Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Chapter 48 Raikou's Mother's Night Raid?

"Mother?"

Lin Jiu'an frowned again and asked, "Is there something you can't tell me?"

"No." Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook his head, hesitating to speak.

"If it's inconvenient for you to say, Mother, I'll go ask Master Fujiwara." Lin Jiu'an said, getting up.

"no!"

Seeing the panic that Minamoto no Yorimitsu couldn't help but reveal, Lin Jiu'an's expression also became unusually serious.

"Then tell me what happened, Mother, or I'll go find Master Fujiwara right now."

“Yes, yes…”

Minamoto no Yorimitsu bit his lower lip tightly, reluctant to say it aloud.

She had met Fujiwara Yoshiko before; she was a rare beauty with a gentle and charming personality.

Even as a woman, she quite liked the second young lady of the Fujiwara family, let alone Lin Jiu'an, who was a man. Minamoto no Yorimitsu was truly afraid that if he revealed this matter, Lin Jiu'an would readily accept it...

Seeing that Minamoto no Yorimitsu remained silent, Lin Jiu'an turned and walked outside.

"Lord Fujiwara no Michinaga wants to marry his second daughter, Yeonko, to you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiu'an stopped and turned around to look suspiciously at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who had a dejected expression.

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"Then why do you look so sad, Mother?"

"me..."

"I don't want you to get married." Minamoto no Yorimitsu dared not say such a thing, fearing that if he did, Lin Jiu'an would discover his dark thoughts. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to begin.

His emotions grew increasingly suppressed, and an unprecedented pain overwhelmed Minamoto no Yorimitsu, making him desperately want to release it all.

'Tell him, tell him everything, don't care about worldly opinions, and completely possess him.'

Such a voice seemed to keep ringing in his mind, and Minamoto no Yorimitsu's expression became more and more conflicted. He bit his lower lip so hard that a trace of blood seeped out.

"Mother, don't you want me to get married?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu wanted to deny this claim, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"I'm sorry, Jiu'an."

"So, what are your thoughts, Mother?"

"I'm just a little reluctant to part with you, since you've never left your mother's side since you came to live with her."

finally.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu still didn't dare to voice his thoughts.

She was afraid that once she spoke out, Lin Jiu'an, the only person willing to stay by her side, would leave her like everyone else.

"How could that be? Even if I marry a daughter of the Fujiwara family, I will still be a member of the Minamoto family. It's impossible for me to marry into the Fujiwara family. Mother, you will still be able to see me every day."

That's not what Mom meant!

Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt the demonic energy within him almost breaking free of his reason, but he still managed to force a smile.

"makes sense."

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Three days later, night fell.

As soon as he left the Fujiwara family, Minamoto no Yorimitsu couldn't help but look at his child beside him.

A hint of expectation lingered in his eyes.

"Jiu'an, what do you think of Yanzi?"

"I feel good."

The expectation in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes instantly turned into dejection. She had thought that if Lin Jiu'an felt that Yanzi was not suitable, she would cancel the marriage even if it angered Fujiwara no Michinaga. Although Lin Jiu'an's interaction with Fujiwara Yanzi at the banquet just now clearly showed that they were interested in each other.

But what if it's just a pretense, a facade, for her sake?

"Yanzi is beautiful, has a great figure, and a gentle personality. She is very suitable to be a wife."

"I really want to get married soon..."

Lin Jiu'an's next words struck Minamoto no Yorimitsu like a hammer blow, making her feel dizzy and having difficulty breathing.

The desolation in his eyes gradually turned into despair.

But Lin Jiu'an, who was usually very gentle and attentive to her and could observe any subtle changes in her emotions, seemed to have his heart completely focused on the woman he had just met, and did not notice her changes at all.

Even after the two returned to the Minamoto family and parted ways, he kept talking about 'Fujiwara Yeonko'.

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late at night.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep, his open purple eyes filled with a despairing blankness.

My mind was filled with memories of Lin Jiu'an's constant chatter about Fujiwara Yanko on his way back.

"Yeonja? Yeonja? Yeonja?"

His own child is going to marry another woman.

He hadn't even married another woman yet, but his heart was already elsewhere.

Memories of happy moments with Lin Jiu'an flooded his mind, but all that happiness turned to pain with each call of "Yanzi." Before he knew it, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's lifeless eyes began to fill with a demonic madness.

"No woman can take you away! Not even Fujiwara no Michinaga's child!"

"Jiu'an, you belong to your mother!"

Lin Jiu'an's bedroom was not in a separate courtyard, and it was not far from Minamoto no Yorimitsu's room.

