Simulator in Type-moon, Starting with becoming Morgan husband!

Chapter 113. Drink Up – Minamoto no Raikou Making a "Drink" for Her Master

[After witnessing your power as an Grand Onmyouji, Minamoto no Raikou trusts you even more.]

[If in the past, her admiration for you stemmed from benefits.]

[Then now, it is her own respect.]

[And for this reason, it seems she has secretly done some strange things behind your back, even refusing to wake you as planned.]

[You are "awakened" by the scent of food.]

It smells amazing.

If something had to be used to describe it, perhaps it would be the sensation of multiple herbs blending together.

The fragrance of nature at this moment is fully expressed, and just a single breath is enough to make one feel relaxed.

That magical feeling makes Ian unable to resist opening his eyes.

Immediately, he sees Minamoto no Raikou sitting properly beside him, her eyes still closed.

Beside her is a bowl of porridge with a green foam floating on the surface—the aroma from earlier undoubtedly comes from this.

Almost at the same moment Ian opens his eyes, Minamoto no Raikou also opens hers.

"Master, you finally awake."

"Umu."

Ian nods slightly, then looks out the window.

The sunlight has already risen high.

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

"Because—"

Minamoto no Raikou's face turns slightly red.

"Master looks so beautiful when sleeping that I couldn't bring myself to disturb you."

"Is that so?"

Ian looks at his disciple, who has a full and voluptuous figure.

"So, Raikou, you just sat beside me the entire time?"

"Yes, Master."

[You realize that Minamoto no Raikou is not lying.]

[Because her legs truly look as if she has maintained a kneeling posture the entire time.]

[You realize that perhaps it is not just simple respect from a disciple to her master.]

[You need to do something.]

"Raikou."

"I'm here, Master."

"I want to wash my face. Can you get some water for me?"

"No problem."

Following Ian's request, Minamoto no Raikou stands up and steps outside.

Before long, she returns, carrying a wooden basin filled with clear water, placing it in front of her master.

She takes a cotton towel beside her, dips it into the basin, wrings it dry, and then approaches Ian.

"Master, please allow me to wipe your face for you."

"…Alright."

Ian does not refuse Minamoto no Raikou's offer.

With a certain reverence, she carefully wipes every inch of her master's face.

Her level of attentiveness is no different from handling a precious work of art.

After a long while, Minamoto no Raikou completes the process.

However, before Ian can even speak, she continues.

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

"Please have a taste."

Looking at the bowl of porridge brought before him, Ian hesitates for a moment but ultimately nods and begins to taste Minamoto no Raikou's cooking.

"The flavor is very good, Raikou."

"You did very well in cooking."

However—

Rather than immediately showing joy at Ian's praise, Minamoto no Raikou cautiously asks a strange question.

"Master, do you taste any special flavors?"

"Special flavors?"

"Yes." Minamoto no Raikou nods. "For example, a taste that absolutely shouldn't appear in normal porridge."

"..."

Ian's gaze lingers on Minamoto no Raikou's ample chest.

After hesitating for a moment, he shakes his head.

"Sorry, Raikou."

"I don't notice any other flavor as you mentioned."

"I… I see…" Minamoto no Raikou looks slightly disappointed.

Ian does not delve deeper into the matter.

Instead, he asks something else.

"Raikou, have we still not left here?"

"Master, for now, we cannot." Minamoto no Raikou replies. "After all, this is a place where you once lived."

"If I were to take you away immediately upon arrival, it would seem somewhat disrespectful to this place."

Others who hear these words from Minamoto no Raikou might find them confusing.

But as a Grand Onmyouji, Ian immediately realizes that this is her perception after mastering Onmyouji techniques.

"Raikou, are you worried that after I leave, this village will give birth to new demons?"

"Eh?"

Minamoto no Raikou did not expect her thoughts to be seen through so quickly.

However, she knows there is no need to hide it, so she directly nods.

"Master, despite your authority, even a demon like Kawa Akago dared to invade this village."

