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

"There will definitely be opportunities in the future, right?"

“Hmm…” Ian nodded, “There will definitely be an opportunity.”

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Immediately following was the warm, wet contact of their lips.

On nights like this, only this kind of warmth can touch each other's hearts.

They suffocated, forcing them to separate.

"By the way, my husband."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the man beside him, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"You just said you had something you wanted to tell me."

"What's going on?"

"Hmm..." Ian adjusted his breathing slightly, and his expression became a little more serious.

"Madam, I would like to go out for a while."

Ian didn't try to hide it much.

He knew that such a straightforward answer was the most effective way to deal with Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

as predicted.

After Ian finished speaking, Minamoto no Yorimitsu remained silent for a moment before nodding.

"How long are you going?"

"It's hard to say... He might be back soon, or he might be back much later."

"Then—" Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the other person, "have you prepared everything?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded.

"Already prepared."

“I understand.” Minamoto no Yorimitsu gently kissed Ian on the cheek.

"My husband, please return soon."

"Isn't Madam going to ask me where I'm going?"

"Nothing to ask."

"because--"

"My husband will definitely come back to me, won't he?"

Nothing can separate us.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at Ian beneath him.

"Never."

You and Minamoto no Yorimitsu spent a sweet evening together.

You and Shuten-dōji embarked on a journey to Onigashima.

This is a journey to a place known only to you and her.

But you still resolutely chose it.

A cold wind from the sea blew across Ian's face in gusts.

Shuten-dōji stood beside him.

This is the third day since they set off for Ghost Island, following the instructions in the letter.

If there are no errors.

The ship will arrive at its destination today.

Seemingly finding the silence a little boring, Shuten-dōji quickly spoke up:

"Speaking of which-"

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu really trusts you."

Even though I don't know where you're going, I'll still choose to give you as much help as possible.

"Isn't that natural?"

Ian smiled.

"Shouldn't couples trust each other like this?"

"Otherwise, we simply wouldn't be able to live together."

"..."

"That--"

Shuten-dōji's eyes darted around, and after a long while, he finally spoke hesitantly.

"And what about the time she was sitting on you and making noises?"

"Ok?"

Ian looked at Shuten-dōji beside him.

"Sit on me and make noises?"

"Yes, yes!"

Shuten-dōji recalled the silhouette he had seen under the moonlight through the door.

Her hands involuntarily began to mimic that scene.

"Didn't Minamoto no Yorimitsu grab your hand and say a lot of things to you?!"

"I remember there were a lot of strange things!"

"Once you've done something, you have to honestly admit it!"

"Don't try to deny it!"

"..."

Ian looked at Shuten-dōji beside him, feeling both amused and angry.

"Are you genuinely unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"

"Of course I really don't know!" Shuten-dōji exclaimed, his face flushed. "If we knew, why would we even bother coming here?!"

Are you trying to justify voyeurism?

"No way!" Shuten-dōji put his hands on his hips. "We were separated by a door, okay!"

"Besides, we have nowhere else to go, so we can only stay there!"

"I found out by accident, is there a problem?"

"But I clearly arranged a room for you."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward for a while.

After a long while, she muttered to herself:

"It's because I've never seen it before...that's why I'm curious."

"But you are clearly the Demon King of Mount Ooe, so why don't you know these things?"

Just as Shuten-dōji was about to defend himself for his ignorance about sex, he suddenly sensed something.

She turned around and looked in the direction the ship had traveled.

In a hazy, dreamlike state, the shape of an island appeared before the two of them.

Everything was just as the envelope had suggested—it must be Ghost Island.

However, Ian soon noticed Shuten-dōji's unusual behavior beside him.

He could tell that what she cared about wasn't "seeing the island," but something else entirely.

After hesitating for a moment, Ian asked;

"what happened?"

"Did you sense something?"

"Hmm." Shuten-dōji nodded.

"I...I feel like Ibaraki is up there too."

This is a letter sent directly to the Genji residence.

It probably shouldn't have been handed to you in the first place.

But as you look at this letter, you feel compelled to open it.

You opened it.

The contents of the envelope were very simple.

It was even somewhat unexpected for Ian.

"Please invite 'me' to Ghost Island."

"——Chou Yu Qian Ginseng."

Aside from these two purposeful sentences, the rest is narrative content, all about how to get to Ghost Island.

Although the content that requires careful understanding is very brief.

But Ian could sense that it wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface.

First, the unknown ghost island.

This is a place name that Ian has never heard of in Heian-kyo before.