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

Chapter 110. Master, I Want to Learn How to Kill Demons!

[You confirm multiple times that you did not mishear.]

[The person in front of you, Minamoto no Raikou, just expressed the thought of wanting to kill demons.]

[You are certain that this is the purpose she came to find you for this time.]

"Killing demons?"

Ian placed the freshly grilled prey down and looked at the voluptuous female samurai in front of him.

"That's quite an unheard-of thought."

"This is the first time I've heard someone tell me they want to do this."

"Everyone has their own desires, right?"

Minamoto no Raikou replied resolutely.

"And my desire is to eradicate all demons from this world."

"But—"

"Minamoto no Raikou."

Ian looked up at the starry sky above, his expression somewhat subtle.

"I think you may have misunderstood the identity of an Onmyoji."

"Indeed, Onmyoji can predict calamities, perceive dangers, and come into contact with countless yokai, demons, and deities."

"But that does not mean we know how to kill demons."

"If you wish to explore this aspect—then I think you should find someone else instead."

"No."

Minamoto no Raikou firmly shook her head.

"I absolutely do not think that way."

"Your reputation in Heian-kyo is so renowned—how could you not know how to kill demons?"

"It's just an empty reputation." Ian chuckled softly.

"In all those stories, has anyone actually ever seen me kill a demon?"

"I think not a single person has."

"..."

Ian's words immediately left Minamoto no Raikou speechless.

He was right.

Although there were countless legends about the man before her vanquishing demons, all of them remained mere "tales."

No one had ever personally witnessed this Grand Onmyoji slay a demon.

Minamoto no Raikou's silence told Ian that she had no rebuttal.

He stood up and spoke under the moonlight:

"Therefore, Minamoto no Raikou, please go back."

"I am not the person you are looking for."

"And also, thank you for tonight's dinner."

[You leave this mountain.]

[Under the moonlight, you step towards the place you call home.]

[You sense a gaze constantly watching your back.]

[You know Minamoto no Raikou is still following you.]

"Minamoto no Raikou."

Ian turned his head back.

"There's really no need to keep following me."

"I cannot teach you how to kill demons—rather than wasting time on me, why not seek out other possibilities in this world?"

"I think, with your persistence, willing to spend months chasing after a single goal, you will certainly achieve some results."

"No."

Minamoto no Raikou responded almost instantly, without hesitation.

"If I were just looking for any teacher, I wouldn't have needed to leave Heian-kyo."

"The one I seek is a Grand Onmyoji like you—only you meet my requirements."

"But I already told you I cannot fulfill them."

"No, it's just that you feel I don't respect you enough, so you refuse to teach me."

"..."

[You realize that your earlier moment of leniency has led Minamoto no Raikou to misunderstand.]

[It seems she has attributed the entire reason for this matter to her lack of 'reverence' toward you.]

[You really want to correct this misunderstanding.]

[But when you look into those eyes, brighter than the moonlight, you understand that her mindset will not change in a short time.]

Ian sighed.

"Suit yourself."

"I just hope that when the time comes, you won't feel like you've wasted your time."

"Besides—"

"Following me around like this… what exactly is your intention?"

"Oh… Master is asking about this?"

Minamoto no Raikou slightly shook the bow in her hand, then lifted the animal pelt draped over her.

"Master, as they say, 'borrowed things must be returned to their owner.'"

"Since you lent me this bow and this pelt, naturally, I should return them to your residence in perfect condition."

"Moreover—"

"The moon is high tonight, I assume Master wouldn't mind if I stay for the night?"

"..."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Raikou.

"Hey, as a woman, isn't it a bit reckless to casually stay overnight at an unfamiliar man's house? Won't that cause a lot of rumors?"

"I know."

Minamoto no Raikou met Ian's gaze without the slightest evasion.

"But I don't care."

At this point, there was nothing more to say.

Ian understood that he had no way of refusing Minamoto no Raikou's request to stay.

"Alright then."

"You can stay for the night."

"But—I hope you won't regret it."

"I will never regret it."

[Minamoto no Raikou was very happy.]

[She followed closely behind you.]