"After you leave, what will become of this place—I truly cannot imagine."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Raikou, if we go by what you said, then what do you plan to do?"

"I don't know."

Minamoto no Raikou frankly admitted her weakness.

"But I think at the very least, we shouldn't leave in a hurry."

"That would be irresponsible."

Hearing this, Ian smiled in satisfaction.

"Umu, very good."

"Raikou, for you to think this way truly puts me at ease."

"You're right."

"We can't just leave like this; we need to do something first."

[You decide to set up a barrier around the village based on Minamoto no Raikou's concerns.]

[Your departure is delayed.]

[The two of you are often seen together in the village.]

[People frequently see the two of you side by side.]

"Raikou-dono."

A kind elderly woman calls out to Minamoto no Raikou in front of her.

"Thank you so much for giving us food last time."

"It's nothing." Minamoto no Raikou smiles. "You provided me with the necessary information, so the food was just a small repayment."

Minamoto no Raikou is not the type to only receive without giving back.

What she receives from others, she inevitably returns in kind.

"Hohoho." The old woman chuckles.

Clearly.

She does not know Minamoto no Raikou's true identity, but her first impression of this girl is quite positive.

"Then thank you, Raikou-dono."

"Speaking of which—"

The old woman turns to Ian, who has remained silent, merely listening quietly to their conversation.

"Raikou-dono, are you taking a walk with your husband again today?"

"Eh? Husband?"

Minamoto no Raikou is about to explain, but Ian stops her.

He smiles and gently replies:

"Yes, you're not wrong."

"The weather is nice today, so we decided to take a stroll together."

"Hohoho… is that so."

The elderly woman smiles happily—perhaps she feels that Minamoto no Raikou having such a husband is a wonderful thing.

"Then I won't disturb you two any longer."

"Yes, take care, ma'am."

Watching the satisfied old woman walk away, Minamoto no Raikou looks a bit confused.

However, before she can ask, Ian proactively explains.

"She doesn't have much time left."

"At least before she passes, let her see what she wishes to see."

Minamoto no Raikou is momentarily stunned but quickly realizes that Ian is not speaking carelessly—he is a Grand Onmyouji, after all.

Her gaze softens.

"Master, you are truly very kind."

"Not only quietly protecting this village but also caring for people's emotions."

"…Perhaps."

Ian chuckles.

"Anyway, before we leave here, let's continue addressing each other like that."

"I understand, Master!"

[You and Minamoto no Raikou start addressing each other as a married couple.]

[This makes it more convenient for you both to move around and act.]

[You demonstrate to her how to use barriers to protect an area.]

[She shows great interest, carefully taking notes on every step.]

[The barriers are linked together continuously.]

[Finally, when the two of you return to the large tree at the village entrance, the barrier has formed a complete circle, enclosing the entire village within.]

[Now, unless an exceptionally powerful demon arrives to cause trouble, no demon will be able to harm the villagers anymore.]

[A month has passed.]

[It's time to leave.]

[The two of you hand over the renovated house for the villagers to manage.]

[In the evening, you and Minamoto no Raikou board the prepared carriage, following the road through the fields, leaving the village behind.]

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

The horse hooves lift and lower, steadily moving forward.

Ian and Minamoto no Raikou sit inside the covered carriage, continuing their journey along with the rhythm of the wheels.

The slanted sunset casts its glow upon them, as if draping them in a thin veil of deep crimson.

"Master, we're finally leaving, aren't we?"

"Umu."

"..."

"..."

Perhaps not wanting the entire journey to be shrouded in silence, Ian spoke up again.

"Raikou, is something wrong?"

"Master wants to ask if something is bothering me?"

"Um." Ian nodded slightly.

"Ever since we left the village, you seem a bit different. Did we leave something behind?"

"Eh?"

Hearing Ian's words, Minamoto no Raikou immediately shook her head.

"Not at all."

"Before leaving, I carefully checked everything we needed to bring along with Master. Nothing was left behind."

"Really?"

Ian turned to look at his disciple beside him.

"But the way you are now says otherwise."

