She was surprised to discover that she could no longer use her Fire Charm Technique.
Yet she was not the least bit frightened.
Because she could sense that the person before her bore no ill will. Although his gaze, which appraised her as if she were "merchandise," made her slightly uncomfortable, there was no lecherousness in his eyes. Instead, it was as though he were admiring a beautiful work of art.
"May I ask who you are...?"
Yan Lingji looked at Kino with enchanting softness, her demeanor as gentle as water. She seemed not to mind at all that her treasured body was being observed at close range by a strange man.
Well, it was an era that judged by appearances. No matter what period it was, looks mattered.
If you looked like a pig, do you think Yan Lingji would still be so soft and alluring? She would have long since given you a fiery welcome.
"Wife..." Kino blurted out instinctively.
"?"
Yan Lingji was somewhat bewildered. Was she that old?
"Cough, cough..."
Kino quickly realized it as well. The term "wife" had first become widespread during the Tang Dynasty, while this was still the Warring States period.
(I don't know what they called them during the late Warring States period, but Liu Bang called his wife that.)
An emperor called his wife Zitong.
A prime minister called his wife Madam;
A scholar called his wife my humble thornbush;
An elegant gentleman called his wife broom-holder;
A merchant called his wife the unworthy one within;
A literatus called his wife wife;
Only a scholar called his wife lady;
A farmer called his wife old woman.
As for what they called them now, Kino had no idea.
"I've taken a liking to you."
"Uh, I like you..."
"I fancy you."