Chapter 153: A Good Night’s Sleep and Breakfast

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In the cold late autumn, in an empty room, two people were hugging each other.

“Sometimes I really don’t understand people.”

“Hmm?” Himegami Izayoi’s voice was very light.

“The Ogosho.”

“I talk about love with you every day and live happily so that I won’t be destroyed by power and authority. As a result, love can also make people crazy.”

“Are you using me as a tool?”

“You’re my spiritual sustenance, you fool.”

“…You’re really good with words,” Minamoto Kiyomoto’s lips brushed against Himegami Izayoi’s black and shiny hair.

Himegami Izayoi’s face was pressed against his neck, her fingers gently tracing the lines of his shoulder.

“Miko can be with you now. Will you abandon me?” she said, as if she had already been abandoned, feeling wronged.

“We’re already like this. How can I abandon you?” Minamoto Kiyomoto hugged her tightly. “You’re mine even in death.”

A satisfied expression appeared on Himegami Izayoi’s face, but she said, “We haven’t done anything.”

“Then what shall we do?” Minamoto Kiyomoto lowered his head and said with a light laugh.

“What do you mean, what shall we do?” Himegami Izayoi looked up at him and asked innocently.

“I have a question.”

“I’ll tell you everything.”

“You—” in choosing his words, Minamoto Kiyomoto felt he had to be a little cautious. “This playful, cute, and lovable personality of yours, is it an act, or are you really like this?”

“Playful and cute? Are you trying to say I’m fickle, like a vixen?”

“No, everyone has multiple sides.”

“Humph, I’m not. I only have one side. I’m the purest.”

“Hahaha.”

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing.”

Himegami Izayoi gave him a flirtatious and charming glance, then suddenly put her hand into the quilt. The soft touch of her palm slowly spread throughout Minamoto Kiyomoto’s body.

“Let’s do that, big brother,” Himegami Izayoi’s lips moved close to his ear, and she said softly.

Minamoto Kiyomoto stared at her blankly, his heart pounding like a war drum.

“Are you sure?” his throat was dry.

“I’m yours in death. Are you not mine in death?” Himegami Izayoi tried her best to maintain her composure, but her voice trembled uncontrollably.

She paused for a moment, then continued, “Since that’s the case, we can do anything, right?”

Minamoto Kiyomoto’s breathing became hot.

“Koyako,” he said, “there’s something I still have to make clear to you—no matter what, I won’t give up on either you or Miss Kamibayashi.”

“That’s a matter for the future. We’ll talk about it in the future,” Himegami Izayoi’s eyes softened, and she called out softly, “Big~bro~ther~”

Minamoto Kiyomoto’s blood boiled. He suddenly flipped over and pressed her down.

In an instant, Himegami Izayoi’s hands hooked around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his body.

The two of them kissed passionately.

Her slender pink neck, her rounded narrow shoulders, her flat abdomen. Minamoto Kiyomoto traced her body with his lips.

That place was like a pink azalea, its nectar making one feel thirsty.

Himegami Izayoi tilted her neck back with emotion.

When her face was flushed and her chest was heaving, he held her face with his right hand and looked at her with longing eyes, as if he were about to crush her.

Himegami Izayoi’s cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were as drunk as if they were filled with water.

“Kiyomoto, I like you so much, so much,” she said, panting.

The lights flickered. Himegami Izayoi let out a vague murmur. His unyielding strength gave her a fulfilling comfort.

Minamoto Kiyomoto held her tightly. Himegami Izayoi’s charming sighs and light moans, like a spring breeze, brushed against his ears.

He was both gentle and rough.

He saw her black hair spread out under her fair and delicate body, the beads of sweat on her forehead, her tense waist, and her trembling body.

“Koyako, I want you.”

Spring love overflowed, and their souls were turned upside down.

Himegami Izayoi felt a strong and hot emotion rising in her body, as if a powerful life was entering her body.

Her whole body was numb and tingling, and she had no strength at all.

Minamoto Kiyomoto held her and gently stroked the charming and warm lines of her back.

