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Hearing this, Ian, who was still looking at something, stopped immediately.

He turned around, looked at Shuten-doji who was blushing, and adjusted his tone slightly:

"Shuten, just say whatever you want to say."

"Being so cautious like this just makes me think there's something wrong with you."

"We, we have no problem!"

"If there's nothing wrong, then tell me what you want to say."

Ian looked directly at the petite female ghost in front of him.

"You don't want me to lose my temper, do you?"

"That--"

Shuten-doji took out something from his hiding behind his back.

She said shyly:

"Uncle, please try the wine we make!"

【That is a bowl of clear wine. 】

【You can smell the aroma coming from the bowl.】

【You realize this is a good drink. 】

[But Shuten-doji's appearance makes you feel that there is something wrong with this bowl of wine. ]

【But you decide to give it a try anyway. 】

"Oh... is that all?"

Ian nodded.

"Then bring the wine."

There was a light in Shuten-doji's eyes, and it was obvious that she was very happy.

"Come here!"

The petite female ghost came to Ian holding the bowl of wine.

"Give."

Although the wine felt a little strange, Ian still took it and took a sip.

really.

The wine tastes just like it smells - it's first-rate.

Ian could feel the fragrance filling his cavity.

"Shuten, it tastes really good."

"How do you make wine?"

"...Uncle, do you really want to know?" Shuten-doji asked cautiously with a red face.

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"That--"

"Don't be angry about what we said."

"I try my best."

Hearing this, Shuten-doji pointed to his lips.

"This is the Kuchikamizaku we made!"

"Cough cough." Ian choked.

"Shuten, you..."

"Don't get me wrong!" Shuten-doji looked at Ian in front of him and seemed very nervous.

"We simply don't have any other wine vessels to make wine, so we do this!"

"Uncle, didn't you say that if we were too ostentatious, we would get into trouble? We are just doing what you said!"

"..."

Ian looked at Shuten-doji in front of him, and the initial surprise in his eyes gradually turned into a hint of tenderness.

"That's it, I know."

He drank the wine in one gulp.

"Thank you, Shuten."

"……Um!"

Shuten-doji was extremely happy, as if she was the one drinking.

[You continue your investigation in Heian-kyō.]

[You soon noticed a name that you had previously ignored.]

[That was the great Onmyoji who had handed Higekiri and Kneemaru over to Minamoto no Mitsunaka.]

【He has the same last name as you. 】

[Minamoto no Raikou will find you, and it has something to do with him. 】

【You realize that this might be the crux of the matter.】

[You decide to try to understand from Minamoto no Raikou's side.]

It's another moonlit night.

This was the only time Genji and his wife could be together for a while.

On the green tatami were the clothes that the two had taken off, which still retained some warmth.

Under the covers, the bodies of the Great Onmyoji and the warrior were entangled.

When everything is calm, the warrior's depths are already full.

"My husband is so passionate today..."

Minamoto no Raikou hugged Ian's neck, his purple eyes full of love.

She leaned closer, letting the most proud curve of her breasts rest against her husband.

"It seems my husband is not tired of me yet."

"How could I be bored ma'am?"

Ian gently disturbed the skin of another person between his fingers in the quilt - Minamoto no Raikou's body was not only soft on the chest.

"It's already a wonderful thing to be able to enjoy the comfort in bed with my wife like this."

“That’s what I think.”

Minamoto no Raikou responded to Ian's hand and moved his body a little closer to him.

The heat of the stick on her lower abdomen made her indulge in this intimacy.

"Husband...please do it outside as well."

The body moves, and the winding path is enchanting.

Minamoto no Raikou became happier as he felt the temperature inside and outside his body becoming the same.

"My husband is such a good boy."

The passion between the couple faded, and everything returned to rational discussion.

"Husband, a lot of things have happened recently."

Minamoto no Raikou leaned on Ian's hand, his brows full of trust in this man.

"For example?"

"The affairs of the court are becoming increasingly burdensome... and the Taira clan is trying to compete with the Minamoto clan for power."

"recent--"

Minamoto no Raikou looked at the man beside the pillow.

"It's even more of a big deal."

"Big deal? What big deal?"

"Well... the 'Algae Girl' who was supposed to enter the palace escaped, and now the Emperor is looking for her everywhere."

"this--"

Ian looked a little surprised.

“Is there anyone who is unwilling to do this?”

The Emperor is the person with the highest status in the entire Heian-kyo.

If you can get close to him and be appreciated by him, you will naturally enjoy endless wealth and glory in Heian-kyo.

There are very few people who are willing to give up these things.

"Madam, what does the Emperor plan to do next?"

"He seems to want to conduct his big hunt in Heian-kyō."

"so--"

Minamoto no Raikou looked at the great Onmyoji beside him.

"Husband, perhaps you will have to help Genji again."

"Madam, your tone is a bit awkward."

Ian looked at Minamoto Raikou in front of him, gently stroked her loose purple hair, and kissed her forehead.

"I am already a member of the Genji, so isn't it natural for me to contribute?"

"……Too."

Minamoto no Raikou buried his head in Ian's arms.

"By the way, husband, what did you want to ask me just now?"

"Hmm... Raikou, do you remember any other Onmyoji with the same last name as me?"

"Do not."

Minamoto no Raikou shook his head.

"Husband, you should know that my father never lets me touch these things... You are an exception, and you are also the first Yin-Yang Master I have come into contact with."

"So... I understand."

Ian's fingers worked their way up.

"Then ma'am, the night is still long, and I want to taste you again."

"Well... let my husband enjoy it."

The whispering chirping of an oriole could be heard again in the room.

at the same time.

The other side of the shoji door.

Ibaraki Douji was looking at Shuten Douji beside him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Shuten~"

"What, what's wrong?"

"Why are we sitting here?"

“It’s cool here!”

"How can it be cool?" Ibaraki Douji looked around. "Isn't this just a corridor? There's not even a gust of wind."

"and--"