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

"All right."

Ian withdrew his hand.

"Mashu, I have finished explaining."

"If you feel scared, you can leave now."

"..."

The bad thing she expected did not happen. Mashu, with her hands tied, looked at the man in front of her.

She realized that she seemed to have touched another side of him.

"So, Senior, you and Miss Ophelia are really not boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"No." Ian replied firmly, "At least not for now."

"Then why would she send you such a message?"

“It’s probably an equal exchange.”

"Exchange of equal value?"

"Yes." Ian nodded. "I learned magic from her, and she got some spiritual sustenance from me."

“That’s the kind of relationship we have.”

Hearing this answer, Mashu felt relieved.

But soon she realized something.

"senior."

"In that case—"

"You are so good to me because..."

"..."

Although it was a bit cruel, Ian did not hesitate - he never dragged his feet when doing things.

He nodded.

"Yes, you are right, Mashu."

"I'm just 'using' you in some way."

"Well...if you want to scold me, you can do it now. I don't mind."

however--

The anger Ian had envisioned did not occur.

Not only that, Mashu actually showed a relieved expression.

"Great."

"Great?" Ian was a little surprised. "Matthew, don't be like this. If you want to scold me, you can do it directly."

"Do not."

Mash smiled and shook her head.

"I'm happy now."

“When I was around my seniors, I always felt it was unreal.”

"It's like stepping on an icy river. You don't know when you'll fall."

"Now that I've heard that my senior is indeed 'using' me, I feel a sense of peace of mind... I feel much better all of a sudden."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Mashu, why do you think so?"

"If you knew you were 'used' by me, you should be angry. It would be reasonable for you to scold me, blame me, or even hit me."

“It’s only reasonable to do this.”

"No." Mash shook her head again.

"Senior, I can't do this."

"Because... even if it's something like 'taking advantage', Senior is the first one to do that to me."

“And my predecessors brought me a lot of good things.”

"They're all real - having the joy of holding hands in front of everyone, drinking from the same iced drink, and living together like this."

"This is something I would never have dared to think about before, but my seniors helped me experience it all."

"so--"

Matthew raised her head and looked at Ian with admiration.

"Even if I'm being 'used', I still feel happy."

"Senior, I like you."

"..."

Hearing this heartfelt confession, Ian felt something piercing his heart.

"Mashu, this is not right."

"You shouldn't feel that way... You know I don't really like you, I'm just 'using' you."

"You should stop thinking like that right now."

"Of course I understand that the right way is to stay away from my seniors."

"But--"

Mashu walked forward and came in front of Ian.

Her cheeks were already red, but her tone was still firm.

“I really feel a sense of happiness being around my seniors.”

"So... could you please continue to 'use' me, Senior? No matter what you do, please 'use' me like before."

Looking at Matthew in front of him, Ian knew she was not joking.

This is the most sincere emotion from a girl without any disguise.

Such a blazing flame is really hard to put out.

The man thought for a long time before speaking again:

"Matthew."

"I have my own purpose in Chaldea - I want to meet some people from the past."

"After I meet those people, I will probably abandon you right there and then. No matter how much you beg me, I won't pay any attention to you."

"Even so, do you still hope to be 'used' by me?"

Ian's words were very direct, even hurtful.

But this was also the last method he could think of - to make Mashu realize that he was a bastard and stop it.

however.

Mashu nodded without any hesitation.

"Well...I do."

"Please allow me to accompany you till then."

That’s it for now.

Ian knew that he couldn't refuse this feeling no matter what.

So--

Just give her a reason.

A reason she was willing to hear at this moment.

"I understand."

"Since you, Mashu, feel that being 'used' is acceptable... then I won't refuse."

"You will become my tool in every sense of the word."

"Intelligence, running errands, disguises."

"And - the most primitive desire."

Hearing these words, Mashu's eyes widened slightly, but soon returned to normal.

She nodded happily.

"Well, please teach me how to do it, senior."

I don’t know how long it will take.

late at night.

All the lights in the room have been turned off, leaving only two small lights at the head of the bed still emitting faint light.

Fu Fu curled up into a ball and slept in a small nest in the corner of the room.

This is its exclusive location, laid by Matthew himself, and then slightly modified by Ian.

Everything seemed quiet and harmonious - at least on the surface.

However, this is not the case for Ian at this moment.

He was seen lying on the bed, holding Director Olga Marie's Master-Master Mutual Watch Plan in his hand.

The quilt covering his lower body had already bulged up a bit.

If you have a little vision, you can find that its shape is similar to a person lying down.

And that is indeed the case.

Ian put the plan in his hand aside - although the director was young, he had strong organizational skills, and he didn't find anything he could add.

His hand moved slowly on the quilt, and then stopped at a place that looked like a head.

The man stroked it gently for a few times, then applied a little force and pressed it down a little.

The quilt trembled for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Seeing this, the man increased his strength until it was completely pressed to the end and could not move.

Gurgling.

There was a swallowing sound coming from under the quilt.

The man's lips also exhaled slightly during this process.

After a while, everything returned to the tranquility of the night.

Ian lifted the quilt and saw Matthew with a blushing face.

She was lying between the man's legs like a docile puppy, holding the huge molar pillar tightly in her mouth, her cheeks slightly retracted.

However, although the posture was extremely embarrassing, Mashu's expression seemed very happy.

Just like she said before -

This kind of "used" relationship is a very happy thing for her.

Even as it is now, it is a reality that has never been achieved before.

Ian, who understood the reason, felt mixed emotions.

But out of man's instinct, he didn't hate all this.

As for guilt or something.

Although there are some, they are still within an acceptable range.

Besides——