Mashu is a Capable Girlfriend / Return to France / First Singularity

Thump—

Thump—

Past memories converged, forming a materialized substance.

Piercing;

Penetrating;

And then, blood flowed freely.

The incredibly real feeling of pain spread through Ian's mind, suddenly awakening the consciousness that had been dormant within him.

Just—

In the moment his eyes opened, what was reflected in the man's eyes was an unexpected scene.

Before him was none other than the gentle Mashu.

At this moment.

Having already become a Servant, she was lying on the ground like a well-trained kitten, proactively doing the junior exercises that Ian had taught her before.

Her expression looked very absorbed, and she seemed to be quite enjoying this opportunity to practice chanting grand magic.

However, this made Ian fall into deep doubt.

"Mashu, you..."

Hearing the man's voice, Mashu looked up, then realized that he was looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Instantly, her face turned red.

"Senpai, I..." she stammered, her violet eyes looking at him with embarrassment.

Looking at Mashu's nervous appearance, unable to even speak properly, Ian hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on her head.

"Don't say anything, I feel very comfortable," he said gently, a soft smile on his lips.

"So—"

"Let's continue practicing for now," he encouraged her gently.

"Eh..." Mashu, encouraged by Ian,'s expression instantly cleared away the gloom from just now, turning into a bright sunny day.

"Yes, I understand~" she replied cheerfully, her violet eyes sparkling.

Huff huff.

Gurgle gurgle.

Slurp slurp.

Hah—

Ian let out a long breath.

His hand gently stroked the hair of the girl lying on his lap, and he asked softly,

"Your chanting is really good, it looks like you're already very skilled," he complimented her gently.

"However—"

"Why did you suddenly do that?" he asked, his brow furrowed in curiosity.

"Ah, this..." Although it was a very embarrassing thing, hearing Ian ask about it directly, Mashu no longer avoided it.

"Because Senpai hadn't woken up..." she said softly, her violet eyes looking at him with concern.

"I hadn't woken up?" Ian was a little surprised to hear this.

"Yes," Mashu turned around and nodded very seriously.

"Senpai had been lying motionless on the ground for a long time just now... no matter how I called, you wouldn't wake up," she explained, her violet eyes looking at him with worry.

"So—" Mashu's voice lowered a bit.

"I was thinking... could I wake Senpai up in the same way as when we lived together before, using the way Senpai liked very much?" she confessed, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"And it really worked," she added, a hint of relief in her voice.

Saying this, the pink-haired girl looked at Ian cautiously, her eyes like a child who had done something wrong.

"Senpai... I did this without permission, you won't be angry, will you?" she asked, her voice filled with anxiety.

"..." Ian smiled.

"What's there to be angry about?" he asked gently, his gaze loving.

"You are one of my girlfriends... if you are willing to do such a thing, I couldn't ask for more," he said, his voice filled with affection.

"Eh?!" Hearing this, Mashu looked like an explorer who had discovered a new continent, her eyes suddenly becoming much more energetic.

"Then—"

"Let me do it again now!" she exclaimed, her violet eyes sparkling with excitement.

"..." Ian coughed lightly a few times.

"Mashu, I'm happy you feel that way," Ian said gently, his gaze softening.

"But we came here to fix the singularities created by Lev... not to enjoy things like this," he reminded her softly.

"So—" Ian's hand gently stroked Mashu's head, as if treating a very obedient pet.

"After things settle down later, we can play slowly, how about that?" he suggested, his voice soothing.

Hearing this, the pink-haired girl's face flushed, but her expression was also like that of a small pet being doted on by its owner.

"Mmm~" she hummed contentedly.

"I'll listen to Senpai!" she replied obediently.

A few minutes later, the two, having tidied up, stood up.

"Speaking of which—" Ian's gaze swept over the surrounding environment, a bit of thought in his eyes.

"Where are Ritsuka and Mo-chan?" he asked, his brow furrowed.

"Where did they go?"

"This..." Mashu showed a worried expression, looking rather troubled.

"I don't know either," she admitted, her violet eyes filled with concern.

"After Chaldea started the transfer, I felt like I had a very, very long dream," she explained, her voice soft.

"When I woke up, I found that only Senpai was by my side," she added, her gaze still worried.

"As for Ritsuka and Mo-chan that Senpai mentioned... I'm sorry, I didn't see them," she concluded apologetically.

