Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Princess Goldfish stared intently at Kyosuke Kousaka, and was jolted awake by the music, seemingly influenced by some inexplicable emotion within her.

Nevertheless, he kept his eyes glued to Kyosuke Kousaka, afraid of missing a single moment.

Unconsciously, I thought of the little things I did with Kyosuke Kousaka when we first met.

Even though they hadn't known each other for long, she was captivated by the feeling of being cared for by Kyosuke Kousaka.

During this period of growing up.

Princess Goldfish finally realized how willful she had been in the past, often causing trouble for others yet always being tolerated by everyone.

Looking back, she felt really ashamed.

Therefore, she was determined to take on the responsibility of protecting the safety of her people.

However, with the guidance and help of Kyosuke Kosaka,

Princess Goldfish felt like she had become childish again, just like before... She wanted to change again.

But secretly she believed that there was nothing wrong with her relationship with Kyosuke Kousaka in private.

Because we were destined to be together.

It shouldn't be a problem if we can be a little bit willful with each other.

"It sounds so beautiful..." Princess Goldfish murmured to herself.

Wait a minute, how should I praise her?

Compared to Princess Goldfish, Kagura, Suu, Kasumigaoka, Princess Kaguya, and others were caught up in Kyosuke Kousaka's musical vortex.

They all listened intently.

When the performance ended, they felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.

They didn't get a chance to speak for a moment.

Princess Goldfish, who was still wondering whether to offer praise, also pretended to be in a daze.

However, Kyosuke Kousaka saw it.

"My skills aren't very good, even the Goldfish Princess has to pretend to be nice."

Kyosuke Kousaka fell into self-doubt.

As expected, the supposedly spectacular scene of everyone being shocked when the song ended was a hoax.

No, to be precise, he's just someone who's passable at best when it comes to playing music.

When they encountered someone like Princess Goldfish who seemed to have little interest in music, they ran into a wall.

Should he try harder?

If all else fails, then try sweet-talking Princess Goldfish; that will definitely work.

Uh oh no, what is he thinking about that should be a criminal offense?

In short, keep striving to improve yourself!

"Not bad, quite interesting." A young woman with an old-fashioned tone and demeanor entered the corridor outside.

You don't even need to look to know that this is the God of Marriage.

Behind her followed a group of people including Kikuto Hiroi, Hoshika, Nijika, Ryo Yamada, and Ikuyo Kita.

Compared to Enmusubi, all the people following behind him wore expressions of shock and surprise.

Kyosuke Kosaka finally satisfied a tiny bit of his vanity.

Of course, isn't this kind of vanity a bit too much?

"Kyosuke-sama plays very well; it's impossible to play like that without years of practice!"

Kikuri Hiroi immediately praised the spirit after she finished speaking.

Yamada Ryo nodded earnestly: "It's as if it can cleanse the soul and elevate the spirit."

Hongxia hesitated for a second or two before speaking.

"I am not very familiar with the guqin, but I know that what Kyosuke-sama played was indeed incredibly beautiful."

Xingge pondered for a moment and said, "It's better than what our band played together; you could say it's a complete crushing defeat."

Kita Ikuyo looked at Kousaka Kyosuke with admiration: "So amazing..."

The God of Fate clenched her little fist and waved it: "How can we boost the morale of others and diminish our own? Charge! Defeat this person and achieve a higher status in music!"

Kasumigaoka sighed helplessly, "Lord Enmusubi, if this continues, it will be unreasonable."

Actually, she didn't want to listen to any more music.

I listened to music performed by Kikuri Hiroi, Seika, and others before, and I thought it was quite good.

Okay, once Kyosuke Kousaka finishes playing the piano—the rest of the music is rubbish… well, I just don’t really want to listen to it.

"Let's let everyone savor the lingering charm of the music."

Yamada Ryo made a suggestion to Enmusubi.

The spirit cried out "Waaaa!" as if her body had been pierced by invisible swords.

Kyosuke Kousaka understands, he really understands.

The helper who was brought along stabbed in the back silently; it really hurt.

Hopefully, this pain will make the God of Fate understand that his excellence cannot be easily defeated with just a few words.

For no apparent reason, Kyosuke Kousaka's vanity surged.

All that's missing is a shout.

Calm down, calm down.

At this moment, a slight smile is enough.

Afterwards, Kyosuke Kosaka invited the band members to have some snacks and chat.

He continued to strum his guitar, playing some light tunes as background music.

Since it's a women's gathering, let the women chat amongst themselves.

He decided not to get involved.

As the afternoon approached, a light drizzle began to fall.

The women's gathering had long since ended, and Kousaka Kyosuke was holding Hakuro, watching the rain outside with her.

There was only Kagura and Yoto Hime nearby.

The others went off to do their own things, leaving only a few of them.

Originally, Yoto Hime and Hakuro wanted to patrol around Arakawa, but Kousaka Kyosuke didn't intend to use them that way.

Even though he knew that these two shikigami would be more motivated and energetic when doing things related to battle, Kousaka Kyosuke still wanted them to rest.

"Are there any problems with your people over at Seven Horns Mountain?"

"There shouldn't be any. Everyone lives in a relatively secluded barrier, making it difficult for siren to find them."

"Well, even so, those sea monsters have left behind a lot of trouble—you can clearly feel that the waves they created leave behind a special miasma that corrodes living things, which may have caused other changes to the originally habitable environment of Seven Horns Mountain."

Kyosuke Kosaka patiently explained to the white wolf.

His meaning was simple: people from his tribe should come to him when they are in trouble.

"This might not have happened. If it has, then come find me, since Kagura and I are getting better and better at building."

Kyosuke Kosaka didn't try to persuade him any further.

Kagura, who was sitting not far away, said, "Yes, Kyosuke and I work together very well, and we can build a territory the size of a village in no time."

A hint of pride and self-satisfaction could be faintly detected in his calm tone.

Kyosuke Kosaka almost wanted to hug Kagura.

However, the timing must be fair. It was Yoto Hime just now, it's Hakuro now, and Kagura will be next.

Anyway, it's all about never failing.

The mouth felt full of fine, hairy texture, and Kyosuke Kosaka only took a small sip.

The white wolf, sitting in Kousaka Kyosuke's lap, suppressed her soft moans, while her fluffy tail swayed uncontrollably behind her.

"The taste of sucking on a wolf is just so-so; the key is to observe and appreciate its expression."

Kosaka Kyo said heartily.

The woman's face, reflected in her eyes, was flushed, her gaze unfocused...

He believed that he would secretly write a book sooner or later.

Consider the contents of the book as a memory of youth.

By the way, he's forever eighteen.

"..." The white wolf, feeling a slight itch in his ears, squinted his eyes and tried his best to keep his ears from moving.