Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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It was noon.

Kousaka Kyosuke took Shijo Tei to their previous place to eat.

While almost all nobles followed a two-meal system of eating breakfast and dinner, he did not.

Eat whenever you want.

"I'll be traveling around later. Although I don't plan to do anything, I can't just do nothing."

"Yes, Lord Kyosuke, I will obey your orders."

"If you're tired, go lie down in the inner room and rest for a while," said Kyosuke Kosaka, before heading to the master bedroom.

He planned to lie down for a while and think about the next steps.

At this moment, all that's left is for Seimei to act as a tool, following the instructions of others to find the Kusanagi Sword, and then, following a similar pattern to the original plot, have the shrine maiden beside him use her summoning power to activate the Kusanagi Sword and defeat the shrine maiden Orochi.

After defeating this mini-boss, the real Yamata no Orochi will unleash a series of combined attacks.

We were certainly in a passive position, but there was really nothing we could do.

Kyosuke Kousaka thought it was far too presumptuous of him to even think of fighting this supreme and highest-ranking evil god.

"But what if we actually encounter the real body..."

Kyosuke Kosaka suddenly thought of this question again.

He knew very well that what sealed the Yamata no Orochi was not the barrier, but the Ame no Habakiri on his body.

At this moment, Orochi has seized the opportunity to emerge, and its strength can be said to be at its weakest.

Their divine essence is probably incomplete and broken.

Assuming it's a certain setting, there should be several audacious beings sharpening their knives, ready to eliminate the Explosive Power, right?

There are no strange or unusual settings in the world of Onmyoji.

God is God.

It possesses miraculous power that transcends ordinary human understanding.

Kyosuke Kousaka really didn't want to fight.

But not fighting is not an option, since we've been targeted.

Thinking of this, Kyosuke Kousaka remembered that Orochi always liked to make fun of the people around him, which seemed like a sure way to get himself killed.

Unfortunately, Kyosuke Kousaka is not some kind of overpowered protagonist.

Talent is very limited; it's impossible to defy the heavens.

"Anyway, we'll see what happens when we run into each other again. It's not out of the question if we risk our lives to try."

Recently, a special treatment method has been devised, and Kyosuke Kosaka thinks it is feasible.

If you can't win, just run.

Then you'll tell lies like, "I was just trying to please you."

Even if you don't believe it yourself, the giant serpent might be very happy?

Ugh, that's so shameless.

But if you can't beat a powerful enemy, it's better to be shameless; it's better for yourself and those around you.

Another half hour passed.

Kousaka Kyosuke then led Shijou Tei around the palace.

They would walk a short distance and then pretend to be in a certain position for a while, greeting acquaintances they encountered and claiming it was security work when asked.

It's better than doing nothing.

After a long day of running around until dark, Kousaka Kyosuke and Shijo Tei met at their temporary lodgings to rest.

I was just a security guard for two days; there was really nothing to do.

As for whether I'll feel ashamed?

Kyosuke Kosaka didn't care.

Since it was an order from his superior, the Taoist priest, he naturally agreed and carried it out conscientiously.

Even knowing that even the slightest thing is unlikely to happen.

It's important to demonstrate compliance to avoid making life difficult.

"Rest, rest."

Lying in bed, Kyosuke Kosaka closed his eyes.

I don't really want to get addicted these past two days, so let's leave it at that.

Looking back now, I realize I was too indulgent, and therefore I absolutely cannot continue like this.

Day 271 of crossing

Great dark day.

The last day of the year, after which comes New Year's Day, which is even more lively.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest did not intend for him to stay on New Year's Day, which was good.

Otherwise, Kyosuke Kousaka would still have to grumble inwardly.

But even if it wasn't New Year's Day, they were all decorated brilliantly, with the maids and female officials vying with each other in their beauty, dressed in flamboyant and gorgeous attire.

Not to mention the male aristocrats who love beauty just like women, or even more so than women.

For example, Fujiwara Yukinari, who stands next to Kosaka Kyosuke.

Today he was wearing a brightly colored formal suit, both his inner and outer garments were heavily scented, and his sleeves were especially fragrant.

Kyosuke Kosaka almost wanted to stay away from him.

Considering that staying away wouldn't help—the other maids, ladies-in-waiting, and nobles were all in the same state—it was better not to leave.

"Kyosuke, why don't you dress a little better?" Fujiwara Yukinari said as he approached.

"Wear it for the New Year."

Are you going to attend a banquet on New Year's Day?

"I won't participate in the palace banquet; I'll hold my private banquet on the second day of the new year."

"...You wouldn't have had affairs with your wives and concubines, would you?"

"No, I just happened to have an appointment with the Hair-Eating Demon that day. We had to talk then, and I'll give you what he made the next day."

"Okay, okay! It's settled then!"

"Ah."

Kyosuke Kosaka remained calm, and lies came out of his mouth without hesitation.

He wouldn't be so tactless as to say he'd spend time with his spouse.

After seeing off the excitedly departing Fujiwara Yukinari, Kosaka Kyosuke was filled with emotion.

Do we really need to be so obsessed with things like hair?

As long as it's not hair loss, then it's fine, right?

Being too persistent is not a good thing.

Not long after saying goodbye to Fujiwara Yukinari, Kousaka Kyosuke stopped again.

"Lord Kyosuke." Daoist's vassals, Taira no Korehira and Taira no Chiyori, seemed to have come specifically to greet him.

"You two look really good today."

When Kousaka Kyosuke saw that the two seemed to have deliberately worn bright red robes, he smiled and praised them.

Ping Weiheng said apologetically, "Please forgive us. We were just following the instructions of the Daoist Master."

"Haha... I'm relieved to hear you say it looks good. Thank you for the compliment, Kyosuke-sama."

Taira no Shigeaki remained as unrestrained as ever.

Kyosuke Kosaka laughed and said, "I see. I don't know whether to praise Master Tao's good taste or whether you are indeed suited to wearing such magnificent clothes?"

"How dare I, how dare I..."

Ping Weiheng and Ping Zhilai both spoke repeatedly, their smiles emanating from their expressions and demeanor, truly heartfelt.

The two brothers were very happy.

They exchanged a few more words and then said goodbye.

Kyosuke Kousaka continued on his way.

Then he encountered some more flamboyant aristocratic young men, and Kousaka Kyosuke chatted with them casually.

The four emperors who followed behind were utterly astonished.

Because it was New Year's Eve, fireworks were going to be set off that night, so many people gathered around the palace to watch the fireworks, not to mention the grand banquets that would last for several days!

Anyone with a certain status would definitely step through the Vermilion Bird Gate to enter the Imperial Palace.