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

"Won't we get caught if we do this?"

Ian shook his head.

"Xiaoyu, no, it won't happen."

"No one will notice this location."

"This……"

Although she still had many thoughts in her mind, Tamamo-no-Mae nodded shyly.

"understood."

"I will leave my arrangements to Mr. Abe."

After saying this, Tamamo-no-Mae skillfully laid out the cloth needed for cherry blossom viewing, as well as a series of other necessary items.

Busy as she is, she has gradually adopted the mindset of a wife.

The fox spirit herself seemed unaware of this.

After everything was set up, she turned around and subconsciously called out the name that had been hidden in her heart for a long, long time.

"My husband, please..."

She was only halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized that she had said something strange.

"Migu!"

She looked back.

"I didn't mean to..."

Before Tamamo-no-Mae could finish speaking, Ian had already walked over.

He sat down on the cloth she had laid out and leaned against the tree behind him.

The great Onmyoji scooped the frightened fox demon into his arms and rubbed his forehead against hers.

"lady."

Tamamo-no-Mae's pupils widened slightly for a moment.

"Mr. Abe, you..."

"Xiaoyu, don't you want to hear me say this?"

Ian looked at Tamamo-no-Mae in his arms, his eyes softening.

"Nothing!"

Tamamo-no-Mae quickly denied it.

"I like it very much!"

Although I know that calling him "Madam" is fake, and I know that he is just trying to make himself happy.

But Tamamo-no-Mae found herself unable to refuse such things.

"So--"

Ian's hand stopped on Tamamo-no-Mae's thigh.

"I'm going to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the lady and the cherry blossoms together."

"Hmm... Husband, please enjoy your meal."

There was a barely perceptible disturbance beneath Tamamo-no-Mae's kimono.

Although a season has passed, the fox demon's treasure remains as tender as it was back then.

The great Onmyoji easily rediscovered the familiar and correct method of exploration.

"Migu~"

Tamamo-no-Mae lowered her head, her ears twitching, but she dared not shout too loudly.

After all, there are many people around, and if we make too much noise, we will definitely be noticed.

The fox demon's body was trembling involuntarily.

Clear water flowed slowly from the treasure, dripping down her legs and onto the cloth.

This was an unsurprising overflow—after all, it wasn't the first time she had experienced this sensation under the guidance of his fingers.

But what happened next was beyond Tamamo-no-Mae's expectations.

Ian leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Xiaoyu, now put your hand in too."

"My hand?"

"Ah."

"..."

Although she didn't quite understand the great Onmyoji's intentions, Tamamo-no-Mae still carefully followed his instructions.

But as soon as she reached in, the fox demon found that her hand was being held by him.

Then they repeated the same steps as before.

Tamamo-no-Mae tensed up immediately.

"Mr. Abe, I was just..."

"I know."

Ian clasped his hand together with Tamamo-no-Mae's hand.

"Xiaoyu, enjoy the experience."

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae did not speak again.

Instead, she allowed the great Onmyoji to gently explore the treasures hidden in the kimono with her own hands.

Touch.

fiddle.

Then click.

As cherry blossoms fall, the fox spirit, disguised in her everyday appearance, gradually becomes familiar with her body with the help of the great Onmyoji.

soon.

Tamamo-no-Mae realized—he was teaching her how to comfort herself.

Once she understood the intention, the clever fox spirit found the direction to learn.

Gradually, she no longer needed the guidance of the Grand Onmyoji.

Then, all that remained inside the kimono was Tamamo-no-Mae's own hand.

Ian put his arm around her waist, silently sensing her shame and descent into depravity in this environment.

Tick ​​tock.

Once again, a slightly damp sound came from the cloth.

Ian knew that after this guidance, Tamamo-no-Mae would no longer be able to control her pleasure as before.

"Xiaoyu," he whispered encouragingly in her ear.

"You did it."

But Tamamo-no-Mae was not happy at all in the face of Ian's praise.

"Mr. Abe, why do you want me to learn such things?"

"I... do not dislike being used for amusement by Mr. Abe."

"..."

Ian certainly didn't want to teach Tamamo-no-Mae this for no reason.

He also enjoyed seeing her blush in front of him.

But this is a necessary start.

He wanted to ensure that Tamamo-no-Mae's life wouldn't be significantly affected by his departure once everything was settled.

and so--

Physical pleasure is one aspect of this;

Identity security is another aspect.

He wanted her to live comfortably and with peace of mind.

So--

At this moment, there is one identity that can absolutely guarantee that all of this can be accomplished.

Ian gently kissed Tamamo-no-Mae's cheek, then whispered:

"Xiaoyu."

"The body of the Regent has been found—the truth about the name 'Fujiwara no Tokuko' will never be known again."

“I… hope you can claim this identity.”

159. Tamamo-no-Mae's First Experience as a Wife / Shuten-dōji's Collapse (4k)

"Mr. Abe?!"

Tamamo-no-Mae tilted her head back and looked at the great Onmyoji who was hugging her.

She couldn't believe what she had just heard from him.

"Why?!"

"Mr. Abe, why do you want me to inherit that identity?"