Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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"...Kyosuke-sama is quite knowledgeable in this area." Kasumigaoka's expression was complicated, and her heart was pounding.

Despite being at a slightly better level, she was completely and utterly humiliated by Kyosuke Kousaka.

She felt like she was completely naked.

And they also had to endure the whipping of "shame".

"I've lost my confidence. Isn't this something women are better at?" Princess Goldfish pouted, still wanting to try making super delicious sakura mochi.

He looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, but still acted and behaved like a child.

It seems that Princess Goldfish is really relaxed.

As Kousaka Kyosuke thought this, he continued explaining without stopping.

"I've never done it before; I can only talk about it so fluently because I've only heard about it. But often, saying something and doing it are two different things."

The voice just fell.

Even those who lacked confidence, such as Kasumigaoka, Kingyo, and Kaguya, suddenly raised their eyes, each one brimming with fighting spirit.

Aohime doesn't seem to have this problem, which Kousaka Kyosuke knows, of course, because this woman is quite skilled at cooking.

Even if she had never made sakura mochi before, she still wouldn't feel insecure.

Because "if you master one line of work, you'll master all lines of work."

Since they are skilled in cooking, they naturally find it easy to prepare other foods.

At this moment, Qing Ji seemed to exude a calm yet proud aura.

As time went by, Qingji's skillful handling of the weapon truly proved her ability.

Others can only look up to them in awe.

Kousaka Kyosuke watched as everyone was busy processing the red glutinous rice, so he simply invited Enmusubi to go pick some leaves.

The leaves of cherry blossom trees are also important; you should choose those that are fragrant and of a suitable size.

"Which tree?"

"This one, please."

Kyosuke Kosaka pointed to the cherry blossom tree, which didn't seem to have much spirituality and didn't have much downy hair on its leaves.

The spirit of fate looked up at the cherry blossom tree, which was about ten meters tall, with a thoughtful expression.

After a long pause, she looked at Kyosuke Kosaka and said, "Let's pick a short one, then I'll stand on your shoulder to collect the leaves. That will be much easier and faster..."

Kousaka Kyosuke’s face turned dark.

"You came with me just to put me down?"

"No, no, I just saw other people doing it and wanted to try it out."

"Those same people from Kyoto Port again?"

"Hehe, some of the people over there are quite interesting, lots of new things."

"Anyway, I won't let you step on me."

"Where shall we sit?"

"Come closer, I need you to calm down," Kousaka Kyosuke said, clenching his fist at Enmusubi.

The matchmaker tilted her head, pretending not to see: "You need to change your violent personality."

Kousaka Kyosuke ignored her and began to harvest the fruit using magic.

He discovered that many of the trees in this cherry blossom grove possessed a certain spirituality, and he tried his best to pay attention to this aspect.

Things with high spirituality can potentially become monsters.

Even before becoming a monster, he already had some vague ideas.

In this situation, Kyosuke Kosaka picking their leaves without permission is like pulling their hair.

He didn't know if it would hurt, but he knew it was best to be careful.

The harvest is complete.

Kyosuke Kosaka infused a wisp of spiritual energy into the cherry tree from which the leaves were being picked.

So that he won't turn into a monster in the future and come back to question him.

If such a situation were to actually occur, it would indeed be quite awkward.

"You're quite gentle," the Goddess of Fate remarked.

"A lie is also a form of tenderness, and I can now lift you up to the heavens with the utmost tenderness."

"And then you'll pull a fast one, making me fall hard, right? Men these days are really scary..."

"Yes, be careful."

Kyosuke Kousaka uttered threatening words to the Goddess of Marriage.

With her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face, Enmusubi glared at Kousaka Kyosuke: "I'm the star of this gathering."

"You just need to eat more, that's enough."

"Oh, speaking of which, is the red bean filling sweet enough?"

"Well, if it's too sweet, it won't go well with the outer layer."

"Didn't you say you were all talk? You're all talk, but it sounds like you actually want to do it."

"You're so annoying..."

Faced with sabotage and nitpicking, Kyosuke Kousaka poked the head of the Goddess of Love with his free hand.

The spirit of the predestined union tilted its head to the side, and its body followed suit, then it bounced back like a slingshot!

"Aha!"

"—?!"

After taking the "waist stab" head-on, Kyosuke Kousaka's body swayed, his eyes widened, and he almost made a strange sound.

"...Why are you still using divine power?"

As he spoke, Kyosuke Kousaka touched his waist, and his gaze toward the Goddess of Love Begins turned unfriendly.

Didn't we say we should conserve divine power?

So they resorted to playing pranks?

"Hoo-ha!" Yuanjie Shen crossed his arms in front of him and retreated repeatedly, as if defending himself against a wolf. He didn't say anything, but just kept shouting "Hoo-ha hoo-ha".

Kousaka Kyosuke silently stored the cherry blossom leaves in his spatial dimension and walked towards the God of Marriage.

Upon seeing this, the God of Fate suddenly turned around and shouted:

"Help me!!!"

"Aha!"

"Ah, ah..."

The rhythmic calls rose and fell in waves.

Sitting on the carpet, Tsuki-no-Kami, Kasumigaoka, Kingyo-hime, Kaguya-hime, and the others looked at each other speechlessly as they watched Kousaka Kyosuke "poke" Enmusubi.

Soon they all burst into laughter.

When he laughed, the "battle" between Kousaka Kyosuke and the Goddess of Fate took another turn.

Enraged after being poked in the stomach several times by Kyosuke Kousaka.

Without hesitation, he used his divine power to launch a fierce counterattack with a single finger at incredible speed.

"Uh..." Kyosuke Kousaka suppressed the urge to cover his back and simply ran away.

"Don't run!"

When Enmusubi discovered that Kousaka Kyosuke's "weakness" seemed to be in his back, she was both surprised and delighted. Her face, which was usually quite pretty, twisted into a grimace as she looked angry and happy.

The facial expressions were indescribable.

Kousaka Kyosuke didn't respond to the Goddess of Love and Marriage; he simply ran away.

It wasn't that he was a coward, but he realized that he had almost blown it up, and that would leave him with psychological trauma.

"Hey, stop causing trouble!"

Seeing Kousaka Kyosuke running towards him, Tsukijin hurriedly warned him.

Kousaka Kyosuke quickly turned behind Ponyo-hime.

"Princess Goldfish, it's time to show me the extent of your feelings for me!"

As he spoke, Kousaka Kyosuke reached under the slightly bewildered Kingyo-hime's ribs with both hands, lifted her up, and made her face the Goddess of Fate.

"...Ugh, this kind of test really makes me want to punch someone."

"I'm so frustrated," said the Goldfish Princess, who was hovering in mid-air in front of Kyosuke Kousaka.

The index fingers of the God of Fate were taut and straight, rubbing against each other like swords, while he chuckled.