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"Judging from your expression, you also really want to bathe with Rinya?"

"I want to kill him—"

"Kill him and you'll be a widow."

"Shouldn't beting him half to death be enough?"

"That's a good idea, I'm on your side, but you have to keep your word..."

The two women walked hand in hand toward the bath, as intimate as sisters.

From another perspective, they will indeed soon become sisters sleeping in the same bed, which is a way of cultivating their relationship in advance.

The largest bath in the palace is a large enclosed natural hot spring.

The cobblestone path is hidden among the lush summer grass, and delicate stone lanterns also peek out from the grass, reflecting a soft glow. There are no railings around the area, and from the edge of the pond, one can look directly down into the vast central courtyard.

There are no changing rooms or anything like that.

The environment looks ordinary, but the hot spring water is quite magical.

Not only does the water exude a sweet fragrance, but the water itself seems to glow with a layer of fluorescence.

"Just take off your clothes and soak in the water. I'll tell the maid to bring over some clean clothes."

Xia Xili smiled gently, like a refreshing breeze, as she reached behind her back to untie the sash. With a practiced tug from her slender, delicate hands, the intricate knot at the back of her kimono slipped away, and the silky satin slid down her shoulders. Like a ripe chestnut bursting from its shell, her snow-white shoulders were revealed first. Then came her smooth back, her rounded thighs, and her calves, so tender that the veins were faintly visible…

Kawashima Miki pulled her long hair back and skillfully tied it into a bun.

The same elaborate kimono slipped off her body, like a peony blooming in layers, revealing its final beauty, her exquisitely beautiful body appearing in the night.

Cultivators and demons with certain abilities can make their bodies clean and free of impurities.

In particular, Kawashima Miki pays special attention to skincare. She has a fit and voluptuous figure, and her skin is smooth and delicate. Her whole body is as charming as a piece of carved jade.

Even though she was also a woman, Xia Xili couldn't help but reach out and secretly pinch her buttocks: "What should I do if I can't help but feel attracted?"

"You've been possessed by that scumbag, haven't you!" Kawashima Miki slapped her hand and stepped barefoot into the hot spring.

As soon as she was submerged in the water, a faint blush appeared on her fair skin, making her incredibly beautiful and alluring. A faint fluorescent glow clung to her skin, shimmering like fireflies in the stillness of summer, carrying her soaring through the air. For a moment, she felt as light as a feather, utterly comfortable.

Xia Xili also entered the hot spring, her entire body submerged in the water, with only her shoulders exposed. She glanced at Kawashima Miki, whose body was half above the water, and said with a smile, "Men really do like women with big breasts."

Kawashima Miki glanced down subconsciously, then sank into the hot spring. Her prominent breasts sank below the surface, revealing only her delicate collarbones and rounded shoulders. Her long, black hair flowed freely in the water, floating behind her like seaweed.

The two beauties stood shoulder to shoulder, their hands resting on the rocks on the shore, gazing together at the courtyard under the night sky.

"It's so dark."

"The darkness in the mountains is the true darkness that lives up to its name."

"chestnut."

"what's up?"

Kawashima Miki scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face: "Can you tell me about his childhood?"

"Climb trees to raid bird nests, and go down to the river to catch fish and shrimp."

"anything else?"

"Cultural classes in the morning, art or craft classes in the afternoon."

"Craft class?"

"Go to the fields and farm."

"...And at night?"

"In bed."

"Keep studying hard?"

“Bullying his cute aunt.”

"..."

"Haha, just kidding, he only teases me occasionally." Xia Xili smiled gently, recalling those days when she was bullied. "Most of the nights, he went out into the mountains with his brother-in-law to train."

Suddenly, a scene flashed into Kawashima Miki's mind: the younger scumbag following behind the older scumbag on a dark road.

"What kind of training is it?" she asked.

"How to be an upright and kind person." Xia Xili paused briefly before continuing, "He learned it very well, perfectly inheriting his brother-in-law's character. The only flaw is that he also learned to be a womanizer!"

"You guys are so kind." Kawashima Miki scooped up some hot spring water with one hand and slowly poured it on her collarbone. "No wonder he exuded confidence and charm from the moment he appeared in front of me. It turns out he grew up in such a strong and profound family... At first, I thought he was just young and impetuous. Haha, I was so stupid back then."

Xia Xili rested her index finger on her chin and pondered, "Initially, it was supposed to be the land of Asakusa Shrine, but instead of getting the land, we were taken advantage of. It was really stupid."

When those things were brought up, Kawashima Miki covered her face in embarrassment.

"Later, instead of getting rid of him, she gradually succumbed to him." Xia Xili continued in a teasing tone, "Miss Jorogumo, who was already feeling lost and uneasy about her future, met a boy who was strong, confident, and knew how to use his tricks to coax her, so she just gave herself to him like an idiot."

Let's not talk about this!

Under the hot spring water, Kawashima Miki stretched out her leg and kicked Natsuki Riki's thigh.

"We're all family now, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Xia Xili grabbed her thigh and rubbed against her. "If Xiao Lin ever can't satisfy you, remember to come to your aunt. In this family, your aunt is the most warm-hearted one!"

"Chestnut!" Kawashima Miki exclaimed, clutching her chest warily.

"What's wrong?" Xia Xili smiled faintly.

From beginning to end, she maintained the composed demeanor of an elder, completely controlling the prospective wife in front of her.

"I have a question..." Kawashima Miki bit her lower lip slightly, unconsciously rubbing her fingers, "My mother... well... you know, I don't come from a good family... will she look down on me?"

Footsteps came from afar; it was the maid bringing clothes.

After the maid put down the clothes and walked away, Xia Xili walked out of the pool and opened her arms.