"..." Ian pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly, hugged Mashu, and comforted her softly,

"It's okay, this isn't your fault," he reassured her gently.

"But what about Dr. Roman and the Director?" he then asked, his brow furrowed.

"Didn't they say they had a way to contact us who came to the singularity?"

"That's what they said before we left," Mashu replied, nodding slightly.

While answering Ian, Mashu took a device out of her clothes.

It was a small and exquisite communicator.

"The Director told me... after we got here, we should use this to contact them!" she explained, holding up the device.

"But—" The girl gently tapped the small device.

All that came out was the static sound of a malfunctioning radio.

"It looks like we can't contact them now," she said, her voice a little disappointed.

"..." Although he somewhat wanted to complain that such unreliable things would actually happen to an organization like Chaldea,

Ian thought about it for a moment and instead completely understood why this had happened.

The reason was simple.

After Lev severely damaged Chaldea with an explosion, the savior organization located in Antarctica was actually in a state of semi-paralysis.

Being able to organize a targeted transfer of two Masters and two Servants like this was entirely thanks to Da Vinci's powerful Noble Phantasm.

But in the end, Chaldea had not fully recovered.

It was not something Olga Marie and the others could have predicted that newly repaired equipment would break down again.

However— Ian found that he wasn't too worried about this.

He began to comfort Mashu,

"It's okay," he said gently, his hand resting on her shoulder.

"The Director and Dr. Roman are both there, they will definitely find a way," he reassured her.

"I think... it should recover soon, right?" he added, trying to sound optimistic.

"As for Ritsuka and Mo-chan," he continued, his gaze thoughtful.

"I think—"

"They shouldn't be in such a bad situation either," he concluded, trying to reassure both Mashu and himself.

"...That's true," Mashu said, slightly relieved by Ian's comforting words. She nodded and carefully put away the small device.

"Then Senpai..." she asked, her violet eyes looking at him with anticipation.

"What should we do next? Should we go find Ritsuka and Mo-chan first?"

"That's all we can do," Ian replied, looking towards the distance of the forest path ahead.

"After all, since the location you and I were transferred to is so close... I think maybe they are actually nearby," he speculated.

"That's certainly a possibility!" Mashu, having regained her courage, had a slight blush on her cheeks.

She gripped her fully unfolded round shield and said,

"Senpai, then please temporarily become my Master!" she requested earnestly.

"Yeah, okay," Ian agreed, nodding gently.

Having established a temporary Master-Servant relationship with Mashu (in reality, it was a form of comfort), Ian and she embarked on a journey to find the other misplaced Master-Servant pair, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mordred.

However—

The process was not as simple as imagined.

The two walked from dawn till dusk but still hadn't been able to leave the forest.

Left with no choice, they had to temporarily set up camp and rest for the night.

Fortunately, this kind of wilderness situation was quite easy for Ian to handle.

——Memory Projection activated——

——Recollection——

——Construction——

——Generation——

Ian recalled the various moments he had spent living in Chaldea, and soon used his Memory Projection to create a "room" large enough for the two of them to rest in.

"Senpai, this..." Mashu looked at the "room" in front of her, completely astonished.

"It just looks like it on the surface," Ian explained with a smile. "There's no actual function inside."

"However—"

"It's still okay to use as a resting area," he added, his gaze gentle.

"...That's great," Mashu said, relieved.

After being so relieved, Mashu suddenly realized something.

"Eh, Senpai, you only projected one room," she pointed out, her violet eyes looking at him curiously.

"Then..."

"Mashu, projecting two rooms consumes a lot of magical power," Ian said, gently tapping the bridge of Mashu's nose with his finger.

"Besides—"

"Don't you hope there's only one room?" he asked, a teasing smile on his lips.

Mashu's face was already red and hot.

She nodded shyly but also very happily.

"Yes... I hope so too," she whispered, her violet eyes looking at him with affection.

Late at night.

Inside the projected room.

Ian lifted the blanket and looked at Mashu, whose cheek was pressed tightly against his Dick, sleeping soundly. His expression was both happy and somewhat sentimental.

He knew that she no longer resisted this kind of service to his Dick, and could even be said to enjoy it.

In a sense, Mashu could completely be regarded as his Sex slave.

To be more precise, she should be called an Sex slave with the name of a girlfriend.

