Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Ying Lin shamelessly expressed his gratitude, knowing that being stubborn at this time would be suicidal!

Ibuki was clearly stunned, then smiled very brightly.

"Oh my, I'm rarely praised like this. Most people's first impression of me is either challenge, fear, or even hatred."

After many similar incidents, Ibuki liked to walk while releasing her aura so that no one would bother her.

As before, many people treated her like a pure demon and frantically tried to slide tackle her.

Unfortunately, she wasn't a tiger; she only liked wine and good food.

Ibuki-dōji glanced meaningfully at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, but the complex look in her eyes did not anger her. Instead, she walked towards Kagerin.

"A human being like you is just wonderful! Unique and polite, and so cute. Ah, I'm inexplicably starting to like you."

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, Yinglin suddenly realized something serious.

Ibuki has a good personality, but her morals plummet after drinking, and she tends to act on instinct.

In short, it means to act crazy while drunk.

For example, in the Valentine's Day storyline, if it were a normal plot, Ibuki's big car would have already run over everything, completely disregarding your opinions.

Furthermore, Ibuki also said that she especially liked children like Eriyo, who, like babies, evoked a sense of nostalgia.

It might be related to Izanami, but more so because Eriyo is indeed quite cute.

Then, there's a question—

I've had contact with Izanami!

In Ibuki's eyes, am I just a carbon copy of Eriyo?

As expected, Ibuki-dōji didn't hear Kagerin's words at all, and picked him up without hesitation, rubbing his face against the cute face.

"Polite, cute, oh my, I can't resist anymore."

Wait, Ibuki-dōji, what are you doing?!

Yinglin is only a few years old!

Tamamo-no-Mae's pupils contracted slightly. If she hadn't been so cautious and Ibuki wasn't hostile, she would have run away long ago.

"Let him go!"

"Ok?"

Despite being in a good mood, Ibuki-dōji did not make a move. The moment his blood-red pupils looked at the purple-haired girl, his body stiffened, and he dared not make any further movement.

Clearly, the vast difference in strength between the two sides caused Minamoto no Yorimitsu to subconsciously fear her.

"Sister, don't be afraid, Ibuki-douji is a very nice person."

Now that things have come to this, what else can Yinglin say but try his best to persuade Minamoto no Yorimitsu not to cause trouble?

It's not shameful to be hugged and petted by a strong older sister.

It can also establish a friendly image, making it easier to borrow the Heavenly Cloud Sword from others later.

"Hmm~ You still don't harbor any hatred towards me? You're really interesting."

Actually, Ibuki wasn't drunk.

He regained consciousness the moment he saw Yinglin and Tamamo-no-Mae.

Unexpectedly, the two were so calm and didn't even think about fighting.

So I just kept pretending.

"Because I know you, Shuten-dōji's side, is also the son of the dragon god, and has inherited the flood god nature of Yamata no Orochi."

"You're more like a god than a ghost."

"Oh, right, you also like to drink, even though it causes some trouble afterwards, you'll laugh and say it's all the alcohol's fault, shifting the blame to it."

"what?"

Ibuki-dōji was stunned; the boy in her arms was someone she was meeting for the first time.

How do you know so much about her?

"By the way, if I remember correctly, you have the Ame-no-Murakumo Tsurugi from the tail of the Yamata no Orochi."

Ying Lin, who almost immediately revealed the information about Ibuki-doji, made the older sister even more sober. She looked down at the boy, whose face was full of smiles and who was not frightened by her.

"Hiss... It seems I underestimated you."

Ibuki-dōji gently put Kagerin down, clearly acknowledging his presence.

"so……"

Before Yinglin could say anything, Ibuki, under Minamoto no Yorimitsu's angry gaze, forcibly picked him up, rubbed his face hard, and then rubbed him against her chest.

"I admit, you are indeed very different, which is why you are able to attract countless people, but I'm not happy with how you seem to control everything."

In other words, she's too much of a little devil.

Do you really think that controlling intelligence will make everyone fear you?

Ibuki-dōji never thought that way. Instead, he would boldly knead Kagerin's hand, only reluctantly letting go when Kagerin felt resentful.

"Sorry, the alcohol was too strong~"

Chapter 11 Minamoto no Yorimitsu: There's a cow!

You did it on purpose!

Yinglin rubbed his face, the liquid, whether it was rain or something else, made him very uncomfortable. Even though it had a fragrance, he still stared at Ibuki-dōji with a resentful look.

"I'm so sorry, I was really drunk. I'll make it up to you next time~"

You enjoy opening other people's boxes, don't you?

Then be absolutely real.

That's the kind of person Ibuki is. When she looks at the cute boy, her face is full of smiles and joy as she happily heads towards Mount Ibuki.

Before leaving, she deliberately paused for a moment.

