An expensive restaurant near Chaldea Academy.
"What is the reason for you two seeking work-study?"
Morgan slowly asked, stirring her caramel coffee with a delicate spoon.
Mainly because of your daughter, Baobhan Sith.
Joking aside, Ei would never answer that way. He replied sincerely, "Of course, it's to earn more money, expand my social circle, make connections, and diligently improve myself."
It wasn't entirely a lie; he was indeed pursuing those goals.
"I see."
Morgan, sitting across from him, nodded thoughtfully, seeming quite satisfied with his answer.
"I previously thought you were a talent with great potential, but now I see you are even more capable than I imagined."
"You flatter me. I'm not that remarkable, just a student."
"That is what is remarkable about you. Even before you have formally left campus, your vision is already so broad."
Morgan looked at him, a gentle, serene smile curving her lips.
The soft night light from outside the window brushed over her beautiful, composed, pale face like waves, an breathtaking sight that made Ei momentarily feel he was facing a holy mother descended to earth.
From every angle, Morgan was indeed a stunningly noble and peerless beauty.
Just then, Ei suddenly felt something gently brush against his leg.
He didn't pay much attention, assuming it was just Morgan or Gawain accidentally kicking him under the table.
However, Ei quickly realized something was wrong, because whatever it was remained pressed against his ankle. Far from leaving, it was gently and aggressively tracing his trouser cuff, rubbing against his skin like a clingy cat, teasing him.
It was elastic, warm, and had a silky, smooth texture...
"???"
Ei cautiously glanced under the tablecloth. Sure enough, it was Morgan's exquisite foot hooking his ankle.
He looked up at Morgan, utterly confused. She acted as if nothing was happening, casually stirring her coffee with a spoon, her gorgeous blue eyes reflecting a mature, alluring femininity.
"Ei, since you need money and want to improve yourself, how about we sign a contract?" Morgan said gently. "I promise, I will mold you into the most perfect man."
"Oh? Mother, are you suggesting a long-term contract with Ei?"
Gawain asked with a smile, completely oblivious to her hidden meaning and unaware of the surging undercurrent beneath the table.
No, no, she wants to sign a marriage contract, Ei thought to himself.
And under the table, her skin-to-skin contact did not stop. Her beautifully shaped toes traced up his calf, pulling at his heartstrings.
Ei's heart rate immediately accelerated.
"Uh..."
"What's wrong, Sir Ei?"
Hearing the strange sound he made, Gawain asked, puzzled.
"N-nothing..."
Fortunately, the tablecloth blocked the view, preventing Gawain from noticing the odd situation.
Feeling the soft touch on his leg, and seeing Gawain's innocent expression, a powerful sense of transgression made his heart pound fiercely. He was afraid they could hear it.
Morgan, you're intentionally trying to flirt with me right in front of your own child, aren't you? Elegant and proper in public, stealing public property in private, is that it?
Could it be that Gawain is also part of our play?
"Yes, I want to sign a long-term contract with Ei. I wonder what his thoughts are."
Morgan turned to Ei. "You should have personally experienced my sincerity by now."
Her delicate foot was tracing Ei's thigh.
Ei couldn't help but look up at her. He saw her sitting upright at the table, elegantly sipping her caramel coffee, leaving a trace of milk foam on her soft, cherry-colored lips.
She smiled and deliberately licked her lips alluringly in front of him, cleaning off the creamy white stain.
Ei's face instantly flushed.
Although he considered himself a man who wouldn't be easily led by women, facing a peerless beauty of Morgan's caliber, he found himself completely powerless to resist.
...How am I supposed to pursue Baobhan Sith now? I'm already about to get together with her mother before even starting on her!
Ei felt himself about to surrender.
Ding.
Morgan was still teasing him when his phone suddenly chimed with a notification.
Ei opened his phone and quickly glanced at it, freezing immediately.
The phone screen clearly read:
[Kiara Sessyoin, incarcerated at the Chaldea Correction Facility, has recently escaped!]
[This individual is extremely dangerous. She previously spread suspicious doctrines within the facility and commands a large number of fanatically loyal followers. She incited believers to stage a massive riot in the prison. She has many dangerous individuals under her command, and her speech is highly deceptive and threatening. The public is advised to be vigilant when going out at night and to avoid traveling alone.]
Holy crap, this one is even more of a big deal!
This was the older sister, Kiara Sessyoin, who long ago wanted to see his "Tower of Babylon," but whom he had reported to the police and sent to prison!
She actually broke out of the Correction Facility?!
A cold sense of dread instantly washed over him, as if Kiara Sessyoin was blowing chilly air on the back of his neck.
Is she... coming for me after escaping?
Ei thought anxiously.
He was the one who put Kiara in jail. Now that she had returned, she would likely seek revenge.
Me, fighting Beast III? Are you serious?
He was just a human, and although he possessed many unique skills of Heroic Spirits, he lacked their exclusive Noble Phantasms. If Kiara Sessyoin was seeking revenge, he would have no means of resistance unless he lived permanently under someone else's protection.
It seems I really do need to boost my strength through that mixer.
"Hmm..."
He took a deep breath.
"What's wrong, Ei? Your complexion looks terrible."
Morgan spoke lightly, her long, beautiful leg still gently tracing his.
"...Madam Morgan, your proposal is truly tempting, and I would love to sign this contract with you right now. It would be an honor to be your 'long-term contract worker.'"
"Oh?"
Morgan's delicate foot was slowly gliding up his calf, reaching his thigh.
It was at that moment that he grabbed her ankle!
"Oh!"
Morgan let out a sweet, flustered gasp. Realizing the situation was dire, she quickly tried to pull back.
But her ankle was tightly held by Ei. She couldn't break free.
His Strength is B+.
"...It's just that I can't accept your offer right now," he continued casually. "Because I have something I absolutely must do first. If you haven't changed your mind after I've finished that business, then please ask me again, Madam Morgan."
With that, Ei aimed at the sole of her foot, found a pressure point, and squeezed his fingers slightly.
I must go to the mixer! I must capture Baobhan Sith and arm myself as much as possible!
Until I have the means to resist Kiara Sessyoin, I cannot indulge in pleasure!
"Aaaah~"
With him firmly pressing the sole of her foot, Morgan let out an even more captivating and sweet cry than before.