The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

But unlike the normal pupils that are dilated due to surprise, in this state it is more of pleasure and excitement.

If I have to say...

In fact, it can be compared to you suddenly discovering one day that the number one student in the class is actually a welfare girl in private.

At the same time, along with this pleasure and stimulation, there is a rotation of the eyeballs.

From Ian's perspective, he could already feel the other person's eye whites moving slightly.

The last step is also the happiest step.

After going through the previous processes, Olga Marie's eyes had entered a state that was completely out of her control.

In this state, even if she wanted to escape from this high level of pleasure, it would be completely impossible.

At this moment, the only thing the girl could do was to let Ian kiss her.

Until at some point, the man decided to give her the deepest blow to her soul, and then this stage could be completely ended.

"Director, it's already completely in the shape of a heart symbol, huh?"

"No! I didn't become like that!!"

All explanations seem so pale and powerless at this moment. The only thing that can prove Olga Marie's current condition is probably the voice echoing in the director's office, right?

I don’t know how long it took.

Ian couldn't help laughing as he looked at Olga Marie, who had completely surrendered in his arms.

"Director."

"You finally begged for mercy."

"How can I not beg for mercy?!" Olga Marie said with a blushing face, "How can you refuse to let me go unless you admit defeat?"

"If this continues—"

"It's bound to break down eventually, right?"

"But does the director hate being played badly by me?" Ian suddenly asked back.

"..."

"Feeling guilty?"

"I don't feel guilty!" Olga Marie responded with a blushing face, "I... of course I don't hate it."

"I've said this many times, right?"

"I...after you brought me back from the singularity, I became yours."

"Even if you are really beaten up, that is your right."

"..."

"Director, if you say so..." Ian, who maintained the dominant position, leaned close to Olga Marie and spoke softly.

"Next time, use candles."

"Hmm? Excited?"

"Who would be excited?" Olga Marie nudged Ian with her forehead. "Don't think of me as that weird person!"

"But you didn't deny what I said, did you?"

Ian's words directly exposed all of Olga Marie's disguises.

While being held, she finally confessed everything.

"If you like...it's not impossible."

"But I might scream a little... I'm afraid you'll hate me."

"Hey! Why did you move all of a sudden?! Were you excited for me to try this?!"

"To be honest, it is a bit."

Ian lowered his head and kissed Olga Marie, and only let her go temporarily after she became softer and more obedient.

"I really like this director who listens to me and lets me do whatever I say. It's decided. From now on, you are not allowed to generate electricity without my permission."

"Everything the director has belongs to me."

"..."

Knowing that Ian was subtly expressing his dislike for her doing that, Olga Marie quickly nodded.

"I know, I know..."

"That's good."

"..."

"..."

"By the way..." Olga Marie looked at the things Ian asked her to count beside the table. They were the past that had been swept up on the cultural relics.

"So you like things that are spotless?"

"No." Ian shook his head. "I don't really care."

"I just wanted to see the director become embarrassed because of this - that would be a nice relaxation for me."

"So you just let me count them?!" Olga Marie was a little angry.

"Ah."

"Idiot, I'm ignoring you! Hey... I was just talking nonsense, I'm sorry! I was wrong! Let me go!"

"I can let you go."

"No, I should not only let you go, but also continue to reward you."

Ian looked at Olga Marie, who had been completely tamed in front of him - he knew that she actually hoped that he would never stop, after all, her every move was in his hands.

But some things have to be asked.

"As long as the director can help me solve a problem, that's all."

"Solve a problem?"

"Ah."

Sitting in the chair, Ian looked at the computer behind Olga Marie.

"Can you show me some information about your father?"

549. Director: How can you propose while doing this?! (End of Volume 4, k)

"..."

Although Olga Marie was a little confused by Ian, she still understood what he said.

"Father's information?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"Since he single-handedly built this entire Chaldea... then there must be information related to him here, right?"

"..."

"Well..." The girl sitting on the man's lap felt a little embarrassed.

"I'd like you to see it."

"But my father never mentioned this to me, so..."

"..."

Ian knew Olga Marie wasn't lying.

Or should I say——

She didn't really need to lie.

After all, Olga Marie herself had mentioned once before that she took over Chaldea directly after her father's death.

Considering this, it is not incomprehensible that we did not get any information about our father.

"That's it..."

Ian touched Olga Marie's head and didn't say much.

However, the girl was keenly aware of the loss in his words.

"What are you doing...why do you suddenly want to know about my father?"

"Do you want to hear the truth? Or a lie?" Ian suddenly asked back.

"..."

"Tell me all." Olga Marie, who was getting hot all over, grabbed the man's clothes.

"I'd like to hear what you'd use to deceive me if you were to tell a lie..."

"..."

Ian did not directly answer Olga Marie's question, but used his actions to prove to her what sincerity meant.

The man just stared at her in his arms, his fingers resting on her cheek.

"I'm thinking about how to meet your father's possible requests. Even though he's gone, we still have to consider this, right?"

"..."

Olga Marie was stunned for a moment before she realized what Ian meant.

"Are you planning to marry me?"

"..."

Ian did not answer Olga Marie, but just gave her a smile.

But this was enough to be the answer Olga Marie wanted.

She was already a little distracted by Ian's play, and for a moment she couldn't even speak.

"You...I...idiot! What are you doing so suddenly?!"

"Are you proposing to me?! And is this true or false?!"

"What do you think?"

Ian once again asked the girl in his arms.

"Director, do you hope this is true or false?"

"How do I know..."

Olga Marie, who was being held in her arms, started to act like a spoiled brat, which was unusual for her.

"But if you ask—"

"I certainly hope it's true."

"Then it's real." Ian replied immediately, "Director, will you be my wife from today?"

"..."

Finally getting the answer she had been waiting for, two lines of tears fell from Olga Marie's eyes, leaving two clear lines on her cheeks that were already blushing terribly.

But her expression didn't last long.

Because the girl soon felt the force coming from him.

"Idiot! What are you doing!?"

"I don't like seeing the director cry—" Ian pinched Olga Marie's nose, "Isn't it better to smile?"

"That can't..."

Olga Marie was about to retort, but Ian beat her so hard that her eyes were filled with love.

"I, I get it...don't be so barbaric!"

"That's good."