Instead of looking at Tamamo-no-Mae, he looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was filled with resentment, and teased him.

"How terrifying! If you feel pain, then try harder and challenge me again!"

Now, she's going back to brew her own fine wine.

As a treat, I will give it to Yinglin as compensation.

The two humans and the fox silently watched Ibuki-dōji walk away, exchanged glances, and remained silent.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Once I get stronger, I'll make her pay!"

The current Minamoto no Yorimitsu is just like an incompetent husband, only able to vent his anger afterward, letting Ibuki-dōji knead and manipulate his kyōrin.

Her intense anger made her determined to train herself even more ruthlessly.

As for competing with the little fox for Yinglin's love, she ignored it completely; her primary task was to focus on only one thing!

Tata, get stronger!

Kagerin didn't know whether Minamoto no Yorimitsu's change was good or bad, and looked at the fox on his shoulder.

However, all I received was a pleased look.

The best thing about her is that this little girl doesn't bother her.

Moreover, do you really think that you can defeat Ibuki-dōji just by working hard?

That's far too naive.

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't think highly of Minamoto no Yorimitsu; she only cared about spending time alone with Kagerin so she could recover faster.

Having suffered his first setback, Minamoto no Yorimitsu began to work hard to improve himself.

She tried even harder than before, and that feeling of helplessness deeply pained this strong-willed girl.

Ibuki-doji is so powerful that she can do whatever she wants without needing to consult anyone's opinion.

Even her father, Minamoto no Nakamitsu, the shogun who guarded Heian-kyo, dared not challenge Ibuki-dōji.

This led Minamoto no Yorimitsu to a complete awakening.

You know, her situation is very bad right now. If you try to stop her, all you'll get is one sentence.

[I am your older sister, and also the daughter of Yuan Zhongman. I have inherited the power of the Ox-Headed Heavenly King. I no longer want to hide behind my younger brother and live a life of ignominy.]

You understand her choice, and all you can do is respect it.

From that day on, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was no longer the girl who needed stories to fall asleep.

She stepped out of the comfort zone you gave her and struggled to grow on her own.

[At night, it's just you and Tamamo-no-Mae.]

You feel a little unwell, but you're able to adjust well.

[With adorable foxes around, I can't really say I'm lonely.]

Unlike Minamoto no Yorimitsu, she had little interest in stories and preferred food instead.

Perhaps having lost most of her power, Tamamo-no-Mae is no longer so arrogant, and has even started playing with you, making delicious food together.

Days passed one by one.

[For three whole years, Ibuki-dōji still hasn't come looking for you. He probably got drunk and took a nap.]

Although your training intensity isn't as terrifying as Minamoto no Yorimitsu's, it's just as arduous. You frequently accept her challenges, and your strength has already reached the pinnacle of Heian-kyo. There are very few beings who can compare to you.

The biggest change was in Minamoto no Yorimitsu; the giant spider of Kyoto and the demon of Senso-ji Temple were all defeated by her alone.

Even so, Minamoto no Yorimitsu still felt her power was very weak, and she would continue to grow stronger until the day she could defeat Ibuki-dōji.

You stayed by her side through those crazy days, without a single complaint.

[The most Zen-like of them all is Tamamo-no-Mae.]

[They're either sunbathing or sleeping on you, as if they're practicing some kind of spiritual cultivation.]

Whenever you ask, she'll show her belly to brush it off.

Under the moonlight, the girl in the purple kimono was still training. She had never forgotten the humiliation that Ibuki-dōji had brought her, so she was desperately pushing herself to the limit.

"Cough, if you keep doing this, your body will break down sooner or later."

Yinglin couldn't stop Minamoto no Yorimitsu at all; her conviction was too strong to be resolved with just a few words.

"Her long-suppressed demonic nature, in turn, triumphed over her ideals and emotions, but the impact was not significant."

Because Minamoto no Yorimitsu will no longer be unable to control his power and wreak havoc as he did when he was a child.

From a certain perspective, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was very clear-headed; she always understood what she was doing, which is why she was not consumed by the demonic nature.

Instead, they are exploiting this powerful yet evil force.

"If you say that, Xiaoyu, won't there be any danger?" Yinglin asked with concern.

"Don't worry, it's just a child's competitive spirit. She'll understand when she grows up."

Tamamo-no-Mae replied nonchalantly.

"Fine, judging from Ibuki's attitude anyway, I might as well let her hug me again!"

Upon hearing this, Tamamo-no-Mae rolled her eyes at Ying Lin, who had a resolute expression on his face.

It's clearly about selling one's body, but in your mouth it's become a huge sacrifice.

“I’m serious, Xiaoyu.”

"Pfft."

That's funny.

Tamamo-no-Mae laughed and rolled over, clutching her chest and making a clear, soft moan, as if to say, "You seem to have a bit of a sense of humor."