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

"Xiaoyu...it's been a long time."

The man lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on Tamamo's forehead.

Then came the act of undressing.

Tamamo-no-Mae has a very pleasant cherry blossom scent.

Ian couldn't tell whether it was a scent she was born with or a feeling she gradually acquired through life.

But he can accept either one.

after all--

The life of this fox spirit.

No.

It's not so much a lifetime as it is the days she and her fox spirit spent together, a time filled with constant fear and anxiety.

The man felt he hadn't done nearly enough for her, so naturally he had no right to complain.

Light touch.

Ian tasted the flavor of Tamamo-no-Mae's lips once again.

It's sweet but not cloying, and even has a slightly sweet aftertaste.

That feeling, hidden in my memory, has now truly overlapped with reality.

And all this is just the beginning.

outside the room.

Although I had just promised myself that I definitely wouldn't eavesdrop this time.

But Olga Marie ultimately couldn't control herself.

At this moment, she pressed her face against the door once again, listening to the sounds coming from inside the room.

This is completely different from the time with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

This time, the noise in the room was noticeably quieter.

However, this is not difficult to understand.

After all, Tamamo-no-Mae was in an extremely weak state at this moment.

The entire process behind the door was actually Ian exercising his own initiative.

What reached Olga Marie's ears were nothing more than the most ordinary sounds produced by physical contact between men and women.

This relieved the girl.

But she quickly realized that something was wrong with her.

How come... it seems like I've started to like strange things?

Realizing the shocking truth, Ogarmali covered her face and shook her head frantically.

She found herself trapped in an abyss of shame.

Back inside the room.

Looking at Tamamo-no-Mae beneath him, Ian exhaled a soft breath.

His hand caressed the incomparably beautiful face of the cherry blossom fox spirit, and then, as if seeing through everything, he spoke gently:

"Xiaoyu...you've been awake for a while, haven't you?"

"We've already had a proper visit together."

"If you keep pretending like this, it'll be going too far."

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae trembled slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of golden eyes, tinged with a hint of allure, now held a subtle mischievousness.

"Mr. Abe."

"When...did you find out?"

It had been a long time since anyone had called him by that name, and Ian's expression held a hint of nostalgia for the past.

He gently rubbed Tamamo-no-Mae's cheeks, feeling the delicate touch of his fingertips.

"Xiaoyu."

"Don't you... know that your reaction during orgasm is impossible to hide?"

"Eh?"

Tamamo-no-Mae's cheeks flushed slightly.

She probably never imagined that she would "lose" over something like this.

But the fox demon wasn't sad at all; on the contrary, she was even happier.

Lying on the bed, she looked at the man above her, her tail slightly spread out, like a beautiful fan.

The affectionate words she uttered also revealed a hint of the excitement one feels when seeing a loved one.

"Mr. Abe."

"So you've been remembering my reactions all along?"

"of course."

"I see……"

Tamamo-no-Mae's two furry ears twitched slightly.

A smile as beautiful as a flower bloomed on her face, radiating happiness.

"It seems that Mr. Abe has remembered me after all~"

"..."

"..."

Ian and Tamamo-no-Mae looked at each other, their lips drawing ever closer.

This is a love that transcends time and space, and now it has received a definite response.

Ten minutes later.

After getting dressed, Tamamo-no-Mae nestled close to Ian.

Her mind was filled with the man's caresses and the words he had spoken afterward.

"Mr. Abe... are you already my Master?"

Unlike Mordred, who is summoned through unconventional means, Tamamo-no-Mae has "knowledge correction" from the "Heroic Spirit Summoning System".

So even though it was the first time she had heard Ian mention the concepts of Servant summoning, she didn't find it too difficult to understand.

"This is really great."

"My efforts... haven't been in vain after all~"

"effort?"

Upon hearing this word, Ian couldn't help but take it to heart.

He took Tamamo-no-Mae's hand and softly asked about the doubts in his heart.

"Xiaoyu... from what you're saying, it seems you're doing something really amazing."

"It's nothing serious."

Tamamo-no-Mae gently pushed Ian's fingers away, then placed her own hand on top of Ian's, allowing the two to intertwine their fingers.

"I... merely revisited some past dreams."

"Dreams from the past?"

"Ah."

Tamamo-no-Mae looked at the man beside her, her beautiful golden eyes overflowing with love.

"I...recalled all the curses from my dreams."

"..."

Ian's eyes widened slightly upon hearing these words.

He knew what the curse Tamamo-no-Mae was referring to was—the same pain experienced in different eras.

As Lady Huayang, she destroyed the Magadha dynasty of ancient India;

Meixi destroyed the Xia Dynasty;

As Daji, she destroyed the Shang Dynasty;

Bao Si destroyed the Western Zhou Dynasty;

This fox spirit seems to believe that if it can find the reason why it has these memories, it will be able to travel to different eras and eventually find Ian.

But in reality, just like their experiences in Heian-kyo, Tamamo-no-Mae, who "bears" these identities, is merely a scapegoat for the corresponding era.

She never did anything evil in her life, yet she was branded as evil.

As time passed and stories accumulated generation after generation, they eventually coalesced into a "real" pan-human history, placing the shackles of sin on Tamamo-no-Mae.

Fortunately, these fabricated charges became the very reason that brought her to this point.

after all--

At this moment, she is already a fox demon with five identities.

Compared to other Heroic Spirits, it naturally has a higher summoning rate.

But thinking about this made Ian feel a little sad.

This means that Tamamo-no-Mae would be accompanied by pain for a long time after her departure.

“Xiaoyu…you didn’t have to do this,” he said.