The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Ian understood the subtext of this sentence - that is, Mashu deliberately chose to come at times when no one came, so that she would not have to worry about affecting others.

of course.

This wasn't something she said on purpose, but...

It's a subtle perception.

She has always been like this.

"I see."

Ian hugged Mash from behind.

"Then... let's get started."

"Um……"

After getting Matthew's approval, Ian brought her to the mirror.

"Here again... Senior, it seems you have a special liking for the mirror."

The pink-haired girl said this while looking at the mirror in front of her.

"Because this is the best place to see Mashu's reaction." Ian gently guided Mashu's hand, and for the latter, this was naturally something she was looking forward to.

"senior……"

"Shh-"

Ian whispered something in Matthew's ear.

"Right now, I don't want to hear Mashu's voice. I just want to see Mashu become sensitive."

"..."

The girl's body became even more attractive.

Ian also revealed his purpose at this moment.

Or should I say...

It’s a “means”.

Mashu is a lively girl in every sense of the word.

And she is such a good person that she can be called a "dye".

But "dye" alone is far from enough - Ian knows that there also needs to be a place for such "dye" to be painted.

It just so happens that there is such a place now.

That was the bookcase that Mashu had just tidied up, which could be called clean.

"Mashu, become more sensitive—"

Ian's fingers wandered over Mash's body.

Quietly.

Warm air filled the room.

So...what is it?

Ian knew.

Mashu knew it too.

I don’t know how long it will take.

Mashu woke up from that extremely intoxicating feeling, and then took in the scene in front of her.

"Hey!" The girl started to panic.

"Why, how could this happen!"

"That's it—" Ian said with a smile, "Mashu, as expected... you're more interesting because you're so sensitive."

"Senior, stop talking about this!"

Mashu felt more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly wanted to clean up her "masterpiece".

Ian didn't stop her. After all, this was not something that would make Mashu happy.

Ten minutes later.

After finally sorting out the things she had made, Mashu returned to Ian and puffed up her cheeks.

"Senior... Is this what you mean by leaving a taste behind?"

"unacceptable!"

"Yes, it is indeed a bit excessive."

"so--"

Ian picked up the girl and threw her directly onto the bed.

"Now it's make-up time."

"..."

Mashu didn't answer Ian, but her eyes were already shy.

"Senior...you're really good at this."

"Of course it is."

"Matthew, don't you like it?" Ian asked.

"I like it...but I actually have some questions I've always wanted to ask you, Senior."

"what is the problem?"

Ian looked at the girl under him - this was the first time he heard her express so directly that she wanted to know the answer to a question.

"that……"

"Senior, why did Miss Jeanne and the others call you brother before?"

As Mashu said this, her body began to actively cater to Ian.

"I... really want to know."

"..."

Ian's hand gently stroked Mash's hair.

"Mashu, I think I've already explained this. Currently, they're probably the only ones who have that perception of me."

"But you know, if you just deny it like that, it will actually make them unhappy."

"So... let's just assume that for now."

Of course there was no way Ian was telling the truth.

After all, if we explain it, the situation will become much more troublesome.

"That's it..."

Mashu didn't doubt it too much.

"oh, I understand now."

"Senior... then what should we do next..."

"So anxious."

"But I'm the same way—"

It has to be said that after development, Mashu is extremely sensitive. She was able to turn into a fountain like before, so there is no need to say more now.

For a moment, Ian even felt like he was fixing a faucet.

But this is not a bad thing.

At least Ian could feel that Matthew was really happy this time.

Just like that, the storm started again.

Mashu leaned against Ian and took his hand, a rare gesture.

"Senior, I'm so happy."

"happy?"

"Um……"

Mashu touched her arm, looking very embarrassed.

However, there was a hint of happiness in her eyes.

"Senior, it's been a long time since I've felt so anxious to do this."

"Is there still a possibility that I can get Senior to participate?"

"..."

"What are you talking about, Mash?"

"What do you mean by the possibility of investment—"

Ian's tone became much heavier.

"I'm not saying I don't want to be involved, but there's just... too much to do."

"I want to take good care of each and every one of you, and I also want to make the world return to its original state."

"But my power is always limited, so I often overlook certain things like now... So, it's actually me who wants to apologize to you."

"Eh……"

"Nothing!"

"Everyone... no, at least me!" Mashu responded to Ian's gaze. "I've never said that I think Senior is irresponsible because of this."

"No, it should be said that it is because of the senior's sense of responsibility that this happened!"

"Anyway, I'm not angry with you, Senior!"

"Mashu, is this true?"

"Really!" The pink-haired girl nodded repeatedly, "Otherwise——"

Mashu deliberately pushed up her chest so that it could be presented to Ian.

"I won't come to see you today, will I?"

"..."

“Mashu…”

Ian took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

"really."

"You're absolutely right, Mash."

"You guys... never complained about me, so I can't do this."

"Well, this is the senior I know!"

"But then again—"

Mashu touched her lower abdomen.

"Senior said... Miss BB had already arrived before me, so..."

Mashu looked at the man cautiously.

"May I know what you talked about?"

"Of course! If you can't say it, you don't have to tell me."

"..."

Seeing Mashu's cautious and visibly tentative attitude, Ian thought for a moment and quickly spoke:

"no problem."