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

"Lai Guang, the taste is getting sweeter and sweeter."

"Yes, Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu gazed at the man before him with tender affection.

“I have specifically adjusted my diet for this.”

"..."

Ian's expression was somewhat complicated.

After a long while, he finally spoke and asked:

"Lai Guang, is it worth it for you to do this for me?"

"Of course it's worth it."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu answered without hesitation.

"You are my master."

"No matter how much effort and change I make for you, it's only natural, isn't it?"

"..."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him and smiled slightly.

"It seems I must teach you the art of slaying demons even more diligently."

"Otherwise, it would be a disservice to your hard work."

"That's wonderful."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu leaned close to Ian, his eyes filled only with love for him.

"Master, may I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"You told my father back then that your surname was 'Ampei,' is that true?"

"..."

Ian pondered for a moment, then nodded and then shook his head.

"It can be said to be true, or it can be said to be false."

"What does it mean?"

"Um...that's right, Raikou."

Ian helped Minamoto no Yorimitsu smock his kimono.

“I don’t remember if this is actually my surname… but when your father asked me about it, I remembered it.”

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was taken aback at first, then realized what was going on.

"Master, do you mean you've regained your past memories?!"

"Maybe so."

"That's wonderful!" Minamoto no Yorimitsu was delighted. "In that case, he'll remember everything he forgot before, right?!"

Her joy lasted less than two minutes before she suddenly realized something.

"Eh... then in that case..."

"Master, wouldn't the memories I 'nurtured' for you be completely meaningless?"

How could it be meaningless?

Ian gently stroked Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hair.

"They are just as important as the memories I've forgotten, and that's what matters."

Your exorcism in Kyoto continues.

As the eldest daughter of the Minamoto clan, Minamoto no Yorimitsu indeed possessed exceptional intelligence.

She learned the demon-slaying techniques you taught her very quickly.

Two or three months later, she was even able to start searching for the hidden ghosts on her own.

However, she didn't become arrogant because of this; instead, she became even more serious.

You realize that this is the meaning of 'the more you know, the more you understand your own ignorance.'

You adore her for this, and that's why you're putting so much effort into teaching her.

"Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the blade in his hand.

"If I kill 'Tubi' as well, I will have eliminated twenty demons."

"is it?"

"It seems that my apprentice does indeed have the potential to become a fully-fledged Onmyoji."

Ian was generous with his praise.

This made Minamoto no Yorimitsu blush, but he did not take his gaze away from his master.

Ian noticed this.

He looked at her and asked:

"Lai Guang, what's wrong?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it. There's no need for us to hide anything from each other."

"that is--"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu grabbed Ian's hand.

"Master, you've been living in the capital for almost half a year now, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"That--"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu gently shook Ian's hand.

"Master, have you found a girl who suits your taste?"

"none."

It wasn't that Ian was going along with Minamoto no Yorimitsu's wishes; rather, he genuinely didn't feel anything.

Kyoto is indeed full of beautiful women.

But this great Onmyoji was completely uninterested in it.

For the better part of the past six months, at least 90% of the time was spent killing demons and Kyogen Raikō killing demons.

Upon hearing this news, a look of joy appeared in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's purple eyes.

"Master, are you serious? You don't need to say that just to be considerate of my feelings."

Ian smiled.

"Lai Guang, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"……Too."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu recalled that polite smile.

"Master has always been the kind of person who speaks his mind."

"That--"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's gaze fell on the man in front of him once again.

"Master, you said my performance was good, right?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded. “To be able to kill nearly twenty demons after only half a year of study is already better than that of an ordinary Onmyoji.”

"That means..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's feet gently drew circles on the tatami mat.

"Have I brought pride to my master?"

“Of course,” Ian answered without hesitation.

"If that's the case—"

"Master, as your pride, may I make a small request—as a reward for my hard work?"

"any request?"

"Look, you haven't met a single person of the opposite sex who makes your heart flutter in the past six months."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's voice trembled slightly.

"And yet, I lack a reward from you."

"So--"

"In order to solve both of these things at the same time."

"Master, could you please make the slight sacrifice and marry me as your temporary wife?"

117. The Secret of Minamoto no Yorimitsu, and the Long-Awaited Grand Wedding in Heian-kyo (4,000-word chapter)

"..."

"Master, what kind of look is that?"

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

Was my request too unreasonable?

Ian shook his head.

"Nothing."