The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

And as the number of times it is used increases, the effect will become worse and worse.

In an instant, a roll of gauze appeared in Ian's hand out of thin air.

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had just arrived, had never seen such a thing before.

She looked at what the man was holding, her eyes full of surprise.

"how did you do that?"

"Magic." Ian explained patiently.

"Humans know the principle of making gauze, and magic is the means to reproduce this principle."

“You can think of it as a tool that has a lot in common with modern technology.”

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, not quite understanding.

"Can I do this, too?"

"..."

Ian recalled what Ophelia had said to him.

Soon, he recalled a key concept - "magic circuit".

"uncertain."

"I need to check your magic circuits."

"this?!"

Upon hearing that there might be a chance, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately became excited.

"How can it be simple?"

“It’s simple, but embarrassing at the same time.”

Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Take off your clothes, and I'll help you check your magic circuits."

"you……"

Just when Ritsuka Fujimaru was about to say that Ian in front of him was being a hooligan, he found that the other person's eyes were extremely serious.

She asked tentatively, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Have I ever said anything joking to you?"

"but--"

The man noticed the girl's flushed cheeks.

"I also know that this kind of thing does sound hard to accept."

"If you don't want to, just pretend I never said anything."

"..."

The initiative suddenly returned to Fujimaru Ritsuka's hands.

She looked at the man in front of her, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke again:

"Is there no other way?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Ian replied.

"Forget it. If you care so much, then don't check it. Otherwise, it will seem like I have ulterior motives."

After saying this, the man prepared to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped him.

"Wait a minute!"

"So how long will this process take?"

"About ten minutes." Ian answered according to his memory.

"More than ten minutes..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to have made some important decision.

"I understand."

"Please...check me."

"Row."

Ian sat down neatly beside Ritsuka Fujimaru's bed.

To be fair, he really didn't have any thoughts in that regard - he was just confirming the magic circuit.

pat pat pat.

The buttons of the clothes were unbuttoned one by one.

Ritsuka Fujimaru's not-so-thick coat was placed on a chair nearby.

Then came the skirt.

Therefore, the exposed over-the-knee stockings were also slowly pulled off the legs, turning into small balls of fur hanging on the side.

Under the man's gaze, Fujimaru Ritsuka put his hands behind his back, preparing to unfasten a metal buckle somewhere.

Because I was too nervous, it took me several tries before I succeeded.

And then.

The panties with bear patterns slid down between her legs.

All the armor was finally taken off.

The girl's figure is quite good, and the uncovered scene looks quite attractive.

Ritsuka Fujimaru subconsciously wanted to cover her sensitive parts, but saw Ian's eyes.

It was a look that made one want to blame, but because the occasion was not so appropriate, one had to remain silent.

Recall the pledge of cooperation just now.

In the end, Fujimaru Ritsuka slowly moved his hand away and grabbed the bed sheet beside him.

She turned her face away, closed her eyes, curled up her legs, and then slightly spread them apart, creating a few wrinkles on the bed sheets.

That apparently allowed Ian to begin examining the magic circuits in his body.

But just as the man reached out and touched the girl's breasts, a shout came from outside the door.

That was Mordred's voice.

"Master, Mashu and I are back!"

162. Fujimaru Ritsuka received a physical examination (4k)

"Eh?!"

The moment he heard the sound coming from outside the door, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly became nervous.

You know, she is completely naked now.

even--

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Ian's hand stretched out in front of him.

I have had such contact with him.

If other people saw this scene, they would be socially dead on the spot!

It's definitely too late to put on clothes now.

what should I do now? !

Completely at a loss for what to do, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Ian in front of him.

Two words were written in the orange pupils - "Help"!

Ian certainly knew what she was thinking.

He released his hand from Fujimaru Ritsuka's chest and said:

"It's okay. It'll be fine."

After saying that, Ian quickly put all the weapons around Fujimaru Ritsuka that she had just taken off on the bed, and then covered her and these things with the quilt.

In this way, at this moment, she looked like she was simply sitting up with the quilt covering her.

No one would have thought that what was hidden under the quilt was the body of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Will we really not be discovered like this?"

Feeling the slightly sensitive friction between her body and the quilt in the ward, Fujimaru Ritsuka blushed and couldn't help but ask this.

Before Ian could answer her question, the life-threatening footsteps arrived at the door.

Now you have to believe it even if you don't want to.

Ritsuka Fujimaru could only accept the fact that he had to hide his body under the quilt on the first day he arrived in Chaldea.

"Please don't be discovered..." the girl prayed.

She didn't want to be considered a pervert.

In contrast to Fujimaru Ritsuka's extremely nervous look, Ian seemed very calm, as if all this was just a very common thing for him.

There was a snap.

The door was pushed open.

Mordred strode in, with Matthew following behind her.

"Master, we are back."

"Eh--?"

Mordred, who had just entered, set his sights directly on Ritsuka Fujimaru who was next to Ian.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and seemed to have discovered something wrong.

This made Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was already extremely ashamed, even more uneasy.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"because--"

"because?"

"Because I remember you were asleep at first!" Mordred supported his waist with both hands, "You are sitting up now?"

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was speechless for a moment.

Ian's mind, however, was extremely clear.

He explained.

"Isn't this normal?"

"Of course you'll want to get up and sit for a while after sleeping for a long time."

As he said this, Ian turned around and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and said with a smile.

"Ritsuka, is this true?"

"Ah, yes." Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had grasped the life-saving straw, nodded repeatedly, "That's right."