I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

This world is so awful.

Having led the deity all the way to this side courtyard, Kitaro, who had temporarily lost his desire to flatter, took the initiative to say goodbye and leave.

On the way back, the boy suddenly realized that this place was also his own territory, his private land. No matter what, it was too impolite for a woman to barge in and sketch. It wouldn't be good if she encountered monsters and got into danger.

Kitaro immediately thought of using this as an excuse to give that woman a good scolding and then kick her out.

He quickened his pace, but unfortunately, when he returned to the place where he had met the woman, she had vanished. Helpless, Kitaro had no choice but to abandon his previous idea and walk home.

Perhaps the other person has left.

After all, when I met her before, her painting was almost finished and very complete.

In addition, it was already getting late, so going home was a normal thing.

It couldn't have been captured by a monster, could it?

The monsters weren't so kind; when they kidnapped people, they also took away human art supplies that were completely useless to them.

The young man, who understood this, was not worried at all about where the woman was.

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On Higashino Akira's side, he strolled through the detached villa nestled in the mountains, looking around at the place where Rin used to live.

The interior is fairly well-maintained, and the overall condition of the building is very good.

It's hard to imagine that this wooden building, which has been uninhabited for a long time and is located alone in the deep mountains, is still in such a state.

Apart from the living room and one bedroom, which were clean, most of the other rooms were empty and dusty.

It was probably Ling who came back early and cleaned it during the lunch break.

After all, she is a very clean, thrifty girl who is good at housework and taking care of people. Sham, who had gone on a mission with Rin before, had a very high opinion of Rin.

However, if there is only one room available, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for him to refuse to stay at Kitaro's family residence and choose to stay here instead?

Theoretically, Rin, as a Zashiki-warashi, is not young, even older than Kitaro's father, so she is not considered a loli.

However, in terms of physique, the other party is a genuine loli, and quite cute at that.

Considering his reputation, Higashino Akira had to think about how he would rest if he stayed overnight, and whether Rin would think he wanted to make a move on her.

From the floor of a dusty, empty room, he casually picked up a doll that looked about six-tenths of the same size as Rin, about twenty or thirty centimeters long, gently patted it to blow away the dust, and then sat down on the floor in the living room, lost in thought.

He felt that he had always had a bottom line, and as for his subordinate gods, unless it was a group of rebellious female devils like Hanako, he had basically never laid a hand on his other subordinates.

After all, taking action would only be to teach them a lesson.

Non-human beings and other beings cannot be granted entry into the imperial harem.

In this situation, unless the other party is willing, Higashino Akira would not provoke any of them for no reason.

Not to mention that his preferred style is someone with a slightly better figure, not someone with a loli-like body.

It's true, but even if he says it, others might not believe him.

Having already made those promises, going back to stay at Kitaro's house would be somewhat undignified.

Could it be that he should have Little Mary come and pick him up to take him back to Tokyo?

Thinking about it, Higashino Akira unconsciously kneaded the doll in his hand. To be honest, this little thing was quite soft and felt pretty good.

I picked it up and took a closer look. Although the art style is simple and cute, it has all the necessary details, even including panties. It's a bit like the fufu that's been popular in the anime market lately.

Gently lifting the hem of the little doll's skirt, Higashino Akira, who hadn't left the child any privacy, raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, with a curious and exploratory mindset, he went a step further and gently pinched the edge of the doll's panties with his fingers.

Wow, it's even movable!

Such meticulous workmanship?

"Eek~!"

Just as Higashino Akira pushed open a small corner of the edge of his panties, a mournful cry suddenly rang out from the doorway, followed by the sound of a girl's body collapsing to her knees with a thud.

Akira Higashino paused in his actions and turned to look.

From the direction of the door, the one making all this noise was Ling, who had returned at some unknown time. The girl was blushing, biting her lip, and clenching her legs together. She knelt on the ground, her face full of shame and tears welling up in her eyes. One hand was pressed tightly against her heart, and the other hand was used to press down on the hem of her dress, holding the hem of her skirt tightly.

"What's wrong?" Higashino Akira sensed something was amiss and asked softly.

Upon hearing this, the tearful Zashiki-warashi looked at her master with a pitiful expression, "Please don't toy with my true form, give it back to me, Master Higashino..."

It's hard to say what kind of mood Akira Higashino is in right now.

A sudden realization, a complex mix of emotions, and utter embarrassment—all I could do was pretend not to know and force myself to remain calm.

"Give."

Without making a sound, she put the doll's panties back on, handed them over, and watched as Rin, blushing, hugged them tightly.

She even turned her face away, her eyes brimming with tears, and thanked me.

"Thank you, Mr. Higashino."

She even thanked us.

Akira Higashino couldn't help but smack his lips, feeling inexplicably guilty as if he were bullying a child.

