The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

This guy would never have dreamed that he would fall into such a trap.

In this way, I can get hold of something against him.

This is a complete victory.

however--

Ian's next words directly shattered Ophelia's thoughts.

“Is this length of time enough?”

"..."

"How long? How long?" Ophelia answered guiltily.

"Don't play dumb with me."

Ian looked at her in front of him and answered expressionlessly.

"Over there, there's a machine you installed filming us, right?"

"Eh?!"

Ophelia never expected Ian to say such a thing.

"Where, where is that?!"

"Why would I set up something like that?"

"Because you want to catch me."

"..."

He even stated the reason exactly.

Ophelia looked at Ian in front of her, as if he was the one with vision into the future.

But she didn't want to give up.

Ian was not in a hurry when he saw Ophelia like this - he had a way to cure her.

His fingers slid through the magician's twin treasures until they rested on the left and right connection of the black silk fabric.

"I'll give you three seconds."

"If I don't admit it, I don't know what will happen next."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"I admit it!" cried Ophelia. "I did it."

Only then did Ian stop.

He gently pulled the fabric that was about to be torn off back to its original position and tied the bow for Ophelia.

"Well, that's good." Ian was satisfied.

The plan was completely exposed.

Ophelia showed an extremely unconvinced expression.

"When did you find out?"

"…Maybe when I first came in?"

Ian fixed Ophelia's hair which had become a little messy because of what happened just now.

"Miss Ophelia, are you aware that you are always looking in the same direction?"

"..."

Ophelia looked puzzled.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Of course, if it wasn't the case, how could I have discovered it in the first place?"

"..."

Hearing this, Ophelia hesitated for a long time, and finally said:

"Since you already know everything, why are you still..."

“Because it feels good to the touch.”

Ian stood up.

"It's small and very cute."

"you!"

Ophelia blushed.

But the moment her eyes met his again, she immediately realized that he was joking on purpose.

"You are such an annoying person!"

Ophelia picked up the pillow and threw it at Ian.

After the latter caught it steadily, he answered:

"Yeah, I know I'm annoying."

Ian put the pillow in his hand aside and walked to the place where Ophelia had been paying attention.

as predicted.

There were hidden things she had set up in advance.

Ian took it off and placed it in front of Ophelia.

"Give."

"you?"

Ophelia looked at the memory card placed in front of her, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"what do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Ian shrugged. "Since you want to get something on me so badly, isn't this the perfect time to satisfy your wish?"

"Are you giving me charity?"

"No, I just want to make you feel at ease."

"..."

Looking at the memory card in her hand, Ophelia hesitated for a moment, and finally put it back into Ian's hand.

"I do not want it."

"Since it has been discovered, you should take it away, so as not to appear as if I enjoy taking pictures of this kind of thing."

Ophelia looked away.

"Next time I will find a way to make it invisible to you."

"..."

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"Nothing." Ian sighed, "I was just wondering if I had communicated with you seriously at the beginning, would I have gotten the same result."

"Maybe... we can still be friends?"

"Who would want to be friends with you?!" Ophelia said with a blushing face, covering her skirt.

"What a pervert to do that right away!"

"That's right."

Ian didn't mind her anger too much.

"That's it, then. Today I have to go with Mashu to pick up the confused Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"Wait a moment."

Ophelia took Ian's hand.

"Actually, I have something else to say."

"What?"

"……Thanks."

"Thanks?"

"Yeah." The top student magician nodded. "If it weren't for you, I don't think I would be able to see the 'Clarent' so closely."

"This may become a regret in my career as a magician."

"besides--"

Ophelia looked between Ian's legs.

She recalled the feeling of that time in her mind.

"I also had some responsibility at the beginning. I..."

"You've never touched it before?" Ian interrupted her.

"Well, yes... Hey, that's not right! I've touched it... that's not right either, how can I put it!"

"In short, she's a virgin in every sense of the word." Ian went straight to the point.

"Is this what you want to say?"

"Why is it always so hard for me to accept what you say!" Ophelia gritted her teeth.

"But--"

Ian leaned in front of Ophelia.

"It's not that strange - you love magic so much, so you definitely don't have time to think about these things."

"And Ophelia, now that you've said that, I actually want to tell you something."

"Wha, what's the matter?"

"that is--"

Ian pressed Ophelia's head.

"If you hate Sundays, you can just get angry with me on that day to distract yourself."

"It's not a good habit to stay indoors and sleep all day."

"How did you know?" Ophelia was a little surprised.

"Don't worry about it."

"Anyway." Ian held out his hand toward Ophelia, "I welcome you to do this."

Looking at the hand reaching out to her, the girl who came from a family of magicians hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to hold it.

"Okay, this is what you said."

Ophelia had no way of using her magic eyes to observe what her relationship with Ian would eventually be like.

But at least at this moment.

She hoped it wasn't an enemy.

But then again——

Ophelia looked at the other person.

Since he just said I could go see him on Sunday.

I suddenly seemed to feel that this man was not so bad.

"Speaking of which...can it be more than just a temper tantrum?"

"what?"