Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

Overall, the Taoist priest is a good boss for the time being.

Fujiwara Kaori could vaguely sense some of Kousaka Kyosuke's helplessness, and her eyes welled up with pity.

He's so young, he hasn't even tasted the pleasures of womanhood, and now he has to go to the front lines to fight.

He's a man who really needs to be cherished.

As night fell, Fujiwara Kaori seized a moment to find Kirisu Mafuyu.

"So? What exactly do you think?"

"N-Nonsense. How could you just...do something like that..."

"Don't regret it when Fujiwara Yasumasa comes knocking on the door if something happens to Lord Kyosuke."

"Eee-ee—" Kirisu Mafuyu covered her mouth tightly, trying her best not to scream, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

She was so frightened that she cried.

As she gradually came to understand this era, she learned that military generals generally didn't pay much attention to etiquette.

High-ranking nobles would almost never take a fancy to a lowly maid.

But military generals are not.

His rude behavior, secret consumption of meat, and lack of discernment towards women were so bad that they were almost universally disliked by the reserved political aristocracy.

Its reputation is naturally very poor.

Through his interactions with maids from other noble families, Fujiwara no Yasumasa, a military commander, could be considered one of the most disliked.

"I'm leaving."

"..."

"Hehe." Fujiwara Kaori turned her head and smiled at Kirisu Mafuyu, who was tightly holding her arm, with a smug look on her face.

Kirisu Mafuyu pursed her cherry lips, tears welling in her eyes, and stammered, "...Can we come together?"

Fujiwara Kaori chuckled, "Of course~"

Day 49 of crossing

As dusk settled, Kyosuke Kousaka rubbed his temples.

A quick glance to the side.

Looking at the mess on the floor.

The two women, hidden beneath their elegant robes, tilted their heads back, their faces flushed, and closed their eyes.

Kyosuke Kosaka fell into deep thought.

Then I saw two large, white cloths covered with tiny, poignant plum blossoms in a secluded corner, and my mind went blank.

"...I'm leaving now. Get some rest. I'll come see you later."

As dawn approached, Kyosuke Kousaka had no choice but to speak.

Although I want to stay, it's not reasonable, so it's better to find an opportunity to have Fujiwara Kaori move there immediately.

Although this era practiced the system of visiting wives, women could still live with men, but that would signify the establishment of their status as the legal wife.

It had nothing to do with Kyosuke Kousaka.

"..."

Kyosuke Kosaka's words went unanswered.

Of course, he still left.

Not long after she left, Kirisu Mafuyu, who was still pretending to be asleep, hugged her burning, red cheeks tightly with both hands.

"How shameful! How utterly depraved and vile!!"

"Well……"

Fujiwara Kaori watched her friend, who was talking to herself and having a fit of hysteria, with her hands behind her head, as if it were nothing new.

"The first time was pretty good."

At dawn, the sun was shining brightly.

Kyosuke Kosaka calmly began to deploy personnel from the Prosecution Agency.

The Bureau of Investigation and Punishment was an agency responsible for the security and civil administration of the entire city of Kyoto. It was an important department headed by the Fujiwara clan, and its authority grew day by day, gradually replacing the Ministry of Justice and the Bureau of Justice.

Therefore, there are not few people, but rather a great many.

The difficulty before was in finding the right people.

But if you calm down and think about it carefully, you can find it slowly and patiently.

As long as you don't slack off, it's fine.

Soon after, Kyosuke Kosaka went to settle another piece of land that was inhuman.

At this time, the subjugation of Mount Ōe was the central theme of Kyoto, and nothing could shake it.

As non-humans without even an identity, becoming a expendable resource is inevitable. Kousaka Kyosuke has come here to appease the others.

They also made empty promises, just like they did during the previous flood season.

Of course, for the sake of credibility, this pie is real; it's just that it's very difficult to bite into.

But at least you can't eat it, right?

At 1:00 PM, the sun was shining brightly.

Kyosuke Kosaka returned to the mansion in an oxcart driven by Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.

Upon arrival at the destination, Kyosuke Kosaka entered the mansion at a leisurely pace.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka stared at Kousaka Kyosuke with a strange look. "I feel like something's different about Kyosuke-sama..."

When Kousaka Kyosuke arrived at the mansion, he didn't think too much about it.

Practice calligraphy quietly.

Miku seemed to be drawn in, watching intently from one side of the outer corridor.

Kousaka Kyosuke, who noticed this, looked up and beckoned over with his hand.

"...Kyosuke-sama." Miku entered and greeted him quietly.

"You want to practice calligraphy?"

"..."

"In no mood?"

"……think."

"Isn't the book interesting?"

"finish watching."

"Then you should practice your calligraphy."

Kyosuke Kosaka nodded.

Although doing this is against the rules, it's fine as long as outsiders don't know.

The books in the mansion are mostly boring history books and scriptures; it would be strange if normal women were interested in them.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Kousaka Kyosuke put down his pen—

"The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away the heroes of the past. Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in the blink of an eye..."

Miku would probably be interested in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

After all, the Three Kingdoms period and Japan's Warring States period are very similar.

This book doesn't exist in the modern world, nor do many other historical works. At the time, Kyosuke Kousaka even fantasized about becoming a plagiarist someday.

Unexpectedly, I ended up serving Miku first.

Miku stared intently at the article written by Kousaka Kyosuke, her eyes beneath her curved eyelashes revealing a strong sense of interest, and her delicate body drew closer and closer.

Kyosuke Kousaka was completely focused, working almost as fast as he was copying.

Gradually, I began to feel my body getting warm.

Suddenly turning his head, he saw pink hair, delicate face, slender neck... Kousaka Kyosuke looked closely at each detail, and his nose caught the unique fragrance of a woman, like musk and orchid.

Seeing the pen stop, Miku couldn't help but look up, her eyes meeting Kousaka Kyosuke's. Her cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, and her gaze flickered.

"……OK."

Miku lowered her head and whispered, the blush on her cheeks extending to her cute little earlobes.

She noticed the intense gazes on her and understood.

This time it should be correct, yes, that's right...