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

As he said this, Ian took out the envelope he had just hidden in his sleeve and placed it on the tatami mat between him and Shuten-dōji.

"this?"

Shuten-dōji was somewhat confused.

Why are you showing this to us?

"This isn't a letter addressed to us, is it?"

"You take a look first and then talk."

"..."

Although he still had many doubts, Shuten-dōji knew he had no room for argument after hearing Ian speak.

She picked up the letter that was placed on the tatami mat and began to examine it carefully.

"Eh--?!"

Shuten-dōji looked surprised.

"Ghost Island?"

Seeing her like this, Ian didn't hesitate at all and asked directly:

"What? You know this place?"

"I wouldn't say I know about it," Shuten-dōji scratched his face. "I've only heard that such a place exists."

"It is said that?"

Ian frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Does this mean that even the demon race doesn't understand each other?"

"Aren't you just talking nonsense?"

Shuten-dōji glared at Ian in front of him, looking somewhat displeased.

"There must be different factions among ghosts! Isn't that the same principle as you humans?"

"Each place has its own local ghost king in charge, and there's no cooperative relationship between them, so of course it's unclear."

This is easy to understand.

After all, Shuten-dōji was the "Demon King of Mount Ōe", not just a "Demon King".

Judging from this self-proclaimed identity, it's somewhat clear that there are factions among the ghosts.

"Alright, in that case..."

"What exactly is this ghost island all about?"

"..."

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"Say it first."

"We've only heard about it! That doesn't mean it's true!"

"I know, go ahead and tell me."

"Um……"

Shuten-dōji muttered to himself, continuing with what he had just said.

"We've heard that something very powerful is buried on that island."

"If we can find it, any wish can be fulfilled."

"This……"

Seeing that Ian clearly didn't believe him, Shuten-dōji continued:

"We told you this a long time ago."

"We've only heard about it; we don't know if it's true or not."

"so--"

Shuten-dōji looked at the envelope in Ian's hand.

"We think this thing might not be very reliable."

"..."

You fell silent.

To be fair, you actually agree with some of Shuten-dōji's points.

But you still have a feeling that this can't be fake.

You believe this was something that was destined to happen.

"Hey!"

Shuten-dōji looked at Ian in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"You idiot, you don't actually believe this, do you?!"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded. “Although I think Shuten-dōji is right.”

"But my heart tells me that the contents of this letter are not lying to me."

"no!"

Shuten-dōji tiptoed and flicked Ian's head.

"What are you thinking about?"

"If you actually go to receive a letter from such an unknown source, along with a name that seems completely unreliable, aren't you afraid of encountering some danger?"

"Danger will come sooner or later."

Ian stared straight at Shuten-dōji in front of him, not taking offense at her flicking his head.

"I hope I can get rid of it before it harms Raikou."

"That way, she won't have to work so hard."

"you……"

Shuten-dōji looked quite helpless.

She couldn't possibly say something like "leave the cow alone," could she?

She was, after all, his wife.

Saying that will only provoke resentment.

"So what are you planning to do? Are you really going to this ghost island?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded.

"If you're scared, Shuten-dōji, you don't have to go."

"I will cover your identity for you, and you won't have any problems staying here."

"Eh?"

Shuten-dōji hadn't expected Ian to leave her a way out—she had thought he would drag her along.

After hesitating for a moment, she spoke:

"That won't work."

"We promised to follow you and find out your identity... If we let you go alone now, wouldn't that be breaking our promise?"

"So you're coming along?" Ian asked.

"Correct!"

Shuten-dōji shouted out.

"We should go too—we are, after all, the Demon King of Mount Ooe. If the other side is really a demon, they'll definitely give us some face!"

"But... how do we explain this to Minamoto no Yorimitsu?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

Ian smiled.

"There will be a way."

You and Shuten-dōji made a promise to travel to Onigashima together.

However, before you set off, you need to make sure you're settled with Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

The room was quiet at night.

The moonlight streamed into the room, illuminating the bluish-gray tatami mats.

After taking a bath, Genji and his wife were snuggled together in the same bed.

"My husband, I really want to lie here with you forever."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's voice is gentle and moving.

"In this way, there will surely be many wonderful moments that will remain in my mind."

"Madam's wish is very beautiful."

"but--"

Ian gently stroked Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hair, feeling its smoothness.

"The lady is now the pillar of the Genji clan."

"Although I also want to be with you, Madam, that would go against your original intention."

"My husband, of course I know."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu held onto Ian's arm tightly.

"So this is the only time I can say it."

"but--"