Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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"..."

Hoshika was focused on eating, so she ate slowly, enjoying the soup provided in the food box. She felt quite comfortable and didn't pay any attention to Hiroi Kikuri.

They had already eaten dinner, but if they didn't eat now, Hiroi Kikuri and the others would definitely finish it all. At most, they would do some gymnastics in their room later to burn off the excess energy and avoid gaining weight.

"It's my fault for being too naive."

With a sorrowful expression, Hiroi Kikuri quickly put a fried meat patty in her mouth.

She had originally intended to deliberately squeeze out a few tears to elicit sympathy, but when the rich gravy filled her mouth, her entire face was filled with happiness.

good to eat!

Seeing your expressions makes me hungry again.

Yamada Ryo couldn't resist reaching out to grab a French fry.

Snapped!

Hongxia was quick and immediately slapped Yamada Ryo's hand away.

"You ate the most!"

What's infuriating is that this person has an amazing physique!

He's clearly the most degenerate one!!

stare!

Hoshika, Hiroi Kikuri, and PA-san also looked at Yamada Ryo with the eyes of "predators".

Yamada Ryo sensed the danger and slowly lowered his head.

"I was wrong."

After he finished speaking, the other mature older women finally let Yamada Ryo go.

"Also, Boqi-chan... are you alright? You've eaten quite a lot too." Hongxia looked at Boqi-chan with concern.

Boqi's thoughts are sometimes easy to guess and sometimes hard to guess.

Since Hongxia doesn't really know what Pochi-chan is like, she can only ask her.

"Thank you... I'm fine, my stomach isn't full."

Boqi quickly replied.

She felt that she could eat as much of the food made by Kyosuke Kousaka as she wanted without feeling full, but now that she thinks back on it, she regrets it.

On the one hand, she didn't know if her binge eating would attract the attention of Kyosuke Kousaka, and then he might have some opinions about her.

On the other hand, she realized that she was eating too much and wondered what she would do if she gained weight.

Normally, Boqi Jiang didn't pay attention to this issue because she usually eats fixed portions.

I ate too much today, but I did think about this issue carefully; it's just that I was too slow to consider it...

She just wants to go back to her room and do some abdominal exercises, that should be fine? No, she has to do them tomorrow and the day after, until she feels okay.

"Kita...you eat very little."

Nijika then turned her concerned gaze to Kita Ikuyo.

Kita Ikuyo, who was feeling disappointed at the discovery of so many facts, immediately forced a smile.

"No problem! I'm just on a diet..."

"Ugh!" Pochi-chan's body trembled, her heart skipped a beat, as if she had been hit hard. "Sorry, everyone... I have something to do, I'll go back to my room first."

Let's exercise now to burn off the excess energy!

"Pochi-chan——"

Hongxia raised her hand as if to say something, but Boqi-chan had already disappeared after quickly turning a corner.

Kita Ikuyo was extremely embarrassed when she realized she had said the wrong thing.

"I……"

“You made a mistake unintentionally,” Hongxia said, then glanced helplessly at Yamada Ryo, who was deep in thought. “It might even serve as a reminder to others.”

While it's true that Yamada Ryo might have some special constitution, it's still best to be cautious.

Obesity is a girl's worst enemy and a nightmare. If she gets it, she probably won't be in the mood to do anything.

Hongxia understands this very well.

Especially in summer, when wearing swimwear, you can only try to cover up a little bit with special outfits... It's so heartbreaking.

"I'm going back to my room."

Feeling it was time to go back and rest, Yamada Ryo said something and leisurely turned to walk towards his room.

There were only a few seniors eating and companions with nothing to talk about in the hall, which was a bit boring. I decided to go back and appreciate my own instrument.

The instruments made by Kyosuke Kosaka are not only miraculously wear-resistant, but also have a great feel; I feel restless if I don't have them with me for a while.

If one day I could perform with my lover, Kyosuke Kousaka, that would be a truly joyful thing!

"—Then I'll go back to my room too."

Still struggling with her relationship issues, Kita Ikuyo didn't want Nijika to notice anything amiss, so she took her leave after Yamada Ryo left.

As Hongxia watched this scene, she felt that her teammate, the second guitarist and lead vocalist candidate, seemed to have something on his mind.

What is it?

"They must feel neglected by some superior," someone suddenly said.

Nijika suddenly looked at Hiroi Kikuri, who was speaking, and was speechless.

"Kikuri-nee, you probably don't have much experience, right?"

"Hmph~ Who among us has experience anyway?"

"..."

Nijika choked, her gaze involuntarily shifting between her older sister Hoshika and another senior, PA-san, before drifting away to the other side, pretending to know nothing.

“I’m so sorry, I have no experience.” Hoshika stopped eating and stared at Hiroi Kikuri with a “death stare.”

PA-san countered Hiroi Kikuri's statement: "Many men have pursued me in the past, but I have never accepted any of them."

"Mmmmmmm..."

Hiroi Kikuri nodded repeatedly, not daring to continue speaking.

Xingge was willing to lay a hand on her.

She had previously seen Xingge with a ponytail hairstyle and complained that she was already 30 years old and still looked like that. As a result, she herself was tied up and supposedly going to be thrown into the sea...

The manor is currently sealed off, so we can't throw her into the sea, but the well should be fine.

Thinking of all this, Hiroi Kikuri, with her strong will to survive, could only force a smile.

Frustrated by Hiroi Kiku's reckless behavior, Nijika simply went outside to clean up other areas.

Although everyone here pays great attention to cleanliness, there will always be some dust at the end of the day, so it needs to be cleaned properly.

This kind of work is usually handled by Hongxia.

Others usually help out from time to time, but everyone is probably too busy tonight.

Fortunately, they don't need to perform on stage tomorrow.

These past few days, it seems that the frequency of performances has been gradually reduced; otherwise, Sakayanagi Arisu and Ichinose Honami, who are mainly in charge of this aspect, wouldn't be so idle.

Hongxia was also aware of the reason.

Since they live in the inner quarters, it's natural that they know a lot of information.

"The ritual dance is to awaken the God-King Amaterasu who once saved our world... When Amaterasu awakens, she will surely lead the gods of Takamagahara to fight against those evil gods. Kyosuke should have an easier time then."

Hongxia thought to herself.

Kyosuke Kosaka is her future husband, and Nijika is naturally very concerned about his safety.

Especially after several exchanges between the two, Hongxia fell completely in love with Kousaka Kyosuke and decided in her heart that Kousaka Kyosuke was a very responsible husband.

This is actually the most important thing for Hongxia.

She hates frivolous and irresponsible men the most, and no matter how handsome or charming they are, she will not have any good feelings towards them.

Logically speaking, normal women should all be like this.

But from what I've heard these days, it seems that's not the case.

In this era, there are also men who live very well simply because they have a good-looking face and a silver tongue.

There are some here in the manor...

Upon careful analysis, perhaps this is also an advantage?

Putting those thoughts aside, Hongxia continued cleaning with her hands, while her mind raced with what she needed to do in the coming days.

"You don't need to go on stage tomorrow, and you might not need to go the day after, because the ritual dance is more important and needs to be adjusted accordingly."

Suddenly passing by Boqi's room, Hongxia stared speechlessly at the shadow on the paper door that seemed to be standing with its hands behind its head, constantly crouching down.