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

[The Onmyoji's guidance has been replaced by a warrior's admiration: Minamoto no Yorimitsu will only provide nourishment for you, and this nourishment seems to strengthen your body.]

She truly kept her promise and did what a partner should do for you.

However, you also realize that Minamoto no Yorimitsu's situation might not be as easy as you imagined.

You won't stand idly by.

"Yakou."

Ian admired the rare dessert, bound by rice ropes.

With his tall stature, he easily pulled Minamoto no Yorimitsu into his arms.

"I can sense that the people in the mansion don't seem to want to see me?"

This isn't Ian talking nonsense.

From servants to guests.

He could clearly sense that these people had some reservations about his arrival.

If it weren't for Minamoto no Yorimitsu's status, he probably would have given me a hard time already.

This contradicts her earlier statement that her deeds were circulating in Kyoto.

After all, if someone were truly that famous, they shouldn't be receiving this kind of attitude.

unless--

Ian looked at the docile Minamoto no Yorimitsu in his arms.

There were still some things she hadn't told him.

as predicted.

Just as Ian had predicted, Minamoto no Yorimitsu immediately admitted it after Ian asked the question.

"Yes, Master."

"Actually, I'm the only one in the entire mansion who has ever wanted to visit you."

An answer that was not unexpected.

You could even say we found out a little late.

Ian wasn't angry.

He just wanted to understand the cause and effect of the matter.

"That--"

"Is my reputation in Heian-kyo also fake?"

“No.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook his head. “It’s true.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the idea of ​​visiting my master."

"That being the case..."

Ian was somewhat puzzled.

"Shouldn't my arrival be a joyous occasion for you?"

"Logically speaking, that's exactly how it should be."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was being held by Ian, replied in this way.

"But my father always didn't want me to have too much contact with Onmyoji, so this top-down atmosphere was formed."

Do you know who Minamoto no Yorimitsu was referring to as his father?

That was her father, Minamoto no Mitsuaki.

On your journey to Kyoto, you heard Minamoto no Yorimitsu mention him more than once.

The servants in the mansion would occasionally talk about this man.

In their description, he was a brave and skilled general, but also a man of refined tastes, truly a man of both literary and martial talents.

This kind of person, however, doesn't want his daughter to come into contact with the currently renowned Onmyoji (yin-yang master).

Even if you're considering it from the perspective of your father's concerns, you still find it somewhat strange.

"Yakou."

Ian leaned against his alluring apprentice.

"Then why wouldn't he want you to get involved with Onmyoji? There must be a reason, right?"

At this point, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's expression became somewhat displeased.

She replied coldly:

My father never told me why.

"He just kept ordering me to think that way."

"You seem a bit unconvinced."

Ian gently tied the two rice ropes together, and then, amidst Minamoto no Yorimitsu's soft moan, freed one hand.

"Is it because you feel restricted?"

"No." Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned his face away.

"I just don't like being manipulated like this."

"To endure that command and then go alone to find my master was the greatest respect I could show my father."

An autocratic and unreasonable father;

A straightforward and resentful daughter.

Ian couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

In a sense, they really are an identical father and daughter.

“Lai Guang, perhaps your father is right.”

"You went to great lengths, only to find a frivolous Onmyoji like me—you might as well not have bothered looking for me in the first place."

After saying this, he seemed to be verifying his statement, and made a few more exaggerated movements on the lilacs that were joined together by rice ropes.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu shuddered, but his logic remained intact.

"Master, you are indeed frivolous."

"But that's only limited to when it's in front of me, right?"

The martial artist, with a touch of gentle warmth, recalled every detail of his journey.

He claims to be a frivolous Onmyoji, but in reality, he is a cold-hearted person who ignores the women who pass by him along the way.

Kyoto was bursting with flowers, yet it seemed that not a single one caught his eye.

If such a person is considered frivolous, then perhaps the whole world would be full of frivolous people.

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, you're just doing this to fulfill that promise of 'taking care'?"

Before Ian had designs on other women, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was the only one qualified to take care of him.

So--

relatively.

He also needs to respond to this care.

If Minamoto no Yorimitsu enjoys being taken from, then take from her ruthlessly.

In this way, a relative balance can be achieved.

"Lai Guang, you're really smart," Ian couldn't help but praise.

"I think you would definitely have a way to kill the demon even without me, right?"

"Nothing."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt the heat of the great Onmyoji's magical artifact on his back.

"I have already benefited greatly from the way of exorcising ghosts that my master previously taught me."

"If I were to try to understand this principle by myself, I'm afraid I might not be able to achieve a result even after a lifetime of effort."

"but--"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu tilted his head slightly and looked at the man behind him.

"Master, I do have a question I'd like to ask you."

"what is the problem?"

"Hmm... is water control all you know?"

You realize that Minamoto no Yorimitsu is still surprised by your previous killing of Kawakita Akako.

Perhaps for her, this skill you displayed is a source of confidence that allows her to stand tall in front of her father.

After all, the stronger you are, the more meaningful her actions become.

You decide to do something to prove it.

"That's not true."

Ian denied the claim that he could only control water.

"Yin and Yang are inherently generated within the circulation of the Five Elements."

"so--"

“Besides water, I am also adept at the other four paths.”

"Yakou."

The great Yin-Yang Master took the straw rope from her chest and lifted the mountains and rivers together.

"Bite it."

"..."