"Um, did you go see your friends?"

Lord Yunmeng tried to change the subject.

Upon hearing this, the Zashiki-warashi (a type of Japanese house spirit) cooperated tacitly, trying her best to forget the embarrassing incident that had just occurred.

"Ah."

"How did the communication go?"

"I gave everyone the souvenirs and showed them photos and videos taken in Tokyo, as well as pictures of friends I met, battle scenes, and banquets. Everyone seemed quite interested."

Fighting?

Akira Higashino's lips twitched slightly. The only time he had this Zashiki-warashi (a type of Japanese house spirit) on the field was when he challenged Kotoko Iwanaga, that legal loli who was full of flirtatious talk, to a duel. The two lolis, one holding a cane and the other holding a short knife made of cardboard, were just pecking at each other like chickens. It was hard to call it a fight.

Those friends who listened to the bell were still enjoying it and were interested in the content.

That's probably either because the other person is equally incompetent, or because those monsters are secretly watching Rin's misfortune but can't bear to laugh at her.

"Did you ask your friends what they think about joining Yunmeng?"

Upon hearing this, Ling shook her head with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Having only been back for a short while, she was returning home in triumph, and she had so many new and exciting things to say about the past year and a half that she couldn't possibly remember to help her master recruit subordinates.

If she hadn't sensed that her physical body had been disturbed, she probably wouldn't be back yet.

However, since the Lord God has spoken, Ling could only say on the spot that she would have a proper talk with everyone about this matter later, and then host a banquet to invite everyone out for a face-to-face discussion tomorrow.

For monsters, as long as they eat and drink well and the atmosphere is right, everything is negotiable.

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P.S.: 5,000+ words, combined into one, making up for the missed updates due to leave.

Chapter 273 Have you ever saved a fox in the snowy mountains?

That night, since only one set of bedding had been prepared at home, and out of courtesy, as the host, it was not appropriate to drive away their own deity.

After hesitating for a long time, Ling finally took Higashino's hand and led him to the bedroom. She gently lay down under the covers, then blushed and lifted a corner of the blanket, patting the empty space next to her, indicating that Higashino should come and sleep with her.

During this time, Ling was so shy that she couldn't speak, having made such a bold move for the first time and inviting a member of the opposite sex to such intimate contact.

After hesitating for a moment, Higashino Akira nodded and lay down inside.

After all, if he refused an invitation from his subordinate, Rin would inevitably misunderstand and think that he was looking down on her. He had just accidentally bullied this girl before, and not long after, he had hurt her again. Even someone as carefree as Higashino Akira would feel a little embarrassed.

All night long,

Ling kept her eyes tightly closed. Every time the man beside her made a slight movement, she would tremble with fright, her face burning, and involuntarily think of some inappropriate images for children.

As a result, Ling finally couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep in the middle of the night.

Even Higashino-sama didn't lay a hand on her.

Despite being a frivolous and fickle god, he surprisingly showed some restraint at a time like this!

The next morning.

Ling slowly woke up and found herself lying in her master's arms without even realizing it. She vaguely recalled the events of the previous night. As her mind gradually cleared, she looked at the man with a complicated expression, a mixture of frustration and relief, and a hint of resentment in her heart.

Something even worse than being targeted by the fickle God has happened.

Such a fickle god, yet he didn't make a move on her!

Is she really that unattractive?

I feel that my self-confidence as a woman has suddenly taken a serious hit.

She gently crawled out of bed and went out to wash up and prepare the ingredients.

When Higashino Akira woke up, he tidied himself up a bit and then received a message from Rin that he could go out.

Yesterday, Rin asked the local yokai to pass on a message to everyone: there will be a picnic and banquet on the mountain, and all yokai are welcome to attend.

After closing the door, as they walked up the mountain, Higashino Akira used his mental powers to float the ingredients and luggage along with him, and patted Rin's little head with satisfaction.

"So reliable, no wonder it's called Bell."

Upon hearing this, the sullen Zashiki-warashi girl puffed out her cheeks and read aloud without any emotion, "Thank you for the compliment, Master Higashino."

Even so, I still can't feel happy.

Ling began to doubt her own appearance. After becoming a demon, she had never really seen what her true form looked like. Could it be that she was actually very ugly, which was why even the philandering male protagonist god, who had many girlfriends, had no feelings for her and did not want to take action?

Once you've made up your mind, you need to find a way to see what you actually look like.

Upon arriving at their destination, a spacious woodland surrounded by tall trees, Rin gestured for her master to put down his luggage and then took the initiative to take over the various preparations.

To keep Higashino-sama from getting bored, she thoughtfully asked him to clear the snow a little and then go find some firewood.

Higashino Akira readily agreed to this trivial matter, which could be resolved with a mere mental effort.