After a long time, Himegami Izayoi’s interest slowly calmed down, but her body was still immersed in warm happiness.

The two of them had never trusted and been so close as they were now, as if they were a part of each other’s bodies.

“Master Kiyo,” Himegami Izayoi’s voice was a little tired, but also full of intimacy and warmth.

“Hmm?”

“It was dangerous today.”

“Was it not okay?”

Himegami Izayoi laughed coquettishly and wrapped her arms around his neck intimately.

“It was okay,” her tone was soft, and there was a hint of a giggle.

The two of them were quiet, not speaking, just snuggling together.

At some point, Minamoto Kiyomoto started to whistle, like the sea breeze at sunset, gentle, comfortable, and unrestrained.

Himegami Izayoi listened quietly.

The whistling suddenly stopped, and Minamoto Kiyomoto laughed.

“What’s wrong?” Himegami Izayoi raised her charming face and asked.

She didn’t mean to laugh, but as soon as she saw Minamoto Kiyomoto’s face, a slight smile appeared on her face uncontrollably.

Why did she smile uncontrollably when she saw someone?
“I remembered a folk song,” Minamoto Kiyomoto said with a laugh.

“Hmm?”

“‘Visiting Ise’,” Minamoto Kiyomoto’s smile deepened. “I want to go to Ise, I want to see the road to Ise, at least once in this life.”

“You’re annoying!” Himegami Izayoi tightened her grip on his neck, their faces pressed together. “Don’t joke about this.”

“Mhm.”

Minamoto Kiyomoto caressed her skin. It felt wonderful, and his heart was filled with gentleness.

Himegami Izayoi closed her eyes and enjoyed the unprecedented beauty.

“You’re like this with me. Aren’t you afraid Miko will get angry?” she asked.

“Then one day, when I’m like this with her, will you be angry?”

“I’ll kill both of you.”

“So fierce,” Minamoto Kiyomoto laughed. “You see, I have to be like this with both of you anyway. I might as well be like this with you first. Miss Kamibayashi, although she’s angry, at least she won’t kill me.”

“Are you saying I don’t love you as much as she does?”

“It’s just that the way of loving is different. The Ogosho’s love, isn’t that also love? Everyone is different.”

“Your love for us, no, your love for me, what is it like?” Himegami Izayoi asked.

“It’s very ordinary,” Minamoto Kiyomoto replied.

“Ordinary?! Are you just perfunctory with me now that you’ve gotten me?” Himegami Izayoi said with a wronged expression.

“I’m not some pervert. What kind of special love do I have? It’s just like an ordinary person, wanting to be with you for the rest of my life.”

Himegami Izayoi hummed reluctantly, but she was very satisfied in her heart.

“Do you want to move in with me?” she said softly.

“Well—”

“You can’t bear to part with your Miss Kamibayashi?”

“I’m afraid that after I move in, I’ll be finished. I’ll be sleeping on the Lord of Kyoto’s tatami every day and have no mood to do anything else.”

Himegami Izayoi pressed her chest against Minamoto Kiyomoto’s, putting herself in his shoes. She felt that she couldn’t resist this temptation either.

“Then when you become the number one in the world, and we’ve unified the world, can we be like this every day?” she said.

“Ah?” Minamoto Kiyomoto made a reluctant sound.

“What’s wrong?” Himegami Izayoi didn’t look up, but asked with a smile in his arms.

“How long will that take? I want to be like this now, every day.”

“So spineless,” Himegami Izayoi scolded with a laugh and patted his shoulder. “Once a week?”

“Okay, no, wait, let me think, let me think.”

“Okay, you think,” Himegami Izayoi couldn’t help but laugh.

“Like this!” Minamoto Kiyomoto made up his mind. “We’ll do this once every time we eliminate a yokai. We’ll turn the thing that delays training into an incentive for training.”

Himegami Izayoi let out a coquettish “ah~~” and made a reluctant sound.

“I think a week is too long. I thought you were going to say three days,” she said.

“So spineless!” Minamoto Kiyomoto patted her butt.

