Confession

Olga was looking at Dr Romani and Da Vinci and seeing them do many things, as some how Kadoc and Anastasia got pulled into this

Olga just looked at them. "This will either go very well or very badly there is zero in-between".

Dr. Romani, who was trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism despite the bizarre situation, looked at Olga with an awkward smile. "Well, considering how things usually go around here, I'd say you're right. There's rarely any middle ground."

Da Vinci, on the other hand, was clearly amused by the entire scenario. She grinned mischievously. "Oh, don't worry, Olga. With my genius and Romani's… well, whatever it is he does, we'll make sure it turns out just fine." She shot Romani a teasing glance, causing him to sigh.

Kadoc, who had somehow been dragged into this, looked over at Anastasia with a helpless expression. "Why… why are we even here? I don't want any part of this."

Anastasia, who was quietly observing the situation, simply shrugged, her icy demeanor not betraying any hint of discomfort. "It seems we are all involved now. Whether we like it or not."

Olga, pacing back and forth, was clearly nervous despite trying to keep her composure. "This has to go perfectly. I can't afford for things to get awkward, especially with Ritsuka. If this goes wrong, I'll never hear the end of it!"

Kadoc muttered under his breath. "I don't know why you're so worried. From what I hear, Ritsuka is oblivious enough to survive most of this unscathed."

Anastasia smirked at Kadoc. "Perhaps, but that's precisely why it could go very badly. Obliviousness often leads to disaster."

Olga groaned, running her hand through her hair in frustration. "Ugh, this is going to be a nightmare. I need everything to be perfect, but I have no idea where to start!"

Da Vinci put a reassuring hand on Olga's shoulder. "Relax, darling. We'll help you figure it out. And besides, when have we ever let you down?"

Olga paused, staring at Da Vinci and Romani with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really want me to answer that?"

Romani sighed. "We'll… do our best. That's the most I can promise."

Olga, slightly more calm but still anxious, nodded. "Alright, fine. Let's just get this over with before I lose my mind."

In the door was Kirschtaria as with him was his shadow servant, as he was looking at them all

Kirschtaria just spoke. "Do I even wanna ask what is going on"

Kadoc just looked at him. "Olga is finally going to confess to Ritsuka that she loves him"

Kirschtaria just looked at Chaldea. "Will I own Pepe money, and Half of Chaldea"

Kadoc them spoke. "Me as will"

Olga just looked at them. "Wait there is bet going on, what sense when and about what".

Kirschtaria raised an eyebrow and folded his arms, his expression calm but clearly amused. "It's been going on for quite some time, actually. We've all been waiting for you to finally confess to Ritsuka. Pepe was particularly confident you'd take forever, and, well, here we are."

Kadoc sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Honestly, I thought it was just some harmless fun, but now it feels like everyone's involved. Half of Chaldea bet you'd chicken out before ever saying anything."

Olga's face turned red with a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. "You mean to tell me the entire organization has been betting on my love life?!" She clenched her fists, glaring at Kirschtaria and Kadoc.

Kirschtaria gave a half-hearted shrug, clearly unfazed. "What can I say? It's been entertaining. But if it helps, I had faith that you'd go through with it eventually."

Olga groaned, placing a hand on her forehead. "Unbelievable… I'm being mocked by my own team."

Anastasia, who had been quietly watching from the side, offered a small, cold smile. "It's not just your team. It's pretty much the entire staff. But, in their defense, it's been quite the spectacle."

Olga's eye twitched. "I don't know if that's supposed to make me feel better or worse."

Kadoc tried to lighten the mood. "Well, look on the bright side. If you confess to Ritsuka, you'll probably win back half of Chaldea's respect."

Kirschtaria smirked. "And more importantly, you'll win my money back from Pepe. Do it for me, Olga."

Olga let out an exasperated sigh, looking around the room at the ridiculousness of the situation. "Great. No pressure, then."

Da Vinci chuckled softly. "Come on, Olga. You've dealt with worse. Just go out there and tell him how you feel. What's the worst that could happen?"

Olga shot her a glare. "Do you really want me to answer that?"

Romani, who had been quietly observing, cleared his throat. "Look, all this betting aside, what matters is how you feel. If you're ready to tell him, just do it. Forget the rest of us. This is about you and Ritsuka."

Olga paused, taking in Romani's words. She sighed again, this time more calmly. "You're right. I can't let all this nonsense distract me." She then turned back to the group with a determined look. "Alright. I'll do it. I'll confess to Ritsuka. And then… well, I'll deal with whatever happens next."

Kirschtaria gave her a nod of approval. "Good luck, Olga. I'll be rooting for you."

Kadoc muttered under his breath. "Yeah, and hoping to win some money in the process."

