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Ian's undisguised "self-introduction" made Yuan Manzhong look surprised.

Minamoto no Raikou looked at Ian with surprise.

After all, when he was in that village before, he seemed reluctant to leave.

That's why.

Until just now, I was still worried that he would suddenly give up everything and return to the mountains again.

Now it looks like that won’t happen.

Is this a change you made because of yourself?

Minamoto no Raikou looked at him and couldn't help but feel a surge of touching love in his heart.

But what she didn't know was that her father saw all the love she showed.

The general immediately became dissatisfied.

"What are you talking about in your sleep?"

"Even if you are the most famous Onmyoji that Raikou found, what does that mean?"

"Is there anything you can do to help us?"

"From a general perspective, there is really nothing I can do for the Genji clan."

"But--"

Ian was not afraid of the resentful look that Yuan Manzhong cast towards him.

"That doesn't mean I can't take any action to secure benefits for the Genji clan."

"what do you mean?"

Genmanaka asked.

"Are you trying to use this inconsistent logic to confuse me and cause me to have a wrong understanding?"

"Absolutely not."

"There's nothing contradictory about this," Ian continued to explain.

"I really can't get anything like wealth and territory for the Genji family."

"But correspondingly—"

"I can clear the 'thoughts' that are secretly blocking you, and in this way, it can indirectly help you."

"..."

Yuan Manzhong's expression became even more serious.

"Are you trying to say that our Genji was stopped by Nen?"

"That's right, sir."

"But you should know the status of our Genji in Heian-kyō. All of our descendants can rise to prominence. How can we be stopped?"

"Until the stream stops flowing, no one will notice the accumulated silt." Ian responded calmly.

"but--"

"If you don't believe what I say, then please just laugh it off."

[Your words made Yuan Manzhong pay attention. 】

[He frowned and seemed to be thinking about something.]

[You noticed that his eyes never left Minamoto no Raikou who was beside you. ]

[You realize that there may be some secrets in the Genji family that you don't know. ]

Silence filled the whole house.

After a long while, Yuan Manzhong spoke again:

"Are you serious?"

"Is there 'mind' in our Genji roots?"

Minamoto no Raikou was a little surprised.

In her impression, her father clearly hated Onmyoji,

But at this moment, he expressed a concept that only those who have carefully studied Yin-Yang Art can understand.

Something seemed to be wrong.

But before Minamoto no Raikou had time to think about it, Ian nodded and replied:

"Well, you're right."

"To be precise, it is a strange thought that has already formed."

"Do you have any solution to this problem?" Yuan Manzhong asked again.

Ian smiled.

"I can't guarantee a solution, but if you need it, I will do my best."

There was another moment of silence.

It took a while for Yuan Manzhong to speak again.

"I understand."

"But speaking of which, there are many rumors about you in Kyoto."

"But so far, it seems that no one has officially mentioned your last name."

"So--"

"Can you at least let me know your last name first?"

"..."

Almost at the same time, when Ian heard Yuan Manzhong ask this question, a picture flashed back in his mind.

It was a hand touching his head, trembling and cold.

Along with it came the final whisper.

"Your name is Ampere—"

The words in the dream were not finished.

The reality has already responded.

"master."

"My last name is Ampere."

116. Master, Please Marry Me (-word chapter)

【General Yuan Manzhong has decided to give you a chance. 】

[He immediately appointed you as the exclusive Onmyoji of the Genji clan.]

[Of course, you know this naming comes at a price. 】

[If you don't do something in the next period of time, he might turn hostile on the spot.]

【But you don’t have to worry about this problem. 】

[Because you really discovered some "thoughts" that exist in Heian-kyō. ]

"Master."

Minamoto no Raikou's gentle voice came from beside me.

"I didn't expect you to dare to speak like that in front of my father."

Ian smiled calmly.

"Is there nothing strange about this?"

"Yakou, your father is not an unreasonable person."

"At least--"

"He's still willing to listen to me, isn't he?"

Hearing this, Minamoto no Raikou turned his head and muttered softly.

"Of course I know."

"I never said he wasn't a good father... he just controlled me a little too much."

"Well, it's great that you think so."

"I don't want you to have a falling out."

[With the tacit consent of Minamoto no Mitsunaka, you and Minamoto no Raikou began to appear together in Kyoto. ]

【She takes care of your daily life as a partner. 】

[She fulfilled her promise and used her body to 'nurture' your memories after coming to Heian-kyō. ]

[You can see her sitting quietly in your room every night, bathing in the moonlight that passes through the night. ]

Minamoto no Raikou was very particular about etiquette.

So even if she needed to take off her clothes to serve her master, she would fold the kimono neatly and place it on the tatami beside her.

"Master."

She asked the man in front of her respectfully.

"What kind of service do you need tonight?"

"Same as usual."

"Okay, I see."

After understanding Ian's wishes, Minamoto no Raikou nodded.

The room was cleverly divided into two halves by the moonlight leaking in from the sky.

The man stood in the darkness, while the warrior knelt in the light.

Minamoto no Raikou stretched out his hand towards the dark side, and then touched the magic weapon that should serve him well tonight.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she reminded carefully:

"Master, I am sorry."

"I'm counting on you, Raikou."

After a simple exchange of words, Minamoto no Raikou began to fulfill the responsibilities of a disciple.

Her left hand held the part where the magic weapon was connected to the golden ball.

The right hand is used to wipe the dust off the surface of the rod of the instrument.

The difference from before is that without the obstruction of the towel, the whole process became much smoother and there was no way to stop.

"Master."

Minamoto no Raikou felt the familiar warmth, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes that went beyond his status as a disciple.

"Please give me your love and compassion."

"it is good."

Hearing Ian's response, Minamoto no Raikou slowly loosened his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the magic weapon slowly emerged from the darkness.

It responded to Minamoto no Raikou's expectations and rested against her clean forehead.

"Raikou, thank you for your hard work."

"No, it's my honor to be able to help Master."

After Minamoto no Raikou finished speaking, he closed his eyes with a happy look on his face.