The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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She murmured softly:

"Damn it... Why do you look like a cow... Is having big breasts a big deal?"

"Shuten, what did you say?"

"Nothing!" Shuten-doji quickly waved his hands. "I didn't say anything—I don't have any opinions!"

"..."

Although Ian felt that Shuten-douji must be dissatisfied with something, he did not ask in detail.

after all--

Men will never ask any more questions about things she doesn't want to talk about.

Everyone needs their privacy, even small pets.

"So what do we do now?"

Ibaraki Douji, who never makes a fuss, just looks at her master like this. Her dazed look makes her look even cuter than usual.

"You can't just... sit here forever, right?"

"..."

What Ibaraki Douji said is indeed a problem.

Now that the ghost in the hospital has been identified, it's time to make it public.

only……

This kind of announcement cannot be so direct.

After all, whether it is Shuten Douji or Ibaraki Douji, they both have extremely obvious characteristics of the demon clan.

Letting them appear in front of other people rashly will only scare them.

must……

There has to be a reason.

Suddenly, Ian thought of something.

He leaned over to Nightingale and whispered.

"This……"

The nurse's tone became more confused.

"Isn't that a lie?"

"No," Ian shook his head. "It's certainly not a lie."

“And it would give everyone greater peace of mind – why not give it a try?”

"..."

Nightingale hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"ok, I get it."

"Just do what you say—I support you."

Seeing Ian and Nightingale singing the same tune, Shuten-doji became a little restless.

"Hey!"

"Uncle! Cow No. 2! What are you talking about? We need to know too!"

"What did you say?"

Nightingale stared at the female ghost Shuten-doji who called out a strange name.

Although her face was expressionless, she exuded a fierce murderous aura.

It is an existence that even Shuten-doji, the Demon King of Mount Oe, would tremble at.

"this and that……"

"It's nothing, she just remembered that I said I like girls with big breasts." Ian rescued Shuten Douji in time, and then picked her and Ibaraki Douji up on the left and right.

"Nightingale, just think of it as me instilling bad ideas in them."

"but--"

The man looked at the two little kids he was holding.

"You two, you must do things according to my arrangements later - understand?"

"I understand... / I will."

Ten minutes later.

Inside the abandoned hospital that has been renovated.

Those who were severely injured by magic were filling their stomachs with the food "made" by Ian.

of course.

It is said to be "making" food, but in fact it is more like a seasoning method that uses magic to cover up the original taste.

In this way, even something that was originally difficult to swallow becomes much more delicious.

"Miss Nightingale's boyfriend is really amazing! He brought us so many things as soon as he got here."

"Yes! A new hospital, new quilts, something I never dared to imagine before! He is simply an angel like Florence Nightingale!"

"Ah, that explains it all—only an angel can find another angel, right?"

"Ah... wouldn't it be great if our illness could be cured?"

"Sh ...

As a person's voice was heard, all the patients looked in the direction he pointed.

It was Ian, whom they now knew as Nightingale's powerful boyfriend.

only……

Why was he holding two strange things... No, they were people, but that wasn't right either. They were... demons?

Just as the patients are surprised at this moment.

Ian, holding Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, walked towards them step by step.

This is a rather contradictory picture.

The angel who appeared here like Nightingale actually appeared in the hospital corridor at this moment holding the devil.

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt confused and surprised.

But no one dared to say a word—

Because no one knows what this extremely chaotic picture means.

but……

This was exactly the situation Ian needed.

"Shuten, Ibaraki, it's time to begin."

"...Do we really have to do this? I think it's so weird." Shuten-doji muttered softly.

"Shuten, don't question Lord Abe—everything he says is what we should listen to."

"I know... Ibaraki, you don't have to remind me."

"Cough cough."

Shuten-douji ended his whisper with Ibaraki-douji and cleared his throat.

"Everyone."

"As you can see—we are two complete and utter demons."

As if in response to Shuten Douji's words, Ibaraki Douji ignited a flame in his hand, dyeing everything around him with a layer of crimson light.

"..."

The whole house was silent.

After all, a flame like this is not something that can be created easily.

And this seems to be a magical light. Just looking at it, it is easy to feel a kind of oppression from hell.

This hospital... is it about to fall? !

however--

The exact opposite of what these patients think is when they feel that even angels cannot save them.

The "devils" before him suddenly declared their defeat.

"Even though we are demons—"

"But at this moment, I have been defeated by this man."

"So according to the agreement, we will never attack this hospital again, and your illness will be cured soon."

“…I second the motion.”

Ibaraki Douji responded to Shuten Douji's words and extinguished the flame in his hand.

"We are indeed defeated by this man."

As the "devils'" declaration of defeat spread among the patients, the previous silence was instantly released.

Instead, there was an overwhelming cheer.

People who knew each other and those who didn't knew each other hugged each other and celebrated this good fortune.

This was Ian's plan.

Let Shuten Douji and Ibaraki Douji cosplay as "demons" - their appearance is enough to make this statement valid, not to mention Ibaraki Douji's flames.

only……

Nightingale's tone still sounded a little worried.

"Ian,"

"Isn't this giving them false hope? I..."

Before Nightingale could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ian.

"Then all we have to do is find a way to make it come true, right?"

"Don't worry, I will find a way - and please don't think so anymore, Nightingale."

"..."

Looking at the man beside her who made a promise to her, Nightingale's mouth corners suddenly rose subconsciously.

When she realized this, she felt as if she had awakened something.

But before Nightingale could think clearly.

A hospital guard (actually a patient whose condition was not that serious) ran in.