sent so many messages to invite all his girlfriends over.

“Oh right…where did he go?” Olga Marie looked around. “Normally, shouldn’t he be the first one to show up?”

“Indeed.” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

“Ian has never made anyone wait for him.”

“Yes.” Mash echoed Fujimaru Ritsuka’s words, “I arrived at the meeting place fifteen minutes early, and Senpai was already there waiting for me.”

"..."

Sensing that everyone else shared similar thoughts, BB finally turned her gaze to the silent Tamamo-no-Mae.

"Hello--!"

“You vixen, didn’t you say that as long as we follow Ian’s orders, we’ll definitely be able to participate in the devil’s party?”

"Now...why isn't there any at all?"

Faced with BB's questioning, Tamamo-no-Mae remained calm and gestured for everyone present to sit down.

"Don't rush yet."

"Do you...do you really think my Master would just leave you all here like this?"

"..."

As soon as Tamamo-no-Mae said this, the previously noisy baby quickly quieted down.

She knew how powerful Ian was – the kind of tenacity that once he decided to do something, he would never change his mind.

"Alright, then BB can wait a little longer!"

After saying this, BB sat down on the sofa next to her.

The remaining people, seeing her like this, didn't say anything more and then sat down one by one.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet—the initial excitement of being called over by Ian was completely gone.

However, this situation did not last long.

Because the man quickly appeared at the doorway.

only--

He didn't come here alone; he brought Mordred and Gareth with him.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The seven girls looked at each other blankly, none of them expecting the meeting to turn out so awkwardly.

Even Tamamo-no-Mae, who had been involved in the entire plan, seemed somewhat surprised at this moment.

However, the fox spirit did not doubt her husband—she believed he must have his reasons for doing so.

And that is indeed the case.

Ian then grabbed Mordred's and Gareth's hands, one on each side.

Then, in a very serious and sincere tone, he began to speak:

"Modred, Gareth."

"You may not accept this statement, but these are all my girlfriends—I love every single one of them."

"If you're offended by this... you can start blaming me now."

This was yet another statement that shocked everyone.

But the girlfriends, led by Tamamo-no-Mae, all knew that this was indeed the man's inner feeling—he loved everyone who came here tonight, regardless of status.

However, none of them dared to respond to those words.

Because with just a little thought, one can sense that Mordred and Gareth, who are now standing beside Ian, must hold an irreplaceable place in this man's heart.

It was Gareth who broke the silence.

"that--"

The girl looked at them and her expression became somewhat complicated.

Are they... really that important?

"Yes."

The man nodded without hesitation.

"Each of them is irreplaceable and cannot be underestimated by me."

“I know you will be very unhappy after you find out about this—but even so, I must give them the recognition they deserve.”

"This is what they deserve after all they've sacrificed."

"..."

Gareth was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"I understand."

“Since that’s the case—” The girl’s gaze swept over everyone present, “I…acknowledge you all.”

"if only--"

Gareth gripped Ian's hand tightly, as if he were holding onto some precious treasure.

"I have no objection to your ability to make him happy."

“Gareth…” Looking at the sensible girl in front of him, Ian felt a warmth in his heart.

At that moment, Mordred tightened her grip on Ian's hand and asked in a low voice.

"that--"

Do you really like them?

“Yes.” The man nodded without hesitation. “Otherwise… I would never have brought you all here now.”

"..."

Mordred's eyes dimmed, but in the end she accepted it all.

Just as her sister Gareth said.

If his first wife Morgan and second wife Artoria were still alive, they would definitely try to do something to help him.

I can't be so immature.

Mordred sighed, then asked another question: "May I make a small request?"

"any request?"

“I…” Mordred pulled on Ian’s sleeve.

"Can we please not call them 'Mom'?"

"..."

Ian smiled and nodded.

"Of course you can—I don't mean to force you to do it."

"Really?!" Mordred's eyes lit up with delight.

"Then... you mustn't forget your first aunt and second aunt."

“I’ve never forgotten them—I’ll bring them back sooner or later.”

"real?!"