Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Noon time.

Having already completed the printing work, Kousaka Kyosuke handed everything over to Aoandon and that group of Amanojaku.

Then, he went to find Shiranui.

Having made a promise with Shiranui, Kyosuke Kousaka certainly wouldn't forget it.

They also brought along the freshly printed second issue of the newspaper.

Outlying islands.

Soon after meeting Shiranui, Kousaka Kyosuke simply set up a sunshade.

"Come and have something to eat."

Kyosuke Kosaka felt that the weather was still a bit cool, so he decided to start a barbecue.

As he spoke, he had already taken out the barbecue grill.

"Let me do it..." Shiranui said shyly, still wanting to refuse.

Kyosuke Kosaka shook his head: "Just read the new magazines. I cook to adjust my state of mind."

I didn't like cooking a long time ago.

I feel disgusted by the sight of raw meat.

Even if many people are killed, it is very difficult to change their subjective mindset.

If it weren't for the fact that his school always offered cooking classes, he would hardly imagine himself being able to cook.

"Back then, I saw a bunch of kids messing around with raw meat to cook, so I just overcame my psychological barrier and started cooking myself..."

Kyosuke Kosaka's feelings were quite complicated as he recalled the past.

Problems that couldn't be solved in our homeland were solved in a foreign land?

Is this considered "learning from the barbarians' superior techniques to control them"?

Uh, isn't it a bit of an exaggeration to use this phrase for something as mundane as cooking?

Kyosuke Kosaka couldn't help but criticize himself.

"..."

Shiranui, who was trying hard to read the second issue of the newspaper, was still somewhat dazed.

Under the shaded pavilion, Kyosuke Kosaka was grilling and cooking soup, just like a chef.

It's exactly the same behavior as in the illusion world.

This still makes it difficult for Shiranui to adapt.

Especially after gradually learning that Kousaka Kyosuke was indeed a nobleman from Kyoto, and that his status far surpassed that of the lord of Kyohara Castle who had tried to eliminate her back then...

how to say?

Shiranui had heard that nobles would perform the act of cutting fish at the most important moment of a banquet.

But she had never heard that nobles were required to know cooking skills beyond just cutting fish.

Based on her guess, it makes more sense that Kyosuke Kosaka enjoys cooking.

However, this contradicts Shiranui's impression of nobles.

That is completely inconsistent.

Shouldn't nobles be composing poems and living a life of romance and pleasure?

A man like Seimei, whose every move exudes elegance, fits Shiranui's imagination of Kyoto nobles.

And Kousaka Kyosuke?

Shiranui feels that it would be more appropriate to call him a military general.

Nevertheless, she quite favored such military commanders.

There's nothing wrong with living freely and without constraints.

"It's ready to eat."

"Let me do the arranging!"

"Row."

Kyosuke Kousaka, who was about to set out the bowls and chopsticks, responded.

One advantage of this era is that women are indeed very compliant.

It's perfectly normal to do all the housework.

all in all.

Kyosuke Kosaka then started eating barbecue with Shiranui.

It's called barbecue, but it's really just grilling the surface a little bit, and the oil used is the oil that comes out when the meat is grilled.

A variety of tender vegetables paired with elegant venison; a small portion served with rice is enough.

Considering that Shiranui has a small appetite, Kousaka Kyosuke simply made it a little more refined.

"You can praise me now," Kousaka Kyosuke said, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"...Your cooking is excellent."

After a moment of stunned silence, Shiranui forced a smile, and finally burst out laughing.

Her smile was as radiant as the first rays of dawn.

Kyosuke Kosaka's already good mood naturally improved even more.

After dinner.

Kyosuke Kosaka finally asked about the miscellaneous newspaper.

"As a reader, do you have any suggestions or thoughts about the newspaper?"

"Then I'd like to ask Kyosuke-sama, are you mainly planning to write love stories, or things like weather, anecdotes, or food descriptions?"

"That hits the nail on the head... To be honest, I just wanted to write something casually."

"If you like it this way, isn't that a good thing?"

"And what's your opinion?"

"It's great. All I can say is that I enjoy watching it. I've already started trying to grow some bean sprouts."

"Oh, I see. Don't forget to invite me when it's all planted."

"Of course not."

Shiranui smiled slightly.

Under the sea breeze, her waist-length black hair swayed gently, flowing like a waterfall, exuding elegance and tranquility.

Suddenly, Kyosuke Kosaka caught a glimpse of a subtle silver color.

Suddenly, I remembered something.

"I remember that after Shiranui transformed from a human into a yokai, her black hair turned silver..."

Right now, it's always black.

"Hey, Ali, your hair isn't silver, is it?"

"……Yes."

Shiranui, who was initially a little embarrassed by Kousaka Kyosuke's gaze, paused for a moment and then nodded slightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her long, jet-black hair instantly turned silvery as if it had been ignited by sparks, resembling a galaxy.

Kyosuke Kosaka made no attempt to hide his surprise.

“This hair is even more beautiful than my wife’s.”

Xiangzi has silver hair, which is smooth, but it doesn't shine like starlight.

But Shiranui is not.

It really looks like it has special effects added.

I remember that the familiar Kiryuin Fuka also had silver hair, long and well-maintained, but it was a bit oily, probably because she had been practicing martial arts a lot these days.

"...Won't that be strange?"

"No, I've seen almost every kind of hair color. People from the Genji lineage all have silver hair, and there's also Seimei. Come to think of it, you're not free enough. You don't need to care too much about what others think about your hair color."

"……terribly sorry."

"There's no need to apologize. On the contrary, I'm honored that you considered my feelings and kept your black hair. But I think it's fine as it is. I also think silver hair looks great on me."

"Thank you very much."

Shiranui's speech became increasingly brief.

Kyosuke Kosaka found it amusing but didn't say anything more, planning to contact her when he wrote the third issue of the newsletter.

Soon after, Shiranui, who had been watching Kousaka Kyosuke leave, unconsciously placed her hand on her heart.