Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Once she saw the dishes served and everyone else stepping back, she was completely devoid of any semblance of composure!

"Hahaha, did you see that, Little Black? Follow me, the God of Fate, and you'll live a life of luxury!"

"Meow..."

The gray-black kitten lowered its head and ate frantically, emitting muffled meows.

After wolfing down a large mouthful, Yuanjieshen became smug again.

"This family is quite wealthy. Should we ask for additional payment during the treatment?"

"Maybe not. As long as you get proper treatment, they'll definitely pay you on their own."

That will be the time to reach the pinnacle of divine life!

Once you've saved enough money to buy a plot of land in the outskirts of Kyoto, build a shrine, countless worshippers will flock to it, making the shrine incredibly popular and its divine power inexhaustible.

If any troublesome guys from Takamagahara come to provoke her, she can beat them to a pulp!

Not far from the God of Fate, Su Chang was chatting with several companions who were originally planning to go to the old house.

"Although I didn't observe closely, it looks like they've been starving for many days."

Shizuko scratched her face: "Gods are probably of noble character and rather simple-minded in some things..."

She wanted to say something more, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

I can't bring myself to praise it.

"Even the gods of Takamagahara get hungry," Chitanda asked curiously.

Yaodao-hime said, "Shouldn't all living things get hungry?"

White Wolf said, "Yes, that's perfectly normal."

In short, the group believed the words of the God of Fate because of the divine power.

Time flew by, and after the Goddess of Fate finished her food, Kyosuke Kousaka, who had received the message, came to meet her.

"You are the Onmyoji Kyosuke..."

Inside the main hall where the meeting took place, the Goddess of Fate stepped forward, blinking her big eyes with great curiosity.

Kyosuke Kousaka asked, "Is there a problem, Lord Enmusubi?"

“No, show me your hand that has been corrupted by divine power.” The God of Fate quickly shook his head.

He muttered to himself, "I have a feeling that if I spend too much time with this Onmyoji, something really bad will happen..."

Fix it quickly, fix it quickly!

With this intuition in mind, Enmusubi quickly raised his hand, cast a spell, and aimed it at Kousaka Kyosuke's hand.

Wisps of golden light appeared out of thin air.

Kagura, Su Yi, Yaodao-hime, Hakuro, Chitanda, and Shizuko, who were staying in the inner hall, all watched quietly.

They were all hoping that their husbands could recover from their injuries quickly.

"Eh? Wait a minute, let me take out the limited edition red thread of fate..." The God of Fate said hurriedly, sensing that the divine power within Kousaka Kyosuke's body had been stimulated and suddenly surged.

Kyosuke Kousaka was speechless.

Don't be like that. Calling you the God of Trash and the God of Fools is just a facade. Aren't you very reliable?

Similarly, Kyosuke Kosaka also felt something strange within his body.

Despite trying to suppress it with spiritual power, I managed to control it.

Let's believe in fate this once.

"Yahahahah!!"

The spirit of the union suddenly let out a desperate cry, just like a soldier charging into battle.

The other observers became nervous.

Kyosuke Kosaka was so shocked he was speechless.

The sharp, delicate shout in his ears made his head buzz.

For a long time.

Under everyone's gaze, the God of Fate revealed a satisfied expression, deftly wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, looking quite dashing.

"Perfect! I've absorbed—no, I've taken care of—the divine power within you!"

"That red thread..."

"Eh?" Enmusubi opened her eyes wide as she looked at the red thread in her hand, which was now firmly connected to Kousaka Kyosuke's body.

Su Chang finally couldn't help but speak.

"I remember reading in ancient books about the legend of the red thread, which can bring about marriage..."

"Don't worry, don't worry! It's impossible for humans and gods to do that! Wait a moment, wait a moment, I'll take care of it right away."

The God of Fate quickly waved his hand and explained to Su Chang.

Su Chang blinked: "Is that really what you mean?"

The God of Fate was immediately flustered again.

"I'll be right there, I'll be right there—"

Kyosuke Kosaka said, "After you absorbed my divine power through the red thread, there should be some divine power left on the red thread as well. Try to see if you can completely absorb that divine power as well."

"Yes—it's resolved, it's resolved. I'm not a god lacking divine power!"

"I know."

Kousaka Kyosuke could only smile.

The title "Silly God" is indeed well-deserved.

Fortunately, my right hand has become more flexible, so the red line doesn't really matter.

"Don't disbelieve me. I am a god born from human marriage, and marriage is such a beautiful thing that humans cannot live without it. In this way, it won't be long before I become a powerful god renowned throughout the land!"

Yuanjie Shen clenched her delicate fist and spoke with imposing momentum.

If it weren't for the red thread still connecting Kousaka Kyosuke to her, it would probably be somewhat convincing.

The women in the audience were speechless.

But I was still quite happy.

"As long as Kyosuke-sama's hand is alright," Kagura said.

She thought to herself that it was indeed very inconvenient for Kousaka Kyosuke to have his right hand disabled...

The others readily agreed with Kagura's statement.

The God of Fate puffed out his cheeks: "I'm going to do it perfectly! Watch me swiftly, accurately, and firmly sever the limited-edition red thread of fate!"

Kyosuke Kosaka watched quietly, thinking to himself that he'd better hurry up.

He felt that the God of Fate also seemed to have the attribute of "God of Poverty," which was a very dreadful existence.

Nobody wants to be associated with poverty, right?

Unfortunately, the spirit of fate couldn't break the knot no matter what it tried: using a knife, biting, or pulling.

"...Why don't you become my follower, Kyosuke?" Enmusubi laughed heartily.

Kousaka Kyousuke couldn't laugh.

"Will believing in you solve your problems?"

"That's about right, that's about right... that way we'll have a connection now."

"To be honest, I'm a little worried that you might also be serving as the God of Poverty."

"Hehe, how could that be? Don't joke around like that~" Yuanjieshen showed a forced smile.

What's the saying?

—The look in someone's eyes when they want to kill them cannot be hidden.

Yes, the Goddess of Fate almost grabbed Kousaka Kyosuke by the collar and yelled, "What? Say that again? Say it again? Say it again?"

"So what do we do now?" Su Chang asked.

The older sister, Su Yi, frowned slightly, genuinely considering whether the God of Fate was actually a god of poverty.

If that were the case, she felt she should respectfully ask the god to leave.

"Let's leave it at that for now, I feel like everything should be fine."

"Ahem, that's right, just like Kyosuke said, once I have more followers, no problem will be a problem..."

Enmusubi coughed dryly as he echoed Kousaka Kyosuke's words.

The power of the Kusanagi sword is extremely strong, and the red thread she uses happens to be quite special, which makes the red thread, which is imbued with the power of the Kusanagi sword, become like a bone-deep infection.

This is something she didn't fully consider.

"How many followers do you have now, Lord Enmusubi?" Chitanda also asked.