Olga Marie was worth saving.
But the price was—
To struggle against established fact.
That is, to defy a destiny of certain death.
"What are you saying! Professor Lev is my father's friend! I won't allow you to slander his innocence like that!"
—Record of the first attempt: Persuading Olga Marie to distance herself from Lev failed; subsequently confirmed her death in the Central Control Room explosion.
"Are you joking? This is a cross-generational operation for Chaldea! I am the Director of Chaldea; how can I not be commanding from the front lines?!"
—Record of the seventh attempt: Persuading Olga Marie to delegate command authority failed; subsequently confirmed her death in the Central Control Room explosion.
"Enough! Ian, if you keep talking like that, get out of here along with that Master candidate named Fujimaru Ritsuka!"
—Record of the twenty-eighth attempt: Tried to pick a fight with Olga Marie in front of CHALDEAS to stall for time; failed. Subsequently confirmed her death in the Central Control Room explosion.
Olga Marie's ending seemed completely nailed shut.
Ian hated that the time regression he obtained after arriving in this world could only achieve this much.
If only the freeze-frame of time had been a little earlier.
Knowing what would happen, he certainly could have saved her.
The one thousand, one hundred and fourteenth time.
After receiving a slap from Olga Marie, just like Fujimaru Ritsuka had, Ian felt he had reached his limit knowing everything would remain the same.
He couldn't save her.
Even though he knew everything, he couldn't do anything about it.
Maybe...
It should just end here.
In the final reboot, he heard a voice.
"You want to save her, right—"
Like a life-saving straw.
"Yes."
"Even if, after this, you are resented and loathed by her, it doesn't matter?"
"...No."
"Then grasp this final chance. From now on, you will have no connection to rewinding time."
"Be sure to engrave this in your heart: do not doubt the choice brought by Slaanesh."
"We are more efficient than anyone else."
Memories flashed by like floating light and passing shadows.
But the myriad pains were known only to Ian.
At this moment, facing him, Olga Marie's heart held only surprise and fear.
That tiny bit of goodwill had completely dissipated into the air because of his words.
"What are you saying?!"
"I'm going to take your first time—"
As if worried Olga Marie hadn't understood, Ian said it again with a heavier tone.
"..."
Now it was truly impossible to have misheard.
Olga Marie's eyes widened slightly.
"Are you kidding?!"
"Ian, get out of my way quickly—the Spiritron Transfer experiment is about to start!"
However, the man showed no sign of wanting to yield the path.
On the contrary, he pressed closer until he had her completely backed up against the edge of the sink.
"Director."
"I will be very gentle."
Olga Marie wanted to avoid the man's gaze, but found her body couldn't move.
"Magecraft...?"
"You're using Magecraft?!"
The man did not answer; he simply hoisted the girl onto his shoulder, carried her into a nearby restroom stall, and placed her down on the toilet seat.
Looking at the hand reaching towards her, the leader of Chaldea knew he wasn't joking.
"Don't...!"
The girl's scream momentarily paused his hand.
But soon, as if he had made up his mind, his movements became rougher.
"Why are you doing this..."
Olga Marie cried out, her eyes full of despair.
Her amber eyes were already slightly moist.
"Even though... after today passes, everything was supposed to get better..."
"Mn..." The man pulled open a certain collar.
Although she usually put on an air of keeping strangers away, beneath those thick clothes was a delicate and pitiful body.
Especially in this moment, the girl's pleading eyes made everything seemingly broken yet beautiful.
"It will get better."
"It will definitely get better."
Will it?
Probably?
Ian didn't know what the ending would be either.
But he knew that this power named Slaanesh had pointed out a path he had never thought of before.
If death is a pry into unavoidable fate;
Then—
Is the future it spies really so flawless that it cannot be shaken at all?
"Director, I'm coming in."
Inside the toilet stall, Olga Marie, lying back against the seat, turned her head to the side, her eyes listless.
She never could have imagined that she would encounter such tribulation before the Spiritron Transfer experiment.
And...
Why did it have to be him?
The one who had always been taking care of her.
Even though if today's experiment went smoothly, there might have been a possibility to talk properly—
It hurts.
It's so painful.
But...
Why, even now, did she feel it wasn't unacceptable?
It was as if there was a faint power pulling her and him together, reaching a consensus of consciousness during the interaction.
The physical restraints vanished.
But Olga Marie found her body wouldn't listen to her commands.
She... was reaching out to him.
One aspect of Slaanesh is named Indulgence.
Harboring self-loathing alongside the absolute pleasure assaulting her mind, Olga Marie conversely wrapped her arms around the man's neck.
She closed her already dazed eyes and used all her strength to breathe hot air into his ear.
"Give it to me—"
"Give me everything—"
It was as if a fire had swept through.
Everything returned to calm.
"Is... is that enough..."
Sitting on the toilet, Olga Marie asked tremblingly.
She didn't dare make too much noise, afraid that the next second she would become even more wretched.
"I've done as you said—you should let me go attend the Spiritron Transfer experiment now, right?"
"Don't worry... I won't speak of this matter."
"At least... let me go over there..." Olga Marie covered her lower abdomen, barely concealed by her dress, "Going there carrying them inside is fine too..."
It was different from all previous results.
This time, Olga Marie used a tone of negotiation, even pleading.
She didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
He did it.
That voice named Slaanesh hadn't lied to him.
This was an unprecedented opportunity!
"How can you run around carrying that stuff?"
A sense of domination Ian had never felt before bred within his heart.
Just one last step.
"Director, give me your clothes."
"I really won't say a—"
"Shut up." The man interrupted Olga Marie's words. "This is an order. There is no room for bargaining."
Ian knew he was being despicable right now.
But he also knew that because of this, he had obtained possibilities he never had before.
"..."
Olga Marie's hands and feet shivered as she undid her buttons.
She felt she couldn't disobey his orders.
"Very good."
Ian caught the clothes Olga Marie handed over, which included some of the girl's small touches of sexiness.
He patted Olga Marie's head.
"Wait for me here."
"No, don't do this!"
Her crying had no effect.
She could only sit on the toilet covering her chest, curling up her legs, watching the man close the door.
However, the moment their eyes met before the door completely shut, the girl seemed to understand something.
"I will absolutely save you."
"Absolutely—"
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