Fate/Bastard First Simulation In Britain as Morgan's husband

[Having witnessed your prowess as an onmyoji, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's trust in you deepened.]

[If her previous admiration was based on self-interest.]

[Then now it is her personal respect.]

[And for this reason, she seemed to be secretly doing something strange behind your back, and didn't wake you up at the agreed time.]

[You were awakened by the smell of food.]

It smelled very good.

If you had to describe it, it was probably the feeling of several herbs mixed together.

The fragrance of nature was vividly displayed at this moment, a comfortable experience with just one sniff.

This wonderful feeling made Ian couldn't help but open his eyes.

Then, he saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu sitting upright beside him with her eyes closed.

And beside her was a bowl of porridge with green foam floating on the surface—the fragrance just now must have come from it.

Almost at the same time, when Ian opened his eyes, Minamoto no Yorimitsu also opened her eyes.

"Master, you're awake."

"Yes."

Ian nodded, then looked out the window.

What caught his eye was the rising sun.

"It seems it's already late, Yorimitsu, why didn't you wake me up?"

"Because—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face was slightly red.

"Master's sleeping appearance made me feel very good, so I couldn't bear to disturb you."

"Is that so?"

Ian looked at the curvy apprentice in front of him.

"So Yorimitsu, you just sat by my side like this?"

"Yes, Master."

[You realize Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't lie.]

[Because her legs really look like she said, she has been keeping the kneeling posture.]

[You realize that there may be more than just the respect of an apprentice for her master.]

[You have to do something.]

"Yorimitsu."

"Yes, Master."

"I want to wash my face, can you trouble me to fetch some water?"

"No problem."

According to Ian's request, Minamoto no Yorimitsu stood up and walked out of the house.

After a while, she returned to her master with a wooden basin full of clear water.

She took the towel from the side, soaked it in the basin, then wrung out the water, and leaned beside Ian.

"Master, please let me wipe your face."

"...Okay."

Ian did not refuse Minamoto no Yorimitsu's request.

The latter respectfully and carefully wiped every inch of skin on her master's cheek.

The degree of her care was no less than that of an artwork.

After a while, Minamoto no Yorimitsu finished the process.

But before Ian could speak, she continued.

"Master, this is the tea porridge I made for you."

"Please have a taste."

Seeing the bowl in front of him, Ian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and began to taste Minamoto no Yorimitsu's cooking.

"It tastes good, Yorimitsu."

"You have a good performance in cooking."

However—

Faced with Ian's praise, Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not express her happiness immediately, but asked a strange question cautiously.

"Then Master, did you taste any special taste?"

"Special taste?"

"Yes." Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded, "For example, a taste that would never appear in porridge normally."

"..."

Ian's eyes stayed on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's proud chest.

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

"Sorry, Yorimitsu."

"I didn't taste the taste you said."

"Is, is that so..." Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked a little regretful.

Ian didn't delve into it.

He asked another question.

"Yorimitsu, aren't we leaving here yet?"

"Master, not yet." Minamoto no Yorimitsu replied, "This is where you lived after all."

"It would be disrespectful to leave here if I just came for a while."

Others might be confused when they hear Minamoto no Yorimitsu's words.

But as a great onmyoji, Ian immediately realized that this was her statement after understanding onmyoji studies.

"Yorimitsu, are you afraid that after I leave, new monsters will breed in this village?"

Oni are born from thoughts.

His departure may indeed generate thoughts.

"Eh?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't expect her thoughts to be seen through so quickly.

But she knew there was no need to hide it, so she nodded directly.

"Master, you are so awe-inspiring, yet there are still monsters like Kawa-akago who dare to offend this village."

"I really can't imagine what it would be like after you leave."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Yorimitsu, according to this statement, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu honestly admitted her weakness.

"But I don't think we should leave in a hurry."

"This is a manifestation of irresponsibility."

Hearing this, Ian showed a satisfied smile.

"Well, very good."

"I'm relieved that you can think like this, Yorimitsu."

"You're right."

"We really shouldn't just leave like this, we have to do something."

[You decided to set up a barrier for this village based on what Minamoto no Yorimitsu was worried about.]

[Your departure time was postponed.]

[You and her appeared in the village more often.]

[People often see you two together.]

"Miss Yorimitsu."

A kind old woman said to Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of her.

"Thank you for the food you gave us before."

"It's nothing." Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled slightly, "You provided me with the information I needed, and the food is the reward I gave."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was not the kind of person who only knew how to ask for something unilaterally.

She would definitely reciprocate whatever she got from others.

"Hahaha." The old woman laughed.

Obviously.

She didn't know Minamoto no Yorimitsu's true identity, but she had a good first impression of this girl.

"Then thank you, Miss Yorimitsu."

"By the way—"

The old woman looked at Ian beside Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

The latter remained silent, just listening to the conversation between the two.

"Miss Yorimitsu, are you out for a walk with your husband again today?"

"Eh? Husband?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was about to explain, but was stopped by Ian.

He said with a smile:

"Yes, grandma, you're right."

"The weather is good today, so I took her out for a walk."

"Oh... is that so."

The old woman showed a happy smile—probably thinking that it was a very good thing for Minamoto no Yorimitsu to have such a husband.

"Then I won't disturb you."

"Okay, grandma, take care."

Watching the old woman leave satisfied, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a little puzzled.

But before she could ask, Ian had already taken the initiative to explain.

"She won't live for many days."

"At least before she dies, let her see what she wants to see."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was startled at first, but soon realized that Ian was not talking nonsense—he was a great onmyoji.

