"This..." Ian's expression was a bit surprised, looking at Ritsuka Fujimaru holding the ○-stick with her cheek. He never expected her to make such a request at a time like this.
No. To be more precise, the part he didn't understand was why Ritsuka Fujimaru had to win a one-on-one "duel" with Mash before summoning a Servant. Without much hesitation, Ian spoke directly, "Ritsuka. I support you wanting to summon a Servant or whatever. But—"
Ian looked at Mash, who was lying unconscious beneath her from excessive pleasure, his expression helpless. "There was no need to put Mash through all this, right?"
"Eh?!" As soon as Ian said this, Ritsuka Fujimaru felt a pang of guilt. She looked at her savior partner, hesitated for a moment, and then explained her reason. "Ian. I've noticed that every time you meet with one of your Servants, you intentionally send the other one away, don't you? Doesn't that mean that Servants shouldn't have too much contact with each other?"
"Uh...?" Only then did Ian realize that Ritsuka Fujimaru wanted to "knock out" Mash because she had learned from his usual habits. After all, he usually didn't intentionally gather Modred and Tamamo-no-Mae together. But—the man knew that the reason he did this wasn't to prevent the Servants from having contact. He simply understood that Modred, being his daughter, would be displeased with Tamamo-no-Mae, who had proactively proposed marriage to him. After all, to her, coming from Britain, this was like a bad woman stealing her father. He never expected... Ritsuka Fujimaru to misunderstand this behavior without a word and even quietly learn it. She was just so eager to improve!
"What's wrong?" Ritsuka Fujimaru asked with a worried expression, realizing that Ian didn't seem to accept her explanation. "Is... what I did wrong?"
"..." Unable to explain the reason for his actions to Ritsuka Fujimaru in a short time—he couldn't exactly tell her that they were his daughter and lover, could he? Ian could only push on, "It's not that it's wrong. But—you didn't have to specifically knock Mash out. You could have just openly told her about it and asked her to step aside, couldn't you?"
"Eh?!" Ritsuka Fujimaru finally realized she didn't just have one option. "Oh, right... if I explained it clearly to Mash, with her personality, she would definitely agree!" "Ah—! That's bad!"
It was truly Ritsuka Fujimaru—after everything, her personality was still as carefree as ever. Of course, there was no malice from her. On the contrary, it was a testament to Ritsuka Fujimaru's hard work—she genuinely wanted to become a Master who could stand on her own, just like Ian. That's why the girl had mimicked the man's behavior.
"No need," Ian stopped Ritsuka Fujimaru. "Mash is already sleeping soundly from pleasure—I think it's best not to wake her up at a time like this."
"Y-you're right..." Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded, then thought of something else. "Then—Ian, shouldn't we not waste this time?"
"..." Seeing the expectant look in Ritsuka Fujimaru's eyes, Ian knew he couldn't refuse her. "Alright. Since you've said so, we certainly can't waste it—but first, we have to untie you from Mash."
"Mm~"
A few minutes later, Mash was sleeping on the table in Room 048. A thick blanket was draped over her body, ensuring that the poor Servant, who had been unfortunate due to Ritsuka Fujimaru's momentary oversight, wouldn't catch a cold from sleeping naked. On the sofa on the other side, Ian sat there, while Ritsuka Fujimaru lay on his lap like a punished child.
"Sigh," the man sighed. "Ritsuka, you need to think more before you act. It's fine that nothing went wrong this time, but if you're this reckless when a big problem arises in the future, the situation will be troublesome."
"I know..." Ritsuka Fujimaru, feeling in the wrong, lowered her head, her expression one of embarrassment.
"Just knowing isn't enough. If you had told me your purpose in advance this time, this wouldn't have happened." Ian tied Ritsuka Fujimaru's hands behind her back. "I... have to punish you properly. To make sure you remember."
Slap. Ian spanked Ritsuka Fujimaru's bottom, and she jolted all over. "S-sorry!" However, the girl's apology didn't make the man stop; instead, he gave her another slap. After a few times, Ritsuka Fujimaru's backside was covered in several handprints, as if it had been a product passing through an inspection center.
