In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

She took a towel from the side, soaked it in the basin, wrung it out, and leaned close to Ian.

"Master, please allow me to wipe your face."

"……it is good."

Ian did not refuse Minamoto no Yorimitsu's request.

With a touch of respect, the latter carefully wiped every inch of his master's face.

The level of care they took was no less than that they would have taken with a work of art.

It took Minamoto no Yorimitsu quite some time to complete this process.

But before Ian could speak, she continued.

"Master, this is the tea porridge I made for you."

"Please have a taste."

Seeing the bowl presented to him, Ian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and began to savor the cooking of Origin Raikou.

"It tastes great, Lai Guang."

"You have a good aptitude for cooking."

however--

Faced with Ian's praise, Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not immediately show his happiness. Instead, he cautiously asked a strange question.

"Master, did you taste anything special?"

"A peculiar taste?"

“Yes.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded. “For example, flavors that would never normally appear in porridge.”

"..."

Ian's gaze lingered on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's impressive chest.

After a moment's hesitation, he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Lai Guang."

"I didn't taste the flavor you described."

"Yes, is that so..." Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked somewhat regretful.

Ian did not pursue the matter further.

He then asked another question.

"Lai Guang, aren't we leaving here yet?"

“Master, it’s not possible yet,” Minamoto no Yorimitsu replied. “After all, this is a place where you once lived.”

"I've only been here a short while. It would be disrespectful to have my master leave with me now."

Others might be puzzled when they hear Minamoto no Yorimitsu say this.

But Ian, as a great Onmyoji, immediately realized that this was her statement based on her understanding of Onmyoji philosophy.

"Laiguang, are you afraid that new strange things will emerge in this village after I leave?"

Ghosts are born from thoughts.

One's own departure may indeed give rise to thoughts of leaving.

"Eh?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu hadn't expected his thoughts to be seen through so quickly.

However, she knew there was no need to hide it, so she simply nodded.

“Even with your dignified presence, Master, there are still monsters like Chuan Chizi who dare to offend this village.”

"I really can't imagine what it will be like after you leave."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Lai Guang, so according to this logic, what do you plan to do?"

"I do not know."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu very honestly acknowledged his weaknesses.

"But I feel that I shouldn't leave so hastily."

"This demonstrates a complete lack of responsibility."

Hearing this, Ian smiled with satisfaction.

"Ah, very good."

"If Lai Guang can think this way, it puts my mind at ease a lot."

"you're right."

"We really shouldn't just leave like this; we should do something about it."

[You've decided to set up a protective barrier around this village based on what Minamoto no Yorimitsu was worried about.]

Your departure time has been postponed.

You're spending much more time together in the village these days.

People often see the two of you together.

"Miss Lai Guang."

A kind old woman said this to Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

"Thank you for the food you sent us before."

“That’s not true.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled slightly. “You provided me with the information I needed, and the food is my reward.”

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was not the kind of person who only knew how to take.

She will inevitably give something back whatever she receives from others.

"Hahaha." The old lady laughed.

Obviously.

She didn't know Minamoto no Yorimitsu's true identity, but she had a good first impression of the girl.

"Thank you very much, Miss Lai Guang."

"Speaking of which-"

The old woman looked at Ian standing next to Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

The latter remained silent, simply listening attentively to their conversation.

"Miss Lai Guang, are you out for a stroll with your husband again today?"

"Eh? Sir?"

Just as Minamoto no Yorimitsu was about to explain, he was stopped by Ian, who was standing to the side.

He smiled and said:

"Yes, Grandma, you're right."

"The weather was nice today, so I went for a walk with her."

"Oh...I see."

The old lady smiled happily—probably thinking that it was a very good thing that Minamoto no Yorimitsu had such a husband.

"Then I won't bother you."

"Yes, Grandma, may you rest in peace."

Watching the old lady walk away contentedly, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was somewhat puzzled.

However, before she could even ask, Ian had already taken the initiative to explain.

"She won't live more than a few days."

"At least let her see what she wants to see before she dies."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was initially startled, but quickly realized that Ian wasn't talking nonsense—he was a great Onmyoji.

Her eyes gradually softened.

"Master, you are actually quite gentle."

"Not only are they quietly protecting this village, but they are also so considerate of the feelings of these people."

"……maybe."

Ian smiled calmly.

"In any case, let's continue to address each other as such until we leave here."

"I understand, Master!"

[You and Minamoto no Yorimitsu have begun to address each other as partners.]

This makes it much easier for you to come and go.

You demonstrated to her how to use a barrier to protect an area.

She was very interested in it and diligently recorded every step.

The barrier was continuously being connected.

Finally, as you returned to the large tree at the village entrance, the barrier solidified into a large circle, enveloping the village within it.

[In this way, unless an extremely powerful monster commits an evil act, it is absolutely impossible for any ghost or monster to harm the people in this village.]

A month has passed.

It's time to leave.

You should hand over the repaired houses to the villagers to manage.