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

For her, this is the most relaxing moment of the day.

but--

Minamoto no Yorimitsu quickly raised his head.

A hint of confusion appeared in her beautiful purple eyes.

"Husband, what were you doing today?"

"Eh?

Ian never expected that Minamoto no Yorimitsu would suddenly bring up this topic.

"Madam, what do you mean by that?"

"My husband smells strange."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu stared at Ian and answered in this way.

“Husband, he’s not usually like this—he must have done something and worked up a sweat to look like this.”

"Husband, you haven't been secretly doing something, have you?"

"..."

Ian then realized that when Genraimitsu held him, he wasn't just enjoying the physical act; his scent was also part of it.

However, he remained calm.

"Madam, have you forgotten?"

"Because of you, I now have to lead some foot soldiers on patrols—that's probably why it has become a flavor that you, my lady, are unfamiliar with, isn't it?"

"……right."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu tapped his head and gave an apologetic smile.

"I was so busy that I forgot about this."

"but--"

The warrior raised his head, looked at the great Onmyoji before him, and said very seriously:

"Husband, you mustn't be so intimate with other women."

"otherwise--"

"I will definitely kill that person."

Ian was about to answer when he realized that Minamoto no Yorimitsu had fallen asleep on his chest.

She looks really exhausted today.

However, this doesn't change the fact that what she said earlier was her true feeling.

It seems best not to mention Tamamo-no-Mae's matter to her.

To avoid any unpredictable problems arising later.

Seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu in his arms, so exhausted that his breathing had become rapid, Ian felt a pang of heartache.

He gently stroked her hair and then lightly kissed her fair forehead.

"Do not worry."

"Madam will surely have days of leisure in the future."

The French Emperor's massive manhunt continues.

Thanks to your protection, Tamamo-no-Mae encountered no danger.

After all, the place she lives in is a mansion purchased in your name.

Even if the foot soldiers in charge of the search didn't think of you, they still have to give Minamoto no Yorimitsu some face.

However, you did not let your guard down because of this.

You know the French Emperor certainly won't let this go.

"Migu!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Abe!"

Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly knelt down in front of Ian, and her large tail stood up as well.

"If it weren't for Mr. Abe, I would still be living in fear on the streets right now."

"You just understand."

Ian helped Tamamo-no-Mae up.

"Xiaoyu, although everything is alright now."

"but--"

"You should know that things aren't over yet, so you still need to be careful during this period."

"Mm." Tamamo-no-Mae nodded.

"I understand."

“I know my place, so I will not leave here under any circumstances while Mr. Abe is not here.”

"That's good."

Ian stood up.

"I've brought you everything you need... If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"that--"

Tamamo-no-Mae hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Seeing her like this, Ian took the initiative to ask.

"What's wrong? Since things have come to this, just say what you have to say."

Tamamo-no-Mae looked troubled.

"I suddenly feel that these words are not appropriate to say at this time."

"..."

Ian reached out and flicked Tamamo-no-Mae's forehead.

After the latter clutched his forehead and said, "It hurts so much," he continued:

"Tell me what's on your mind right now, don't keep things to yourself."

"Xiaoyu, you need to know that you are in a very dangerous situation right now."

“If you do something wrong, it won’t just be you who will be in trouble, but the entire clan.”

"so--"

"Just say what you have to say."

"As for whether it's reasonable or not, that's for me to judge."

"That--"

Tamamo-no-Mae looked on with anticipation.

"Would Mr. Abe be able to have lunch with me at this residence tomorrow at noon?"

"It's alright if it doesn't work out... I only mentioned it briefly, so I won't be coming..."

Before Tamamo-no-Mae could finish speaking, Ian had already replied:

"It will come, just wait."

"But we have to go now."

Upon hearing this answer, Tamamo-no-Mae was overjoyed.

"Yes!"

"I will prepare well!"

Your permission stems entirely from concern for Tamamo-no-Mae's condition.

After all, if she couldn't stand the situation and decided to do something, you were worried you wouldn't be able to control the situation.

So you know you have to consider her feelings.

This solves both her problem and your problem.

The next day.

Ian arrived as promised.

As soon as he pushed open the shoji door of the old mansion, he saw Tamamo-no-Mae bustling about – she really valued this lunch.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Great Onmyoji, Tamamo-no-Mae temporarily stopped.

Despite being drenched in sweat from her busy work, she still managed a happy smile and said:

"Mr. Abe, please wait a moment."

"I will be ready soon."

"Well, I see."

You found a spot on the tatami mats and sat down.

[Tamamo-no-Mae is busy right in front of you.]

She didn't seem to mind doing it; in fact, she seemed quite happy about it.

Soon, she had prepared a table full of dishes.

That's culinary skill that rivals that of a high-end restaurant.

"Mr. Abe."

Tamamo-no-Mae placed the last dish on the table in front of Ian.

"Please try my cooking."