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

You realize that something might not be right.

Is it a ghost?

Ian recalled the memories in his mind, but found nothing related.

In that case, it shouldn't be a ghost.

Although we cannot be completely sure whether this is the case, the possibility should be relatively high.

but no matter--

This is not what should happen on the streets of Kyoto.

Ian looked at the figure again, only to find that the other person was also looking at him.

This time, there is more that can be confirmed.

It was a beautiful female face.

Her skin is fair with a rosy glow.

Red lips and white teeth, beautiful and graceful.

The pair of golden eyes are enchanting but not charming, and have a bit of the meaning of a beautiful woman.

Long pink hair emerged from the bamboo hat, neatly arranged like strands of red cherry blossoms.

Even Ian, who was not interested in women, could not help but admire this stunning beauty.

But it's just a sigh.

The Great Onmyoji quickly suppressed his emotions - because he knew that the other party had discovered him.

On the bustling streets of Kyoto, the two of them looked at each other like this.

Ian saw a pair of sad eyes—slightly drooped eyes, a somewhat distracted gaze, and waves of sadness revealed in them.

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But out of subconscious kindness.

Ian still gave her a friendly smile.

But he didn't expect that

After seeing this smile, the other party actually showed a surprised expression, as if he had never experienced such a thing before.

Horse hooves sounded.

The French royal troops in charge of the search passed by Ian in a mighty manner.

When they left, the man's figure had disappeared from the Great Onmyoji's sight, as if everything had never happened.

"This……"

Ian couldn't believe his eyes.

"Lord Abe?"

A foot soldier came over.

"what happened to you?"

"nothing."

Ian didn't tell anyone about the dream encounter he had just had on the street.

He always felt that behind that sad look, there were some difficult-to-explain problems.

【You returned to the mansion with this thought in your mind. 】

【You saw Minamoto no Raikou. 】

【You are a little surprised. 】

[Because according to past practice, as an important minister, she should still be handling state affairs at this moment. ]

"Husband!"

When Minamoto no Raikou saw Ian coming back, he immediately put down what he was doing and rushed towards him.

"You're finally back."

"..."

The heavy workload did not destroy the relationship between the two, but made every meeting worthwhile.

The surging waves that remain the same as always are the greatest happiness.

Ian had long been accustomed to Minamoto no Raikou's way of being intimate with him.

Besides——

This feeling is indeed not that uncomfortable.

"Madam, you came back really early today."

"Ah."

Minamoto no Raikou raised his head, and Ian was the only one left in his eyes.

"Because the manhunt has begun... so relatively speaking, there are not that many things to deal with today."

“That’s right——!”

Minamoto no Raikou grabbed Ian's hand.

"Husband, let's take a bath together today!"

"Well, ma'am, whatever you like."

[You have arrived at the bathhouse in the mansion. ]

[This is the place that Minamoto no Raikou specially asked someone to build. ]

[Whether in terms of size or distribution, it is very similar to the small pond where you first met.]

[Although this took up a lot of space, it also cost a lot of money. ]

【But Minamoto no Raikou was very satisfied with this. 】

"Husband."

"Let me serve you."

"Then there's Mrs. Law."

The loose kimono that the Onmyoji usually wore was taken off.

There was a figure leaning against the edge of the bathtub.

Minamoto no Raikou knelt aside, scrubbing the towel with hot water that he had prepared in a wooden basin.

To be fair, this is not something that someone of her status should do.

There are many servants in the mansion, and naturally many of them are capable of doing this kind of thing.

only--

Minamoto no Raikou is very possessive of Ian.

There is no way I could give up an opportunity like waiting in the bath to anyone else.

She wiped her husband's hand, and the light of love gradually appeared in her pupils.

"Husband, is this comfortable?"

"Comfortable." Ian replied, "But if Madam does this...it will be very tiring, right?"

"After all, I just got freed from heavy official duties, and now I have to work so hard again. I feel a little bit reluctant."

"That--"

Minamoto no Raikou poked his head out from behind Ian.

"Husband, please serve me a little."

"No problem." Ian agreed immediately, "What kind of service would you like, ma'am?"

“Well…it’s this kind of service.”

Minamoto no Raikou held Ian's hand and placed it on his most proud body curve.

"Give mom a massage here~"

Clatter. Clatter.

There was another set of clothes on the shore of the bathing pool.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was immersed in hot water.

The hot air stirred her cheeks, dyeing everything red.

She was the governor of Mino at the time and was enjoying all-round relaxation.

Her legs were slightly apart, and she sat on her lover as if she were sitting on a rattan chair.

but--

People sitting on rattan chairs will worry about falling off.

But at the moment, she doesn't have to worry about such things.

Because Ian behind her gave her the strongest support and stability.

As for the warrior's hands, they were tightly pressed against the backs of his lover's hands.

And this contact is accompanied by turbulent changes.

The large yet soft hemispherical curve is transformed into various shapes by the five fingers, sometimes concave, sometimes stretched, and occasionally even focused on one point and gently twisted.

But Minamoto no Raikou had no way to say anything at this moment.

Because her lips were forcibly taken by the Great Onmyoji, even the movement of her tongue required the other party's permission.

All that was left in the warrior's head was a groggy feeling.

But she didn't hate being restricted by the other party. Instead, she felt extremely relaxed.

When their lips temporarily separated.

Minamoto no Raikou looked at the man he was leaning against, exhaled a breath of hot air, and spoke with a gentle smile:

"Husband, can you please satisfy me as both a wife and a mother?"

"...Of course."

The satisfaction of being a wife comes from the act of reproduction.

The satisfaction of being a mother lies in the act of breastfeeding.

So--

It would be nice if both of these can be achieved at the same time.

The great Yin-Yang Master lowered his head and deeply kissed the flower chamber on one side.

On the other side, enough freedom is given, allowing the warrior to feel the throbbing from his hands.

Beneath the water, undercurrents are surging.

The magic weapon was stirring the water up and down, as if trying to make it warmer in this way.

Minamoto no Raikou exhaled slightly and his eyes rolled up slightly.

Finally, she spoke;

"Husband...please love and care for mom."

There is a line between the three points.

A warm ray of light from the Great Onmyoji underwater;

The warrior flew towards the sweet line that flew out from the water;

And the gleam of maternal love that blossomed in Ian’s mouth;