"Will you dare to do that again?"
"No! Never again!" Ritsuka Fujimaru had no idea the man had such a domineering side. But in the next second, she realized this idea was completely wrong. Ian said, "Seriously... you don't have to push yourself to become strong like this. Just leave all that responsibility to me."
"..." As soon as he said this, Ritsuka Fujimaru realized he was feeling sorry for her, someone who was trying everything to get stronger as quickly as possible. The "punishment" was more about him regretting not stopping her behavior.
"Ian, that's even more wrong!!!" Ritsuka Fujimaru retorted. "If we leave everything to you... won't we just become a burden?"
"But—" The girl lowered her head, and her tone became apologetic as she realized her mistake. "Since you're so worried, next time something like this happens, I'll be sure to tell you in advance! I won't make you so uncomfortable again!"
"Really?" the man pressed.
"Really!" Ritsuka Fujimaru wiggled her well-developed body like a fish. "I promise you with myself."
"Good, I believe you." The two of them understood more about each other at this moment. He knew about her ambition; and she understood his gentleness.
"By the way—" Ritsuka Fujimaru, lying on Ian's lap, mumbled softly. "Being alone with me like this... don't you have any ideas?"
"But we're not alone right now," Ian said, looking at Mash sleeping on the table. "She's still here."
"Oh, right..." Ritsuka Fujimaru lowered her head, realizing she might have gone a little too far. But soon, she was teased by Ian's next words. "But—even if we're not alone, I can still have ideas. Ritsuka." Ian's finger slid down the beautiful curve of the girl's back, finally stopping at the most shapely part. "I want to play with a little cat today... can you grant me that wish?"
"Eh?" Although not said explicitly, Ritsuka Fujimaru found that she completely understood what Ian meant. The girl, at this moment, was completely unaware of one thing—that her mindset had already subtly become one of obedience to him. "Then—" The girl rubbed her body against the man. "Do you want me to be this cat?"
"That's exactly what I was waiting for, Ritsuka—I love a lively cat like you." Ian stroked Ritsuka Fujimaru's head while reaching into the "treasure chest" Mash had prepared earlier, beginning to search for a tool to turn her into a cat. Then, he pulled out a rather beautiful pink tail with a small bow. It's worth noting that this was not the cat tail Ritsuka Fujimaru used during the last impact—it was actually Mash's. Of course, after that impact, every used tail had been meticulously cleaned and sanitized by Olga Marie. In her words, "I must ensure that Ian can safely enjoy ultimate pleasure with every girl." Yes. Olga Marie had truly come to see herself as Ian's logistical support, willing to provide any service that could enhance their pleasure. This was not only for her, but also for Chaldea. The man knew this, and at this moment, he had a little playful malice.
"Ritsuka," Ian said, shaking the item in his hand. "The one you're getting this time—is the tail that Mash used before. It should be fine, right?"
"Eh?" Ritsuka Fujimaru's body trembled upon hearing this. Clearly, she hadn't expected Ian to play a game that was even more intense than she had imagined. However—she found that she wasn't so resistant to this kind of thing, so she docilely nodded. "I know~" "I also want to try out what Mash's tail feels like—after all, her performance was really good last time."
After saying this, Ritsuka Fujimaru proactively jutted out her hips, making it easier for Ian to proceed with his next move. The man didn't hesitate and immediately began to create his cat for the day. Using the ○-climax fluid Mash had just "poured out," Ian gently applied it to Ritsuka Fujimaru's cat interface. By inserting the tail little by little in just the right way, he could quickly get Ritsuka Fujinya. This kind of thing was something Ian was very experienced with. Using Mash's brand of lubricant, the man gradually expanded the cat interface.
Gudda!
"Mmm~" The girl raised her head, letting out a cute sound like a cat. Ian gently stroked her head and asked softly, "Are you okay? Is it uncomfortable? Do you want me to stop?"
