At a high-end restaurant near Chaldea Academy.
“What are your reasons for working part-time?” Morgan asked unhurriedly, stirring her caramel coffee with her slender hand.
Mainly because of your daughter, Baobhan Sith.
Just kidding, Eikou certainly wouldn’t answer that way.
He said honestly, “Of course, it’s to earn more money, expand my circle, build connections, and diligently improve myself.”
It wasn’t entirely a lie; he was indeed aiming for those goals.
“I see,” Morgan, sitting opposite him, nodded thoughtfully, seemingly pleased with his answer.
“I already thought you had potential, but now I see you seem even more capable than I imagined.”
“You flatter me.
Actually, I’m not that remarkable; I’m just a student.”
“That’s what makes you remarkable.
Even though you haven’t officially stepped out of school yet, your vision is already so broad.”
Morgan, sitting opposite, looked at him, a gentle, serene smile gracing her lips.
The soft night outside the window brushed over her beautiful, dignified, fair face like waves, breathtakingly beautiful.
For a moment, Eikou felt as if he were facing a saint who had descended to the mortal world.
From every angle, Morgan was indeed an elegant and noble peerless beauty.
Just then, Eikou suddenly felt something gently brush against his leg.
He didn’t pay much attention, thinking it was probably Morgan or Gawain, sitting opposite, accidentally kicking his foot.
However, Eikou quickly realized something was amiss, because this thing kept pressing against his ankle, showing no intention of leaving.
Instead, it gently and aggressively brushed against his pant leg, teasing him like a clingy cat, rubbing against his skin.
That elastic, warm, and silky smooth touch…
“???”
Eikou cautiously glanced under the tablecloth and, sure enough, it was Morgan’s delicate foot hooking his ankle.
He looked up at Morgan with a puzzled expression.
The latter acted as if nothing had happened, casually stirring her coffee with a spoon, her captivating blue eyes showing a hint of mature, alluring charm.
“Eikou, since you need money and want to improve yourself, how about signing a contract with me?” Morgan said gently.
“I promise, I will train you to be the most perfect man.”
“Oh, oh, Mother, do you mean you want to sign a long-term contract with Eikou?” Gawain asked with a smile, completely unaware of her ulterior motive or the undercurrents beneath the table.
No, no, she wants to sign a marriage contract, Eikou thought.
And under the table, her physical contact didn’t stop; her beautifully shaped toes moved up his calf, stirring his heartstrings.
Eikou’s heart rate suddenly accelerated.
“Uh…”
“What’s wrong, Lord Eikou?” Gawain asked, puzzled, hearing his strange sound.
“N-nothing…”
Fortunately, the tablecloth was blocking them, so the situation hadn’t yet been noticed by Gawain next to them.
Feeling the soft touch on his calf and seeing Gawain’s oblivious expression, a strong sense of impropriety made his heart pound violently.
His heartbeat was so loud that he was afraid they could hear it.
Morgan, you’re intentionally trying to ‘steal’ me in front of your own child, aren’t you?
Elegant and dignified in public, but in private, you’re devouring everything, right?
Could it be that Gawain is also part of our ‘play’?
“That’s right, I want to sign a long-term contract with Eikou.
I wonder what he thinks.” Morgan finished and then turned to Eikou.
“Regarding my sincerity, you should have felt it firsthand, right?”
Her delicate foot was teasing Eikou’s thigh.
Eikou couldn’t help but look up at her, finding her upper body sitting upright at the dining table, elegantly sipping caramel coffee, leaving a bit of milk foam on her delicate cherry-colored lips.
She smiled, deliberately licking her lips seductively in front of him, cleaning off the milky white foam.
Eikou’s face immediately turned red.
Although he felt that he wasn’t a man who would be easily led by the nose by women, facing a peerless beauty of Morgan’s caliber, he indeed became defenseless…
How was he supposed to pursue Baobhan Sith now?
He was practically about to get together with her Mother before even pursuing her, wasn’t he?
Eikou felt like he was about to fall.
Ding.
Morgan was still teasing him, and just then, his phone suddenly chimed with a message notification.
Eikou opened his phone, glanced at it, and then froze.
The phone screen clearly read:
[Sesshouin Kiara, who was imprisoned in the Chaldea Reformatory, recently escaped!
This person is extremely dangerous.
She previously spread suspicious doctrines in the reformatory and has a large number of fanatically loyal followers.
She incited followers to riot on a large scale in prison.
She has many dangerous individuals under her command, and her words are highly deceptive and threatening.
All citizens are advised to be careful when going out at night and to avoid acting alone.]
“Holy crap, this one is even more of a heavyweight!”
This was the Sister Sessyoin who, a long time ago, wanted to see his ‘Tower of Babylon’ and ended up being reported to the police and sent to prison by him!
She actually escaped from the reformatory?!
A cold, ominous feeling instantly swept over his heart, as if Sesshouin Kiara was blowing a chilling breath on the back of his neck.
Is she…
escaping to find me?
Eikou thought uneasily.
He was the one who sent Sessyoin in back then.
Now that Sessyoin had returned, it was highly likely she would seek revenge on him.
Me fighting Beast III, is this for real?
He was just a human, and although he had a bunch of Heroic Spirits’ inherent skills, he didn’t have their exclusive Noble Phantasms.
If Sessyoin was coming to take revenge on him, he probably wouldn’t have any means of counterattack, or he would have to live forever accompanied by others.
“Sure enough, I still have to rely on the Social Gathering to improve my strength, huh?”
“En…”
He took a deep breath.
“What’s wrong, Eikou?
Your face looks terrible,” Morgan said indifferently, her long, beautiful leg still gently caressing his leg.
“…Ms.
Morgan, your suggestion is truly very tempting, and I very much want to sign this contract with you right now.
It would be an honor for me to become your ‘long-term contract worker.'”
“Oh?”
Morgan’s delicate foot was slowly sliding up Eikou’s calf to his thigh.
And just then, he grabbed her ankle!
“Ah!”
Morgan let out a sweet, flustered gasp, realized the situation was not good, and quickly tried to pull back.
But her ankle was already tightly held by Eikou; she couldn’t break free at all.
His Strength was B+.
“…It’s just a pity that I can’t agree to you right now,” he continued casually, “because I still have something I absolutely must do.
If you haven’t changed your mind after I’ve finished this matter, then ask me again, Ms.
Morgan.”
With that, Eikou aimed at the sole of her foot, found an acupoint, and pinched it slightly with his fingers.
I must attend the Social Gathering!
I must conquer Baobhan Sith and arm myself as much as possible!
Before he had the means to resist Sessyoin, he couldn’t indulge in pleasure!
“Ah~”
When he pressed her sole firmly, Morgan let out a sweet, charming cry, even more delightful than before.