Rin and Sakura's Future / Super Sensual Devil's Game / Director Wants to Hold Hands

The next day.

Looking at Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was sound asleep with his thigh as a pillow and his jacket as a blanket, Ian felt a mix of helplessness and, more so, happiness. On one hand, he genuinely hadn't expected Ritsuka Fujimaru to have such perseverance, persistently engaging in that until he was willing to press her head down and let him intensely release. Her attitude was in no way inferior to Mash's. On the other hand, Ian found Ritsuka Fujimaru, curled up and sleeping in front of him like this, unexpectedly adorable.

He decided to watch her a bit longer—Ian gently stroked Ritsuka Fujimaru's beautiful orange hair, as if petting a small cat. However, before he could enjoy this for long, Mash and Olga Marie, resting on another sofa in the office, gradually woke up.

First, Mash. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, then looked at her uncovered body and recalled what had happened earlier. She had promised to play with Ian until he was satisfied—! She had actually fallen asleep early because she was too comfortable!

"Senpai!" Mash immediately wanted to apologize, but then saw Ian make a gesture for quiet, then point downwards. The pink-haired girl quickly noticed her Master, Ritsuka Fujimaru, curled up there. Although she didn't know what had happened in between, at least keeping quiet was definitely necessary now. Mash nodded, understanding, then tiptoed up and began changing her clothes in front of him. Due to Ian's extensive "education," she no longer felt any shame about this. Even if asked to stand there naked and pleasure herself, Mash would probably do it. However—Mash knew that Ian definitely wouldn't be that excessive.

While she was changing, Olga Marie also woke up. Compared to Mash, her reaction was much smaller. After all, before Ian arrived, Olga Marie had occasionally just dealt with sleeping on that sofa. Now, it had a strange sense of familiarity. Only—when Olga Marie opened her eyes and saw Mash rummaging through a pile of clothes, and Ritsuka Fujimaru curled up not far away, enjoying Ian's leg pillow, she instantly recalled what had happened.

1 vs. 3! It was 1 vs. 3! Ian had taken down all three of them by himself! How could this guy have so much energy?! That being said, Olga Marie knew she shouldn't be too loud right now. She sat up, mimicking Mash, and began searching for her own clothes in the pile. Of course, Olga Marie's acceptance level wasn't as high as Mash's. Throughout the entire process, she was doing this with extreme embarrassment. To think... Ian was watching the whole time! No. She couldn't think about it anymore. Otherwise, she would definitely lose control in front of him. Starting the morning like this would be far too lewd. Olga Marie warned herself, then clamped her legs together, blushing as she searched for her clothes.

Just then, she noticed her phone light up. Was it a message from Ian?

[Director.]

[Come out after you change.]

"..." Although she didn't know Ian's intentions, Olga Marie quickly replied with an "Okay."

A few minutes later.

"Mash, the Director and I are going out for a bit," Ian instructed. "Ritsuka is temporarily entrusted to your care."

Mash, sitting on the sofa and acting as the secondary leg pillow for Ian, nodded. "No problem! You can trust me!" For Mash, being able to help Ian was a great achievement!

Click. The Director's office door opened, then closed. Ian and Olga Marie walked out. In the hallway, the two walked side by side, but their demeanors were completely opposite. Ian walked with his head held high, his steps firm, appearing confident and composed; Olga Marie, however, kept her head down, looking very shy. Occasionally, when they encountered someone, she would lift her head, blushing, and greet them.

"Director," the man couldn't help but ask. "Do you really dislike being out with me?"

"No, that's not it at all!" Olga Marie immediately denied his assertion. "How could I dislike being out with you?!"

"Then why do you keep your head down... as if you don't want to see me at all?"

"This..." Olga Marie mumbled her inner thoughts. "I'm just afraid of people misunderstanding... If they knew about our relationship, it would cause you a lot of unnecessary trouble. They might even think there was some shady deal behind me giving up my position to you."

"..." Listening to Olga Marie's explanation, Ian smiled. Then, he actively took her hand, holding it firmly in his own.

"You... what are you doing?!" Olga Marie panicked immediately. "Let go of me! You idiot!"

"Do you really want me to let go?" Ian raised their clasped hands to the girl's face. "Director, are you sure?"

"..." Olga Marie's throat subtly moved, then she turned her face away. "Of course I don't want you to! But... people will talk."

"Who dares to gossip?" Ian countered. "Does the Director not even have the right to choose who she holds hands with, belonging to Chaldea instead?"

"Of course not—!"

"Then there's your answer," Ian's gaze swept over Olga Marie, adding a hint of firmness. "Every part of the Director's body... is already ingrained in my mind. You are already my possession, understand?"

"..." Hearing these seemingly threatening words, Olga Marie felt no resistance within her heart. Because she knew that his actual meaning wasn't to declare ownership over her, but to reassure her not to worry about holding hands causing gossip among other Chaldea members. This guy, really... Olga Marie turned her face away, but tightened her grip on his hand even more.

