The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"See you at the singularity!"

After saying this, Helena didn't wait for Ian to answer. She took Gray's hand and left with her under Ian's gaze.

"Oh, it's really..."

Ian covered his face, but his expression looked very happy.

He has always liked this kind of harmonious scene - after all, if a quarrel breaks out, the person who will be in most trouble is actually himself.

But now is not the time to think about it.

Ian wiped his face.

I have to find Mary quickly.

Regardless of the late night and the lack of time to rest, Ian walked straight to the "hidden room" where Mary was after the other three girls left.

He still remembered her saying that because of her special physique, she didn't need to rest.

So……

It shouldn't be a problem to disturb her now, right?

do not care.

Even if you really disturb someone, you have to explain it clearly - after all, it is hard to say whether there will be time for such communication in the future.

only……

Just like the strange scenes he always saw when he arrived at Mary's room the previous times, this time, after Ian pushed open the door of Mary's room that only he could enter, he saw a scene he had never imagined.

Mary was now sitting on a chair, with a brightly lit screen in front of her, in which her image was vaguely reflected.

But that's not the point.

The key is what Meili looks like at this moment.

I saw her holding the two handles of the chair and gently placing her hands on them.

Uh……

To be precise, the whole person was leaning back on the anchor chair, looking like he was sunbathing something.

Wait!

What is it!

What's in her hand...

microphone?!

She got her own microphone?!

"Merry, what are you doing...?"

"..."

Hearing the familiar voice, or perhaps it was an instinctive reaction, Mary turned around and looked at Ian expressionlessly.

"Eh?"

"You're here...long time no see."

"you!"

No!

How could she look so haggard!

Ian said this and then ran towards Mary who was sitting on the chair.

A few minutes later.

Looking at Mary, who was holding the microphone in both hands with a pitiful expression, Ian looked helpless and distressed.

"No, Mellie."

"Your microphone, now give it to me..."

"0—7—2—1—"

The Flower Magician responded expressionlessly.

Moreover, she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what she said, and there was even a hint that she supported herself in doing so.

"You won't come to see me—and you won't let me leave the room."

"That's the only way, right?"

Meili held her microphone, and it looked like she was holding her spiritual food for the past few days.

"I...shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"..."

After Mary said that, Ian really couldn't say anything more.

After all, his mind these days was indeed on the ideal city (Lord Camelot) that was already far away from Mashu's Noble Phantasm, and he really didn't spend much time on the cat, Merry.

shhh-

While the man was thinking, Mary had leaned against Ian like a cat and started to smell something.

then……

Her head snapped up and stared at Ian.

Although his face was expressionless, the Flower Magician's tone of voice had indeed changed a lot.

"you--"

"Are there other cats outside?"

"Don't you want me anymore? Or am I no match for those wild cats out there?"

"Uh?"

"Say it quickly!"

Meili gradually applied pressure to the man's chest until she, in turn, pressed his entire body against the computer desk.

"Didn't we agree that I was the only one you could have as your cat? Why do you have a second one now?"

"..."

This was the first time Mary showed such strong possessiveness.

Before this, she either didn't say anything at all or just glossed over it.

Only now, he showed his displeasure at having his position as the "number one cat" taken away from him.

"Do you care so much?" the man said, looking at Meili in front of him. "Is the cat's identity...important to you?"

"Ah."

Mary nodded without hesitation, without any hesitation at all.

"Very important."

"..."

Resisting Mary's "suppression", Ian lifted her up, creating an absolutely advantageous situation with her feet hanging in the air.

"Then I won't let you get so angry."

Ian's eyes fell on Mellie.

"How can a cat ask for something from its owner?"

"But I'm really unhappy—" Mary said word by word, "Can't I just keep my identity as a cat?"

"I... obviously love you so much."

"But I didn't say I didn't reserve this identity for you."

"Merry—I came here this time to tell you something good."

The man said so, and then, as she watched, he brought her what she had been waiting for for a long time.

"Merry, sit down and listen to me."

I don’t know how long it will take.

Meili's live broadcast room was filled with a magical sizzling sound.

That is the distortion that occurs when the microphone has poor contact at certain special moments.

As for why this is the case...

It's Ian's masterpiece, of course.

After all, at this moment, Mary has become a completely docile and obedient cat under his deliberate arrangement. No matter what difficulties and obstacles she encounters, she probably will not be shaken.

now--

The owner of the microphone, Mary, looked at the black shadows moving up and down on the screen with an expressionless face, as if she was really catching a mouse like a cat.

"Didn't you say you didn't like me like this?"

"But why now..."

"Because it's different now than before." Ian looked at Mary's beautiful hair and laughed, "Isn't this just showing off your importance as a cat?"

“But it’s different from before.”

"But no one's idle—Merry, don't you hate being with me at a time like this?"

"No."

"That's okay."

"understood."

Ian felt a sense of conquest as he watched Mary becoming more and more skilled in her cat maid business.

but--

The man knew that he was not here to do such a thing this time.

He spoke directly and clearly.

"Meili, do you remember what I just told you?"

"Hmm..." Mary nodded, "Are you talking about my 'special treatment'?"

"Ah."

"We'll probably have to set out again soon to repair the singularity—this time, I'll only take you."

I don't know if it was accidental or intentional.

Ian could feel that when he said this, Mary suddenly locked the flow of magic between them, as if she was suddenly touched.

"really?"

Although her tone was as calm as ever, Ian could sense that she said this with great anticipation.

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

Almost instantly, the man felt that Mary suddenly became much stickier than before.

"What are you..."

"I don't know either—" Mary looked up at her "master", "I just suddenly wanted to stick to you like this."

"..."

"Oh...are you upset that I didn't give you a chance to choose?"

"Beep—Master, please choose my level of clinginess."

"Why are you still acting..." Ian was helpless looking at Mary, who had no expression on her face but looked very happy.

after all--

Mary has always been so free.

But at this moment, Mary also raised a question.