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

Just as Ian was about to speak, he noticed that Tamamo-no-Mae's legs were still trembling.

What did you realize?

You looked down between Tamamo-no-Mae's legs.

She blushed.

"..."

"Ahem, Xiaoyu."

"I am here."

“You…” Ian saw between Tamamo-no-Mae’s legs, “You haven’t taken it out yet, have you?”

"……Um."

Tamamo-no-Mae nodded, then lowered her head.

Seeing this, Ian walked up to her in a few steps and then half-squatted down.

Why not take it out?

"Xiaoyu, you should know that I just don't want you to leak there, right?"

"Because I can't bear to part with it."

Tamamo-no-Mae answered Ian's question in a very soft voice.

"I wish to retain as much connection as possible between myself and Mr. Abe."

"..."

You realize that Tamamo-no-Mae seems to have misunderstood the scene in the bathhouse.

She feels she will never contact you again.

But you know that's not the case at all.

You want her to clear up this misunderstanding.

You have a plan.

"I see."

Ian looked at the sad Tamamo-no-Mae, his eyes softening.

"That--"

"Xiaoyu, may I take it out now?"

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"……Um."

"If Mr. Abe wants to take it out, then take it out."

"Row."

Ian sat down in front of Tamamo-no-Mae.

He lifted the fox demon's skirt, as if unveiling a treasure.

"Xiaoyu, can you help me carry it?"

"it is good."

Tamamo-no-Mae obediently took the hem of her skirt from the great Onmyoji and carefully held it in her own hands.

But after that, Ian just stood there watching, without saying a word.

Seeing his appearance, Tamamo-no-Mae became even more embarrassed.

She asked shyly:

"Mr. Abe...is there something about me that you don't like?"

"No," Ian smiled slightly.

"It's more accurate to say it's because it's too good."

"Great?" Tamamo-no-Mae's fox ears twitched slightly.

"Yes."

Ian looked up at Tamamo-no-Mae, his fingers gently scratching at the pure white treasure.

"Xiaoyu's treasures are always so beautiful no matter how many times you look at them... that's why you're so distracted."

"Eh?"

It was something quite shameful, but after Ian said it, Tamamo-no-Mae didn't feel that way at all.

This at least proves one thing—that he didn't only see himself in a relationship with the mirror as a transaction.

"Xiaoyu."

Ian's fingers slid gently through the gaps in the fox treasure that were stretched open by the towel.

"I'm going to dig it out."

"I understand."

The great Onmyoji's fingers gently stirred between the gaps in the treasure, and soon found one end of the towel.

Slurp slurp.

The towel, outlined by her fingers, was gently pulled up.

The inside of the treasure rubbed against the clean towel, creating an itchy sensation, as if many ants were crawling on it.

Tamamo-no-Mae bit her lower lip.

Her beautiful golden eyes narrowed slightly, and her two fox ears twitched as if she was enduring something.

Even so, she did not make a sound.

The towel was slowly pulled out, and Tamamo-no-Mae's face gradually became rosy.

There was a pop.

The towel landed in the hands of the Great Onmyoji, and the interior of Tamamo-no-Mae's treasure returned to its empty state.

The towel did its job—absorbing the fox spirit's wave of energy, allowing Tamamo-no-Mae to experience the full excitement without making a mess.

The fox demon was about to blurt out her catchphrase, but then covered her mouth.

We absolutely cannot cause him any more trouble.

But right now.

Ian pulled her into his arms and gently comforted her.

"Go ahead and shout... Raikou is already asleep. If you keep your voice down, she won't hear you."

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae raised her head.

Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions, and her mind was swirling with countless thoughts.

But in the end, all of that was forgotten.

The fox spirit, who had been wandering for a long time, could no longer care about its external shackles.

"Migu!"

Tamamo-no-Mae nestled against Ian's chest.

“Mr. Abe… I know I am not in a position to say such things.”

"But I—"

"I also long to become your wife!"

This is a confession from Tamamo-no-Mae.

You're not surprised by this.

After all, the way she looked at you had been off for a while.

But you weren't swayed by Tamamo-no-Mae's beauty.

You have your own ideas.

Ian looked at Tamamo-no-Mae before him, pondered for a moment, and then spoke in the most serious tone:

"Xiaoyu, you really have the potential to be a very good wife."

"But the idea of ​​her becoming my wife is probably not very likely."

"..."

To be fair.

Tamamo-no-Mae was not surprised at all by this answer.

Having witnessed that scene in the bathhouse, she simply couldn't believe that the great Onmyoji before her was the kind of person who would be willing to abandon Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

My words just now were simply because I was unwilling to accept defeat.

Such an outcome was simply predetermined.

"Hmm... Mr. Abe, you're right."

Tamamo-no-Mae composed herself and forced a bitter smile.

"You're pushing your luck again."

"I will leave now... I will not disturb Mr. Abe and Mrs. Minamoto."

But no sooner had she said that than things took an unexpected turn for Tamamo-no-Mae.

The great Onmyoji grabbed the fox demon's hands from both sides and then pressed her down onto the tatami mat.

"Xiaoyu has become a monster that I have defeated today."