The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

How did that guy...

I took away the one I prepared...

really...

What should I do?

"Sister Olga Marie, what's wrong with you?" Jack the Ripper's voice came. "Why are you sweating so much? Am I disturbing you?"

"Nothing!"

Olga Marie's throat moved slightly, and then she forced a smile.

"Jack, whatever you want to do—tell your sister."

"Eh……"

Jack the Ripper frowned slightly.

"Then... Sister, can you accompany me to read a book?"

"I...want to learn more about this world."

"..."

Olga Marie was stunned by Jack the Ripper's answer.

But she soon realized that this was the other party's true words.

"ok, I get it."

"Sister will take you there right away."

"Hmm~"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Ian, who had the opportunity to be alone with Atalanta, now felt helpless.

the reason is simple--

It seems to be due to the influence of Tamamonomae before, or because the memory was already deeply rooted before the summoning.

Atalanta leaned against Ian like a pet.

And judging from the strength coming from her arm, she quite liked the feeling of having Ian firmly control her movements - at least for now.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be using so much strength.

Looking back at the big black tail shaking violently behind him, the man didn't know what to say for a moment.

Forget it.

If she likes it, it wouldn't be a bad thing to accompany her like this.

Besides...

Wasn't she like this when I first met her?

She recognized from the bottom of her heart that she was her master - even without the influence of Joan of Arc.

What on earth is going on?

Before the man could figure it out, he saw Atalanta stopped beside him.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked.

"Ow—"

As the big black tail stood up high, Atalanta also raised her head and looked at her master Ian beside her.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The cat girl was breathing gurglingly, and it looked like she had completely transformed from a cat into some kind of more ferocious beast.

And Ian certainly understood why this was happening.

"Please wait a little longer."

The man gently touched Atalanta's head and spoke as if to comfort her.

"There aren't many people at the beverage machine in front."

"We'll talk about it when we get there."

A few minutes later.

Ian's fingers were fiddling with the interface of the beverage machine, and it was obvious that he wanted to buy something.

Gulp.

A can of something red slid onto the counter.

The man picked it up and snapped it open.

Then he turned to look at Atalanta, who was squatting nearby, and asked, "Try this—maybe it can be a substitute."

"Ow!"

Gurgling.

The man gently sipped the Atalanta drink.

But after drinking a can, the cat girl's expression did not seem so happy.

"Ow..."

Her tail drooped, and her expression became a little unhappy - it was as if she was saying "I don't like this".

Ian looked at the rows of empty cans on the ground and realized that this so-called alternative plan was unlikely to succeed.

Atalanta's favorite drink, or perhaps, what she needed to replenish...

There is only one thing.

That was magic power—at her current class, she consumed magic power far too quickly.

"I really can't help you." Ian touched Atalanta's cat ears and cleaned the traces of the drink on her lips. "Then just replenish your magic power obediently."

"Don't be as reckless as you were just now, or don't blame me for punishing you."

"Ow!"

Atalanta stuck out her tongue, looking very excited.

Although he didn't know whether she understood what he said, Ian knew that since he had brought her back to Chaldea, he had to take good care of her.

The man took the milk that Atalanta had prepared, her favorite drink, and began to feed her gently.

I have to say that this cat is still as sensible as ever and very, very obedient.

It is as docile as the fake cat girl Mary and is suitable as a pet.

Before Ian could say anything, she had already taken the milk container in her arms. She looked at him with her eyes darting, her tail wagging from side to side, looking as if she wanted to be praised.

Of course it is impossible for men not to understand this.

But the way to praise Atalanta is not the same as the way to praise Meli - the latter's interests and hobbies are not the same as other girls' interests and hobbies.

What did Atalanta like?

correct.

It was a chance for her to be pampered alone - after all, under the influence of Joan of Arc, she could only do the cleanup work.

Gurgling.

After Atalanta had drunk her fill, Ian carried her and sat on a bench not far away.

"Atalanta, thank you for your hard work. What you did back then was truly important."

"This is...the reward you deserve."

The man and the cat lived together harmoniously.

Everything seems so calm and quiet.

But Ian understood that such time was the result of Atalanta's many efforts.

The little cat girl felt an unprecedented joy in this warm embrace - it was a feeling that was different from all her previous memories, but very familiar.

“Ouch—?”

“Ouch—?”

“Ah——???”

The increasingly passionate coquettishness shows that the little cat girl is fully committed.

And Ian knew that this was exactly what she had been looking forward to since the moment they met - a simple, warm embrace that only she could enjoy.

I don’t know how long it will take.

Looking at the cat's ears that had become a little messy and the cat's belly button that was scratched red, Ian felt a little embarrassed.

broken.

I was so busy playing Atalanta that I accidentally stroked too much.

"What a hassle, Atalanta." Ian smiled awkwardly. "It turned out like this just by accident. We need to fix it quickly."

"Well, the master is right."

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Atalanta who was lying on his lap.

He could feel that the other person's sanity seemed to have recovered a little because of this gentle contact.

"Atalanta, you..."

"So happy—?" Atalanta wagged her tail. "I like it so much... Master~?"

"..."

Well, it seems that it is just a little bit.

but……

This was a good start—at least it meant that he had the means to gradually bring her back to her senses.

just.

As if due to excessive satisfaction, Atalanta simply became more clingy and did not make any further requests.

We walked back and forth for a while, and it was already night.

After putting Atalanta back into her sleeping nest in the office, Ian walked towards his room.

Today is a really fulfilling day——

The man couldn't help but sigh

After all, I have been working since I got up in the morning until now - it is not easy to satisfy the girls' wishes one by one.

but.

Ian knew his work was not over yet.

Inside the room, there was another Mashu waiting to be further touched by him.

After hiding like this for a whole day, there's no need to think about what the outcome will be...

Just after turning a corner——

Things that were supposed to be going on as usual seemed to be getting a little dangerous.

because……

Scathach, dressed in her wedding attire, stood in front of her own door!

765. Scathach's queen-style capture and rape! (4k)

The moment he saw Scathach, Ian remembered his engagement with her.