In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

How can one blame the "hypocrisy" that does not change anything for the "meanness" that brings pleasure?

But is it really right to let it develop like this?

This is much more difficult to answer than the knowledge questionnaire in the Clock Tower.

Ophelia covered her forehead, looking very embarrassed.

At this moment, Ian, who had been in a trance for a long time, suddenly stood up.

"Matthew, Ophelia."

"Hey, Senior, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Well, this is for you—"

Mash pulled out a cell phone.

"Yesterday I realized that Senior didn't seem to have a way to contact other people, so I went to get one for you today."

"…it already has my number in it!"

"Senior Ian, if you need anything, you can contact me at any time!"

"..."

Ian took what Matthew handed over.

"Thank you, Mash."

"You're welcome! I'll be glad you can use me, Senior!"

"Well, it is indeed useful."

Ian looked at Ophelia beside him.

"Leave your contact information."

Matthew was no longer worried about Ian's behavior.

After all, Ophelia had just admitted that she had no feelings for Ian.

There shouldn't be any problem leaving contact information like this, right?

But Ophelia always had a bad feeling - she felt that Ian still had to do something.

really.

After adding the contact information, Ophelia saw a message from Ian on her phone.

"Don't go anywhere tonight, wait for me in the room."

"I also want to ask you something about summoning Morgan!"

100. If I become a magician, I can see her, right? (-word chapter)

Late at night, in room 016.

Ophelia was sitting on her bed, waiting with a worried look on her face.

If there was anything in her life that she deeply regretted, meeting Ian was definitely one of them.

This guy looked like he had no intention of letting me go.

The way he does things is unique.

Ophelia didn't know what would happen if this continued.

But now one thing is certain.

That means that one has actually fallen into an "isolated island" state.

There is no way to leave, but even if I want to ask for help, I don’t know what to do.

What will happen next...

to be frank.

Ophelia, who was being trapped, was a little scared - this was the first time she felt this way since leaving the clock tower.

Just now.

The cell phone placed next to the bed lit up.

Ophelia picked it up with trembling hands, and then saw the name she least wanted to see.

Ian Pendragon.

He sent himself a message.

"I'm here, please open the door."

"..."

Ophelia didn't dare to refuse him.

Because she knew that the other party was somewhat abnormal now.

Her hand went to the door handle.

There was a click.

The door opened.

Ian just stood at the door.

"Can I come in?" he asked knowingly.

"Yes...of course."

Ophelia said this and made way for Ian to come in.

There was a snap.

The door closed again.

"It looks much more comfortable this way."

Ian said this as he looked at the room in front of him.

"Ophelia, what do you think?"

"……I have no idea."

Ophelia looked away.

"What's the matter with you? Tell me quickly."

"..."

Ian turned around and looked at Ophelia in front of him.

"Are you afraid of me?"

In the phrase.

Ophelia's eyes widened a bit.

But she didn't know whether expressing her feelings directly would anger the other party - the best way was to hide it.

"I... am not afraid of you."

"really?"

Ian approached Ophelia, who kept retreating behind him until she was against the wall with nowhere to go.

The man placed his hands on the top student magician's ears.

"answer me."

"Are you afraid of me?"

The voice is very pleasant, and at the same time, it has an inexplicable gentleness.

If Ophelia didn't know that it was meant to intimidate her, she thought she might like this voice.

But now, she can't stand it anymore.

It felt like there were caterpillars crawling in my throat, and finally rolled out, forming words that I had to utter.

"Yup!"

"I'm just scared, what's wrong?!"

"You've been sneaking around like this for the whole day, can't you let me be scared for a bit?!"

"Ian, you're a lunatic!"

Ophelia blurted out all that was on her mind.

She was suppressed both physically and magically, and even her magic eyes were useless. She knew that what she said would definitely cause serious consequences.

But I really can't hold on any longer - the mental pressure is just too great.

However, the final result was beyond Ophelia's expectations.

Ian was silent for a while, and finally gave her a hug.

"Feel sorry."

"I am a little abnormal."

"But I just wanted to make sure you could help me."

"you……"

Ian's attitude made Ophelia a little overwhelmed.

But she wasn't the kind of person whose brain would be messed up by a hug.

The person in front of him is still an extremely dangerous person.

"Then let me go, I want to change my clothes!"

"Okay." Ian didn't stop him.

In the bathroom.

Ophelia looked in the mirror and gasped for breath.

She thought she understood Ian.

But now it seems that is not the case.

It seems——

You have to be tougher later.

Ophelia made such a decision as she touched the cleanly shaved area.

She changed back into her pajamas and left the bathroom. Just as she was about to act on her inner thoughts, she saw an unexpected scene.

I saw Ian holding a book and reading it very seriously - it was a magic book on the bookshelf, obscure and difficult to understand.

That frown was evidence of the effort.

"what are you doing?"

Ophelia looked at Ian in front of her and asked in confusion.

"Oh...you're out."

Ian closed the book in his hand and looked at Ophelia.

"I'm just trying to see how much I can understand."

"..."

"What's the result?" Ophelia asked after a moment of silence.

"It's basically incomprehensible. I don't even understand what the symbols mean."

"Pfft."

Ophelia couldn't help laughing.