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

[General Minamoto no Mitsunaka decided to give you a chance.]

[He appointed you as the exclusive onmyoji of the Minamoto clan on the spot.]

[Of course, you know that this kind of appointment comes at a price.]

[If you fail to do something in the next period of time, he will probably turn his back on you on the spot.]

[But you are not worried about this problem.]

[Because you really found some "thoughts" existing in Heian-kyo.]

"Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's gentle voice came from beside her.

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

Ian smiled indifferently.

"Isn't that something to be surprised about?"

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

"At least—"

"He is willing to listen to my reasons, isn't he?"

Hearing this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned her face away and muttered in a low voice.

"Of course I know."

"I have never said that he is not a good father... just a little too strict with me."

"Well, it's good that you can think so."

"I don't want you to fall out."

[With Minamoto no Mitsunaka's acquiescence, you and Minamoto no Yorimitsu began to appear in Kyoto together.]

[She took care of your daily life as a partner.]

[She fulfilled her promise and used her body to "nurture" your memories after you came to Heian-kyo.]

[Every night, you can see her sitting quietly in your room, bathing in the moonlight coming through the night.]

Minamoto no Yorimitsu is very particular about etiquette.

Therefore, even if she needs to take off her clothes to serve her master, she will fold the removed kimono neatly and put it on the tatami next to her.

"Master."

She asked the man in front of her respectfully.

"What kind of service do you need tonight?"

"Same as usual."

"Okay, I understand."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who understood Ian's wishes, nodded.

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

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

Minamoto no Yorimitsu stretched out her hand to the dark side, and then touched the magic weapon that should be served tonight.

It was not hard yet but still had that distinct warmth.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she reminded carefully:

"Master, excuse me."

"Please, Yorimitsu."

After a brief exchange of words, Minamoto no Yorimitsu began to fulfill her duties as an apprentice.

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

And the right hand wipes the dust on the surface of the magic weapon rod.

She rubbed it repeatedly wanting to awaken the sleeping dragon.

Unlike the previous time, due to the absence of the towel, the whole process became much smoother and could not be stopped.

It was now standing proudly like a dragon.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes were full of expectations.

She continued her handwork and begged Ian, after feeling his weapon getting more hot expecting to taste it again.

"Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt the familiar warmth increase, and her eyes were filled with joy beyond her apprentice status.

"Please give me your love."

"Okay."

Hearing Ian's response, Minamoto no Yorimitsu slowly let go.

Immediately afterwards, the magic weapon poked out little by little in the dark.

It responded to Minamoto no Yorimitsu's expectation and touched her clean forehead.

"Yorimitsu, you have worked hard."

"Nothing, it is my honor to be able to help Master."

After Minamoto no Yorimitsu finished speaking, she closed her eyes with a happy face.

The next moment, she heard the sound of heavy rain pouring down.

It touched her forehead;

It passes through the beam between the eyes;

It carved out a river there, all the way to the tip of the nose, but then parted ways, scattered left and right;

Finally, it reached the edge of her face.

Drip, drip.

The warrior's chest also felt the same.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu realized.

She really likes sitting in the rain.

That is the beauty that belongs to him and her.

[You don't just enjoy the care from Minamoto no Yorimitsu.]

[You are also fulfilling your promise.]

[You started to act in Kyoto to find out the source of the "thoughts" for the Minamoto clan.]

[This is not a simple process.]

[The Minamoto clan has a very high status in Heian-kyo. Naturally, it is not allowed to rashly declare that they are eliminating "thoughts" for them.]

[Therefore, you actually have no way to use the huge power of the Minamoto clan, nor can you publicize your purpose to others.]

[But this can't stop you at all.]

[Because you are the most powerful onmyoji in the entire Heian-kyo.]

[Great Onmyoji + Enhanced to Great Onmyoji ++: You, who have taken up the position of onmyoji again, have gradually regained the familiar feeling, and your sensitivity to monsters has increased a lot.]

[You first discovered the "reverse pillar".]

When trees grow, there is a distinction between upper and lower.

In the process of being made into pillars, if the carpenter carelessly reverses the direction and puts it in a humid place, it is very likely to give birth to a monster who is dissatisfied with this.

The name of this monster is "reverse pillar".

"Yorimitsu."

After taking down the part that bred the "reverse pillar" and controlling it with a curse seal, Ian said to Minamoto no Yorimitsu beside him;

"Kill it now."

"Yes!"

Holding the long sword that Ian had cast a spell on, Minamoto no Yorimitsu took a deep breath and prepared to kill this monster with her own hands.

But at this moment, she suddenly stopped there.

This abnormality was quickly noticed by Ian, and he immediately asked:

"Yorimitsu, what's wrong? Why don't you do it?"

"Master..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned her head, looking very hesitant.

"There seems to be a child inside."

"..."

Ian's face sank.

He came to Minamoto no Yorimitsu's side.

indeed.

The "reverse pillar" that had just exuded a strange aura has now transformed into a crying baby's face.

Even if you watch it at such a close distance, you will feel like someone has buried a child in it.

This is a completely different situation from the "Kawa-akago" at that time.

But Ian did not hesitate.

He directly grabbed the knife in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand and stabbed it hard into this face.

With a bang.

The flames exploded.

The "reverse pillar" that was considered to cause a fire house turned into coke in the red heat, then turned into a black shadow and scattered with the wind.

"Yorimitsu!"

"You performed very poorly this time!" Ian's voice was stern and harsh.

"I should have said that when exorcising ghosts, you must not hesitate like this!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu apologized immediately and then lowered her head.

Seeing her like this, Ian's anger subsided a lot.

He sighed, hugged her in his arms, and gently stroked her long hair.

"Yorimitsu."

"It's certainly a good thing to have good intentions."