“Don’t touch there,” Himegami Izayoi’s charming eyes rolled at him.

Minamoto Kiyomoto’s blood boiled again.

Himegami Izayoi giggled, her voice becoming soft and hoarse, “You’re getting excited again.”

“Can I?”

“Be gentle.”

Minamoto Kiyomoto flipped over.

“Ah,” Himegami Izayoi let out a soft whimper.

“Harder…”

“Gentle or harder?”

“I don’t know,” Himegami Izayoi turned her face away. “Don’t ask me.”

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After Himegami Izayoi finished washing her body and soaking in the hot spring for a while, she put on her clothes and went to the shrine in the dawn of the night.

The shrine was pitch black. She passed through the living room. Before she reached the outer corridor, she saw Minamoto Kiyomoto leaning against a pillar of the corridor.

He was leaning lazily, smiling at her, a bad boy’s smile.

Himegami Izayoi took out her folding fan and covered the corners of her mouth, but she couldn’t hide her smiling eyes, a happy, shy, and teasing smile.

“Why are you two up so early today?” Kamibayashi Miko came from the corner of the corridor.

“Isn’t this listening to you, Miss Kamibayashi, and training hard,” Minamoto Kiyomoto said, his hands on his knees, smiling as he turned to look at her.

“Thinking that you could be with Master Kiyo, I was so worried I couldn’t sleep all night,” Himegami Izayoi sat gracefully on a cushion on the corridor.

Kamibayashi Miko glanced at Himegami Izayoi, then looked at Minamoto Kiyomoto.

“If you’re going to sit, then sit properly. What are you doing leaning like that?” she said faintly, scolding him.

“Getting scolded by a goddess first thing in the morning. It seems my luck is good today,” Minamoto Kiyomoto sat up straight with a smile.

The three of them began their morning prayers. Rikka was woken up by the surging divine energy and also joined them.

She had already decided yesterday that she would change her training habit from training only when she was bored to training whenever they trained.

The four of them together, the secret realm of Hakusan Shrine before dawn, was as splendid as a fireworks festival, and also like the ever-changing aurora, the night sky was colorful.

When they were eating breakfast, Minamoto Kiyomoto knew that his feeling was wrong. His luck was not good today.

“Master Kiyo, ah—” Rikka picked up a piece of grilled horse mackerel with her chopsticks and brought it to his mouth.

Little Butterfly hummed a song and happily ate the grapes from Yamanashi Prefecture;
The blond princess took a piece of roasted seaweed and ate it with a crunch;

Himegami Izayoi smiled, sizing up Minamoto Kiyomoto and Rikka, while spreading grated radish on the fried saury to cut the grease;
Kamibayashi Miko held a bowl of hot tofu and green onion miso soup, not drinking it, but looking at Minamoto Kiyomoto and Rikka;
Shirako put down her chopsticks and reached for the bell at her waist.

“…What are you doing?” Minamoto Kiyomoto held down Shirako’s small hand and asked Rikka.

“Imitating Izayoi,” Rikka replied.

“Imi-imitating Izayoi?”

“Izayoi won. You like her more.”

“…Where did you see that?” Minamoto Kiyomoto couldn’t understand.

“You like her more?” Kamibayashi Miko drank a mouthful of the hot tofu and green onion miso soup.

“No…”

“You mean, you like her more?” Himegami Izayoi broke the saury with her chopsticks.

“No…”

“Then who do you like more?” Rikka asked.

‘Is it your turn to ask?!’ Minamoto Kiyomoto roared in his heart. He really wanted to spit a mouthful of dragon’s breath at her and bring a trace of warmth to her emotionless heart.

Himegami Izayoi put the steaming fish meat into her mouth, chewing slowly while feeling the elasticity of the fish meat.

During this process, she kept looking at Minamoto Kiyomoto with a smile and suddenly said, “Master Kiyo, let’s get married.”

“Okay!”

“Just the two of us.”

“Well…”

Kamibayashi Miko put down the hot tofu and green onion miso soup and picked up the chestnut rice—the chestnuts were picked from the mountain.