"I'm not your possession. I'm your girlfriend!!"

At these words, the corners of Ian's mouth curved slightly. He knew that Olga Marie had gathered a lot of courage to say something like that.

"Is that so?" "Then, Director, you'll have to prove it well from now on."

"Of course!"

In fact, just as Ian had said, Olga Marie's worries were completely unfounded. She indeed had the full right to hold hands with whomever she pleased; there was nothing questionable about it. Furthermore, Olga Marie's work ethic was well-known to everyone. While the results of her efforts might not have always been perfect, in terms of diligence, she was second to none. Not to mention that the person she was holding hands with was Ian himself. There were no objections, at most just teasing smiles of blessing. Olga Marie realized she had indeed overthought things. No one actually cared about her holding hands with Ian.

Finally reassured, Olga Marie quickly recalled the initial message. She quietly asked, "Ian, what did you call me out here for... It can't be just to hold hands, can it?" To be honest, if Ian had confirmed that, Olga Marie wouldn't have been sad at all; she would have been quite happy. Because that would mean that among the three of them, he was most sexually interested in her. This was... an opportunity to win over them!

However, things did not turn out as wonderfully as Olga Marie had hoped. Ian quickly replied to her question with a question.

"Director, if I recall correctly—" Ian's gaze fell on Olga Marie's chest. "The materials you've prepared, they're all from the Clock Tower, aren't they?"

"Yes," Olga Marie nodded. "I've already taken over my father's position at the Clock Tower—so I naturally have the right to access those materials. I just took whatever I felt would be useful." "Ian, why are you asking this?" Olga Marie mumbled. "You're not doubting that I didn't give Ritsuka the best materials, are you? Hey! Is my image in your mind that bad?"

"Of course, that's not what I mean," Ian said with a smile, shaking his head. "I just wanted to confirm if you had Clock Tower data. Because—I want to ask you to find someone."

"Find someone?"

"Yes, some very important people to me," the man's expression grew serious.

Ten minutes later.

Inside Chaldea's library and data room. As a place housing many important items, this was one of the first areas Da Vinci-chan repaired using her Noble Phantasm, The Universal Human. Additionally, it was relatively far from Lev's original explosion site. Therefore, it currently looked as if it had never been damaged.

For Olga Marie, this place also held special significance. It was where she first performed her special service for Ian as his secretary. Thinking of this, the girl's face immediately flushed. However, she knew this was not the time to recall such things.

"If you want to find people through my data—" Olga Marie's fingers hovered over the keyboard. "Let me just say, I haven't moved everything over. The person you're looking for might not be in here."

"I know," Ian nodded. "I'm just asking you to try. Besides—I think they deserve to be recorded."

"Alright then," Olga Marie looked at the screen. "Tell me the name."

"Sakura Tohsaka."

"Sakura—Toh—sa—ka—" Olga Marie typed a line of text. "Hmm... this one's here. She's... a student in Lord El-Melloi II's Modern Magecraft and Mineralogy departments, later dropped Mineralogy, and enrolled in the Spiritualism department. During her studies—her academic performance was graded as excellent across the board; she's a very impressive person."

"Really?" Ian was overjoyed.

"Of course it's real!" Olga Marie looked up, somewhat displeased. "This is data I copied verbatim!"

"Then how about Rin Tohsaka?"

"Rin—Toh—sa—ka—" Olga Marie typed another line. "This one's here too. She's... a student in Lord El-Melloi II's Modern Magecraft and Mineralogy departments. During her studies—her academic performance was graded as excellent, but..."

"But what?" the man pressed.

"But she failed a subject called Modern Information Magecraft—I remember that was a filler course you could pass just by knowing how to use electronics?"

"..." Although it was brief information, Ian could basically confirm one thing. That the Tohsaka sisters' lives had not completely collapsed after he left. This was truly good news.

Just then, he thought of a name. "Check for Vivian?"

"Vi—vi—an—" Olga Marie typed another line. But unlike before—this time, she shook her head. "No relevant information at all."

"This..." Ian's heart sank. He quickly realized that Morgan had erased the traces of her life at the Clock Tower with magecraft—it would be effortless for a mage of her caliber. But what was she planning to do?

"Ian, you just said these three people are very important to you," Olga Marie looked up, hands on her hips. "But they're all girls. Could it be... more girlfriends again!"

"Uh..." Before Ian could explain, something unexpected happened. The computer screen, which had just been displaying data, suddenly went black. When it lit up again, it showed a spinning golden Holy Grail. Below it were several lines of accompanying text.

"Perfect alone time, isn't it~☆"

"Then—let's play a super sensual devil's game~?"

"Please find a way to make the adorable Director reach double climax—!"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to leave this place~?"