[She returned with you to the place where you lived.]

[To be honest, this was a situation that should be avoided at all costs.]

[A beautiful woman following you home at night would, no matter what, become a topic of gossip.]

[But you were not worried at all.]

[Because you knew that your poverty would help you avoid all trouble.]

[In the end, the two of you arrived home.]

Minamoto no Raikou could hardly believe what she was seeing.

Before her was an utterly dilapidated house.

The windows that should have been there were long gone, leaving only the bare wooden frames as proof they once existed.

The tatami-covered floor had been trampled to the point of being uneven and looked utterly messy.

Upon closer inspection, one could even see reeds poking out from beneath.

The corners of the walls were filled with cobwebs, with the dried-up remains of small insects clinging to them, as if they had withered with time.

A large hole gaped in the ceiling, barely covered with a few clumps of dry grass.

Scattered cracks allowed the moonlight to filter through, casting its glow directly onto a thin blanket below.

Beside it, a tattered pillow lay silently in the shadows.

The cramped room was thick with the scent of dampness and cold, making it impossible not to frown.

Was this truly a place where a person could live?

Minamoto no Raikou furrowed her brows tightly, even feeling a bit suffocated.

At that moment, Ian's voice rang out.

"Minamoto no Raikou, after seeing all this, surely you've realized that I'm not as capable as you imagined, right?"

"If you put down the bow and the animal pelt now and leave, you might still make it out of Kawaguchi before dawn."

"If you do that, then the only time you will have wasted is today."

Ian had thought that these blunt words would be the most ruthless way to shatter all of Minamoto no Raikou's illusions.

But to his surprise, after hearing them, not only did she not give up, she became even more determined.

"No."

"I will not leave."

Minamoto no Raikou hung the bow on a nail in the wall, then neatly folded the animal pelt and placed it on the small table beside her.

She looked around once before finally choosing a relatively clean corner.

After dusting it off briefly, she sat down.

"Master, I'm tired, so let's rest."

"Then—"

"Good night, Master. May we both have pleasant dreams."

After saying that, Minamoto no Raikou actually leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, falling asleep without the slightest hint of wariness.

Seeing this scene, Ian could only sigh.

He knew there was no way he could drive her away tonight.

After confirming that she had fallen asleep, he gently lifted the only blanket in the entire room that could still be considered usable and carefully draped it over her.

Then, he picked up the tattered pillow beside him and lay down in another corner of the room.

As he caught the faint scent of something unfamiliar lingering in the air, Ian unconsciously murmured.

"Living with someone else is really troublesome."

Despite saying that, he felt his eyelids grow heavier.

[In truth, you were very sleepy as well.]

[This morning, you had a sword duel with Minamoto no Raikou. In the afternoon, you racked your brain pondering your own existence. By evening, you went into the mountains to hunt.]

[The only energy you took in was from the rabbits earlier.]

[In this state, feeling drowsy was inevitable.]

[You fell into a deep sleep.]

[Time moved forward to the next day.]

Rustle... rustle...

A certain sound rang in Ian's ears.

It was the sound of something being scrubbed—a noise he had almost never heard before.

With a bit of doubt, he slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight.

Minamoto no Raikou was sitting on a small stool, in front of her a large wooden basin filled with clean water.

The blanket Ian had draped over her the previous night was now completely soaked in it.

As for Minamoto no Raikou, she was holding a small wooden brush, scrubbing the surface of the blanket repeatedly.

"Minamoto no Raikou, what are you doing?" Ian asked in confusion.

"Ah."

Seeing Ian wake up, she temporarily paused her actions.

"Master, you're awake?"

"I'm washing the blanket."

Ian sat up, baffled.

"Why the sudden urge to wash it?"

"Because—"

Minamoto no Raikou looked at the blanket, frowning slightly, as if struggling to put it into words.

"Just consider it a personal habit of mine."

"Either way, seeing a blanket like this, I just couldn't ignore it."

"Besides, thank you for your kindness last night, Master."

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"But if you wash the blanket now, tonight won't it..."

"It's fine, Master."

