Demon Progenitor Development Project

Three years later, as dawn broke and night began to fall, thirteen-year-old Fujiwara Shugo got up with the resentment of a long-suffering corporate slave.

Fujiwara Shugo was the name Tsuruchiyo received after her coming-of-age ceremony.

Like a wandering ghost, I recited the name of the zodiac sign seven times as usual, then looked in the mirror to check my appearance, and then checked the calendar to determine the auspiciousness or inauspiciousness of the day.

Xiaoji.

It's not fierce.

Shugo was disappointed; if it were a fierce enemy, he could legitimately ask for leave.

Ever since he started clocking in and out as a civil servant, Fujiwara Shugo has believed the claims made by marketing accounts about his inefficient daily life.

The divination was unfavorable; I need to take leave.

Please take leave if you encounter any unlucky events such as bumping into a dead rat while out.

The nobles had all sorts of strange reasons for taking leave and working from home.

Working from home is the norm for the nobility of Heian-kyo.

Heian-kyo was a small place, which facilitated business dealings among nobles.

After washing up, one prays to the gods and Buddhas.

The utterly devout Fujiwara Shugo: Abba aba

Shugo Fujiwara: Today is another day of feudal superstition.

The next thing nobles usually do is write down what happened yesterday in their diaries, such as their adoptive father.

As a time traveler, Fujiwara Shugo does not keep a diary.

Decent people don't keep diaries.

After burning incense and praying, Fujiwara no Shugo combed his hair with the help of his maids, put on a silly pointed hat, and tidied his clothes in front of a bronze mirror.

After leaving the house by car and hearing that his adoptive father wasn't going, Fujiwara Shugo's desire to go on strike intensified.

Who wants to go to the palace!

I heard a while ago that there was another fire somewhere in the palace.

Fire is such an unlucky thing. Although the palace is not considered unlucky, not many nobles would want to go there.

He lazily finished his court session and bowed to the young emperor, who was not even waist-high to him.

They're the same age, but the height difference between them is truly heartbreaking!

Shugo was very fortunate that his height was similar to that of his previous life, and he had not been reduced to the level of a Japanese.

The Fujiwara family had a long tradition of marrying their daughters into the imperial family. In terms of blood relations, Fujiwara Shugo was the young emperor's uncle.

After reporting their affairs, the officials withdrew one by one and went about their own business.

With a serious expression, Fujiwara Shugo looked at the generally pale and thin nobles, and his healthy body and rosy complexion made him stand out.

After dealing with various requests from different people and organizing some documents for his father to take home for processing, Shugo had just finished his shift and returned home when he was asked to deliver documents to his colleagues.

Running errands was also the most common job for young nobles in Heian-kyo when they first entered politics.

As he expected, the recipients of the documents included the newly appointed Shonagon.

This young magistrate's surname was Ubuyashiki.

It must be said that it is probably a talent of the Ubuyashiki family that they are born with the ability to gain the recognition and love of others.

The fact that she rose from a low-ranking noble birth to the rank of Junior Fifth Rank Junior Counselor demonstrates her shrewdness.

It's important to understand that the vast majority of nobles held the same position from the start of their careers until their death; it was common for them to remain in the same position for their entire lives.

The head of the Fujiwara family had also spoken highly of this young magistrate to him in private, praising him greatly.

For Shugo, the most important thing is to see Muzan Kibutsuji, whom he hasn't seen for four years.

Oh no, the current eldest son of the Ubuyashiki family.

After handing the document to the head of the Ubuyashiki family, the servants were told to wait a moment while the head of the family read it before they could give a reply.

Fujiwara Shugo agreed gently, and asked the servants to show them around the Ubuyashiki residence.

This was the result of his deliberate planning. He brought a lot of documents, enough to keep him at the Ubuyashiki residence for a while.

As they walked through the landscaped courtyard, listening to the introductions, Shugo calmly guided his servants to the location he had predetermined.

After Naoko's death, her children were taken away and raised by her father.

Soon he saw a group of children playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football) and a sickly little girl sitting on the edge of the corridor.

Several servants surrounded the children playing Cuju, their expressions tense.

The children, divided into two teams, one dressed elegantly and the other simply dressed, were playing fiercely, going back and forth.

For a moment, Shugo paused slightly.

The image of the two black-and-white 'sisters' in purple robes on Mount Fujishi came to mind, looking like spirits.

Is it a Ubuyashiki family tradition to dress their sickly son in women's clothing?

—Ah, I found it! The origin of Muzan's cross-dressing fetish.

Compared to the group of energetic children playing and laughing, the girl sitting on the veranda was more eye-catching.

Because of appearance.

Shugo carefully examined the 'girl'.

The three-year-old 'girl' was not yet old enough to have long hair; her short, slightly wavy black hair fell beside her ears.

Although the clothes were neat and clean, the material and style were no longer the popular styles in Heian-kyo at the time; they were rather old-fashioned, which was consistent with the fact that the other party did not have a birth mother to take care of them.

The girl had not yet fully grown up; her pure black eyes were round and bright, unique to young children, like extremely pure black pearls. The whites of her eyes were distinct, without any aggression, and her gaze carried a hint of timidity.

It lacked the sexy mystery of the future's scarlet cat eyes, like pigeon blood rubies, and the terrifying feeling of pupils turning into thin lines when glaring angrily.

The frailty and sickliness brought about by an excessively weak constitution are all the more endearing.

She is absolutely the perfect loli who would make any lolicon scream.

It was a far cry from the arrogant, suit-wearing boss image I had in mind.

—Muzan-chan, were you this sweet in temperament and personality when you were little?

A rare SR card!

Tragic Young Girl!

The stark difference in appearance dispelled the last trace of fear in my heart.

Shugo walked over to the 'girl' and, disregarding etiquette, sat on the floor just like her.

The servants belonging to the Ubuyashiki family stood by, dumbfounded.

Why are the masters of the Fujiwara Kita family like this...?

The servant, who was about to speak, was silenced by Ren Guang's gaze.

Ren Guang was used to his son's behavior.

The young master who named him Renguang actually disliked all those formalities and was quite unconventional in private.

Ren Guang inwardly grumbled.

When he was reading and practicing calligraphy with his attendant, his posture was so wide and unrestrained that it was considered extremely rude.

Muzan, who had suddenly found himself sitting next to someone, glanced at Shugo, a stranger, and shifted his small body away from the unfamiliar adult, making room for another adult.

Shugo's smile froze slightly. Was he really that unpopular with children?

His adoptive father's younger brothers clearly enjoyed playing with him.

"It's been a long time, little princess. How should I address you?"

Adopting what he considered his most amiable expression, Shugo asked softly.

The first step in getting to know someone is to ask their name.

In addition, he was also curious about what Muzan was called during his human period.

The girl, who had been keeping her head down, looked up at the strange adult in confusion upon hearing the sound.

Came to find him?

The richly dressed young man had gentle, warm eyes, like a pool of spring water.

The young girl pursed her lips, her crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed, and without rising to greet him, obediently replied in a low voice.

"Ning Ning."

???

Is this a girl's name?

Shugo's expression stiffened slightly. He shouldn't have transmigrated into any fanfiction, right?

The baby I remember holding was definitely a boy.

Could it be a mistake?

"And I'm not Princess Hime-kun, and I've never seen you before." The 'young girl' added, sounding rather displeased, her tone quite serious.

He wears girls' clothes because of a physical reason; he is a boy.