"Although lying is an option, if I've already noticed and you still won't admit it, I will be upset."

"..."

Knowing she couldn't hide it from Ian, Minamoto no Raikou nodded slightly and then spoke.

"Master, there's actually something I wanted to ask you."

"Go ahead. What is it?"

"It's—"

Minamoto no Raikou looked straight at Ian, her violet eyes carrying a hint of hesitation.

"Over the past month, how did you feel about the way the villagers addressed us?"

"...I didn't pay much attention to it."

"You didn't?"

"Umu." Ian glanced down at his hands. "After all, setting up a barrier for an entire village of that size wasn't easy. I was fully focused on that."

"I see..."

Minamoto no Raikou lowered her head, looking somewhat disappointed.

"Sorry, Master. I was being unreasonable."

"..."

"Raikou, lift your head." Ian ordered. "If you start avoiding my gaze, then I can't continue teaching you demon-slaying techniques."

"Because—"

"If you distance yourself from me, then I will also distance myself from you."

[Minamoto no Raikou seems to realize that you are somewhat displeased.]

[She immediately lifts her head, looking directly at you.]

[You notice a subtle change in her eyes.]

"Raikou, if you have something on your mind, say it now."

Ian spoke frankly.

"..."

Minamoto no Raikou remained silent for a long moment before slowly speaking.

"Master—"

"Over the past month, being mistaken by the villagers for something we are not… truly made me happy."

"So, I want to know… do you mind if we continue being addressed that way in the future?"

Minamoto no Raikou looked straight at Ian.

Clearly.

She wanted to gauge his reaction before deciding whether to continue speaking.

"Not bad."

"At the very least, I don't dislike it." Ian answered Minamoto no Raikou's question truthfully.

"In that case, Master—"

Minamoto no Raikou leaned slightly toward her teacher.

A natural fragrance from her ample figure slowly spread, seeping into Ian's senses.

"Do you dislike being cared for as a partner by me?"

[Minamoto no Raikou has spoken very directly.]

[She truly enjoys the feeling of being mistaken for your wife.]

[And from her eyes, you know this is not just a question she asked on a whim.]

[Perhaps, throughout the past month, she has been thinking about this the entire time.]

[You realize that this is an incredibly important answer—not just for her, but for you as well.]

[This may affect whether you can continue teaching her demon-slaying techniques.]

"Raikou."

"Are you sure this is your truest thought?"

Ian looked at her, asking seriously.

"Do you think you need this title in order to stay focused on learning demon-slaying?"

"..."

Minamoto no Raikou fell into deep thought for a moment before answering Ian.

"I can't say for certain if that's the case."

"But I really enjoy taking care of Master."

"But thinking about it rationally, I haven't considered Master's feelings in this."

"So, let's adjust things a bit—"

"At the very least, until Master finds someone he truly desires, let me take on this role."

Hearing these words, Ian didn't respond immediately. Instead, he suddenly brought up something else.

"Raikou, do you remember asking me about a certain matter related to tea porridge?"

"Eh?!"

Caught off guard by the mention of this, Minamoto no Raikou's face instantly turned bright red.

"Y-Yes, I remember."

Ian nodded, then reached out, placing his hand on the soft, enormous mounds on her chest, kneading them into various shapes with ease.

Watching Minamoto no Raikou's face turn scarlet, Ian continued.

"Actually—"

"I knew what it tasted like because you added something of your own into the porridge."

"Now, I kind of miss that taste."

"Raikou, can I have another taste of it?"

"..."

Just like her own impulsive action back then, this was an embarrassing request from her Master.

However, Minamoto no Raikou did not feel repulsed.

"I understand."

"Master, this is also one of the responsibilities I should bear in this role."

The carriage curtains were drawn.

Soft moans of a female warrior echoed in the air.

She had become a drink that belonged solely to her Master.

And that feeling, just like the tea porridge before, was incomparably sweet.

[The carriage continued moving forward.]

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

[And the real trouble was only just beginning.]

(note: Uwa~ I also want to drink porridge too)