The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

"pretty good."

"If you have this idea, it may be a precursor to the next step."

Damn.

What are you talking about?

but--

Seeing Matthew's happy look, Ophelia felt that this was not unacceptable.

Just like Ian said.

What qualifications does a "hypocrisy" that changes nothing have to blame the "despicability" that brings pleasure?

But is it really right to let things develop like this?

This is much harder to answer than the Clock Tower knowledge questionnaire.

Ophelia covered her forehead, looking very embarrassed.

At this moment, Ian, who had been sinking for a long time, suddenly stood up.

"Matthew, Ophelia."

"Hey, senior, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Then, this is for you -"

Matthew took out a mobile phone.

"Yesterday I discovered that senior doesn't seem to have a way to contact other people, so I went to get one for you today."

"...It already has my number in it!"

"Senior Ian, if you need anything, you can contact me at any time!"

"..."

Ian took what Matthew handed over.

"Thank you, Matthew."

"You're welcome! Senior, just use it!"

"Well, it does come in handy."

Ian looked at Ophelia beside him.

"Leave a contact information."

Matthew is no longer worried about Ian's behavior.

After all, Ophelia had just admitted that she had no thoughts about Ian.

Is there any problem in leaving contact information like this?

But Ophelia always had an ominous premonition - she felt that Ian had to do something more.

really.

After adding the contact information, Ophelia saw Ian's message coming from her mobile phone.

"Don't go anywhere tonight, wait for me in the room."

"I still have something to ask you about summoning Morgan!"

100. If you become a magician, you can see her, right? ([-] words chapter)

Late at night, in room 016.

Ophelia was sitting on her bed, waiting with worry on her face.

If there is anything in her life that she regrets very much, then coming into contact with Ian is definitely one of them.

This guy didn't look like he wanted to let him go at all.

The means of doing things are even more outstanding.

Ophelia didn't know what would happen if this continued.

But now one thing is certain.

That means that he has actually fallen into an "isolated island" state.

There is no way to leave, but even if you want to ask for help, you don't know what to do.

What will happen next...

to be frank.

Ophelia, who was being held hostage, was a little scared - this was the first time she had felt like this since she left the clock tower.

Just now.

The mobile phone placed beside the bed lit up.

Ophelia picked it up with trembling hands, and then saw the name she least expected to see.

Ian Pendragon.

He sent himself a message.

"I'm here, please open the door."

"..."

Ophelia dared not refuse him.

Because she knew that the other party was somewhat abnormal now.

Her hand touched the doorknob.

A click.

The door opened.

Ian just stood at the door.

"Can you come in?" he asked knowingly.

"Yes...of course I can."

As Ophelia said this, she made way for Ian to walk in.

click.

The door closed again.

"It looks much more comfortable this way."

Ian said this as he looked at the environment in the room in front of him.

"Ophelia, what do you think?"

"……I have no idea."

Ophelia looked away.

"What's the matter with you? Tell me quickly."

"..."

Ian turned back and looked at Ophelia in front of him.

"Are you afraid of me?"

In the phrase.

Ophelia's eyes widened a bit.

But she didn't know whether speaking out her feelings directly would anger the other party - the best way was to hide it.

"I'm... not afraid of you."

"really?"

Ian moved towards Ophelia, who kept backing away until she was leaning against the wall, unable to retreat.

The man's hands were on the top student magician's ears.

"answer me."

"Are you afraid of me?"

The voice is very nice, and at the same time it has an inexplicable gentleness.

If it wasn't for the fact that she knew that it was meant to intimidate her, Ophelia felt that she might like the voice.

But now, she can't stand it.

The throat seemed to be crawling like a caterpillar, and finally it rolled out, forming words that were neither spit nor pleasant.

"Yup!"

"I'm just scared, what's wrong?!"

"You've been slipping away from me like this all day, why can't you make me scared?!"

"Ian, you are a lunatic!"

Ophelia said all her thoughts at once.

She was doubly suppressed physically and magically, and could not even use her magic eyes. She knew that what she said would definitely lead to considerable consequences.

But I really couldn't hold it anymore - this kind of mental pressure was too much.

However, the final result was beyond Ophelia's expectation.

Ian was silent for a while, and finally gave her a hug.

"Feel sorry."

"I'm a little abnormal."

"But I just wanted to make sure you could help me."

"you……"

Ian's attitude made Ophelia feel at a loss.

But she's not the kind of person who can mess up her brain with just a hug.

He is still an extremely dangerous existence in front of him.

"Then let me go, I'm going to change clothes!"

"Okay." Ian didn't stop him in any way.

in the bathroom.

Ophelia looked in the mirror and gasped for air.

She thought she had understood Ian.

But now it seems that is not the case.

It seems-

You need to be tougher later.

Ophelia touched the clean shaven place and made up her mind.

After changing into her pajamas, she left the bathroom.Just when he was about to act on his inner thoughts, he saw an unexpected scene.

I saw Ian holding a book and looking at it quite seriously - it was a magic book on the bookshelf, which was obscure and difficult to understand.

That frown was proof of the effort.

"what are you doing?"

Ophelia looked at Ian in front of her and asked in confusion.