Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　They looked at Ilya who was standing still and asked suspiciously.

 …  

　　"Did you forget something?"

　　But Elijah didn't answer.

　　At this moment, she is just standing inside the school gate.Raising his head, he stared intently at Mordred, who was standing outside the school gate and greeted her with a bright smile.

　　For her, the school gate in front of her is no longer an ordinary school gate.

　　It is a dividing line between heaven and hell.

　　"no no……"

　　She murmured, even taking two steps back involuntarily.

　　She forgets the nightmare.

　　But the nightmare will never forget her.

　　And now, when the nightmare strikes again.Illya was stunned to find that she seemed to have entered a more miserable situation than four years ago:

　　"It will be destroyed."

　　"It will all be destroyed."

　　Ilya thought desperately.

　　There was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead.

　　She couldn't have imagined - if in the next instant, Mordred picked her up in public and announced to the whole school that she was his "forbidden", what a terrible consequence would evolve.

　　However, at this time.

　　When Mordred began to call her name, her legs were uncontrollably in Mordred's direction and stepped forward.

　　"Illya?"

　　The classmates looked at the soulless Illya, and at the handsome and messed up Mordred, and asked curiously:

　　"Who is he?" A.

Chapter 272

　　Ilya didn't know how she got into Mordred's arms.

　　At this moment, she cannot receive all the information from the outside world.

　　She just relied on her own instinct to mechanically repeat those movements that she hadn't done for four years, but she is still very skilled in doing it now.

　　He raised his waist and stretched out his hands, hugging Mordred's neck, and finally adjusted his position a little to make himself more comfortable.

　　And when she finished these actions, she found that she was completely attached to Mordred's body, and there was almost no extra gap left.

　　The heat around her body made Ilya's heart pound.

　　She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look into the eyes of those classmates.

　　She felt that now she might think about transferring.

　　However, after a long time.

　　An exclamation from the outside world made Ilya realize that things didn't seem as bad as she thought.

　　"Ah, is that Illya's father?"

　　"The legendary father, did he actually appear?!"

　　The chattering children exclaimed, but they looked at Ilya with envy in their eyes.

　　They once thought that Illya's father would be a very lucky guy.

　　After all, to have such a beautiful wife and such a lovely daughter.

　　But now, when they saw Mordred, they had another illusion.

　　They suddenly felt that the real lucky one should not be Mordred.

　　It should be Illya, and her mother.

　　After all, with such a handsome figure, it is estimated that it is difficult to meet in the world.

　　And Mordred smiled and greeted the children around him.

　　Essentially still a bear child, and still a king of children, he quickly became one with these elementary school students.

　　"Ah, is Illya so popular?"

　　"Illya at home? No, no, she's not as well-behaved as you see."

　　"I used to chase dogs and cats up trees—yes, that's her."

　　"I once drew a magic circle at home, saying that I was a magical girl, and I called the magical girl Ilya transformed."

　　Mordred, holding Illya, unceremoniously fabricated black histories that did not exist at all.

　　But what does this matter?

　　Just look at the students whose eyes are full of longing and curiosity.

　　Since one loves to listen, the other loves to talk.

　　The direction of that matter has nothing to do with Illya.

　　……

　　Illya's popularity is so high that it is beyond Mordred's imagination.

　　He hugged Illya and talked nonstop for half an hour at the school gate.

　　He even made up the story of how many times Illya urinated on the bed when she was a child, and those who were satisfied were willing to let him go.

　　According to Mordred's estimation, about tomorrow, Illya will be able to harvest an "autobiography" that belongs to her.

　　And on the way home -

　　"Why do you say those things!"

　　Ilya, who already had a premonition of how she would die tomorrow, questioned Mordred angrily.

　　"How can I still meet people!"

　　At this moment, she is really full of despair, but she is unable to complain.

　　Unfortunately, Mordred did not have any "empathy" with her.

　　Instead, he asked her in a playful tone:

　　"Oh?"

　　"If you don't tell lies, do you want me to tell the truth?"

　　As Mordred spoke, he stretched out his arms and weighed Ilya in his arms.

　　I haven't seen each other for four years, and Illya hasn't grown much taller.

　　But her weight was much heavier.

　　The former baby fat has completely disappeared, and the flesh on her body is heavier and firmer.

　　The collagen-filled skin is already breakable.

　　The changes in these characteristics are enough to prove that this body is already fully developed in the true sense.

　　- This is also a matter of course.

　　After all, at the very beginning, Einzbern set her life expectancy to be only 18 years.

　　And now, 10-year-old Illya, if it is converted according to the age of a normal human, has basically reached the age of seventeen or eighteen...

　　(The performance of the artificial human will be maintained at the best time, that is to say, when Illya is eighteen years old, it should be equivalent to when a normal person is thirty or forty years old.)

　　This is the true "melon ripening".

　　……

　　evening.

　　Returning to Mordred in Irisviel's house, he showed the mother and daughter his cooking skills.

　　Salmon caviar rice bowl - this is definitely one of the top dishes in the world.

　　Light and fragrant salmon meat, accompanied by sweet and delicious caviar.When they are mixed together, what is produced is an almost explosive taste.

　　And after eating this meal, Illya was moved to tears.

　　"Give her a day off tomorrow."

　　Looking at Ilya lying on the bed, wanting to move but not too daring to move, only to be tense all the time, Mordred smiled tenderly.

　　In response, Irisviel nodded and left the room.

　　She knows that what Illya needs most now is time.

　　Time will dilute many things and change many things.

　　Just like her.

　　But Mordred did not leave here.

　　Instead, he leaned over to Illya's side and kissed each other in her ruby-like pupils.

　　At this moment, Mordred tasted what an angel's tears taste like.

　　Salty - not too different from ordinary people.

　　And the magic power contained in these tears is proved from the side.At this moment, how chaotic Illya's heart is.

　　Now, she is faintly unable to control the magic within her body.

　　That's why Mordred put his palm on her heart to force her to calm down.