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"Mashu, are you serious?"

Mash nodded.

"I was serious."

"..."

Olga Marie forced an awkward smile.

"Well, Matthew, wait a moment, Ian and I will have a chat."

After saying this, the young director pulled Ian to the side of the office.

She spoke with a hint of reproach:

"Ian, what did you do to Matthew?"

"Director, I didn't do anything."

"How is that possible?" Olga Marie supported her waist with her hands.

At this moment, she barely seemed to have some of the charm that one should have at this age.

"She asked to move in with you. How could you not do anything?"

"I'm telling you, Ian."

"Although I do admire you as a person, it doesn't mean I will tolerate everything you do."

"Your plan of Masters protecting each other, isn't it just to trick Mashu into your room?"

"But the director's strength——"

Ian looked at Matthew who was still waiting.

When the latter found that he was being watched, he immediately lowered his head.

"This was something Mashu proposed himself."

"I'm just trying to figure out how to help you solve your problem, right?"

"..."

Olga Marie had no way of refutating Ian's words.

After all, from the moment he came in until now, it really didn't seem like he came here on purpose to bring up such a thing.

"I said--"

The young director looked at the man with a hint of concern in his eyes.

"So you know about Mashu's situation?"

"Condition?"

Ian shook his head.

"I don't understand what you mean, isn't Mashu just Mashu?"

"You...?" Olga Marie's eyes showed a hint of shock.

"You made friends with Mashu without knowing anything about her situation?"

"Captain, what you said is true."

Ian looked directly at the silver-haired girl in front of him.

"If we don't become friends first, how can we have the opportunity to understand each other's situation?"

"Besides -"

"If it is really something you are willing to share with me, Matthew will naturally tell me."

"If they don't want to, why should I dig deeper?"

"..."

Olga Marie's amber eyes suddenly became clearer.

She smiled as if she had figured something out:

"You're right, my thinking is shallow."

"So--"

The young director turned around and looked at Mashu, raising his hand.

"Mashu, just move over there."

"I grant it."

Mashu's eyes brightened when she heard the news.

"Yes, I understand! Thank you, Director!"

Olga Marie turned around and looked at the man in front of her.

"You should have no objection to my arrangement, right?"

"……No."

Even if there is, it's too late to mention it.

after all--

Ian looked at the bouncing Mashu.

He couldn't bear to interrupt her joy.

"Well, I just thought about it. We can't rush this matter now. Take the plan back and take a good look at my arrangements. If you have any ideas, contact me as soon as possible."

Olga Marie quickly wrote down a string of numbers on a piece of paper, then tore it off and handed it to Ian.

“Here’s my number.”

"Okay." Ian took the paper, "I understand."

"Then, Chief, can we go now?"

"Ah."

Watching the two figures walking away in the corridor, Olga Marie's eyes also showed a little joy.

"This is good... at least there are people who are willing to take the initiative to contact me."

Coming out of the office, Mashu's desire to express herself was aroused, and she chattered non-stop.

"senior!"

"The director rarely gives out numbers on her own initiative! It seems like she really likes her senior!"

"is it?"

Ian looked at the paper in his hand.

"I think she just wanted me to come up with some more meaningful suggestions."

"No, no, no, she must think that the senior is amazing, that's why she did this!"

"probably."

"That's right, Mash."

The man looked at the pink-haired girl next to him.

"When are you planning on moving in?"

"Hey, this..."

Mashu blushed, but still said firmly:

"Senior, I want to move there now!"

"..."

"Senior, you don't like it?! Then we can do it later! Or you can just not move at all!"

"Hahaha."

Ian reached out and rubbed Matthew's head.

"Mashu, you really are easily frightened."

"You can't be so flustered when doing things normally."

"sorry!"

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Ian pulled his hand back. "Since you want to move now, then move now."

"There's nothing much to do right now anyway."

“Senior…” Mashu’s cheeks became redder.

"Well, move now!"

After half an hour.

The two walked down the path to Room 49 - Ian's room.

"that."

Ian looked at the suitcase he was pulling and the small box Matthew was holding.

"Mashu, you have so little stuff?"

"I thought I would have to make several trips."

"Because I don't like shopping." Mashu explained seriously, "and Chaldea's room itself comes with a lot of daily necessities."

"So if you clean it up, there's only this much left."

"That's it."

Ian nodded.

"But you are really nice to Fufu."

"I think there are a lot of things in here that belong to it, right?"

"Hmm~" Mashu smiled sweetly.

"Because Fu Fu is my best friend, I have to take good care of it!"

"……Too."

"But where is it now?" Ian frowned slightly, "Now that you've moved here, I'm afraid it won't be able to find you later."

Mash shook her head.

"Don't worry, senior."

"Fufu is very smart. It always appears at the right time."

"For example -"

"Fufu? (Are you looking for me?)"

Before Mashu could finish her words, Fufu appeared in front of them.

"You guy."

Ian was a little surprised when he saw Fu Fu suddenly appear.

"Like a ghost!"

"Fufufufu? (Are you annoyed that Fufu is interrupting your time together?)"

"That's not the case."

Ian looked at the little thing on the ground and patted his shoulder.

"Come up quickly, Mashu is going to move to my room. If you don't follow now, you will have nowhere to go later."

"Fu? (What?)"

Puzzled, Fu Fu looked at Mashu beside Ian.

The latter nodded.