Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

"—?!"

Yukinoshita and Satsuki both stared blankly at Shizuko.

At that moment, Shizuko's words were so shocking that they all froze in their tracks.

A cold voice interrupted:

"That's not true. Lord Kyosuke simply led a group to inspect the shops in Tango-no-kami and ordered them to rectify the situation quickly."

Shizuko's eyes lit up.

"Sister Yaodao-hime, please explain in more detail!"

Yaodao-hime, who had only intended to offer one explanation, was about to say no when she met a pair of curious, large eyes.

"Sister Yaodao-hime, please explain in detail! Please!"

A sincere female voice came from behind her, and Yaodaoji exclaimed "Ee-ah!" and reflexively stepped back to the side.

Silence fell over the surroundings.

Chitanda Eru, whose innocent and beautiful face initially wore an eager expression, gradually revealed an embarrassed expression...

At 9:00 AM, a light drizzle began to fall.

Kousaka Kyosuke, who hadn't gone out, sat in the spacious Japanese-style room with a group of people, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

I have already met the Onmyoji and samurai of the Fujiwara clan, as well as the soldiers from the naval base.

He no longer has any expectations for the remaining 500 sons of officials who have decent social standing but aren't ambitious enough.

Even if they are better than those old hands in the inspection and supervision department who like to slack off, they are still no match for those inhuman people who are really willing to risk their lives.

Kyosuke Kousaka had solemnly said this to the non-humans before.

Anyone who can make a contribution can become an ordinary fire soldier.

To put it simply, it means rising from a status worse than that of commoners to a small ruling class that is even higher than that of ordinary people.

Even if future promotions are slim, future generations will benefit!

In short, Kyosuke Kosaka tried to say the best things.

After all, people are always willing to believe what they believe.

"Lord Kyosuke, you seemed to be displaying your great power yesterday as well..."

In the tatami room lit by candles, Fujiwara Kaori glanced at the expressions of the others around her before carefully choosing her words.

Noticing that everyone in the room was looking at him, Kyosuke Kosaka, considering that others might overthink things, briefly recounted what had happened the day before.

After finishing speaking, he looked solemnly at Chitanda Eru.

"Eru, it's impossible for me to say that this has nothing to do with you, but it's even more impossible for me to give you up, for reasons I've already explained before."

Chitanda Eru appeared dazed, her eyes instantly reddening and tears welling up.

Fujiwara Kaori gently nudged Kosaka Kyosuke and whispered:

"Please have pity on Eru."

The surrounding space was quiet, and even the softest sounds could be heard clearly by those sitting together.

Chitanda Eru, still choking back tears, looked blankly at Kousaka Kyosuke, like a child. Kousaka Kyosuke couldn't help but laugh.

Let me wipe your tears.

As he spoke, Kyosuke Kosaka actually went over and used the handkerchief he had on him to wipe her face.

Her tear-streaked face gradually flushed slightly, revealing a timid and gentle demeanor.

Kousaka Kyosuke mimicked the movements and pressure Chitanda Eru used to apply when wiping his face, slowly wiping away the glistening tears from her face.

Her innocent and pretty face was tilted back, her eyes slightly closed, and even the tears on her curved eyelashes had to be wiped away...

Surprisingly, Kyosuke Kousaka didn't have any romantic thoughts.

Until you feel you can stop.

The blush on the girl's face had spread to her two small ears and even to her fair and slender neck.

"Okay, from now on, anyone who's sad can come to me!"

As he put the handkerchief away, Kousaka Kyosuke naturally looked at the other women in the room, each with a different expression.

The words, like a declaration of love for the harem, were uttered almost without pause.

That's right, he's that confident!

39. First friend/political situation/surprise

Day 66 of crossing

The rain that had been falling all day stopped, and the sky cleared up.

But Kyosuke Kosaka did not leave.

At this moment, while lying on the quilt, he was being teased by curious women.

"Miku, look at this, isn't it interesting?"

Her soft, charming voice was tinged with obvious enthusiasm.

“...Yes.” A timid and nervous voice followed.

"It's fun, that's what matters."

"……what!"

"It's okay. If you're in a hurry, just take slow, deep breaths, inhale and exhale."

With his eyes closed, Kyosuke Kousaka disdained to pay attention to any petty actions.

"Nino, why don't you come and try it too~"

"...Me? I guess I won't need it."

"It will be a long time before we can continue like this again, even if it takes less than ten days."

"So what should I do?"

"Observe carefully first."

"Observe carefully, observe carefully..."

Be careful.

"Oh, be careful."

A sudden, intense chill swept over me!

Kyosuke Kosaka almost stood up and left.

Chenshi.

Kyosuke Kousaka, who had long since become clean and tidy, was lying on his side in the spacious Japanese-style room where he usually stayed, lost in thought.

Fujiwara Kaori, Kirisu Mafuyu, Yukinoshita, and Miku are reading books in the same room.

Everyone else has their own things to do.

Kyosuke Kosaka basically ignored it.

About fifteen minutes later.

He suddenly said, "We have guests arriving soon, so please get ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else stood up.

Fujiwara Kaori asked, "Kyosuke-sama, what preparations are needed?"

Kousaka Kyosuke smiled and said:

"You wouldn't expect me to help entertain guests, would you? If you're interested, why don't you stay on one side of the shoji screen and listen in with the others?"

"It's a deal!"

Fujiwara Kaori flashed a bright and beautiful smile, her eyes as gentle as water.

Kousaka Kyosuke nodded.

Fujiwara Kaori was very happy.

After arriving in this world, her actions were greatly restricted due to her noble bloodline.

The reception of information relied heavily on hearsay from the servants.

Things are different now.

Because their own access was increased, the servants had access to a wider and more accurate range of information.

Her husband was also willing to let her get involved in workplace matters, so how could she not be happy?

A quarter of an hour later.