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

"So what should we do next?"

"I will not neglect you again."

“Xiaoyu, put your hand out,” Ian said.

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae sat up and obediently stretched out her hands.

Ian picked up the rope that had been on her back and tied Tamamo-no-Mae's hands together.

"Xiaoyu, if it's a knot like this, do you think you can break free?"

"..."

Although she found the question strange, Tamamo-no-Mae answered it very honestly.

"Just loosen it a little more."

“Well, that’s good,” Ian nodded thoughtfully.

"..."

"Although I may not have the right to ask such a question," Tamamo-no-Mae said cautiously, "I still want to know Mr. Abe's purpose."

"My tail hairs."

"My physical appearance."

"And the ropes now."

"Mr. Abe, what are you trying to do..."

Faced with Tamamo-no-Mae's question, Ian did not mince words and gave a direct explanation.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think is the most direct way to determine if someone is dead?"

"..."

After a moment's thought, Tamamo-no-Mae came up with her own answer.

"Did they find a body?"

She realized what was happening as soon as she finished speaking.

"Mr. Abe... are you going to use those things to create my 'corpse'?"

Tail hair serves as a camouflage for scent and identity;

Shape is what is needed to shape the body;

“Tamamo-no-Mae, you are indeed very clever.” Ian affirmed Tamamo-no-Mae’s statement with praise.

“Then—” she pressed.

"And what about the rope?"

"Because I want others to know that I have captured you, and then I will 'kill' you in front of them—that way, the news of your 'death' will be confirmed."

Tamamo-no-Mae knew, of course, that Ian's "killing" was not the actual killing of her.

If you clarify your thoughts—

The great Onmyoji would pretend to kill himself while he was bound in front of everyone, but in reality, he was just creating the illusion of death so that his corpse would appear in front of everyone.

In this way, Tamamo-no-Mae would be identified as a "killed yokai," and the search would end.

Thinking about it this way... maybe that previous hand-holding was also to attract attention.

This is an adventure designed to deceive everyone.

If any clues are discovered, there will be immediate danger.

This was simply to free himself from capture.

Looking at the man before her, Tamamo-no-Mae's golden eyes were filled with gratitude and worry.

"Mr. Abe... isn't this a little dangerous for you?"

"No."

Ian looked at Tamamo-no-Mae's graceful figure without showing any concern for the danger she was facing.

"If you don't even have this much courage—"

"How can I be worthy of the title of Kyoto's number one Onmyoji?"

Upon hearing this, Tamamo-no-Mae blushed and muttered to herself.

"Hmm... Kyoto's number one Onmyoji."

"He is someone I should serve with all my heart..."

141. Minamoto no Yorimitsu: They say you have a lover outside (4,000-word chapter)

Your plan is progressing further.

You are entering and leaving the mansion where Tamamo-no-Mae is hiding more frequently.

You're doing this to attract as much attention as possible.

And indeed, the result was as you wished.

The streets of Kyoto.

"Mr. Abe."

Looking at the bustling street, Tamamo-no-Mae's brows were filled with unspeakable worry.

The images of those foot soldiers from before echoed in her mind.

In fact, the fox demon could indeed sense that there were many more busybodies around the mansion.

Although they dared not do anything to the Great Onmyoji's lover, they were still worth being wary of.

"It seems I've been targeted."

"Won't doing this affect Mr. Abe?"

"Xiaoyu, you don't need to worry about these things."

Ian patted the head of the worried Tamamo-no-Mae beside him to comfort her.

"You just need to behave and listen to me, okay?"

"As long as no one sees what you look like, you don't need to worry."

Tamamo-no-Mae nodded obediently.

She now trusts this great Yin-Yang Master completely.

"My concubine understands."

"I will definitely take good care of myself."

"Well, that's right."

The rumors about your lover are intensifying.

But you don't care about any of that.

Because this is exactly what you need—to be eye-catching enough, to attract enough attention.

In this way, there will be a more definitive consensus on the matter of "killing the fox demon."

However, you're not just creating hype.

You still need to plan Tamamo-no-Mae's next move.

"Migu!"

Tamamo-no-Mae had her eyes closed, as if she was enduring something.

Her hands were gripping the tatami mat beneath her tightly, scratching it and leaving marks.

The legs, arranged in an M shape, were shaking uncontrollably.

The exit on the fox's treasure was tightly blocked by a small wooden plug.

The two fit together tightly, without even the slightest gap.

The great Onmyoji gently stroked the edge of the flawless white treasure, then whispered in the fox demon's ear:

"Xiaoyu, that's enough."

"Migu!"

There was a pop.

The small cork was pushed away, hit the wall, fell back onto the tatami mat, and then rolled around a few times.

The water droplets that followed danced in the air before falling and wetting a large area.

"Xiaoyu."

Ian looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but smile.

"I'm here!"

Tamamo-no-Mae tilted her head back, looking at the Great Onmyoji with a shy expression.

"Mr. Abe, what's wrong?"

“It’s nothing.” Ian shook his head.

"I just feel like you're getting more and more hardworking... even the little cork can't stop you anymore."

"This one……"

Tamamo-no-Mae lowered her head and rubbed her fingers together.

“Because Mr. Abe said it looks good this way… so I have been practicing diligently.”

"Of course... it could also be because I'm becoming more and more sensitive to Mr. Abe's fingers."

"Even the slightest touch will make me want to put on a spectacular splash for Mr. Abe."