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"It's a very good name; it sounds like someone destined for wealth and prosperity."

"but--"

“I will not become your master, so there is no need to call me ‘Master’.”

“No.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook his head. “You will.”

"Although you are not yet, you will definitely become my master after today."

As she spoke, she gently nudged the hilt of the knife with her hand.

The raised blade emitted a bright light, showcasing the weapon's sharpness.

Anyone could tell that she was using her own weapon to threaten him.

The underlying meaning is, "If you don't agree, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

If it were an ordinary Onmyoji, seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu in this state, most would feel threatened and be forced to respond.

however--

But Ian wasn't buying it at all.

He looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu and said:

"Your sword may be sharp, but it also has its uncivilized and dull aspects."

"If it's used as a threat, it's rather childish."

"What did you say?!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was somewhat unconvinced.

"So you want to give it a try?"

"Hmm...it's not impossible."

His competitive spirit was completely aroused by the Yin-Yang Master named Ian in front of him, and Minamoto no Yorimitsu drew the sword from his waist.

"Then you'd better not regret it!"

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu swung his sword at you.]

[It must be admitted that her martial arts skills perfectly match your initial impression.]

[Just from the way she wields the knife, you can tell she's someone who's been training for a long time.]

But at the same time, you also sense her arrogance in this matter.

She seemed to have an excessive amount of confidence in her swordsmanship.

This is a fatal flaw.

You know you can definitely block this attack.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu could never have imagined this.

The man before him had managed to block his longsword with just a small knife.

Is this a coincidence?

Correct!

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Unable to believe this fact, Minamoto no Yorimitsu once again swung his longsword.

But the result was exactly the same.

No matter how she changed the way she swung her sword, Ian could always deflect it accurately with his own knife.

After several exchanges.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was catching his breath, while Ian remained calm and composed.

He looked at her and put away his knife.

"I've said it before, trying to use it to threaten me is child's play."

"Please leave, Ms. Minamoto no Yorimitsu."

Under Minamoto no Yorimitsu's shocked gaze, you returned inside and closed the door.

You have your own things to do.

That is, to ponder what the secret of forgetting truly is.

This is a very difficult process that will consume a lot of your time without you even realizing it.

The sky darkened silently.

You know you need to find something to eat.

Ian pushed open the door.

The clear moonlight fell on the path outside the door, turning everything it touched into a pure white.

The swirling dust seemed to transform into pristine shards of gemstones at that moment.

This should have been a beautiful sight.

Until Ian saw a familiar figure.

That was Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

She remains stuck in the position of having been defeated.

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu has noticed you.]

She looked at you, but said nothing.

You realize that she has been thinking about many things over this period of time.

Why aren't you going back yet?

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him and asked this question.

“Standing in front of a man’s door late at night like this will attract a lot of gossip.”

"Although I don't really care."

"only--"

"Someone like you would have better think about your reputation."

"There's nothing to worry about in this kind of thing."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu drew his sword and planted it in the ground beside him.

The moonlight shone down on the sharp sword.

"I believe it can explain everything for me."

"As for why I'm not going back, it's quite simple."

The martial artist looked at the man before him.

"You are the reason I cannot leave."

"But Miss Minamoto no Yorimitsu—"

Ian answered calmly.

"I think I should have said that 'threats' are meaningless to me, right?"

“Yes.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded.

“Master, you did say that.”

"Therefore, I have deeply reflected on my actions."

"I apologize for my previous offense."

"sorry."

He switched to humble language and simultaneously made an apologetic gesture.

Ian could tell that Minamoto no Yorimitsu was genuinely apologetic for what had just happened.

He wasn't the type to push his luck.

"So, Ms. Minamoto no Yorimitsu, what are your plans next?"

"It's very simple."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at Ian before him, his purple eyes filled with sincerity.

"Master, you must not have had dinner yet."

"Please lend me a bow so I can hunt for what you deserve."

"..."

You realize that Minamoto no Yorimitsu wasn't joking with you.

She really intends to do that.

However, you still intend to refuse her—because even without her, you can get enough to eat.

Just as you were about to speak, you saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu's body trembling slightly.

You suddenly understood.

She was still wearing the same kimono she had worn during the day, and naturally, she was shivering in the cool evening air.

But she was still trying her best to restrain herself, not wanting you to notice.

You felt compassion.

"okay."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him.

“My bow hasn’t been drawn in a long time, and it really needs someone like you to give it a little exercise.”

“But Master, you took out an extra fur coat.”

Faced with the unexpected object, Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed somewhat hesitant.