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

Under the cover of night, Shuten-douji took Ibaraki-douji and hid in the dark.

"Whoo~"

The petite female ghost wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled smugly.

"These stupid humans still want to discover us?"

"think too much!"

"But--"

Ibaraki Douji, who was taken aside by Shuten Douji to hide, looked very confused.

"Shuten, there is one thing I don't understand."

"what's up?"

Shuten-doji turned around and looked at his good friend beside him with a happy face.

"What don't you understand? Just tell us!"

"that is--"

Ibaraki Douji looked towards the place where the ghosts had just been.

"Weren't those ghosts just now the same as us?"

"Why do you want to chase them away? Wouldn't it be better to let them cause a big commotion in Heian-kyō?"

"..."

Shuten-doji's expression suddenly became somewhat awkward - this question coming from his subordinate and friend was really too sharp.

It took her a while to think of a way out of this predicament.

"Izuki, you don't understand this!"

"We, this is to ensure that no ghosts can snatch Heian-kyō from us in the future, so we drive them all away in advance!"

“Is that so?!”

Golden stars appeared in Ibaraki Douji's eyes.

"As expected of Shuten! He will be able to achieve the great revival of the demon clan wherever he goes!"

"Big, probably..."

Shuten-douji felt more and more embarrassed as he looked at Ibaraki-douji who was full of admiration.

She couldn't tell her good friend what she was thinking at this moment - she actually no longer wanted to revive the ghost clan.

The so-called actions were all to share the worries of the great Onmyoji.

Shuten-doji felt that he was not worthy of the title of Demon King of Mount Oe.

but--

This feeling is not bad.

【You haven't forgotten your purpose. 】

[After returning from Onigashima, you began to investigate the matter concerning Minamoto Manchu.]

【However, this process is not as simple as imagined. 】

[Because you can't ask your four adopted sons to help, and you also have to avoid Kaiyuan Raikou. ]

【This is definitely not an easy thing for you to do. 】

[Fortunately, Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji listened to you enough, so there was no progress at all. ]

[More than a month has passed.]

In Ian's room.

Shuten-doji was stealing glances at the great Onmyoji beside him.

Her throat was moving slightly and her heart was pounding.

She had spent a month planning something - just to give him something today.

"what happened?"

Ian was busy with the information recorded in the bamboo scrolls, and asked without turning his head:

"Shuten, what do you want from me?"

"..."

Looking at the busy figure of the Great Onmyoji, Shuten-doji suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Um... Uncle, are you busy?"

"If you're busy, forget it."

"..."

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.