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

Impartial, neither east nor west.

It's that awkward position.

Scathach's face turned even redder. This was the first time in her life that she was so shy.

She turned around and muttered hesitantly: "Why...why didn't you wake me up!"

"Don't you think it's dangerous to sleep on the roof?"

"That must be dangerous." Ian said helplessly, "But Misaya, do you know how much you drank last night?"

"Just a few cans!" Scathach replied with a blushing face, "Isn't that right?"

“How many cans?!”

Ian brought the empty cardboard box from the side to Scathach.

"Misayo."

"There was a full case of beer, and I only drank one can."

"The rest went down your throat."

"what?"

Scathach's eyes widened, unable to believe what she had just heard.

But she soon realized that there was no need for the other party to deceive her about such things.

after all--

If he remembered how much he drank, he would be labeled as "dishonest" in an instant.

If you think about it from this perspective, then it must be true.

"Did I really drink that much?" Scathach frowned slightly, "Why don't I have any recollection of it at all?"

"So this is what it means to be drunk."

"..."

Scathach really had no way to refute this statement - after all, if she wasn't drunk, she would definitely know how to answer him now.

After thinking for a while, she returned her coat to him who was only wearing thin clothes.

"Here, put it on quickly."

"Yeah." Ian nodded and took back his clothes.

Watching the man put it back on, Scathach continued to ask.

"Speaking of which-"

"Did you use your clothes as a blanket for me last night?"

"Well... about that." Ian nodded and answered lightly.

"After all, you're already asleep, you can't just say you won't cover me, right?"

"What about you?"

Scathach glanced at the white land below the roof, on which there were a few cans - presumably they were dropped there by her last night.

"It snowed all night, didn't it?"

"Aren't you... cold?"

"Not bad." Ian smiled slightly, "It's not too cold."

The man is not trying to be brave.

As a Servant, he can use magic to resist the cold outside.

The resulting loss of magic power is almost negligible.

"Misaye... I think you slept well last night?"

"I feel like you haven't had a good rest for a long time."

"..."

Ian's words really hit the nail on the head for Scathach.

Ever since the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago, she has been working hard to find her own candidate.

The daily rest time is squeezed to a very small level because of taking care of the instructor of the gun-do club.

of course.

In theory, Scathach, who has obtained enough magic power from the "black mud" flame of the Holy Grail, does not need to sleep.

However, in order to maintain the "human" part of herself, she still sticks to her daily routine.

This resulted in her mental state being very bad although her body did not feel the slightest bit tired.

According to the existing definition, it can probably be classified as "sub-health".

but--

Last night was an exception.

Because Scathach not only fell asleep, but also had a beautiful dream.

In her dream, she was successfully killed, ending this endless fate.

"It's okay." Scathach turned her face away.

"but--"

"I did sleep better than usual."

"..."

【You realize that this is Misaya's way of agreeing with you.】

[She seemed to be limited by her status as a teacher and would not completely confirm someone's statement.]

[Words like this that do not deny are actually her way of expressing her affirmation.]

[You are somewhat happy - after all, this means that your efforts are not in vain. ]

"Really?" Ian was much happier. "That's good."

"I was worried you might feel uncomfortable."

"..."

Hearing this, Scathach turned around.

She looked at the man in front of her and asked the doubts in her heart.

"Speaking of which-"

"Did you protect me like this all night?"

"That's not true." Ian quickly denied Scathach's statement, "I took a nap too."

【However, this statement is a lie.】

[Misaya sleeps in such a dangerous place, you can't take it lightly. ]

[So the actual situation is very close to what Misaya said - you did take care of her for the whole night.]

【But you don’t intend to confess this. 】

[First, you are afraid of causing misunderstanding to Misaya.]

[Second, you don’t want Misaya to be too troubled.]

[After all, this really isn’t a big deal to you—at least not the kind of thing that requires an urgent response from the other person.]

[However, what you don't know is that Misaya's observation ability is far more terrifying than you think. ]

Ian is lying—

Scathach realized this fact almost instantly.

This is the excellent observation ability she possesses as the queen of the Shadow Kingdom and the guardian of the passage inside and outside the world.

That's right.

This guy took care of himself all night.

But if you think about it carefully, he would indeed do such a thing.

After all, if you sleep in a place like this, any normal person would definitely worry about falling.

only--

Scathach looked at the man in front of her, and there was a hint of tenderness in her red eyes.

Instead of waking myself up, I chose to guard silently by my side like this.

Now I have no intention of considering this behavior as something worthy of praise.

In a way, this proves that Ian is a better person than we thought.

If you think about it this way, you are really lucky.

It only took ten years to meet the right person.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows looked at the place where she had just slept and had an idea.

"I see." Scathach had no intention of exposing Ian's white lie.

"Let's go back to the room now."

"it is good."

[You and Scathach took some time to clean up everything that was left on the roof last night.]

[Including but not limited to dropped cans. 】

【You take all these things back to the previous room. 】

You guys handled this really well - no one would ever know you were drinking on the rooftop.

"Whoo~"

Ian placed the box full of cans on the floor of his residence.

"Finally back."

"..."

Scathach sighed.

"Ian, I really should have done as you asked last night and drank in the house."

"Maybe." Ian shrugged. "But there's no point in dwelling on that kind of thing, is there?"

"and--"

“The stars do look nice at night.”

“This is a beautiful view that you can never experience indoors.”

"..."

Scathach knew that Ian was trying to save face.

After all, the two of them didn't talk about stars at all last night, but just drank can of beer after can.

No.

To be precise, he watched himself drink can after can of beer.

But she was too embarrassed to expose anything - after all, it was just that she drank too much.

"correct."

Ian looked at the gunnery equipment on the ground that had not yet been repaired, and suddenly realized a problem.

"Misaye, don't we have to go to the Gun Club today?"

"No need." Scathach replied quickly, "It's vacation now, not a teaching period."

"I only allowed them to come in for training because it was empty."