Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Tamamo-no-Mae silently uttered these words and then made her demands.

"Send me a fragment of a god-level core."

Despite recovering quickly and even possessing theoretical abilities surpassing my peak, I still felt it wasn't enough to be safe.

Yinglin is just too attractive; without sufficient power, one simply cannot protect him!

"Huh? Well, this is fine too..."

As the creator goddess, it was not difficult for Izanami to create a broken core of a main god.

"Here, here you go."

Izanami delicately took out the core of the main god; it was not broken, but intact.

This child, could he have gone mad?

Tamamo-no-Mae and Kagerin seriously suspect that her IQ has dropped sharply.

Forget it, creator gods and all that.

They sound like they're high-level, but their combat strength is often quite average, and they might not be able to compare to powerful main gods.

"Consider this our friend's fee, Izanami."

After seizing the divine core, Tamamo-no-Mae smiled and released the black-haired girl whose brain was clearly short-circuited.

Finding an opportunity, Izanami ran away without a second thought.

Perhaps it was because her performance was too exaggerated and embarrassing, only slightly better than Kama's.

Neither of them cared and continued doing what they were doing.

Izanami, who had run far away, suddenly came to her senses. Why did she so readily hand over the god-level core to Tamamo-no-Mae?

Shouldn't we have taken the broken one, as she suggested?

Oh no, I've become stupid!

Feeling cheated, Izanami rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront Tamamo-no-Mae.

Then she remembered how she had been caught in that instant.

She was both shocked by the scene before her and... Tamamo-no-Mae's strength had become even greater than before.

Wait a minute, she clearly didn't improve anything, and even gave Yinglin the highest level of blessing, so theoretically she should be very weak.

Confused, Izanami became timid and hesitant. She turned back twice, assessed the situation, and realized she was no match for them. She said angrily.

"Hmph, I'm being generous this time. From now on, don't even think about getting the slightest advantage from me!"

Izanami made a face, stuck out her tongue, and glared fiercely at Yinglin's house.

"Hmm, without realizing it, I've been affected by this side effect and I really... look so much younger."

It was as if they had rediscovered their former vitality, watching the gods grow and build a great civilization.

"Cough~ Well, why should I care about this now? It's all in the past. Now is the age of humanity."

"Even if I can't see what you're doing, I'll keep an eye on you for the rest of my life. I absolutely cannot waste my divine core!"

……

Yinglin and Tamamo-no-Mae still couldn't understand Izanami's transformation, simply thinking that she had become a silly goddess after changing into a younger form.

However, no sooner had Izanami left than Minamoto no Yorimitsu appeared.

She seemed unsure how to begin, her steps halting in front of the door as she slowly moved forward, her outstretched hand frozen in mid-air, hesitant to open it.

"Lin should be playing with Xiaoyu right now. Should I disturb him?"

Considering that the fox was a divine beast and might understand human speech, Minamoto no Yorimitsu blushed and turned to look into the distance.

"Tsk, maybe we should wait until later, after Xiaoyu falls asleep."

If she hears this, I'll lose all face.

It was this turn that caused Minamoto no Yorimitsu to miss a real scene: the person she loved and wanted to protect was being brutally exploited by a fierce nine-tailed fox, who refused to let go.

"Hmm, this is interesting."

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't mention that Yorimitsu had come; she simply squinted her eyes, feigning weakness, and waited for the night to fall.

……

Having obtained the main god's core, even with her current considerable strength, Tamamo-no-Mae will still need some time to absorb it.

Yinglin looked at Tamamo-no-Mae, who was lying on the bed absorbing the divine core, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up an apple from the table, and took a bite.

Instead of looking for food, let's stay here and protect her.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door, startling him. He looked up at Tamamo-no-Mae and was relieved to see a cute pink fox.

Wait a minute, when did Minamoto no Yorimitsu become so polite?

"Lin, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, sis. It's so late. Did you call me to discuss the evil spirit we're going to hunt down tomorrow?"

He asked the question completely subconsciously, which caused Minamoto no Yorimitsu a pang of pain in his heart, and his eyes gradually lit up with a feeling of doting affection.

The eldest brother is like a father.

I'm just as capable as any man, so I'm sure I can do the same thing!

"No, it's something else."

