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

The two held hands and strolled along the street under the starry sky.

It was spring, and the streets of Fuyuki City were reviving like wild plants.

For most people, they don’t know what the Holy Grail War is, so they can naturally live their daily lives with peace of mind.

Even if it's not a holiday.

If you want to choose a place that suits Vivian's current outfit, there are still many options.

Soon, the two people holding hands came to a street.

【This is a very busy street. 】

[Although it is not a holiday and there is no local custom. 】

[But there were still many people who liked to celebrate here - there were many small gifts and many small things placed on the stage. ]

[You realize this is what you might call an iconic street.]

As an iconic street, the things that appear here are naturally full of characteristics.

Vivian, whose mood was finally good for the first time, was soon attracted by the roadside stalls.

"Ian!"

"Let's go over there and take a look!"

"it is good."

Ian let Vivian pull him and they came to a stall.

I saw that it was a place selling fireworks.

The boss quickly noticed Ian and Vivian's hands holding each other - the experienced businessman could tell at a glance what the relationship was.

Only men and women in love would do such things.

"Yo."

"You two are here right after you started dating - I'm really envious."

Hearing this, Ian's mouth corners slightly raised.

But Vivian's expression didn't seem so happy.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the boss, and said in a very serious tone:

"wrong."

"He and I are not in a relationship."

"This..." The boss didn't know how to respond for a moment - after doing business for so long, this was the first time he made a mistake.

"Then what is the relationship between the two of you..."

"We are a couple." Vivian emphasized this point very seriously. "He and I are a couple. Do you understand?"

"oh oh!"

The boss was also an expert at changing his tune according to the situation, and he quickly changed his tone and said:

"So that's how it is - I was wondering how you two could find this place."

"Then I must recommend my fireworks to you."

"What does this mean?" Vivian asked, "Is there anything special about your fireworks?"

"Of course!" The boss patted his chest, "My fireworks are especially suitable for people like you to set off together. So far, I haven't seen anyone come back to say that they are not good!"

"I think they all lived a happy and fulfilling life!"

"..."

Hearing the boss's boast, Vivian's eyes suddenly changed.

She took out her wallet, slapped it on the table in front of her, and said seriously:

"Take them all down!"

"Okay!"

[Vivian seems to have found her goal for tonight. ]

[As long as she hears something that can improve your relationship, she will spend money to buy it without hesitation.]

[One, two, three.]

[She bought almost every little thing she saw.]

[This seems quite absurd - but when you see the smile on Vivian's face, you realize that it all makes sense.]

【Finally, you came to a shrine. 】

To be fair, not many people would come to visit the shrine at this time - not to mention that it is not a holiday yet.

But this seems to be the atmosphere Vivian wants.

She took Ian's hand and started to make those "blessing fireworks".

Zila Zila.

Small pale yellow sparks bloomed on the fairy wand in Vivian's hand.

The witch looked at it, and her eyes gradually became warmer. She even felt as if she had returned to her girlhood a thousand years ago.

“It’s really beautiful~”

"Ian, what do you think?"

"Yeah." The man nodded, then picked up a fairy wand and lit it in front of her.

"It's really pretty - Vivian, you really have good taste."

"..."

Vivian was silent for a while, and then when the fireworks disappeared, she asked softly:

"Ian... did I just look stupid?"

"As soon as I heard the boss say this kind of stuff could improve our relationship, I bought them all."

"Ian." Vivian looked at the man next to her.

At this moment, the fairy wand in his hand also burned to the end.

In the darkness, the witch spoke out the nightmare that had been haunting her mind for the past few days.

"sorry."

"I'm really sorry... I feel like I'm totally unqualified to accept your feelings."

"..."

There was a sizzling sound.

Another fairy wand was lit.

In the dim yellow light, Ian reached out and wiped the tears from her face.

"Vivian."

"I took the initiative to confess my love to you. How come you are not qualified to accept it?"

"But can you please promise me that from now on, you won't hide this kind of sadness in your heart anymore."

"I'd be very sad."

It was still that familiar bias, but at this moment it made the witch even more sad.

How much did this unconditional favoritism cost him?

That was something Vivian could not and dared not imagine.

In this case--

At least for this moment, let him indulge himself a little.

This is the reward the Knights deserve but have not received for a long time.

There was a snap.

The sparkler fell to the ground, and after a few seconds, the fireworks lost their brilliance.

Under the moonlight, the princess of ancient Britain rode on her most loyal knight.

The scene at this moment seems to be no different from thousands of years ago.

But Vivian looked at him beneath her and knew that everything was different from the past.

"That--"

Vivian reached out and fondly stroked the knight's cheek.

Her fingertips passed over every part of his cheek, feeling the vicissitudes left for her.

"In that case... please help me get rid of the sadness in my heart."

The witch untied the knot at the back of her kimono, then took his hand and stretched it towards the open hole.

"Ian, let's make it more pleasant."

At this moment, the man realized how much preparation Vivian had made for this sorry.

She looked very clean, tidy and beautiful.

But at the same time, there is no cover inside, and you can reach directly into the skin as long as you put your hand in.

That's right.

This is a perfect vacuum configuration that is prepared in advance only when you are 100% sure that this form of apology will be used.

Perhaps she had been waiting for this moment during those days when they had never been able to talk to each other.

Thinking of this, Ian no longer had any hesitation - after all, he loved her from the bottom of his heart.

Faced with such an extremely proactive invitation, it is naturally impossible to turn a blind eye to it.

"Got it—let's have fun tonight."

"..."

After getting the man's promise, Vivian took the initiative to reach out to his waist, intending to untie the last restraint.

To be fair, this was a process that made her quite shy.

After all, in every memory of the past, it was actually him who took the initiative to do such things.

But now it’s different——

Vivian knew that she was not only fulfilling her words, but also fulfilling the obligations of a wife.

Her hands and feet were not nimble and she was even a little panicked, but she finally managed to do it.

I touched it down there, and it's still a little soft.

But it doesn’t matter—

I know how to get him excited for the night.

Vivian leaned down.

While gently rubbing his root with her extremely clean and flawless private parts, she kissed the knight in ecstasy.

At this moment, their hands were intertwined, and they used strength without hurting each other's skin, feeling the burning love.

As they kissed each other, the knight responded little by little, and finally he pressed against the witch's forbidden door and touched her vaguely during the passionate kiss.

Without any hesitation, Vivian stood up slightly and then fell down, finally sitting on the throne that belonged to her.

This is the most perfect match - the knight's lance belongs only to the princess, and the princess's treasury only allows the knight to enter.

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Continuing to hold his fingers tightly, Vivian began to rock up and down, as if she was sitting on the most suitable white horse.

Her breathing became much faster, and the kimono on her shoulders slipped down a little, revealing her proud northern curves.

In this unvisited shrine, the princess of ancient Britain tried her best to express her regrets, fearing that the other party might have missed something.