Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Miku was the most captivated by it.

When talking to Kyosuke Kosaka, he would always subtly or overtly urge him to update the series.

"The entire document certainly employs many schemes, among which..."

"No, you can't reveal the plot beforehand." Fujiwara Kaori smiled and gently patted Kousaka Kyosuke's chest with her folding fan.

In modern times, she has been engaged in the study of classical literature.

I especially love the romance and beauty of the Heian period.

But in these tense times, it would be utterly tactless to talk about romance, elegance, and extravagance.

At this point, it would be better to encourage your husband to digest and absorb the military books he has read before.

"If you know the plot of a story beforehand, you'll miss out on half the excitement," Nino said.

She has little interest in history.

The problem is that in this ancient world, there's not much entertainment if you don't read books.

Therefore, she gradually came to enjoy reading historical novels like "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"Knowing in advance would be quite bad."

"This is extremely bad."

Miku and Kirisu Mafuyu spoke in turn.

Kousaka Kyosuke, who was being attacked by the group, smiled helplessly and said nothing.

At 9:00 AM, after breakfast.

Kousaka Kyosuke led Chitanda Eru and Shizuko to the location of the Seven Avenues, with Yoto Hime quietly following behind.

The destination is an estate that I own.

On the way, Kousaka Kyosuke noticed that Shizuko was in a bad mood and took the initiative to speak to her.

"Concerned about your brother?"

"...Yes, Kyosuke-sama."

Seeing Kousaka Kyosuke looking at her, Shizuko didn't hide her thoughts.

The main reason is that Kousaka Kyosuke, as an Onmyoji, gives her a powerful and mysterious feeling, and his personality is also peaceful and gentle.

To openly tell lies that even you don't believe is incredibly disrespectful.

Kousaka Kyosuke smiled and said:

"Since your brother made this decision, he must have his own reasons. Besides, the people around me don't die so easily."

"...Thank you, Kyosuke-sama."

Shizuko quickly thanked her.

So-called comforting words cannot solve the problem, and it also depends on who is saying them!

When his master, Kyosuke Kousaka, said this, he was actually giving himself a guarantee.

She felt nothing but gratitude and emotion.

I'd even give myself for it!

Although she was not bad looking, she was the least attractive person in the mansion, and her figure was also average.

"Oh?"

A sound that resembled both panting and deliberately exhaling rang out.

As he was talking to Shizuko, Kousaka Kyosuke looked ahead.

A tall, muscular, middle-aged man with a thick beard strode over.

"You seem to be having a very easy time."

"What brings you here, Lord Baochang?"

"Give me this woman, and we'll call it even, how about that?"

The man, Fujiwara Yasumasa, pointed a fancy folding fan at Chitanda Eru.

Chitanda Eru looked completely bewildered, as if she didn't understand what was going on.

Shizuko's eyes widened!

Kyosuke Kosaka's smile remained unchanged, but he was admiring the folding fan extended in front of him with great interest.

The folding fan is entirely openwork, with wisps of incense wafting from it.

A pendant trails from the bottom of the fan, consisting of a translucent, emerald-green eagle head made of a piece of fine jade and a bundle of black silk threads.

"The fan is beautiful," Kousaka Kyosuke replied, seemingly unrelated to the question.

Fujiwara Yasumasa frowned: "You don't want to?"

She was not only a fifth-rank official in the Danhou Guardian, but also the one who inherited most of the Nan family's resources.

Now, the fact that he is taking the initiative to seek out a peasant woman to mend the previous conflict is for the sake of the greater good!

Afterwards, they can work together to exterminate the monsters and demons around Kyoto!

Is this person really that tactless?

"My maid has been with me for a long time, and it is indeed difficult to part with her. How about I invite Lord Baochang to drink and admire the flowers another day as an apology?"

Kousaka Kyosuke declined.

It is unwise to angrily confront an official of the same class because of a peasant girl.

Simply refuse politely without angering the person.

After all, he never intended to reconcile.

As Kousaka Kyosuke had predicted, Fujiwara Yasumasa, who hadn't expected to be refused when he asked for a maid, finally became furious.

Kyosuke—don't look down on people!

Fury surged within him, and Fujiwara Yasumasa pointed his fan directly at Kousaka Kyosuke.

His already rough and wild face twisted with anger, making him resemble a raging lion!

The surrounding air seemed to boil as it surged rapidly under a roar!

With a light laugh, Kousaka Kyosuke took out a simple yet exquisite fan from his sleeve and gently unfolded it.

On the fan, a faint ink wash creates a dark cloud, with a moon, seemingly about to emerge but unable to, hiding within it, as if trying to break free yet unable to.

"If one finds the one they love and spends every day with them, what is the difference between that and finding a priceless jade in the vast ocean?"

A sudden breeze swept by.

A cool breeze dispelled the midday heat, and even the softest, most murmuring sighs seemed to drift away on its wings.

"……What are you doing?"

Enraged, Fujiwara Yasumasa stared intently at Kosaka Kyosuke, his eyes wide open.

Holding a folding fan in one hand, his other hand was already reaching for the sharp blade at his waist, as if he could strike at any moment and instantly take a life.

"So, I didn't get the message across."

Kyosuke Kosaka gave Yasumasa Fujiwara an embarrassed smile.

Before Fujiwara Yasumasa could reply, a voice came from behind him.

"He doesn't understand—how touching and sincere these words of love are."

A dashing young man in a soft white shirt walked slowly forward, his face filled with amazement and surprise.

He casually threw on a formal dress, leaving the belt undone, looking as if he had just stepped out of his house.

That's exactly how it is.

Behind the young man were a group of elegant-looking young men dressed in aristocratic attire.

At this moment, they were all caught in a delicate state.

Whether deep in thought, murmuring softly, or savoring something with eyes closed—

"Simple yet so sincere, what admirable affection."

"To find someone you like and spend every day with them is like retrieving a priceless treasure from the ocean."

"Perhaps I should also go and search..."

Some people seemed to be recalling something and lowered their heads to gently wipe away tears with their sleeves.

Kousaka Kyosuke nodded silently to Fujiwara Yukinari who was walking towards him.

She then gently touched the tightly closed, ornate folding fan with her unfolded, simple folding fan, and her slightly raised eyes slowly focused on the tall, muscular man with a thick beard in front of her.

He smiled and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Lord Baochang, would you be willing to compete with me in composing a tune without melody?"