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The Sixth Singularity: The Sacred Realm of the Round Table Reunited

760. Mashu's scheduled maid service (4k)

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As his heart roared three times, Ian felt his consciousness return to the present from the distant British era.

And standing in front of him was Meili.

Is it a dream?

Or reality?

Ian was a little confused - after all, everything felt so real, just like countless things he had experienced before.

but……

This doubt did not last long.

Because Meili in front of him quickly spoke:

"What? You look confused."

"Does it make you uncomfortable to see me now?"

"Or..." Mary's fingers gently stroked Ian's chest, as if carving some mysterious spell.

"Because the child didn't 'stay,' does that mean my role as a mother is meaningless?"

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian knew that Mary in front of him had the same memories as he did.

So--

All this couldn't be a dream.

After all, the experience of one person can be said to be an illusory dream, but the experience of two people can be called real reality.

"You're amazing, Mellie—"

Ian's hands stroked the Flower Magician's soft white hair.

And because of this caress, the latter once again became as docile as a cat.

"I actually...replicated that kind of magic."

"Of course." Mary put her head on Ian's chest and rubbed it gently.

It was a tone full of pride, yet also a bit of taking credit.

"I am... a flower magician, a being far beyond this era. Things like this are naturally easy for me."

"..."

"Really? Looks like I'll have to rely on you from now on."

Ian bent down and left a kiss on Mellie's head as a reward for the loyal cat.

"But then again—"

"Since it can be replicated, Meili, have you figured out who 'left' this magic?"

"No."

Mary was quite frank and didn't seem to feel inferior about this at all.

"Just like before, this kind of magic is still a little too advanced for me—at least for now, it's a little difficult to figure out the source."

"But if I make any progress, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Yeah, that's great."

"..."

"..."

The corridor fell into silence for a moment.

Although he and Meli have spent a relatively long life, this cannot change her awkward position in Chaldea - a "Servant" who has not yet obtained "login permission" and came to his side only by relying on the hope of Avalon that is forever opened by her own Noble Phantasm.

"Merry, I..."

"I understand," Meili replied without hesitation. "Now is not the time to announce my existence, right?"

"Don't worry, I don't mind this kind of thing - because I will have the opportunity to appear soon."

"Wha, what?"

"nothing."

Mary took the initiative to let go of Ian.

Although her actions seemed a little reluctant, she was very decisive.

"So--"

"When you wake up later, go check on Mashu. Maybe there will be some special changes."

"Makes sense."

Ever since——

At Mary's initiative, this meeting, which should not be made public, ended.

The former returned to his hidden live broadcast room in Chaldea, while the latter returned to his room.

I really should look for Mashu.

Ian thought so while lying on the bed, and then sent a message to the other party.

[Mashu, how about we meet alone in my room tomorrow? ]

The man thought there should be no response at this time.

But he once again underestimated how much Mashu cared about him.

Less than a minute after sending the message, Mashu's reply came immediately.

I understand, Senior!

【I will arrive on time! 】

[Oh…Okay.]

As the message was sent, Ian realized that he had not mentioned the time in the message at all.

On time...what does that mean?

Forget it.

What Mashu can do is definitely not a bad thing.

Let her be.

Ian thought so and then put down his phone.

to be honest--

He was indeed a little tired.

after all……

In Mary's "simulation magic", his mind was always in the disguise of "Lancelot" and he never relaxed at all.

The man's eyelids became heavier and heavier, until he finally closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

I don't know how long it took...

Ian suddenly felt something that concerned him deeply.

To be precise, it was like ants crawling, as if something was lifting the quilt on his body, one after another, without stopping.

No.

There is an essential difference between this and lifting the quilt.

It might be more reasonable to say that he was preparing to lift the quilt...

It's like I'm constantly hesitating in a very small space.

Eh?

This description...why does it seem like...

The man's mind gradually became clear, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

But what he never expected was that the moment he saw the world again, what caught his eyes was Mashu who was about to dive into the quilt!

When did she come into the room!

Ian woke up with a start and threw back the quilt, looking at Mashu in confusion, who had arrived here at some point.

The pink-haired girl now looked extremely embarrassed.

She looked even more like Mary than Mary did.

"No, Mashu, you..."

Ian looked at this miraculous scene and felt both amused and distressed.

Mashu also waved her hands as if she had done something wrong and explained to Ian why she was there.

"Senior!"

"This is the maid wake-up service you ordered... Did I do something wrong that made you unhappy?"

"Wait a moment." Ian stopped Mashu, who was panicking because she was worried that she had done something wrong.

"When did I... request this kind of maid wake-up service?"

"Late last night!"

Mashu said seriously.

"Senior, you came to me so late—it must be because you need me to do this!"

“So I prepared really hard!”

"And you just came in like this...?"

"Yeah!" Mashu nodded, "Because Senior told me the room password..."

"So..."

The pink-haired girl felt even more embarrassed.

"I came here on my own, but I didn't expect... to offend Senior so much."

"..."

Ian never expected that his simple words would have such a profound impact on Mashu.

But he felt that this didn't seem strange.

after all--

Mashu was someone who was easily influenced.

But... there's nothing wrong with that.

Being willing to put yourself in such a difficult position is a sign of great consideration.

"Who said I was disgusted? Mashu, you're right. I did call you that because of this. I didn't expect you to react even without saying it directly."

"Huh?" Mashu, the girl with glasses, couldn't believe what she heard.

"is this real?"

"of course it's true."