Glistening water droplets slid down her graceful body.

Kawashima Miki followed behind her, picked up a towel, and helped her wipe the water off her body.

“Well, your concerns are valid, but you don’t need to take them too seriously.” Xia Xili’s eyes, slightly narrowed, reflected the soft light of the floor lamp. “Although you’re not exactly well-educated and lack a bit of gentleness, it’s not a big deal since Xiao Lin likes you. The key question is whether you can wholeheartedly help Xiao Lin and stand firmly by his side no matter what.”

“Of course, that’s no problem…” Kawashima Miki picked up the robe the maid brought, unfolded it, and helped her put it on. “I’m not a chaste and rigid woman, but I’m not a shameless harlot either. Since I’m with him, of course I’ll fully support him. Besides… I’m quite well-educated, you know. I can talk about literature, art, music, and even philosophy… Although I only know a little about some things, I have a broad knowledge base, and I understand certain issues quite thoroughly… Even if I’m not as good as Fuka Eri, I’m still quite excellent…”

"Then what are you worried about? You said you're not as good as Fuka Eri. We're all sisters, what's there to compare?" Xia Xili turned around, came behind her, and picked up her bathrobe as well. "Besides, my sister isn't a rigid young lady, she doesn't care much about her background. And my brother-in-law is even less of a concern... If he dares to have any objections, he's not afraid that Mihoko will kill him."

"Who is Mihoko?" Kawashima Miki opened her arms and let her dress her.

“The daughter of the old mountain god, the previous Jorogumo.” Xia Xili lifted her long, wet hair from her smooth back and draped a robe over her shoulders.

Kawashima Miki's eye twitched slightly.

She instinctively felt it was somewhat absurd, but upon closer reflection, it seemed quite reasonable.

“My family isn’t one of those pedantic Chinese families, nor are we conservatives.” Xia Xili turned back to Kawashima Miki and tied the belt on her nightgown. “You should just be your first wife and be content. If you think about it any more, I won’t leave it to you.”

"Kuriko, you're so kind." Kawashima Miki sniffed and smiled. "I just arrived at Mount Oyama today, and you have no idea how intimidated I was by the scale of this place. I was so afraid I'd be looked down upon..."

Xia Xili paused for a moment, then nodded gently.

“Rinya currently has two things that require your utmost help as his wife.” She lowered her head and helped Kawashima Miki tie the last sash of her robe at her waist. “First: restore Asakusa Shrine to its former glory as much as possible, so that he can obtain enough power of will and become stronger. Second: reunify the entire Tengu clan.”

"Understood!" Kawashima Miki's smile was clear and resolute.

"Correspondingly, he will take responsibility for the organizational issues you are worried about." Xia Xili took a step back and smiled as she looked her over.

Kawashima Miki had a voluptuous figure and a slender waist.

The bathrobe, cinched at the waist, clung even more tightly to her figure. The skirt parted at the knees, revealing her smooth, delicate, and slender calves; she was still barefoot, her figure exquisitely beautiful.

"What's wrong?" Kawashima Miki subconsciously looked down at her feet.

"It looks so good!" Xia Xili leaned closer, lifted her bathrobe skirt up, and pinched her firm, round thighs.

Kawashima Miki slapped her hand away again: "Stop fooling around."

“And here, I’m so envious of Lin Ye…” Xia Xili looked at her proud chest and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips. “Sister Meiji~” she called out sweetly, “Your wedding is just around the corner, come to my room tonight and let me inspect Lin Ye’s goods first.”

Kawashima Miki suddenly shivered.

At this moment, the feeling she had for this beautiful and charming aunt overlapped with that of Fujiwara Izaya—they really are family, and when they turn bad, they are equally despicable!

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The lights were dim, and the candlelight flickered.

Kasahara Fukaeri absentmindedly finished flipping through the book and left the terrace.

Back in the room prepared for her, her mind gradually calmed down. The room was classically elegant. A narrow painting hung at the entrance, about half the size of a tatami mat, along with a screen depicting a story from "The Tale of Genji." Behind the screen was a red beaded curtain, leading to a small bath. Maids had already drawn the hot spring water and were sprinkling pale pink dried flower petals into the steaming mist. Sandalwood incense wafted softly from the edge of the pool.

"Madam," a maid who had been waiting for a long time came forward with clothes in her hands, "we will serve you a bath."

"You may all leave," Kasahara Fukaeri instructed, her voice somehow becoming gentler.

"Good lady."

The maids withdrew in response, and the room became quiet again.

The candlestick cast a flickering shadow, and the light was not very bright.

Kasahara Fukaeri yawned and stretched lazily.

She lifted the pale red beaded curtain and casually loosened her sash. With a soft rustle, her kimono outer robe fell to the ground, followed by her inner garments, one after another, sliding onto the floor.

Her exquisitely sculpted shoulders, straight and smooth back, round and pert buttocks, and long, slender thighs... were revealed one by one. She bent down, raised her buttocks high, and took off the white tabi socks from her feet. In the flickering candlelight, her pure white feet bloomed like snow lotuses in the night, exquisitely beautiful.

Unfortunately, Fujiwara no Izaya was not there either.

Otherwise, he would have shamelessly squeezed into the bathhouse to bathe with his sister.

Should I marry him tomorrow...?

"Although the world of yokai doesn't place much emphasis on rituals, a wedding is still such a big event that it can't be taken so lightly..."

"And also, how should I tell Asuka..."

"bother!"

"Maybe we should just forget about it..."

Thinking of a solution, Kasahara Fukae scooped up a handful of water and slowly poured it over her shoulder.

A gentle warmth enveloped every inch of skin, bringing a sense of relaxation and comfort.