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

It doesn't seem so strange anymore.

After all, as an ultra-orthodox magician, she thinks about things from a different perspective than ordinary people.

"Senior, what on earth is going on?!"

Matthew showed a rare impatience.

"..."

Ian looked at Matthew in front of him. After a moment of silence, he asked again:

"Matthew, do you really want to know why?"

"miss you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Xiu felt a strong impact.

Ian pushed her entire body against the wall and held her hands tightly.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Ian did not answer Matthew's panicked words, but picked up the towel on the side, used it as a temporary rope, and wrapped her hand well.

And then--

He began to approach her, looking like a big bad wolf trying to eat the little white rabbit.

Matthew was scared but did not dare to resist.

She vaguely felt that something bad was about to happen.

However, it does not.

I saw Ian stop after coming to a very close distance.

"Ma Xiu, do you understand what's going on now?"

"I'm not the good senior you thought I was - just a bastard."

"So things like what happened just now are just the beginning, and they will definitely happen one after another in the future."

"All right."

Ian took his hand back.

"Matthew, I've finished explaining."

"If you feel scared, you can leave now."

"..."

The expected bad thing did not happen. After being informed of the truth, Matthew looked at the man in front of him.

She realized that she seemed to have touched another side of him.

"So, senior, are you and Miss Ophelia really not boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"No." Ian replied decisively, "At least not for now."

"Then why would she send you such a message?"

"It's probably an exchange of equal value."

"Equivalent exchange?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, "I learned magic from her, and she gained some spiritual sustenance from me."

"That's the kind of relationship we have."

Hearing this answer, the stone hanging in Mashu's heart fell to the ground.

But soon she realized something.

"senior."

"Then in that case—"

"The reason why you are so good to me is..."

"..."

Although a little cruel, Ian did not hesitate - he never did things in a sloppy way.

He nodded.

"Yes, Matthew, you are right."

"I'm just 'using' you in some way."

"Well...if you want to scold me, you can do it now, I don't mind."

however--

The anger Ian envisioned did not materialize.

Not only that, Matthew actually showed an expression of relief.

"Great."

"That's great?" Ian was a little surprised, "Matthew, don't be like this. If you want to scold me, you can just do it."

"Do not."

Matthew shook his head with a smile.

"I'm very happy now."

"When I was around seniors before, I always had a very unreal feeling."

"It's like stepping on a frozen river, you don't know when you will fall."

"Now that I heard that senior is indeed 'using' me, I feel a sense of peace of mind... I feel much more comfortable all of a sudden."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Ma Xiu, why do you think so?"

"If you know that you are being 'used' by me, you should be angry. It is reasonable to scold me, blame me, or even take action."

"It's only reasonable to do this."

"No." Matthew shook his head again.

"Senior, I can't do this."

"Because...even if it's such a thing as 'taking advantage', senior is the first to do this to me."

"And my seniors have brought me a lot of good things."

"They're all real - the joy of holding hands in front of everyone, drinking the same cold drink, and living together like this."

"This is something I never dared to think about before, but my seniors helped me experience it all."

"so--"

Matthew raised his head and looked at Ian with admiration.

"Even if I'm being 'used', I still feel happy."

"Senior, I like you."

"..."

Hearing this heartfelt confession, Ian felt like something was pricking his heart.

"Matthew, this is wrong."

"You shouldn't feel that way...you clearly know that I don't really like you, I'm just 'using' you."

"You should stop thinking this immediately."

"Of course I understand that the right way is to stay away from my seniors."

"But--"

Matthew walked forward and came to Ian.

Her cheeks were extremely red, but her tone was still firm.

"I really feel happy to be around my seniors."

"So... can you please continue to 'use' me, senior? No matter what you do, please 'use' me like before."

Looking at Matthew in front of him, Ian knew that she was not joking.

This is the most sincere and undisguised thought from a girl.

Such a hot emotional flame is really difficult to extinguish.

The man thought for a long time before speaking again:

"Matthew."

"I have my own purpose in Chaldea - I want to meet some people from the past."

"And after meeting those people, I may abandon you on the spot. No matter how you beg me, I will not pay attention to you."

"Even so, do you still want to be 'used' by me?"

Ian's words were very direct and could even be said to be hurtful.

But this is also the last way he can think of - to make Matthew realize that he is a bastard and stop there.

however.

Matthew nodded directly without any hesitation.

"Well...I do."

"Please let me accompany senior until that time."

The words have ended.

Ian knew that he could not refuse this feeling no matter what.

So--

Just give her a reason.

A reason she was willing to hear at this time.

"I understand."

"Since Mashu thinks it's acceptable to be 'used'...then I won't refuse."

"You, just become my tool in every sense of the word."

"Intelligence, errands, disguise."

"And - the most primitive satisfaction."

After hearing these words, Mashu's eyes widened slightly, but soon returned to normal.

She nodded happily.

"Well, please teach me how to do it, senior."

I don't know how long it will be.

late at night.

All the big lights in the room have been extinguished, leaving only the two small lamps on the bedside still shining faintly.

Fufu curled up into a ball and slept in a small nest in the corner of the room.

This is its exclusive location, which was laid by Matthew himself, and then slightly modified by Ian.

Everything seemed quiet and harmonious—at least on the surface.

However, for Ian at this moment, this is not the case.

I saw him lying on the bed, holding in his hand the plan for director Olga Marie's masters to watch each other.

In front of him was Matthew, who still didn't choose to leave him after learning the truth.

In her eyes, there was only the 49th Master in front of her that she was thinking about.