“Susu, let’s date,” she said with a smile.

“Really? No problem!”

“Only with me.”

“Um…” Minamoto Kiyomoto thought for a moment and said, “The food is getting cold. Let’s hurry up and…”

“You haven’t made it clear who you like more. I need to study and copy,” Rikka said.

“…I don’t think you can learn it.”

“You’re wrong,” Rikka shook her head gently, and a strand of white hair slipped from her shoulder. “I’m very beautiful, very smart, that is, as smart as ice and snow. I can learn it.”

“What is the purpose of your study and copying?” Minamoto Kiyomoto asked.

“To make you like me, and for me to like you, to experience the feeling of laughing uncontrollably.”

“I will never like you, so I say you can’t learn it.”

“Am I not beautiful?” Rikka tilted her beautiful neck.

“Expression,” Himegami Izayoi smiled and instructed. “Your expression has to be smiling, a little teasing, a little cute, a little innocent, and with a bit of genuine liking.”

“You show me,” Rikka straightened her neck.

“Is there any benefit? I don’t do things without benefits,” Himegami Izayoi said with a smile.

“Here,” Rikka put the horse mackerel she had originally intended to feed Minamoto Kiyomoto in her bowl.

Himegami Izayoi gave her a cold look, handed the bowl to the fire fan, and the fire fan immediately went to get a new bowl.

Rikka turned her head and said to Minamoto Kiyomoto, “She’s angry.”

“I can see that,” Minamoto Kiyomoto drank a mouthful of soup.

“You demonstrate how to make someone you like smile even when they’re angry.”

“Is there any benefit? I don’t do things without benefits,” Minamoto Kiyomoto said jokingly.

Rikka picked up the saury.

“No, no need. I was just kidding!” Minamoto Kiyomoto protected his chestnut rice.

Himegami Izayoi laughed very lightly.

“Hmm?” Rikka looked at her with confusion. “Why are you laughing?”

“Do I need your permission to laugh?” Himegami Izayoi took the chestnut rice that the fire fan had re-served and ate it in small bites.

“Rikka,” Kamibayashi Miko spoke. “I have something to ask you.”

“Mhm,” Rikka’s snow-like crystal lips bit into the saury that Minamoto Kiyomoto didn’t want.

“How do you know Izayoi won?”

Minamoto Kiyomoto buried his head and drank the hot tofu and green onion miso soup in small sips.

“She looks particularly well today,” Rikka said.

Kamibayashi Miko looked at Himegami Izayoi, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, beside Minamoto Kiyomoto.

“Weren’t you so worried you couldn’t sleep all night?” she said.

“Not sleeping all night doesn’t mean I don’t look well. The Divine Medium is just too straightforward,” Himegami Izayoi said leisurely.

She glanced at Minamoto Kiyomoto, who was still drinking soup, and then asked him with a smile, “Isn’t that right, Master Kiyo?”

“Fresh! Sweet! The chestnuts that bloom in early summer and are harvested in autumn are rich in calcium, potassium, iron, vitamin B1, and other ingredients. When cooked with rice, the sweetness of the chestnuts and the aroma of the rice blend together, making it extremely delicious,” Minamoto Kiyomoto praised.

“The one you’re drinking is tofu soup,” Rikka reminded.

“…Tofu is good. Anything made from soybeans is good. Soybeans are rich in isoflavones, which have antioxidant effects. Recently, studies have even shown that isoflavones have a good effect on menopausal disorders in women.”

“Medical students know a lot,” Himegami Izayoi said with a smile.

“It’s okay, cough.”

Kamibayashi Miko looked at Minamoto Kiyomoto.

“Su, more rice,” Noi handed over her bowl.

“…” Minamoto Kiyomoto took the bowl.

The blond princess drank the tofu soup, which was said to have antioxidant effects, and glanced at the three shrine maidens.

Fighting over him, can they compare to me?
Minamoto Kiyomoto is her slave, no, her guardian knight, wallet, and maid.