In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

Minamoto Mannaka looked at "Higikiri" and "Kinamaru".

"But now based on your performance, I think you deserve these rumors."

"Abe, I can see that Raikou really likes you."

"So if you really want to marry her, I won't stop you."

"but--"

Gen Manzhong shifted his gaze from the two swords and then looked at the great Onmyoji in front of him.

"There are things I must tell you."

"Raikou has a destiny that I don't know about."

"On the day she was born, the Yin-Yang master who has the same last name as you mentioned something to me."

"That is, Raikou's fate is closely linked to the future of the Genji, and he will only allow me to keep one of them."

"And as the head of the Genji clan, I have no other choice."

"I can only let Lai Guang bear a fate I don't know about."

【You realize that this is the problem that Yuan Manzhong once faced. 】

【That is a multiple-choice question with only one option. 】

[As the head of the family, it is impossible for him to give up the entire clan for the sake of his eldest daughter. ]

【However, he has not forgotten his father's identity. 】

[The overly strict concern for his daughter actually came from his heartfelt worry. ]

"Master, maybe you have forgotten something because you are too busy."

"what's up?"

"There is more than one powerful Onmyoji."

Ian looked straight at Yuan Manzhong in front of him, as if he was the high-ranking general at this moment.

"If he can do it, I can do it too."

"Since he forces you to choose a clan."

"Then I will choose Raikou for you."

"..."

If someone else had said this, Genmanzhong would probably have thought it was just bragging.

But when it comes to this Onmyoji with the surname "Abe", he no longer thinks it is false.

After all, his daughter chose him.

And he does have the abilities to match it.

"I understand."

"In that case, you should marry Raikou as your wife."

Yuan Manzhong reached for the knife butt beside him.

"Rai Guang loves Wu."

"Consider 'Higekiri' and 'Kamimaru' as my gifts."

"Thank you, sir."

"I will definitely protect Raikou well."

[Minamoto no Mitsunaka approved your marriage to Minamoto no Raikou. ]

[As one of the most powerful clans in Heian-kyō, your wedding will be grand and lively. 】

[Even a three-year-old child can remember the shy look of Minamoto no Raikou in your arms. ]

[You became husband and wife with the blessings of the people of Kyoto. ]

[After the commotion, you entered the same dormitory openly for the first time. 】

[This is your wedding night that belongs only to the two of you. ]

"Master."

Minamoto no Raikou looked at Ian in front of him shyly.

“I never thought we would be able to reach this day.”

"Yes."

Ian smiled.

"So Raikou, I want to write a few waka poems to record this day."

"Then I'll go prepare paper and pen now!" Minamoto no Raikou replied immediately.

"Just prepare your pen."

Ian hugged Minamoto no Raikou and held her in his arms.

"because--"

"The paper I want is in my arms now."

118. Minamoto no Raikou's unforgettable happy wedding night (-word chapter)

"Master."

"Everything you want is already prepared."

Holding an inkstone of water, Minamoto Yorimitsu spoke respectfully to the man in front of him.

"So, what should I do next?"

"Um……"

Ian took the inkstone of clear water from Minamoto no Raikou's hand and gently placed it aside.

"Then, Raikou, what's next-"

"I'm just inconvenienced by asking you to serve as my paper for a while."

Minamoto no Raikou glanced at the document at his fingertips and nodded quickly.

"That's it, I understand."

"So--"

The warrior lay there meekly.

"Master, please don't worry too much."

"Ah."

The drawstring around the waist of the kimono was torn open.

The moonlight covered Minamoto no Raikou like a warm white veil.

She was dyed into the cleanest rice paper, without a speck of dust on her.

However, for Ian at this moment.

What he was really thinking about in his heart was actually something else.

[Although Minamoto no Mitsunaka approved your marriage with Minamoto no Raikou. ]

[But you haven't forgotten what he said.]

[Minamoto no Raikou has a secret that neither you nor he knows. 】

You decide to clarify this issue as best you can on your wedding night.

【This is a non-sexual contact. 】

[You just want to protect her. ]

Looking at the paper laid out in front of him because of Minamoto no Raikou's personal involvement, Ian did not feel too much emotion.

After all, as long as he wants, he can see such scenery at any time.

but--

He couldn't let her realize this on their wedding night.

After all, if you knew that the person you were marrying was thinking this way at the moment, it would be a bit of a mental blow.

That is absolutely impossible.

So just praise her well.

"Yakou."

"Yes, Master."

"You are so beautiful like this."

"Yes, really?"

Minamoto no Raikou, lying quietly on the desk covered with documents in his kimono, looked a little shy.

Her voice became moving:

"If it is beautiful, please take a closer look at it, Master."

"I'd be very happy if that happened."

but--

Although he said this, Minamoto no Raikou was actually somewhat embarrassed.

After all, as the eldest daughter of Genji, it is not easy to show her purest self in front of another man like this.

At least psychologically, it is a little difficult to accept.

Fortunately, this man is him.

Thinking back on my past experiences, everything seems to have happened naturally and successfully.

But Ian had other ideas.

He just opened his mouth and said:

"Raikou, although this may be a little inappropriate, I have some questions I want to ask you now, is that okay?"

"Of course, I will tell Master everything I know."

“Well, that’s great.”

While answering Minamoto no Raikou, Ian gently dipped the brush she had prepared into the inkstone's clear water.

"Raikou, do you remember your childhood?"

"Things from childhood?"

Although he felt that Ian's question was somewhat strange, Minamoto no Raikou still thought about it very seriously.

She nodded and replied:

"Maybe I can remember some of it."

"That--"

Ian picked up the brush and moved it towards Minamoto no Raikou's face.

"A little further?"

"A little further ahead?" Minamoto no Raikou was a little confused. "Master, when do you mean?"

"Well...like when you were born."

"This……"

Minamoto no Raikou frowned slightly, then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Master, I don't remember anything about that time."