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

The room was cleverly divided in two by the moonlight streaming in from the sky.

The man stood in the darkness, while the warrior knelt in the light.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu stretched out his hand toward the dark side, and then touched the ritual implement that he was supposed to serve well tonight.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she cautiously reminded him:

"Master, my apologies."

"I'm counting on you, Raikou."

After a brief exchange of words, Minamoto no Yorimitsu began to fulfill the responsibilities of a disciple.

Her left hand grasped the part where the ritual implement connected to the golden silk ball.

His right hand was used to wipe the dust off the surface of the ritual implement's handle.

Unlike before, without the towel to block the view, the whole process became much smoother and there was no way to stop.

"Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt the familiar warmth, and his eyes now held a hint of joy beyond that of being a disciple.

"Please give me your love and care."

"it is good."

Upon hearing Ian's response, Minamoto no Yorimitsu slowly released his grip.

Then, the magical artifact slowly emerged from the darkness.

It responded to Minamoto no Yorimitsu's expectations and pressed against her clean forehead.

"Lai Guang, thank you for your hard work."

"No, that's not true. It's my honor to be able to help Master."

After speaking, Minamoto no Yorimitsu closed his eyes with a blissful expression.

The next moment, she heard the sound of heavy rain pouring down.

It touched its own forehead;

It passes through the Liangchuan River between the eyes;

It drew a river there, all the way to the tip of the nose, but then parted ways, scattering to the left and right;

Finally, it reached the edge of the waterfall.

Tick ​​tock.

The warrior felt the same sensation on his chest.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu then realized this.

I used to really enjoy sitting quietly in the rain.

That was a beautiful memory that belonged only to him and her.

You are not only receiving care from Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

You are also fulfilling your promise.

[You have begun operations within Kyoto, investigating the origins of the 'Nen' within the Minamoto clan.]

This is not a simple process.

The Genji clan held a very high position in Heian-kyo, and such a rash act of declaring that they were there to eliminate 'spiritual' was naturally not permitted.

Therefore, you can neither effectively utilize Genji's immense power, nor can you effectively publicize your objectives to others.

But this is no challenge for you at all.

Because you are the most powerful Onmyoji in all of Heian-kyo.

[Grand Onmyoji+ upgraded to Grand Onmyoji++: Having resumed your role as an Onmyoji, you are gradually regaining your familiar sense of self, and your sensitivity to the supernatural has greatly improved.]

You were the first to discover the 'reverse pillar'.

Trees have an upper and lower section when they grow.

If the carpenter carelessly reverses the direction of the pillar during its construction and places it in a damp place, a disgruntled monster may be born.

The name of this demon is "Reverse Pillar".

"Yakou."

"Remove the part that has grown the 'reverse pillar' and control it with a cursed seal," Ian said to Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was standing to the side.

"Kill it now."

"Yes!"

Grasping the longsword that Ian had cursed, Minamoto no Yorimitsu took a deep breath, preparing to personally slay this monster.

But at that moment, she suddenly stopped there.

Ian noticed this unusual behavior quickly and immediately asked:

"Lai Guang, what's wrong? Why aren't you making a move?"

"Master..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned around, his expression showing great hesitation.

There seems to be a child in here.

"..."

Ian's face darkened.

He came to Minamoto no Yorimitsu's side.

as predicted.

The "reverse pillar," which had just been emitting a strange aura, has now transformed into the face of a crying baby.

Even watching it up close like this, you get that feeling of someone burying a child in Saga.

This is a completely different situation from when "Kawako" was in his prime.

But Ian did not hesitate.

He snatched the sword from Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand and forcefully plunged it into the face.

There was a bang.

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The "reverse pillar," believed to cause the fire, was reduced to charcoal in the blazing heat, then turned into a black shadow and drifted away in the wind.

"Lai Guang!"

“You did a very bad job this time!” Ian’s voice was stern and critical.

"I should have said that when exorcising ghosts, one must never hesitate like this!"

"Yes, sorry!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu immediately apologized and then lowered his head.

Seeing her like this, Ian's anger subsided considerably.

He sighed, pulled her into his arms, and gently stroked her long hair.

"Yakou."

"It is certainly a good thing to have a kind heart."

"But you absolutely cannot have this mindset when exorcising ghosts—if I hadn't been there just now, you would probably be in danger right now."

"promise me."

"From now on, we must never make this mistake again."

"No matter what form it takes—if it's a ghost you should kill, then you must not hesitate!"

"I see."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, nestled in Ian's arms, remembered everything he said.

You and Minamoto no Yorimitsu continue your master-disciple training in Kyoto.

[You killed both "Taka-chan" and "Miyuki Nyudo" in succession.]

These are the vengeful spirits of those who couldn't marry because they were too tall, and ghosts that enjoy frightening people.

Although they weren't particularly powerful, they were already quite formidable opponents for Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who had just begun learning the art of demon slaying.

She continues to grow under your guidance.

And my love for you grew even stronger.

This feeling gradually seeped into their actions.

The most obvious sign is that she hasn't forgotten that she's your "drinking pot" alone.

On the roads of Kyoto.

A horse-drawn carriage was moving slowly along.

The extremely luxurious decorations on the carriage were enough to reveal that the owner of the carriage was Genji.

Therefore, no one dared to stop the carriage, as everyone was afraid of bringing trouble upon themselves.

What they didn't know was that this neglectful state provided Minamoto no Yorimitsu with an exceptionally favorable environment to serve his master.

Inside the van.

The martial artist's fair shoulders were already dancing with the air.

The sweets they carried were tightly bound with rice ropes, resembling a pair of steamed mountain buns.

The Onmyoji feasted, while the warrior had to suppress his heartfelt admonitions and remain silent to avoid attracting attention.

Such a process, if desired, can last for a considerable period of time.

However, Ian probably didn't want to see his apprentice suffer too much, so he only tried it briefly.