Olga shot him a warning glare. "Not helping, Kadoc."

As Olga prepared herself mentally for what was about to happen, the room fell into a brief but tense silence, everyone watching her with varying degrees of anticipation.

Kirschtaria then looked at Olga. "How old are you again"

Olga stopped and looked at them. "21"

Kadoc then let out a laugh. "Ritsuka is 18"

Anastasia spoke. "She like them young I gess".

Olga's face turned bright red, and she clenched her fists in frustration. "Excuse me?! It's only a three-year difference! That's hardly anything!"

Kadoc continued to chuckle. "Sure, sure. But it's just funny seeing you get flustered like this."

Anastasia, still smiling slightly, added, "It's cute. But I suppose it does make you the more 'mature' one, right?" She emphasized the word "mature," clearly enjoying teasing Olga.

Olga groaned in exasperation. "I am not some cradle robber! And besides, Ritsuka is mature for his age."

Kirschtaria smirked, leaning against the doorway. "True, true. He's been through a lot, so he's definitely more experienced than most eighteen-year-olds. But it's fun seeing you get worked up over this."

Olga glared at Kirschtaria. "If you all keep this up, I'm never confessing! You hear me?!"

Kadoc waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. We're just messing with you. No need to back out now."

Anastasia nodded, still with her playful smile. "Yes, Olga, don't let a little teasing stop you. We're all rooting for you in our own way."

Olga took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Alright, fine. But seriously, stop bringing up the age difference. It's not a big deal."

Kirschtaria chuckled. "Fair enough. Good luck with the confession, Olga. We'll all be waiting for the outcome."

As Olga stormed off, the others watched her leave with a mix of amusement and curiosity, while Kadoc and Kirschtaria exchanged knowing glances, silently wondering how this love confession would unfold.

Olga stormed down the halls of Chaldea, her mind swirling with a mix of determination and anxiety. The teasing from her colleagues had only added more pressure, but she was committed now. She couldn't back out, not after everything she'd endured to get to this point.

As she reached the door to Ritsuka's room, she paused, taking a deep breath. She could hear muffled voices from inside—Kama, Morgan, Ophelia, and Mash were all in there with him. Her stomach churned at the thought of having to do this with an audience.

She raised her hand to knock but hesitated. What if I screw this up? she thought. What if he laughs? Or worse, what if he rejects me? Her heart raced faster with every passing second.

Finally, she steeled herself. You're Olga Marie Animusphere! Director of Chaldea! You've faced down threats far greater than a love confession. With that, she knocked on the door.

The voices inside stopped, and after a brief pause, the door opened. Mash was the one to greet her, smiling warmly.

"Director, what brings you here?" Mash asked, stepping aside to let her in.

Olga swallowed her nerves and entered the room. Ritsuka was lounging on a couch with Kama on one side and Morgan on the other, while Ophelia sat nearby, seemingly engrossed in a conversation. When they saw Olga, the atmosphere shifted slightly—Kama's smirk widened as if she already knew what was going on, and Morgan's usual calm demeanor remained, though there was a hint of curiosity in her gaze.

Ritsuka, oblivious to the tension, smiled warmly. "Hey, Olga. Everything okay?"

Olga forced a smile, feeling all eyes on her. No turning back now.

"Ritsuka, can we... talk? Alone?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly.

Kama, sensing the shift in mood, stretched lazily.* 'Oh, I see what's happening here." She nudged Ritsuka playfully. "You've got an admirer, hubby~.'*

Ritsuka blinked, completely caught off guard. "Wait, what?"

Morgan, ever the perceptive one, stood up. "Come on, let's give them some privacy," she said, guiding Mash and Ophelia out of the room. Kama followed reluctantly but not before giving Olga a mischievous wink.

Now alone, the air felt thick with anticipation. Ritsuka stood up, looking a little confused but concerned.

"Is everything alright?" he asked again, his voice softer.

Olga felt her heart pounding in her chest. This is it. Just say it. She looked up at him, trying to gather her courage.

"I... Ritsuka, I..." She trailed off, feeling her confidence wavering again. But before she could stop herself, the words came tumbling out. "I like you. No, I—I love you."

Ritsuka's eyes widened in shock. He blinked a few times, processing what she had just said. For a moment, the room was completely silent.

Olga, realizing what she had just done, felt her face flush with embarrassment. "I know this is probably a surprise, and I didn't plan to blurt it out like this, but... it's true. I've had these feelings for a long time, and I couldn't hold them back anymore."

Ritsuka just looked at her and spoke. "Took you long enough"

Olga just blinked and looked at her. "Wait you knew how"

Ritsuka just looked at her. "I maybe Oblivious, but i am not a anime protagonist who doesn't get the sings, I knew sense day one when I walked in to work in Chaldea".

