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"Oh—it has an impact."

"Is it the kid who was riding around before?"

"..."

Ian nearly choked to death.

It seems that Atalanta and Jack the Ripper have been running around for a while, but I just didn't run into them.

"Yes." The man took a deep breath and nodded calmly.

"That's her—it's so kind of you to know."

"So what happened to her?" Scathach maintained her sanity quite well. "Why should I do this kind of thing - what does this have to do with her?"

"Scathach..."

Ian's tone became heavier, which made his voice become much deeper.

"She was, in fact, an abandoned child."

"I was the one who brought her back to Chaldea."

"..."

Scathach did not respond to Ian's words immediately - she was looking at the man in front of her, confirming how credible such words were.

of course.

This process didn't take too long.

Scathach felt that she knew Ian quite well - he would not lie about such things.

"I see."

"You were the one who brought her back to Chaldea... I thought you were going to say she was your biological daughter."

"My biological daughters are the other two..."

"what?"

"Nothing." Ian stopped the topic. "Anyway, that's what I mean - and now, Jack wants to have something to drink."

"Do you understand what I mean, Scathach?"

"..."

Scathach leaned forward a little. Wearing a wedding dress, she looked like a blooming white lotus when she did this.

"You want to feed her with my...?"

"Almost." Ian knew there was no point in hiding it, he had to tell her the final destination of such a precious thing.

"It might sound absurd—but it's true."

"..."

Scathach was silent.

But Ian didn't know what this meant.

disgust?

Disgusted?

Or something else?

The man couldn't guess - but he knew that no matter what emotion it was, he deserved it.

after all……

This does sound a little wrong.

However, all the emotions that Ian worried about did not become reality, but instead disappeared.

Because Scathach asked a question on her own initiative.

"That--"

"Am I the first one you approached? You didn't... go looking for other girls, did you?"

"No."

Ian said without hesitation.

After all, he didn't do that.

"You're the first, and probably the last. If this method doesn't work, I'll have to think of other ways."

"So Scathach, if you don't like it, that's fine."

"..."

There was another silence, and Scathach spoke again after a while:

"That--"

"Ian, is that child important to you?"

"..."

"It's quite important." Ian spoke his mind. "After all, I was the one who brought her back to Chaldea, so I'm naturally prepared to take on this obligation to her."

"I understand."

Scathach's finger lifted Ian's chin, just like the post-war summary before.

"so--"

"How can I help you take care of the child?"

"My husband, Ian Pendragon."

"..."

Ian found that Scathach didn't seem that difficult to communicate with.

Maybe she is still a very gentle person at heart?

Ten minutes later.

Scathach looked at the prop of perfect size in front of her and couldn't help but have a puzzled expression.

"Why... is there such a magic power extraction device in your room?"

"..."

"Ahem." Ian looked at Scathach, who had prepared everything according to his requirements and half-took off her wedding dress to fulfill Jack the Ripper's wish, and his expression became a little embarrassed.

"If I say... that Olga Marie sent this to me... would you believe it?"

This is not the man trying to pass the buck.

He has no interest in actively collecting such interesting things.

All of this was prepared by Olga Marie, his own logistics minister.

"You...be careful when you play, don't go too far!"

After leaving these words, Ian received a large box of things prepared by Olga Marie - it can be said that everything a man could want was in it, and things a man could not think of were also in it.

only……

It really comes in handy now.

"..."

Scathach frowned slightly.

"That sounds a bit exaggerated—that girl named Olga Marie, does she really like you that much?"

"Maybe it's because I saved her?"

Ian made little effort to hide his relationship with Olga Marie.

"In short, she is very dependent on me now."

"..."

"Why does it feel like all of Chaldea is your lover..." Scathach said this while looking down at the magic power extraction device installed for her, "So this thing is not activated yet?"

"If we keep waiting like this, that kid called Jack will get impatient, right?"

"……really."

Ian nodded.

"Then, I'll start."

"Well, come on."

It was surprisingly simple, so simple that Ian could hardly believe it.

Scathach accepted the request so neatly and began to prepare for what Jack the Ripper expected.

There was a buzzing sound in the room.

Everything seemed to be the same as when Ian left in the morning, but Scathach became the protagonist.

And to be honest...

In the absence of a specific scene, such a picture does not arouse any desire.

After all, Scathach was very calm, only exhaling a breath of hot air from time to time, letting the man know that she just didn't say it directly.

"Ian."

The Queen of Shadow Kingdom's throat moved slightly.

"It always feels so delicate to do something like this while wearing a wedding dress."

"Is that what you think?"

"..."

"Scathach, you don't really like this?" Ian saw what the Queen of Shadow Country was thinking. "Then why don't you just forget it - I can find another way."

"No."

Scathach touched Ian's hand, gently stroking every inch of skin.

"How can I give up something I've already started halfway? If I do that, wouldn't that be going against my original intention?"

"..."

Knowing that Scathach has always been like this, Ian didn't say anything more about it.

"But thank you anyway."

"Jack, I'm sure she'll be very happy when she gets it."

"..."

Scathach moved closer to Ian, and the buzzing sound of the machine came over.

"Ian, you seem to like children very much."

"Even if you just picked it up, you seem to care about it."

"Isn't that natural?"