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

"but--"

"I still want to know in detail, Xiaoyu, how you deduced from her that I possess the 'dragon' attribute?"

"Oh... if that's what you're asking, Mr. Abe."

Tamamo-no-Mae slightly adjusted her posture, and then rather subtly sat on a certain part of the man's body.

"Mr. Abe."

"Kiyohime... is a 'dragon' herself—that's what she told me in her letter."

"And you have a scent that is extremely similar to the one that was attached to the envelope she was writing."

"..."

So, the other "dragon" was identified by the items that the "dragon" had touched?

Ian felt that this approach was somewhat inappropriate.

But he quickly recalled the situation before the singularity was resolved.

Kiyohime did say something similar to herself at that time—"You just haven't realized that you are a 'dragon' yet."

Looking back now, it seems to coincide with the situation that Tamamo-no-Mae mentioned at this moment.

But is Kiyohime really a "dragon"?

Ian always felt that it was more like a "snake".

But worrying about Kiyohime's true form is obviously unnecessary at this moment.

The man quickly continued, "Even if Xiaoyu knows I'm a 'dragon'... what could she possibly know?"

"This one……"

Tamamo-no-Mae's brows furrowed slightly.

"If Mr. Abe were to ask me that—"

"I only know a tiny fraction of what's there."

“That works too.” Ian tightened his grip slightly.

That was the best encouragement for Tamamo-no-Mae.

"Xiaoyu, tell me."

"Hmm..." The fox demon nodded, her face flushed.

"Regarding 'dragons,' I have found some related information in those painful memories."

"Everyone who can transform into a 'dragon'... possesses extremely powerful strength and is a being worthy of the respect of ordinary people."

"In today's terms, this power might be equivalent to 'abundant magic'?"

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae looked at Ian.

"Um... that's all I know."

"Why don't I try to recall it again? Maybe I'll make some new discoveries!"

Having said that, the clever fox demon immediately set out to act.

Ian quickly reached out to stop her—he knew how terrible those memories were for her.

"Xiaoyu, no need."

"It's enough to know these things."

"Tonight is our wedding night, how can I let you experience that kind of thing again?"

"Mr. Abe..."

Upon hearing the man's words, Tamamo-no-Mae began to have some thoughts.

"That--"

"Since it is my joyous day... is it not unreasonable for me to make any request?"

"Oh?"

Despite the seemingly dangerous statement, Ian vaguely sensed the desire emanating from Tamamo-no-Mae.

"That's certainly true."

"That--"

"What unreasonable request does my little Yu want to make?"

"It's not really an excessive request."

Tamamo-no-Mae revealed a sly smile, then used her tail to cover herself.

"Mr. Abe——"

Do you still remember the rosary beads?

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae's simple words reminded Ian of what he had done in that small room.

The rosary beads that were slowly pulled out of the fox's treasure are a symbol of the feelings between the two.

Although... it might be a little distorted.

"I see, I understand now." Ian's lips curled up slightly. "Xiaoyu, do you want me to try other places?"

"Yes, Mr. Abe."

Tamamo-no-Mae shifted her body slightly.

"I...would like to give it a try."

The fox's treasure has two sides.

But regardless of which side it is, it is always open to Ian, the great Onmyoji.

At the moment the fox spirit issued her call, the man naturally felt obligated to comply.

"Xiaoyu."

As agreed with the executor, Ian embraced Tamamo-no-Mae, who was dressed in a wedding gown, his tone carrying a subtle hint of enjoyment.

"You actually... don't dislike this kind of thing?"

"I don't dislike it~"

Feeling the throbbing behind her, Tamamo-no-Mae's face flushed red once again.

"As long as it's with Mr. Abe."

"I... like it no matter how."

"Hmm." Ian nodded. "It seems I also need to work harder."

"otherwise--"

"I'm so sorry, Xiaoyu."

The fox demon's shy voice echoed from the dark room.

The teapot lid, which had just been closed, was opened again.

As the rhythmic movements behind them continued, the liquid from the teapot, which the man had identified as top-quality tea, slowly spilled onto the floor of the room.

Tick ​​tock.

The fox demon's mind went blank.

"Mr. Abe, please grant me happiness." That was all she could utter in her sleep.

Then, true beauty arrived.

The wedding dress trembled slightly.

A large amount of magic power was stored behind the fox's treasure.

Meanwhile, the front, which also served as a teapot, poured everything out with a splash.

On her wedding night, Tamamo-no-Mae experienced the ultimate in love.

Ten minutes later.

Ian held the weary-looking Tamamo-no-Mae in his arms and spoke softly.

"Xiaoyu...you're quite talented at painting."

"Talent for painting?"

Tamamo-no-Mae looked at the man who was holding her, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Yes."

Ian gently stroked the fox demon's fair cheek, guiding her gaze slowly towards the masterpiece on the ground.

"Xiaoyu...don't you think this is beautiful?"

"..."

Looking at the flowers on the ground, Tamamo-no-Mae's face suddenly turned red.

"Mr. Abe!"

"This is something I don't want either; it's too shameful."

"It's not shameful at all!"

Ian looked down at Tamamo-no-Mae, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

"I think that kind of Xiaoyu... is the most authentic Xiaoyu."

"She doesn't suppress her nature, and at the same time knows how to express her desires to me."

"I--"

"I really like Xiaoyu like this."