Olga froze at Ritsuka's words, her mind racing. "He knew all along?" She stared at him in disbelief, trying to process what he had just said.

"You... knew since day one?" Olga repeated, still not fully comprehending.

Ritsuka chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, I could tell. You weren't exactly subtle about it, you know. The way you'd look at me, the way you acted sometimes. It was pretty clear."

Olga felt her face flush again, her embarrassment returning tenfold. "And you didn't say anything?"

"I figured you'd say something when you were ready," Ritsuka said, his smile warm but teasing. "I didn't want to push you or make things awkward."

Olga's heart raced even faster now. All this time, she had been overthinking and stressing, and Ritsuka had known the whole time. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or frustrated.

"So you just waited for me to make the first move?" she asked, folding her arms, trying to regain her composure.

Ritsuka shrugged. "I thought it was the right thing to do. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Plus, I didn't want to assume anything, even if I had a pretty strong hunch."

Olga shook her head, exasperated but strangely touched by his patience. "You're... impossible."

Ritsuka grinned. "I get that a lot."

She let out a small laugh despite herself. "You could've saved me a lot of stress, you know."

"Yeah, but then we wouldn't have had this moment, right?" Ritsuka said, his tone playful.

Olga sighed, but a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "You're infuriating."

"I try," Ritsuka replied with a wink.

There was a brief pause, a comfortable silence settling between them as the tension eased. Olga, feeling more at ease now, took a deep breath and looked at him with newfound confidence.

"So... what now?" she asked, her voice steady.

Ritsuka's expression softened, and he stepped closer to her. "Now, we take things one step at a time. I respect you, Olga, and I want to make sure we do this right. No rush, no pressure."

Olga nodded, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "I'd like that."

As they stood there, both feeling the relief of finally addressing the unspoken tension between them, Ophelia suddenly poked her head back in the room, unable to resist interrupting.

"Well, isn't this sweet?" Ophelia teased, grinning ear to ear. "Finally, some progress!"

Ritsuka groaned, while Olga shot Kama an annoyed glare. "Can't you give us a moment?"

Ophelia just laughed. "Hey, I'm happy for you both! But don't forget, you've got a harem, Ritsuka, so you better be ready for the competition~."

Ritsuka sighed. "Thanks, Ophelia."

Olga rolled her eyes, but there was a small smile on her face. "This is going to be an interesting ride," she thought to herself.

Ritsuka then looked at her. "Plus if I had any dout, if became non existent the moment you called me in your office that day and asked what is my type".

Olga felt her face heat up again at Ritsuka's words, her earlier confidence slipping for a moment. "You remember that?" she asked, though she knew the answer already.

Ritsuka nodded with a chuckle. "Yeah, that was a dead giveaway. I mean, not many people would pull someone into their office just to ask what their type is unless they were trying to figure something out."

Olga groaned, her hands coming up to cover her face in embarrassment. "I was so obvious, wasn't I?"

Ritsuka gently pulled her hands away, giving her a soft smile. "It was kind of cute, actually. And flattering."

Olga blinked, her embarrassment slowly fading. "Cute? You think that was cute?"

"Well, yeah," Ritsuka replied. "It showed me that you cared enough to want to know more about me. And it was endearing to see you nervous."

Olga looked away, trying to hide the growing smile on her face. "Endearing wasn't exactly what I was going for," she muttered.

Ritsuka chuckled again. "Hey, you asked, and I gave you my honest answer."

Olga took a deep breath, finally feeling the tension in her chest loosen. "I guess... I should thank you for being patient with me. I thought I was doing a good job at hiding how I felt, but I guess I was wrong."

"To be fair, you did pretty well at first," Ritsuka admitted. "But when you asked about my type, it was kind of hard to ignore the signals after that."

Olga shook her head with a soft laugh. "I can't believe I put myself through all that stress, only for you to know the whole time."

"Well, now that it's out in the open, there's no more need for stress, right?" Ritsuka smiled warmly, his eyes full of understanding.

Olga looked at him and nodded. "Right."

Kama, who had been quietly observing from the corner, couldn't help but add her two cents. "You see, Olga? All that scheming, and Ritsuka was already ahead of you the whole time. Maybe next time, just be upfront and save yourself the trouble."

Olga shot her a playful glare. "You're one to talk, Kama."

Kama just grinned and shrugged. "Hey, I'm all about making things interesting."

Ritsuka shook his head with a chuckle. "Well, things are definitely going to be interesting from now on."

Olga smirked, her confidence returning. "You better be ready, Ritsuka. This is just the beginning."

Ritsuka smiled back, feeling a sense of excitement. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

To be continued

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