Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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"Princess Goldfish, you want to take the blame for Kyosuke, don't you?"

"Ah, no..."

When Princess Goldfish saw the sinister look on the Goddess of Fate's face, she was immediately terrified and kicked the air frantically with both feet.

"Don't bully Princess Goldfish, let me take the blame for her." Princess Kaguya stood in front of Princess Goldfish, her arms outstretched, her small face filled with unwavering determination.

Kyosuke Kosaka was deeply moved, saying, "Princess Kaguya is truly an angel."

Kasumigaoka glanced sideways at Kyosuke Kousaka.

"Lord Kyosuke, aren't you going to try to persuade him?"

She felt she needed to change her opinion of Kousaka Kyosuke a little; Kaguya was trembling so much she could barely stand.

Even as Kyosuke Kousaka hugged her, Princess Goldfish couldn't help but say, "Kyosuke is such a grown-up, yet he's still ticklish."

Kousaka Kyosuke secretly rolled his eyes.

He's not afraid of being tickled, he's afraid of being suddenly exposed in the back.

"Yes, this is my problem..."

Qingji is unreliable; she seems to be at a loss for whom to help.

Princess Goldfish was probably a little ticklish, so she didn't agree.

Kasumigaoka is more like an observer.

Needless to say, the Moon Chaser looked at him with disdain.

Princess Kaguya is a little angel, a cutie, but she's just so pitiful.

Okay, I'll take it.

"Goddess of Fate, come at me!" Kousaka Kyosuke put down the Goldfish Princess and walked over.

Princess Kaguya's eyes welled with tears: "Kyosuke-san, let me do it..."

Kyosuke Kosaka said rather strangely, "Don't get too carried away, it's just for fun."

"Aha!"

A very authoritative female voice rang out from behind.

Kyosuke Kosaka felt the location of the touch and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't leaked, that's good.

That's what he thought, but Kyosuke Kosaka still tried his best to put on an awkward expression.

"Kyosuke-san!" Princess Kaguya ran over, sobbing, and hugged Kousaka Kyosuke.

The gentle, melodious chirping of birds at dawn stirred something within Kyosuke Kousaka.

The petite girl's uniquely soft body made Kousaka Kyosuke feel as if he had entered a magical world.

"I'm fine. Enmusubi's attack was so-so."

"Yeah, they poked my head once and my stomach eighteen times, but I only poked it three times."

"The God of Fate said with a displeased expression."

She really wanted to poke him sixteen times again!

Kasumigaoka quietly approached the Goddess of Union and asked in a low voice with a puzzled expression, "Goddess of Union, why are you poking there..."

"Because he's ticklish there!"

The matchmaker god answered very directly.

Kyosuke Kosaka thought to himself, "You're overthinking it. I'm just afraid you'll make a mistake and it'll explode."

He didn't explain.

After careful consideration, I realized that he was the one who caused the conflict.

He never expected that the God of Fate would even use his divine power to stab him hard in the stomach.

There was no pain or discomfort, just a very pleasant, slightly tingling sensation that almost made him roll his eyes and make an exaggerated facial expression.

Fortunately, it only happened once.

After the fun was over, the group began to make sakura mochi.

There weren't that many problems during the process.

The result was a variety of uneven cherry blossom-colored mochi skins and vastly different amounts of bean paste filling... Kyosuke Kousaka, who was in charge of making the cherry blossom leaves, was definitely the best of the night.

At least Kyosuke Kosaka thought he could taste a hint of cherry blossom flavor.

"What you taste when you eat sakura mochi is the fragrance of peach blossoms," said the God of Marriage.

Kyosuke Kosaka felt that this god was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, but after thinking about it, he decided not to bother with it.

I came here to admire the peach blossoms.

The Goddess of Fate still looked at Kyosuke Kousaka with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

I've remembered it again!

"Kyosuke poked me a total of nineteen times, but I only poked him three times, and the last two were on my buttocks..."

No, you must remember that.

The God of Fate kept the remaining sixteen in mind, planning to put them into action one day.

rustling sound~

The peach blossoms, as numerous as stars, swayed merrily among the branches as the spring breeze blew, as if a single peach tree had created a world of pink rain.

"How beautiful!" Princess Kaguya exclaimed.

The Moon God stared intently at the rain of peach blossoms, feeling as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​peach blossoms.

"Finally achieved my goal...became a god."

Muttering to herself, the Moon Chaser's gaze fell upon Kyosuke Kousaka.

The young face has sharp features, a straight nose and thin lips, and exudes a leisurely and tranquil temperament when he closes or raises his eyes.

In a daze, Tsuki-no-Kami recalled their first meeting, the scene where Kousaka Kyosuke lifted her ear...

Princess Goldfish, sitting next to Kyosuke Kousaka, was lost in thought.

Everywhere you look, peach blossoms are fluttering in the air.

At that moment, she only had eyes for Kyosuke Kousaka.

"I'll protect you again next time."

Princess Goldfish thought about what had happened before and muttered to herself in annoyance.

A certain kind of longing grows ever deeper and more sincere.

Princess Kaguya, still being comforted by Kyosuke Kousaka in a half-embrace, secretly glanced at Kyosuke Kousaka.

Silently praying, "Mr. Kyosuke, please continue to enjoy the peach blossoms with everyone... and me next year."

Aohime had already put her hands together and began to pray, "Lord of the God of Fate, please continue to bless my marriage with Kyosuke."

The Goddess of Fate, still eating sakura mochi: "...?!"

Am I not right beside you?

Kasumigaoka smiled as she admired the peach blossoms, watching them and anticipating the cherry blossoms that would follow.

Half an hour passed.

Before leaving, Kousaka Kyosuke offered three servings of sakura mochi to the cherry tree that provided the leaves and to the peach tree that provided the blossoms for them to admire.

A gentle breeze blows, and another shower of peach blossoms falls.

A ethereal, graceful figure landed silently in front of the cherry blossom cake and stood quietly.

A few seconds later, she looked in the direction of the cherry blossom tree.

"Sakura, shall we have some sakura mochi together?"

The voice just fell.

A dignified woman in a red kimono suddenly appeared over the cherry blossom tree.

The woman wore a red kimono, her glossy black hair reached just to her shoulders, and she wore a bright cherry blossom in her hair. Her face was gentle and her gentle and quiet temperament left a deep impression on first-time visitors.

"No, this belongs to that child."

"Oh, it can't finish it... so I'll share it with it."

"No need, it was given to you by him."

"Stop refusing! Let's split it 50/50!"

The beautiful figure materialized.

A young girl with a face as beautiful as a spring flower appeared, her clear voice as melodious as a nightingale singing in a valley, with a touch of intonation.