"But when you exorcise ghosts, you must not have this kind of mentality—if I hadn't been by your side just now, you might be in danger now."

"Promise me."

"From now on, you must never make such a mistake again."

"No matter what it becomes—as long as it is a ghost you should kill, you must not be soft-hearted!"

"I know."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, nestled in Ian's arms, remembered everything he said.

[You and Minamoto no Yorimitsu continue your master-disciple training in Kyoto.]

[You have successively killed "Takaonna" and "Mikoshi Nyudo".]

[These are the wronged souls formed because they are too tall to marry, and the ghosts that are happy to scare people.]

[Although they are not very powerful, they are very good opponents for Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who has just started learning the art of killing ghosts.]

[She is constantly growing under your guidance.]

[And her love for you is getting stronger.]

[This kind of emotion gradually melted into behavior.]

[The most obvious manifestation is that she still has not forgotten that she is your "drinking pot".]

On the road in Kyoto.

A carriage is slowly walking.

The extremely luxurious decoration on the carriage is enough to reveal the fact that the owner of the carriage is the Minamoto clan.

Therefore, no one dared to stop the carriage, everyone was afraid of causing trouble.

But what they didn't know was that it was this unattended state that provided a unique environment for Minamoto no Yorimitsu to serve her master.

In the carriage.

The warrior's white shoulders have danced with the air.

The portable dessert is tightly bound by rice rope, like a pair of steamed mountain dumplings.

Ian sucked on her bounded breasts.

It tasted sweet in his mouth.

The onmyoji enjoyed the feast, while the warrior needed to endure the inner urging and remain silent to avoid attracting attention.

Such a process, if willing, would last for a considerable period of time.

However, Ian probably didn't want to see his apprentice suffer too much, so he just took a small taste.

"Yorimitsu, the taste is getting sweeter and sweeter."

"Yes, Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the man in front of her affectionately.

"I have specially adjusted my diet for this."

"..."

Ian's expression was a little complicated.

After a long time, he asked:

"Yorimitsu, is it worth doing this for me?"

"Of course it's worth it."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu answered without hesitation.

"You are my master."

"No matter how much effort and changes I make for you, it is a matter of course, right?"

"..."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him and smiled slightly.

"It seems that I have to teach you the art of killing ghosts even more carefully."

"Otherwise, I would be ashamed of your efforts."

"That's great."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu leaned against Ian, her eyes only filled with love for him.

"Then Master, can I ask you a question?"

"What question?"

"You told my father that your surname is 'Abe' at that time. Is that true?"

"..."

Ian pondered for a moment, first nodded, and then shook his head.

"It can be said to be true, or it can be said to be false."

"What does that mean?"

"Well... it's like this, Yorimitsu."

Ian smoothed Minamoto no Yorimitsu's kimono.

"I don't remember if my real surname is this... but when your father asked this question, I remembered it."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment, and then realized something.

"Master, do you mean that you have recovered your past memories?!"

"Maybe."

"That's great!" Minamoto no Yorimitsu was very happy, "In this way, you will remember all the things you forgot sooner or later, right?!"

Before she was happy for two minutes, she suddenly realized something.

"Eh... then in that case."

"Master, wouldn't the memories I 'nurtured' for you be meaningless?"

"How can it be meaningless?"

Ian gently stroked Minamoto no Yorimitsu's beautiful hair.

"They are as important as my forgotten memories, that's the meaning."

[Your ghost-exorcising journey in Kyoto continues.]

[As the eldest daughter of the Minamoto clan, Minamoto no Yorimitsu does have a unique wisdom.]

[She learned the ghost-killing skills you taught very quickly.]

[Two or three months later, she could even start looking for the hidden ghosts herself.]

[However, she was not proud of it, but became more serious.]

[You realize that this is "the more you know, the more you realize your ignorance".]

[You like her very much, so you are also trying your best to teach her.]

"Master."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the sword in her hand.

"If I kill 'Nurikabe' again, I will have eliminated twenty ghosts."

"Is that so?"

"It seems that my apprentice really has the potential to become a competent onmyoji."

Ian did not hesitate to praise her.

This made Minamoto no Yorimitsu blush, but her eyes never left her master.

Ian noticed this.

He looked at her and asked:

"Yorimitsu, what's wrong?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. There is no need to hide anything between us."

"It's just—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu grabbed Ian's hand.

"Master, you have been living in Kyoto for almost half a year, right?"

"Yes."

"Then—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu gently shook Ian's hand.

"Master, have you found any girl who suits your heart?"

"No."

This is not Ian going along with Minamoto no Yorimitsu's wishes, but he really has no feelings.

There are indeed many beautiful women in Kyoto.

But this great onmyoji is completely indifferent to this.

At least 90% of the past six months have been spent killing ghosts and teaching Minamoto no Yorimitsu to kill ghosts.

Hearing this news, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's purple eyes revealed a burst of joy.

"Master, are you serious? You don't have to say that to take care of my feelings."

Ian smiled slightly.

"Yorimitsu, do you think I am that kind of person?"

"...Indeed."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu recalled a polite smile.

"Master has always been the kind of person who says one thing is one thing."

"Then—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes fell on the man in front of her again.

"Master, you said I performed well, right?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, "Being able to kill nearly twenty ghosts after only half a year of learning is already better than ordinary onmyoji."

"That means..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's feet gently drew circles on the tatami.

"I brought pride to Master?"

"Of course." Ian answered without hesitation.

"Then in that case—"

"Master, as your pride, can I make a small request—just as a reward for my efforts?"

"What request?"

"You see, you haven't met a woman who moved your heart in half a year."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's voice became a little trembling.

"And I lack a reward from you."

"Then—"

"In order to solve these two things at the same time."

"Master, can I trouble you to condescend and marry me as a temporary wife?"