"That's it."

Yinglin still opened the door for Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

Anyway, the smell in the air has been cleaned up, so Minamoto no Yorimitsu won't smell any odor.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Minamoto no Yorimitsu entered the room, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he said incredulously.

"Lin, which deity has taken notice of you?"

"what?"

Yinglin looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu with a puzzled expression. Who was she trying to talk about?

Seeing his puzzled expression, Minamoto no Yorimitsu became very wary and spoke in a serious tone.

"Never trust any god, they are very evil!"

"I know this."

"No, I looked really fierce just now."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu took out a mirror, reflecting his pair of black eyes that looked evil and full of demonic power, and he couldn't help but bite his lip.

Despite her looks being no less than anyone else's, her strong-willed personality and the influence of her demonic nature make her appear fierce no matter how you look at her, lacking any of the charm a girl should have.

"How can it be."

"No way! I'm going to be Yinglin's mother's woman, how can my expression be covered by ferocity!"

"what?"

Yinglin was stunned.

I treat you like an older sister, but you treat me like a son?!

Having inadvertently revealed his true nature, Minamoto no Yorimitsu hurriedly straightened up and awkwardly added.

"Because... I don't want to let down the person who has always been good to me."

Chapter Nineteen: The Real Mother!

"You? Let me have some peace and quiet."

Incredulous, Yinglin looked up again, only to find not the familiar Minamoto no Yorimitsu, but a "Ugly Gozen" who resembled a spirited young girl.

Let her be your mother...

"Ah, is it a matter of temperament?"

The hidden maternal instincts began to emerge, but before they could be truly triggered, they were extinguished by a single sentence from Yinglin.

A trace of sadness involuntarily appeared on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face.

"I still stand by what I said: don't be too influenced by others, just live the life you want."

Ying Lin reached out and gently patted the girl's shoulder, speaking to this martial artist who wasn't particularly gentle and was mostly shy.

"Instead of this, you might as well try what your father said: to reach the highest level of martial arts."

"Highest……"

The world is at peace, and the people live and work in contentment.

The word was all over Minamoto no Yorimitsu's mind. Realizing that Kagerin was advising her not to push herself too hard, she couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, Lin, I understand what to do."

"Ok?"

Looking at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who seemed to understand everything, a question mark appeared above Ying Lin's head.

Can you be a little more normal?

"Ah, I will, I'll adapt, and I won't be so selfish anymore."

After saying that, she left happily, skipping and hopping away, leaving behind a cheerful silhouette.

Although she didn't know what she was going to do, Yinglin felt that it wouldn't be a big problem; Minamoto no Yorimitsu would eventually become a motherly woman.

He doesn't need to worry about it.

As soon as Yinglin closed the door, he heard Tamamo-no-Mae's teasing.

"Wow~ This is so much fun! Why don't you call me Mommy too?"

"Get up, you're so stubborn!"

Ying Lin's face darkened. He wasn't some junior student like Wa, how could he possibly do something like calling everyone "Mom"!

"is it?"

"Of course, am I that kind of person?!"

"Hmm, are you tired? Would you like to take a nap?"

"can."

These past few days have been too tiring. Even with his indestructible body, Ying Lin is finding it difficult to withstand Tamamo-no-Mae's attacks.

He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly realized what was happening and asked the pink fox whose tail was wagging happily.

"Wait a minute, weren't you absorbing the divine core?"

"The most crucial part is over. I'm just slowly absorbing energy now. You don't need to protect me anymore."

"So that's it."

Yinglin was finally relieved. He pulled the blanket over himself, hugged Huhu in his arms, and held her body in the same way as before.

This time was different from before; Yinglin had originally planned to say a few words to Tamamo-no-Mae.

As a result, he fell asleep shortly after lying down, as if he had drunk a dizzying cup of tea, and soon began to breathe softly.

"Hehe, let's see if you dream about me and call me Mom."

Tamamo-no-Mae was filled with excitement.

Once Yinglin wakes up, she'll be able to glean the answer from his expression.

……

Dream

Following his instincts, Yinglin called out the word "mother," but the figure that came to him was neither Minamoto no Yorimitsu nor Tamamo-no-Mae.

Instead, she is a creator goddess trapped in the imaginary space.