Minamoto no Raikou placed her hand on her forehead, making a gesture as if she were observing the sky.

"Today's weather is beautiful."

"I think if we hang it on the bamboo for a while, it should dry before sunset."

"By then, you can enjoy a warm and clean blanket."

"I suppose it's about time." Minamoto no Raikou wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Master, you should rest. I will hang the blanket for you."

Seeing that she was about to move, Ian spoke up.

"Wait."

"Master, is there something wrong?"

"I'll give you a hand." Ian stepped toward her.

"A blanket soaked in water will be very heavy. Doing it alone would be too much."

"Umu, very well."

[The sun rises from the southeast.]

[Warm rays of sunlight spread across the village.]

[You and Minamoto no Raikou hang the blanket together.]

[The two of you successfully drape it over the bamboo.]

[However, the doubt in your heart has not entirely dissipated.]

[Because during this process, there were many tools that you never owned.]

"Minamoto no Raikou."

"Please call me Raikou, Master." Having removed her armor, she responded that way.

"...Raikou."

"What is it, Master?"

"Things like this brush, this wooden basin... where did you get them? I remember not having these."

"Oh, Master indeed didn't have them."

Minamoto no Raikou looked toward the village outside the yard, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

It was very close to Ian's house, yet there was hardly any interaction with the people there.

"I spent some money asking the villagers nearby where I could buy them."

"My luck was pretty good. It only took me a little over an hour to go back and forth and gather everything I needed."

"..."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Raikou standing before him.

"Raikou, aren't you afraid of what people might say?"

"I'm not."

Minamoto no Raikou smiled faintly.

"Master, I know I came here to learn the art of slaying demons from you."

"No amount of gossip can shake this resolve of mine."

"You are truly determined."

Ian smiled wryly.

"But unfortunately, I really can't teach you demon-slaying techniques."

"That doesn't matter."

Minamoto no Raikou smoothed out the wrinkles on the blanket in front of her.

"Master simply cannot teach me now. That doesn't mean you won't be able to in the future."

"..."

[You know that the more you explain, the deeper Minamoto no Raikou will misunderstand you.]

[You can only think of a way to make her abandon this mistaken belief.]

[But Minamoto no Raikou has no intention of letting you sit quietly and ponder.]

[She starts pulling you along to repair this dilapidated house.]

"Master, do you think sealing the window like this is fine?"

"Or do you prefer a different style? Just tell me. I have quite a bit of experience in this."

"Up to you."

"Then let's keep it this way."

"Umu."

And so, the previously empty window frame was now properly covered.

"Master, what about the tatami mat? Do you want to replace it or keep the old one?"

"Whichever you choose, I can help you with it."

"Up to you."

"Then let's use the old one. It's more convenient."

"Umu."

And so, the uneven tatami mat was finally adjusted properly.

"Master, I want to climb up and fix the roof."

"Can you hold the ladder for me and pass me the tools when I need them?"

"..."

"Forget it, don't climb up. It's too dangerous."

"I'll do it myself."

And so, Ian took a hammer and carefully patched the large hole in the roof.

These repair tasks continued for quite some time afterward.

By the time everything was nearly done, Ian felt a bit sentimental.

Was this still his old house?

Unbelievable.

"Master." Minamoto no Raikou's voice came from beside him.

"I think this is a place truly worthy of you. How do you feel?"

Ian smiled wryly.

"Probably so."

"But I have to admit, Raikou, you're really impressive. You managed to get everything done in such a short time."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Minamoto no Raikou happily accepted Ian's praise—as if, to her, it was an incomparable honor.

"But to be honest, I was able to do all of this because, in my heart, I truly believe Master deserves all of it. That's what motivated me."

"Master, please wait for me a moment."

"There is still one thing I must do for you."

"What is it?" Ian was a bit puzzled. "Haven't we already finished everything that needed to be done?"

"No." Minamoto no Raikou shook her head.

"Those were just minor matters."

"What I'm about to do now is the true expression of my devotion."

"Master——"

"Please allow me to serve you in bathing."

(Note: ahhhhhh, I also want a Mama Raikou to take care of me.)