Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Hachiman nodded: "That's exactly how it is."

Even Shijou Tei couldn't help but agree.

Horikita Manabu suddenly stood up: "I'll go and have someone look after Lord Enmusubi."

"Please." The others finally realized what was happening.

Yes.

The spirit of fate suddenly went out; it's unclear whether it secretly ran away from home or had someone keep an eye on things first.

So Horikita Manabu left temporarily, and the group continued drinking.

The alcohol content wasn't actually high, even lower than beer, and it was quite sweet, but due to social reasons, the group had no choice but to drink.

Now it has gradually become part of daily life.

"Mikado, I heard your wife is coming after the New Year. Congratulations." Ayanokouji couldn't help but change the subject again.

Shijou Tei almost burst into tears: "...He's only old enough to wear clothes."

Ayanokoji leaned back reflexively, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.

Hachiman patted Shijou Tei on the shoulder: "How about we start by being friends?"

He understood perfectly well.

There can't be any friendship between men and women. It's normal to have romantic thoughts when you see a beautiful woman.

Women... if it's women of this era, then it's very likely that... in short, just don't be cold at the beginning!

"I almost forgot! Ah Ba, you have several wives!"

Shijou Tei stared intently at Hikigaya with the eyes of someone looking for a savior.

Hachiman broke out in a cold sweat.

Ayanokouji secretly shook his head, thinking that Hachiman's handling of his emotions to this extent was somewhat of a failure.

It's likely he's become friends with several of the concubines, and now it's very probably developing into a "girlfriend" relationship, with the next step being his wife...

I wonder how many years they will have to wait.

Don't let that evil god, Yamata no Orochi, be bewitched.

That's all Ayanokouji wanted to say.

"As long as you don't neglect her, talk to her often, do other housework, or buy her things—"

"...What should we do if she wants to sleep?"

Emperor Shijo uttered the most devastating words in his grief.

Hikigaya was speechless.

Ayanokouji pondered for a moment, secretly observing his surroundings, before speaking on behalf of Hachiman:

"This is quite normal in this day and age, but you can use your 'young age' or 'your body isn't fully developed' as excuses to delay it. During that time, try to avoid contact with other women. I think your wife will understand."

There is no entertainment in this era.

Romantic love between men and women can be considered the most normal form of entertainment.

It doesn't have to be physical interaction; spiritual interaction can also bring great rewards.

Through Ayanokouji's research, he devised a plan that should be quite feasible.

I'll eventually get married, so of course I need to think about it seriously first.

"...That seems to make sense." Shijou Tei, who was still somewhat sad, looked completely bewildered.

Hachiman's eyes turned into dead fish eyes.

"You've really done a thorough job of researching this."

"I didn't mean anything by it, I was just thinking about it casually."

"You really think a lot."

“Ah-hachi, you can continue to offer your opinions.” Ayanokouji immediately changed the subject.

Hikigaya broke out in a cold sweat again: "Kiyotaka's suggestion was quite good..."

Shijou Tei looked at Hikigaya and forced a weak smile.

"Yes, someone like Kiyotaka would be good."

Ayanokouji, who had previously wanted to offer further advice, hesitated.

how to say?

As Kousaka Kyosuke's subordinate, it was his duty to minimize trouble for Kousaka Kyosuke.

While Shijou Tei's marriage may be described as a private matter, it actually appears to be more of a public affair.

For example, one day news of a conflict between Shijou-tei and his wife might spread.

Perhaps it might cause her wife's grandfather, Fujiwara Michiyoshi, to misunderstand and think that this is sending a signal?

While such an association is certainly an exaggeration, isn't it actually possible?

The safest approach is to avoid things that can be avoided as much as possible, right?

And considering that this was a private matter.

Ayanokouji felt that he shouldn't get too involved, lest he get into trouble.

And Shijou Tei didn't intend to ask any more questions.

He realized that he had indeed been a bit rash, bringing up such a troublesome matter and asking everyone to come up with a solution.

That's very unfair.

They then continued drinking and chatting about other trivial matters, waiting for Horikita to return so they could congratulate him on his upcoming wedding in a few days.

Shen Shi.

The sky grew overcast, and the wind picked up, making it even colder.

The god of destiny, who had barely sold a few books, returned dejectedly, his grand plan to lavishly renovate the shrine shattered.

The smug scene of wanting to throw a large sum of money in front of Kyosuke Kousaka... is shattered.

She decided to take a nap. No, wait, let's eat first. I wonder what dishes are on the menu today?

"Lord Fate God."

"Huh? It's Haruno. What's up?"

Upon seeing the beautiful woman approaching, the God of Fate inquired curiously.

Are we adding one more dish to today's menu?

If that's the case, it would be better to talk about it during dinner; she doesn't mind.

"Well, Lord Enmusubi, I wanted to ask if all the yokai in your Great Yokai Encyclopedia are real?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Then you must know Ibaraki-dōji."

"Ah, hahaha... Of course I know him, I even punched him once."

"That's wonderful! It seems there's a yokai named Ibaraki-dōji looking for you here."

"……what?!"

Yuanjie Shen first cried out in surprise, her body trembling involuntarily.

Ibaraki-dōji, that's the demon who fought the Demon King Shuten-dōji to a standstill!

I can't even use my divine power freely right now. If I see Ibaraki-dōji, I'll definitely be sent flying by one punch!

Oh no, the matter of "The Great Demon Compendium" must have been exposed.

"I've already drawn you so handsomely, and you're still so dissatisfied?"

"Although he claims to be Ibaraki-dōji, he seems to be a frog demon," Yōno added.

The God of Fate suddenly raised his head and rolled up his sleeves:

"So that's how it is. It seems this monster is quite bold. Watch me, the God of Fate, send it flying!"

Da da da da——

The sound of running footsteps rang out.

Yang covered her mouth and chuckled as she walked behind.

The mansion is surrounded by a protective barrier, but there are also some deliberately designed "loopholes".

After all, nothing is perfect, and there will naturally be some oversights.

However, some weak monsters, whose power is inferior to that of humans, often get lost and wander into the gaps in the mansion's barrier.

The head of the household meant to give them some food, and then give them a map so they could leave on their own.

Those who refused to leave seemed to have been taken to the outskirts of the city by the head of the household.