The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"what is that?"

"It's a very simple thing." Shuten-doji recalled what Ian had just said, and his tone gradually became braver.

That's right.

If you care about a friend, you should express it clearly and let the other person know that you care about her.

Whatever it is, let the other person know what you think.

"Uncle... can you please satisfy Ibaraki like you do now?"

"She... is actually a bit slow. She still hasn't realized that she also likes to do this kind of thing."

"do not worry."

Ian hugged Shuten-doji a little tighter.

"I'm not the type to play favorites—even if you don't tell me, I'll definitely find a way to do it."

"Neither of you can escape tonight."

"Be good and take my shape."

"...But I've already become an uncle."

After saying this, Shuten-doji's eyes were gradually filled with love.

"Uncle."

"Let's turn Ibaraki and I into little pets who like big sticks~"

575. Nightingale's Promise of Love / Shuten Ibaraki's Devil Performance (4k)

After a night of revelry, Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji also remembered who their master was.

but--

After the night of reunion, the man woke up very early.

The reason is simple: this is not the time to do this kind of thing with the female ghosts.

Although it is indeed what they want.

But here is the singularity.

He didn't even know when the singularity occurred before he lost contact with Chaldea.

This won’t work…

I have to figure out the situation around me quickly.

Thinking of this, Ian immediately stood up and placed Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, who looked tired and exhausted, in the middle of the bed.

After covering them with the quilt, the man hurriedly left the room.

It's still early.

Ian didn't want to disturb the others who were still resting in the hospital.

With this thought in mind, he walked all the way up and finally reached the top floor of the hospital.

It's not completely light yet.

The hospital, which has been renovated because of "memory projection", looks gray.

But Ian didn't care about that.

He took out the device for communicating with Chaldea and contacted Chaldea again.

Maybe... the signal is bad inside the hospital?

However, this idea was soon proven wrong.

Just like there is no signal in Chaldea's communication device, even if we move to the rooftop, we still can't contact the person we can't get in touch with.

"Why is it happening like that……"

Ian felt his head getting a little numb.

And at this moment——

He heard footsteps coming.

The man looked back and saw that it was Nightingale coming up.

"Ok?"

"Wouldn't you like to sleep a little longer?"

"...I should be the one asking you this." Nightingale looked at the man in front of her, "Why are you up so early?"

"last night--"

"You just played with those two kids all night, didn't you?"

"Of course." Nightingale leaned close to Ian. "You should know what I mean by this."

"..."

"Do you know everything?" Ian looked at the nurse in front of him.

"Of course I know."

Nightingale still had an expressionless look on her face, as if all this was just something she was used to.

“People have all kinds of desires.”

"Dealing with these desires in a reasonable way is a form of healing—and I have no problem with that, as long as the outcome is right."

"It's just that I have a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Hmm..." Nightingale's gaze moved slightly downwards, and then stopped between Ian's legs. "Between a human and a ghost, is it possible to do that kind of thing?"

"Why is your focus so strange every time?"

"Because it's something related to medicine."

Nightingale said without changing her expression.

"You've already proven the existence of ghosts—now it's time to prove there's no reproductive isolation between humans and ghosts."

"...According to you, this is quite groundbreaking?"

"Of course." Nightingale nodded.

“What I hope for and what I strive for is a world where everyone’s illness can be cured.”

"In that case—"

"No one would feel pain because of the separation of life and death, right?"

"Unfortunately...even I myself don't seem to be able to do this."

Looking at Nightingale who was sad because of saying such words, Ian thought for a while, then reached out and hugged the nurse in front of him.

"I said--"

"You don't have to blame yourself so much, do you?"

"You've done a great job - so many people have received care because of you that they wouldn't have otherwise received."

"This isn't a nurse at all; this is the incarnation of God, okay?"

"..."

Nightingale looked up at him.

There was a hint of profound meaning in those wine-red eyes.

"Are you trying to comfort me?"

"Oh, no." Ian shook his head. "Rather than words of comfort, it's more like what you just mentioned, a way to vent desires."

"To vent your desire?"

"Yeah. Thinking about how I tricked you into doing something like this, do you suddenly feel a lot more sober?"

"...Do you want to be scolded by me?"

"If scolding can make you sober up, then it's okay."

"..."

Nightingale suddenly smiled.

This was a situation that even she herself had not expected.

"Ian, you really do everything you can."

"Isn't that what you said?" The man looked at Nightingale in his arms. "The process is not important. The result is what matters most."

"I've learned it clearly now."

"in addition--"

Ian looked at Nightingale's slightly raised lips.

"Don't you look pretty when you smile?"

"Why... do you have to act so unapproachable?"

"..."

"Treatment is a very serious matter." Nightingale answered Ian's question seriously. "Before I confirm that I have recovered 100%, I don't want to give others too much hope."

"I see."

Ian looked at the sun that was slowly rising at some point.

"I understand."

"Well, Nightingale, if that's the case, let's prevent more casualties."

"...Yeah, that's what I thought."

Nightingale looked at him.

"You... give people a very reliable feeling."

"So, I might consider the following request later—provided you've done something I think is worthwhile in exchange."

"Uh... such a high evaluation?"

"Ah."

This is an "equivalent exchange" that others are unaware of.

Ian and Nightingale returned to the hospital.

The patients have woken up one after another.

Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji are no exception.

but--

As if they were afraid that they would scare others, the two little ghosts stayed in the room obediently and did not dare to go out.

Seeing Ian coming back, they immediately came over to greet him.

"Uncle, where have you been?!" Shuten Douji grabbed Ian's hand.

After what happened last night, she has completely remembered how she should treat this man.

That is--

Listen to him!

"I went to talk to Nightingale for a while." Ian confessed directly, "We can't just sit there like this."

"..."

Hearing this, the female ghost looked at the nurse next to the man.

When he saw her proud breasts that were impossible to ignore, Shuten-doji's purple eyes suddenly showed a bit of hostility.