The two were separated by only one room.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu got out of bed, wearing only his pajamas, and went straight to Lin Jiu'an's bedroom door. Without hesitation, he pushed the door open and looked at Lin Jiu'an, who was fast asleep on the bed. A clear look appeared in his bewitching eyes, and a struggle appeared on his face.

No.

I cannot hurt myself...

"Yanzi".

Suddenly, Lin Jiu'an murmured in his sleep, causing Minamoto no Yorimitsu to freeze in place.

"Yanzi?"

Seeing the smile on Lin Jiu'an's face, as if he was still recalling the ambiguous relationship with Fujiwara Yanko at the banquet, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's mind went blank again, and his eyes, which had regained a sliver of clarity, were now overshadowed by an even more frantic possessiveness.

"No, no, you're mine! You're Mommy's!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu muttered frantically, once again unable to control the demonic energy within him.

He walked straight to the bedside and abruptly lifted the cup.

Thunder surged, tearing Lin Jiu'an's pajamas to shreds. Looking at that exceptionally handsome body, Minamoto no Yorimitsu couldn't help but feel a surge of pride, followed by an even more frenzied possessiveness.

"Mother?"

When Lin Jiu'an woke up and opened his eyes, he saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu leaning on his arms and looking down at him.

Moonlight streamed through the open door, illuminating Minamoto no Yorimitsu's figure and revealing her exceptionally voluptuous physique, a rarity even in manga.

The woman had a huge snow-capped mountain, yet her waist was as slender as a young girl in her boudoir. Then there were her shapely buttocks, which could rival the snow-capped mountain, and her full, perfectly sized, wine-glass-shaped thighs. Her snow-white skin was even more dazzlingly white under the moonlight.

On this body, so perfect it could drive any man mad or even make him feel inferior, only a bewitching, seductive smile remained on that once cold face.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the astonishment on Lin Jiu'an's face, Minamoto no Yorimitsu showed no remorse or panic, but instead wore a devilish smile.

"Jiu'an, you belong to your mother!"

Done.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu suddenly launched an attack.

"Huh?!!!"

The first heavy blow launched at Lin Jiu'an actually caused Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the instigator, to freeze abruptly.

The reaction force from the attack and the sudden satisfaction of a long-suppressed desire.

This left Minamoto no Yorimitsu's mind completely blank.

The purple eyes that had been meeting Lin Jiu'an's gaze vanished from her open field of vision. Her cherry lips parted wide, and her pink tongue slid out weakly. In an instant, she performed a feat rarely seen by magicians, transforming her lightning attribute into a water attribute without any instruction.

The sudden defeat caused a flash of astonishment and disdain to cross Lin Jiu'an's eyes.

He hasn't done anything yet.

This mother is so lame!

Fortunately, as the head of the Minamoto clan and the current leader of warriors, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's physical abilities were far superior to those of a normal woman. She could even kill demons and ghosts, and she quickly recovered. Feeling full of energy within her body, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face was full of happiness.

at last!

The demonic aura in his eyes deepened.

Yes, that's it. Jiu'an can only be his own!

"Jiu'an, Mom loves you!"

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Until dawn broke, when the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness that had lasted all night.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu collapsed, powerless.

Feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled and was about to drift off to sleep.

suddenly.

A pair of large hands grabbed her waist.

"Is this all you're going to do?"

"Ugh?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu opened his beautiful eyes in a daze, his eyes still tinged with a strong demonic aura as he looked at Lin Jiu'an, who had suddenly stood up. The other man's face had lost its usual gentleness and elegance, and seemed to have been corrupted by his demonic nature, filled with tyranny.

"Jiu'an?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not understand what the other party wanted to do.

“I’m far from done, Mother.”

"well?!!!!"

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I don’t know how much time has passed.

The demonic energy in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes had been completely dispelled, replaced by endless shame and despair, but her remaining rationality still told her to stop.

"Jiu'an, no, no, that won't do."

The sky outside has gone from dawn to midday, when the moon is high in the sky.

This daytime.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not fail to hear the incredulous, even terrified, questions from the maid outside.

But in the end, without exception, they were all driven away by her cries of pain and Lin Jiu'an's brutality, which was completely different from his usual gentleness. Lin Jiu'an was just like her last night, only knowing how to launch unrestricted attacks on her.

Although her warrior's physique allowed her to barely resist, she had already been defeated several times in a row, and Minamoto no Yorimitsu himself had lost count of how many times he had woken up from his coma.

"Let go, let go of Mom."

She felt Lin Jiu'an's increasingly fierce attack speed and frequency, which seemed to want to kill her completely, and the unparalleled power that seemed to pierce her through completely with each attack.