"Don't underestimate me!" Ritsuka Fujimaru bit her lip. "I said I'd be your cat—so no matter what, I have to persevere!"
"Such strong willpower." Saying this, Ian took out a red bell collar from the "treasure chest" and handed it to Ritsuka Fujimaru. "Ritsuka—put this on yourself. But you have to be quick."
"Quick?" Ritsuka Fujimaru realized something. "Ian, don't you want to..."
"You guessed it right." Ian pushed Mash's brand cat tail a little deeper into Ritsuka Fujimaru's back, ensuring it wouldn't fall out. "Having such a cute cat—you'd want to take it out to play, wouldn't you? Ritsuka, you're not going to be unwilling to go out with me like this, are you? Eh? Did you get a reaction in the front already—it seems I'll have to feed the cat before we leave."
The Unexpected Arrival
Ten minutes later, Ritsuka Fujimaru was back in her regular clothes, but with a tail behind her and a cute bell collar around her neck. However, the girl, having just been fed by Ian, was in a bit of a daze. She just silently held Ian's hand, following him like a little stray cat that had been taken home. But Ian didn't like Ritsuka Fujimaru's dazed look—because what he liked most was her energetic spirit. He leaned close to the girl's ear and said softly, asking an extremely embarrassing question, "Was what you ate just now not enough?"
"Eh, no!" Ritsuka Fujimaru quickly shook her head.
"Then were you not happy eating?"
"No!"
"Then since you ate enough and were happy eating," Ian pretended to be a little angry, "then the little kitty can't keep its head down. Raise your head and act like you normally do, okay?"
"Eh?!" Realizing that Ian was paying attention to her reaction, Ritsuka Fujimaru felt extremely embarrassed, but she still did as he asked. She raised her head and replied, "I understand."
Please... don't let anyone else find out.
However, reality was not as difficult as Ritsuka Fujimaru had imagined. Or rather... everyone was busier than she thought. On the way to the Heroic Spirit Summoning System, although the two of them encountered many Chaldea staff members, very few people noticed that Ritsuka Fujimaru had been trained into a cute little cat by Ian. The occasional person who stopped only did so to report their work to the man. By his side, the girl was indeed well-protected. Finally, Ritsuka Fujimaru followed Ian to their destination.
"That's great," the man said, placing his hand on the girl's head. "It really is a wonderful feeling to take your own pet cat out to play."
"So you like this?" Ritsuka Fujimaru looked up at Ian. "Is this your hobby?"
"You could say that," the man did not shy away from the question. "But more than that, I just find Ritsuka like this to be so cute; I get an urge to make you my own."
"Is that so?" The girl put her hands behind her back, her toes rotating slightly on the ground. "Then next time—I'll ○ with you like a cat!"
"..." Ian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "Alright—I'd love to reminisce about what a cat's little ○ feels like."
"Reminisce?"
"I mean, experience," Ian coughed a few times. "But before that," Ian took the girl's hand, "I think we need to complete your Servant summoning."
"..." Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded but was still nervous. "Speaking of which... this is my first time truly summoning a Servant—last time, Mash did it on her own. And I don't have any Holy Relics or anything, so will there be a big problem?"
"It's fine," Ian reassured Ritsuka Fujimaru. "A Holy Relic isn't a necessity for summoning—believe in yourself, and a Servant will surely feel your sincerity and respond to you."
"Mm!" With Ian's encouragement, Ritsuka Fujimaru's confidence soared. "Then what should I do next?"
"Reach out your hand and pour your magical energy into it."
"Got it." Ritsuka Fujimaru took a deep breath and extended her hand toward the Heroic Spirit Summoning System. The blue magic patterns swirled on the glowing wall in front of them. The next moment, a figure appeared before Ritsuka Fujimaru.
However—the moment he saw the person's face, Ian was stunned.
"I have answered your call—I am Gareth. The Seventh Knight of the Round Table, a knight who serves the twin kings of Britain!"
Wait! Did he just summon another daughter?!