The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Sai San, you..."

Although he didn't like being forced, Souji Okita knew that Ian was definitely not messing around.

"I, Okita Souji, will become your Servant!"

Almost instantly——

After the kendo girl said this, she instantly felt an inseparable relationship with the man in her body.

She could feel his pulse and breathing, and it was completely precise.

"Sui San, this..."

"Shh-"

The man lowered Okita Souji a little.

“It’s okay as long as you feel it.”

"Okita, you are indeed a Servant."

"This……"

Okita Souji felt a little embarrassed.

Although it did confirm something, she always felt that it was not a good thing.

correct.

In a sense, it's as ridiculous as proving that you are dead, right?

"Can't you accept it for a while?"

"Kind of."

"It's ok."

Ian looked directly into Okita Souji's eyes.

"In the next period of time, I will help you adapt."

"Sui San..."

Okita Souji's fair cheeks turned red.

Her lips moved involuntarily towards Ian's, and then they touched.

Although it was just a light kiss, it was enough to prove the girl's feelings at the moment.

"Well, stay with me."

"But now——"

"Sai San, can you carry me over there?"

"I feel like... it's been a long time since I've felt your back."

After saying this, Okita Souji probably realized that he was a little too proactive, and his cheeks turned even redder.

However, the way she looked at Ian was even more direct than before—in a word that might not be so appropriate, she was not even pretending anymore.

So……

There is only one answer left.

"bring it on."

The simplest answer is also the simplest answer.

Just like before, Souji Okita lay on Ian's back and wandered around Heian-kyo, which was projected under Uruk.

"This isn't a good thing..."

Lying on Ian's back, Souji Okita hugged his neck, his breathing becoming a little rapid.

"Obviously, this should be the time to be proactive."

"Nothing bad."

"And speaking of which—"

"Okita, you've been fighting for a long time with your uncomfortable body, right?"

"Eh?"

Faced with the man's question, Okita Souji quickly denied it.

"I'm not feeling unwell!"

"Stop lying to me."

Ian gently rejected the girl's denial.

"Your health has always been very poor, right?"

"I can feel it."

"..."

"When did you find out?" Okita Souji muttered softly, "I should have hidden it very well..."

"Most people really can't feel your problem."

"But we're always together, aren't we?"

"If you can't even spot something as small as this, I think you're pretty useless."

"I feel like Toshizou sees through everything..."

Okita Souji said something that sounded like he was disgusted, but in fact he seemed very happy.

After all, for her, such a thing is actually equivalent to telling herself that he has been silently paying attention to her.

However, the kendo girl quickly recalled her current situation.

Although the two of them were indeed strolling on the streets of Heian-kyo at this moment.

But in the final analysis, this is not the real Heian-kyo - it is just an almost complete replica of that place.

"Saisan, I just listened to your conversation, and it seems that you don't understand why Kyoto came directly here, right?"

"Ah."

The man nodded.

“So now we have to investigate.”

"I see."

Okita Souji nodded thoughtfully.

"But, Suisan... don't you think that the current situation is very wrong?"

"No, it should be said that it looks familiar."

"You really feel that way, don't you?"

Ian looked at the surrounding environment with a serious expression, and then answered Okita Souji's words.

"Perhaps it has a great connection with Abigail."

Yes.

At the end of that memory, there appeared a little girl named Abigail.

Everything she could make was almost exactly the same as it is now.

It was hard for Ian not to connect everything he saw with her.

of course.

A more appropriate approach would actually be to make all of this public.

But that might cause unnecessary panic - it would be better for me to take the responsibility.

"Is that some little girl's name?"

Okita Souji asked quietly.

"Yes." The man nodded.

"It seems that you have seen her too, Okita."

"Rather than seeing..."

Okita Souji recalled what he had seen.

"It's better to say that it was the last time I saw him before I fell."

"She's a very special girl..."

"Just one look, do they all look so familiar?" Ian asked.

"Ah."

"Because...she looks very special, right?"

"really."

Ian wanted to say something more, but suddenly he felt a vibration.

"Okita!"

"I see!"

Although he really liked his lover's back, Okita Souji knew that this was not the time for him to be attached.

With a flip, the kendo girl got off Ian's body.

Holding Kaga Kiyomitsu, she entered combat mode almost instantly.

At the same time, Ian also projected the Primordial Fire (Aestus estus).

With a bang——

Flames burned on the Primordial Fire (Aestus estus), illuminating the surrounding environment a little.

"Sai San, do you still have this kind of weapon?"

"Ah."

Ian nodded.

"Okita, I still have a lot of stuff."

"Hey! Let me see it then!"

"it is good."

Everything seemed to have returned to the night when the two first met Ugly Gozen.

Flames burned on the roads of Heian-kyo, driving away the tentacles covered with eyes that attacked them.

The Primordial Fire (Aestus estus) seems unexpectedly suitable for this occasion.

And in the midst of the fire, several white sword shadows flashed by, cutting off those who had managed to escape by chance.

This is a collaboration that reaches the highest level of tacit understanding.

This is the result that only Ian and Souji Okita have comprehended through long-term training.

only……

Ian soon realized something was wrong.

He whispered to the girl behind him:

"Okita—"

"Do they just want to stop us?"

Just as the man said, although the tentacles looked aggressive, they actually remained within a relatively conservative range.

Even if the influence of the Primordial Fire (Aestus estus) and Kaga Kiyomitsu is taken into consideration, this situation would not have occurred.

“That’s definitely the feeling…”

Okita Souji held Kaga Kiyomitsu in his hand.