Her eyes gradually softened.

"Master, you are actually very gentle."

"Not only are you silently protecting this village, but you also take care of these people's feelings so much."

"...Maybe."

Ian smiled calmly.

"In short, before we leave here, let's continue to call each other by this identity."

"I understand, Master!"

[You and Minamoto no Yorimitsu began to call each other as partners.]

[This made it much easier for you to move in and out.]

[You demonstrated to her how to use a barrier to protect an area.]

[She was very interested in this and tried her best to record every step.]

[The barriers were constantly connected.]

[Finally, as you returned to the big tree at the entrance of the village, the barrier also became a big circle, wrapping the village inside.]

[In this way, unless it is an extremely powerful monster that commits evil, it is absolutely impossible for any more ghosts to harm the people in this village.]

[A month has passed.]

[It's time to leave.]

[You handed over the renovated house to the villagers.]

[In the evening, you and Minamoto no Yorimitsu got on the prepared carriage and left the village along the road in the field.]

Clop clop.

The hooves of the horse first rose and then fell, moving forward in this way.

Ian and Minamoto no Yorimitsu sat in the canopied rear compartment, moving forward with the horse.

The slanting sunset fell on the two of them, as if draping them in a dusky red veil.

"Master, we're finally leaving."

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

Perhaps not wanting to maintain this dullness on the road, Ian spoke again:

"Yorimitsu, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"You've seemed a bit off since we left the village. Did you leave something behind?"

"Eh?"

Hearing Ian say this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu immediately shook her head.

"Nothing like that."

"I've already checked the items Master and I are taking, and we didn't leave anything behind."

"Really?"

Ian turned his face and looked at his apprentice beside him.

"But your current state clearly suggests otherwise."

"Although lying is one of your options, I will be angry if you are discovered like this and don't admit it."

"..."

Knowing that she couldn't hide it from Ian, Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded and said:

"Master, I do have a few questions I want to ask you."

"Go ahead, what are the questions?"

"It's just—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked directly at Ian, a hint of hesitation in her purple eyes.

"In the past month or so, how did you feel about the villagers' way of addressing us?"

"...Didn't pay much attention."

"Didn't pay much attention?"

"Yes." Ian looked at his hands, "After all, setting up a barrier for such a large village is not a simple task, my attention was focused on that."

"I see..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu lowered her head, looking a little disappointed.

"Sorry, Master, I was rude."

"..."

"Yorimitsu, raise your head." Ian commanded, "If you start avoiding my eyes, the oni slaying skills can't be taught anymore."

"After all—"

"If you hold back from me, I can only hold back from you."

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu probably realized that you seemed a little angry.]

[She immediately raised her head and looked at you.]

[You noticed a subtle change in her eyes.]

"Yorimitsu, if you have any thoughts, say them now."

Ian said directly.

"..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was silent for a long time before slowly opening her mouth.

"Master—"

"In the past month, the feeling of being mistaken for your partner by the villagers made me very happy."

"So I want to know, do you mind being called that in the future?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked directly at Ian.

Obviously.

She wanted to decide whether to say the following words based on Ian's reaction.

"It's fine."

"At least I don't dislike it." Ian answered Minamoto no Yorimitsu's question truthfully.

"Then Master—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu moved a little closer to her master.

The fragrance emanating from her plump body slowly drifted into Ian's nose.

"Do you hate being taken care of by me as a partner?"

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu's words are straightforward enough.]

[She really liked the feeling of being mistaken for a couple with you by the villagers.]

[And from her eyes, you know that she didn't ask this question on impulse.]

[In the past month, she may have been thinking about this.]

[You realize this is a very important answer for both you and her.]

[This is related to whether the oni slaying skills can continue to be taught.]

"Yorimitsu."

"Are you sure this is your most sincere thought?"

Ian looked at her and asked.

"Do you think this kind of identity blessing is necessary—so that you won't waver in the process of oni slaying?"

"..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu thought for a while and responded to Ian.

"I can't be sure if that's the case."

"But I really like the days of taking care of Master."

"But thinking about it calmly, this seems to be a bit inconsiderate of Master's opinion."

"So let's modify it a bit—"

"At least before Master has other desired partners, let me temporarily take this position."

Hearing this, Ian did not directly answer Minamoto no Yorimitsu, but talked about another matter.

"Yorimitsu, do you remember you once asked me a question about tea porridge?"

"Eh?!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was suddenly mentioned this, blushed.

"I, I remember."

Ian nodded, then reached out and touched the huge softness, pulling them into various shapes.

In Minamoto no Yorimitsu's blushing state, he continued:

"Actually—"

"I know that taste is because you added something of yours to the porridge."

"Now, I miss it a little."

"Yorimitsu, can you let me taste that feeling again?"

"..."

Just like her own whimsical behavior, this was a shameful command from her master.

But Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't dislike it.

"I understand."

"Master, this is also one of the responsibilities I should fulfill in this position."

The curtain of the carriage was lowered.

Her sacred garden revealed.

Ian lowered his head and touched her already wet garden.

He remarked,

"Yorimitsu your garden seems to be quite wet it would be hard to travel like this".

And continued, " Then let me dry it".

Then he started sucking on it.

The warrior's moans came from the air.

"Master..ahnn~ah".

She became a personal drinking vessel for her master.

And that taste was as sweet as the tea porridge back then.

[The carriage continued to move forward.]

[A few days later, you arrived at Heian-kyo.]

[And the real trouble has just begun.]