After all, she would not refuse any of his requests regarding Sex.

Even if it was a training with a maximum level of embarrassment.

But—

Ian didn't intend to really treat this girl, who was so obedient to him, with that kind of attitude.

On the one hand, he had a promise between men with Cu Chulainn—to properly "marry" every girl he had touched.

On the other hand, he also truly felt Mashu's unique dependence on him.

She even thought about apologizing to him for becoming someone else's Servant just to survive, hoping he wouldn't be angry.

Ian knew that it was difficult for his heart not to develop at least a little affection for such a girl.

He gently put down the blanket, no longer disturbing Mashu's enjoyment of spending time with his Dick.

Then.

The man began to seriously recall everything he had experienced.

He realized that these so-called "simulations" did not seem to be as simple as imagined.

Each of them had played a role.

The "Memory Projection" obtained in Britain allowed him to defeat Artoria and Lev one after another;

The "Inhuman Body" helped him avoid Ophelia's Mystic Eyes attack;

And the "Control Souls" obtained in Heian-kyo allowed him to save Olga Marie from that terrifying black hole;

"Identification" shone brightly by identifying the unusual Koyo.

Everything seemed to have been arranged in the dark—he had to constantly save those who were harmed by the continuation of the Pan-Human History.

Ian always felt breathless every time he encountered such a thing.

That feeling was like fighting against some extremely powerful oppressor.

He wasn't sure if he would completely collapse in one of them in the future.

However—

Once he thought about how they could live happily afterward, such a price became less daunting in an instant.

Getting off track.

Ian once again carefully recalled the third "simulation."

Based on the experience of the previous two times, he would definitely gain some abilities in this one as well.

But as of now, it didn't seem to have manifested yet.

This was something very worth considering.

After all, the sooner he mastered the ability, the stronger his initiative would be.

Just—

Ian also faintly felt that this time might not be as simple as he had expected.

Or rather, it couldn't be that simple.

After all—

That was the memory of transforming into a dragon.

But speaking of which—

If he met Morgan in that form, would she praise him?

With various considerations, big and small, Ian carefully examined each question on the projected bed.

It wasn't until near dawn that his eyes slowly closed in fatigue.

Dawn.

Ian felt a familiar disturbance, then slowly opened his eyes.

He saw that Mashu was already diligently attending to the Dick that had accompanied her for the entire night.

Seeing Ian wake up, she stopped temporarily, her cautious gaze almost asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The man didn't say much, directly pressing the girl's head down a little more.

This was an answer that surpassed all words—it indicated that he liked her careful attention.

A gurgling sound came from the girl's throat, followed by the slurping sound of sucking.

As a Servant, even without any Command Spell control, she would willingly do this.

But just at this moment—

A noise came from the side.

It was the small communication device that Mashu had shown yesterday.

Immediately afterward, a familiar voice echoed in the projected room.

It was Olga Marie.

"Hello hello!"

"Mashu, can you hear me?!" Although the current situation wasn't very suitable, hearing Olga Marie's slightly worried voice, Ian decided to reply immediately.

With one hand, he gently pressed Mashu's head onto his Dick, temporarily preventing her from making any sound.

With the other hand, he picked up the small communication device.

"Director, it's me," Ian said.

"Eh?!" Olga Marie was somewhat surprised to hear Ian's voice.

But she didn't forget her promise.

"I... am not the Director anymore, don't call me that," she said, her voice a little sad.

"No, in my heart, you are still my Director," Ian replied sincerely.

"..." Perhaps feeling a bit reluctant to part with the title of Director, or perhaps moved by Ian's words, Olga Marie didn't argue further.

"Then—"

"Is Mashu with you now?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

"...Mmm," Ian looked at Mashu, who didn't dare to make a sound. "Yes, she is," he confirmed.

"What about Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mordred?"

"...They're not here," Ian replied, his brow furrowed.

"Hiss..." The sound of Olga Marie sharply inhaling came from the device. "As expected, something's wrong," she muttered.

"Director, what's wrong?!" Ian asked, his voice filled with worry.

"Listen, Ian," Olga Marie replied quickly,

"The era you are currently in is France in 1431—extremely strong magical power fluctuations were detected there yesterday," she explained urgently.

"The current situation... may be far more complicated than when we set out!" she concluded, her voice grave.