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"That--"

Ian's eyes wandered to Olga Marie.

"Director."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"Help me?" Olga Marie was stunned.

She looked back.

"what do you mean?"

"It's simple." Ian looked at the switch in his hand.

"Since you, Director, are using this thing to relieve stress... don't you want to try out its full effect?"

"That might really help you release all the stress."

"..."

Olga Marie's throat moved slightly.

After a while, she finally spoke:

"Then...what to do?"

Ian smiled.

"Director, you don't have to do anything - I'll help you."

"But it would be better if we could have something like tape."

“This is true…”

"That's fine."

Ian gently pushed Olga Marie down on the chair.

"Captain, could you please lift your feet up?"

"..."

Olga Marie hesitated for a moment, but finally followed Ian's request and lifted her feet onto the chair.

The man reached out his hand and gently pushed her legs apart, leaving her in a defenseless position.

Suddenly, the white bow panties hidden under the white dress were revealed in front of Ian.

"I didn't expect the director to be dressed so cutely."

"It's my freedom to wear whatever I want!"

"That's right, sorry for the inconvenience."

Under Olga Marie's shy gaze, Ian pulled the white bow panties up from her legs little by little, then took them off and placed them on the table beside him.

Without the cover, the five lines in the garden became clearly visible.

Ian took a deep breath and pulled them out one by one.

Every time one was pulled out, a lovely cry came out of Olga Marie's lips.

In the end, Ian kept one inside and took the other four for himself.

"Director, this thing doesn't mean the more you put it in the same place, the better the effect will be."

"…Then what should we do?"

"That's how it should be."

Ian lifted Olga Marie's dress little by little until her figure was completely in front of him.

"Captain, please bite your dress."

"..."

Sensing that Ian was not joking, Olga Marie did as she was told.

The man looked at the impressive figure in front of him and immediately took action.

First, he took off the pure white bra, and then taped the two pink spots in his hands to it, one on the left and one on the right, until the entire pink spot was completely covered.

Then Ian bent down again and placed a jump ○ where the garden line began to separate.

The other one, however, was pushed little by little into the back garden despite Olga Marie's resistance.

When everything was ready, Ian tied Olga Marie's hands and feet with tape and held all the switches at the same time.

"Director, it's time to begin."

There was a snap.

The switch was pushed up a little.

Olga Marie, who thought jumping was useless the moment before, felt the pleasure coming from all parts of her body the next moment.

It was a feeling that was extremely comfortable but also extremely shameful.

She could feel all the sensitive parts of her body being rubbed and caressed until they became wet.

Her whole body began to tremble wildly in the chair, but she was unable to move because of the tape Ian had placed in advance.

All the pleasure is concentrated in my mind.

Less than two minutes.

Olga Marie became a living fountain.

If the sun could shine here, I'm afraid we would see a different rainbow.

Ian stopped the pleasure and took off the dress she was biting.

"Director..."

However, Olga Marie, breathing heavily, interrupted him.

"We'll talk later if you have anything to say!"

"Ian, let me experience this again!"

"……Row."

It turns out.

Olga Marie's star language is indeed a bit strong.

After Ian opened the method of using the jump ○ for her, she turned into a complete fountain in front of this man.

That is a breathtaking level.

This is the one that Ian feels the strongest about so far.

after all--

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Even after the strike, it continued to gush for a long time.

When the director came to his senses, he realized that he had done something quite shameful.

"Ian, I..."

"Director, you don't need to explain to me."

Ian placed the wet jumps on the table.

"I just want to know if I have been able to help the director."

"Have."

Olga Marie blushed as she felt the garden, which had barely calmed down.

"It turns out that I don't know how to use it."

"Does that mean that the director's pressure has been released?" Ian said with a smile.

"..."

Olga Marie hugged her legs, rested her head on her knees, and shook her head.

"Do not."

"It's getting more serious."

"I now feel that I am...even less worthy of the position of director."

"We know someone is threatening Chaldea, but we can't find out anything."

"I'm really useless."

As she spoke, Olga Marie began to hit her head.

Looking at the director like this, Ian realized why she had been hesitant before - the investigation results announced at the meeting were forged.

She didn't find out the real culprit.

"..."

Ian held Olga Marie’s hand so that she couldn’t hit her head.

"Since you don't know the truth."

"Director, why don't you continue investigating?"

"Everyone knows you're protecting Chaldea, so no one will blame you or anything, right?"

"Can not be done!"

Olga Marie, whose hand was held by Ian, raised her head, her eyes slightly moist.

"If Chaldea continues to be suspended like this...it will cause big problems!"

"I can't let Chaldea be destroyed in my hands!"

"Father?"

Ian frowned slightly.

"Director, father means..."

"Marisbili Animusphia." Olga Marie answered Ian's question, "The previous director of Chaldea, and also my father."

"He committed suicide three years ago in this chair where I sit."

"After that...I inherited Chaldea."

Although Olga Marie said it calmly, Ian knew that this was not something he should bring up.

He let go of her hand.

"I'm sorry, Chief."

"I shouldn't ask such things."

"It's nothing." Olga Marie forced a bitter smile, "Father has been gone for so long, it won't be hard to mention him now."

"..."

With this relationship, Ian could understand the decision made by Olga Marie.

Because it is Chaldea that was inherited from his father.

So she doesn't want to be looked down upon by anyone.

Even if it is something you have no idea how to solve, you still have to handle it cleanly and neatly on the surface.

but--

Ian looked at Olga Marie in front of him.

"Director."

"I can understand your difficulties."

"But if we just deal with it like this, the root of the trouble will still be buried inside Chaldea, right?"

"What if something goes wrong again in the future?"