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Shuten glanced at them silently for a few moments, then turned his head and asked Fujiwara Izaya with a sarcastic tone, "Did you two... you know... before you came here?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya blushed slightly.

Although the process was disgraceful, the image of Tamamo-no-Mae's naturally alluring body flashed before his eyes... He quickly shook his head to steady his mind, not daring to recall the previous scene.

Shuten-dōji rubbed his bald head in annoyance: "How did you end up getting my hands on him..."

“A lecherous monk…” Fujiwara Izaya spat out.

In his previous life, Shuten-dōji was an incredibly handsome monk who was murdered because his beauty aroused jealousy. After death, he became the Oni King of Mount Ōe, a cruel and tyrannical demon who had an extreme fondness for beautiful women and fine wine.

Meiji Shrine is filled with towering ancient trees, and various bird calls can be heard from time to time in the forest. Among them, the crow's call is rough and very recognizable.

The three kings walked deeper into the temple.

It seemed like there was no particular purpose; it was just a casual stroll to clear one's head.

On the Yin-Yang Bureau side, Mrs. Kasahara stepped forward and joined them.

In a sense, Princess Himeko is also a queen, so this can be considered a gathering of four kings.

Mrs. Kasahara's shrine maiden outfit is very luxurious, with a vintage red skirt that reaches all the way to her ankles.

Although he had seen it many times, he never got tired of seeing something beautiful. Fujiwara Izaya found it very interesting, so he used his demonic power to conjure a white hunting robe for himself.

White priest's robes and shrine maiden's robes go perfectly together.

"You actually want to wear matching outfits with Himeko!" Mrs. Kasahara suddenly took Fujiwara Izaya's hand and asked with a smile, "Do you have a bunch of sweet nothings you want to say to Himeko?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya almost bumped into a chair on the side of the road.

“Say something, Fujiwara-kun!” Kasahara Himeko pressed her face close. “When I was with you, were you thinking about Miko?”

"No way!" Fujiwara Izaya said innocently, "I like Fuka Eri the most!"

"Hmm? Hiss—"

A sharp pain shot through my lower back.

Shuten asked sourly, "Is this one yours too?"

In front of others, Fujiwara Izaya might have restrained himself, but in front of this lecherous monk, he warned him sternly, "Yes, she is my family! You better shut up any thoughts you have right now, or I'll fight you to the death!"

Kasahara Himeko gave a coquettish laugh: "My heart only belongs to Fujiwara-kun, and I can't tolerate any other yokai."

"Tsk~"

Tamamo-no-Mae, who was walking in front, muttered a curse under her breath.

You shameless vixen...

After leaving Jingu Avenue, they sat down on a lawn.

The sun was shining brightly, and the fragrance of leaves wafted in on the dry breeze. Shuten-dōji pulled out a bottle of sake and a glass from somewhere and laid them out on the lawn.

"Such a nice day, it would be a waste not to drink..." He smiled, resting his cheek on one hand, and poured wine into his glass with the other. "Let's drink to our hearts' content first, and then we can talk about today's events."

Tamamo-no-Mae picked up her wine glass and drank it as quickly as possible.

He drank a little too quickly, and a few drops of the glistening liquor spilled from the corner of his lips.

"Hmm, ha~" She wiped her mouth with her sleeve, somewhat disregarding her image. "Good wine."

Fujiwara Izaya took a sip.

The taste was so-so.

“Hey, Fujiwara…” Mrs. Kasahara whispered in his ear with a soft laugh, “After being locked up for over a thousand years, even if you gave her rubbing alcohol, she would still say it’s good wine…”

Tamamo-no-Mae glared at her: "Say that again?"

Mrs. Kasahara raised an eyebrow: "Want to fight? Don't blame me for reminding you, with your current strength, I could crush you with one hand!"

The Queen has never suffered such injustice.

She smashed her wine glass on the spot, ready to tear off all pretenses and cause a scene in Tokyo.

“Never mind, never mind the female lead…” Fujiwara Izaya quickly hugged her. “She may be a bit sharp-tongued, but she’s not a bad person at heart… As long as you behave yourself, she’ll treat you well…”

Tamamo-no-Mae glared at him with her pupils wide: "What do you mean?"

That's what I meant...

"She is human!"

"Uh, yeah..."

"You're a demon, you have to stand on my side!" Tamamo-no-Mae said angrily. "Besides, you just made that promise to my royal family, have you forgotten it so quickly?"

Holding her sake cup, Shuten said with a smile, "Oh, is she going to ask her husband's family to help her get revenge?"

Tamamo-no-Mae's eye twitched slightly.

What I just said was said in a moment of impulse, and it just slipped out unconsciously.

Looking back now... it seems, it seems like there was some truth to that.

The Queen's aloof face flushed red again, not from embarrassment, but from feeling utterly ashamed and unworthy of being Queen...

“I haven’t forgotten…” Fujiwara Izaya suppressed a laugh, casually patted her fluffy fox ears, then grasped Kasahara Himeko’s hand and said helplessly, “You too, try to tone it down.”

"For your sake," Himeko Kasahara said with a cute shrug.

The three demons and one man continued drinking until they slowly began to yawn.

Before long, dusk had fallen, and the fog was thick, enveloping the entire city of Tokyo in a pale halo—the light of the setting sun filtering through the clouds and changing colors.

"What are your thoughts?" Fujiwara Izaya asked Shuten.

"As long as I have wine to drink and women to keep me company, that's enough for me..." Shuten said, resting his cheek on his hand, and smiled.

Fujiwara Izaya patiently waited for him to continue.

This little monk had delicate skin and spoke like a girl, always slowly and softly, carefully choosing his words. It was hard to imagine that he was a ruthless demon king who ate people without blinking an eye.

Mrs. Kasahara was also looking at him.

Tamamo-no-Mae was quite drunk, her gaze following a few dragonflies.

A gentle autumn breeze swayed the sunset, and flocks of birds slowly returned to their nests under the setting sun, disappearing into the silhouettes of distant buildings.

Time passed slowly, and the huge skyscrapers lined up like a sleeping giant cat lying motionless, which made her feel even more lonely.

Fujiwara Izaya reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Tamamo-no-Mae rolled her eyes at him, her aloof face and drunken eyes saying, "This king has nothing to do with you... hiccup~"

Fujiwara Izaya simply hugged her.

"For over a thousand years as the Oni King of Mount Oe, all I've done is drink, women, and battles..." Shuten-dōji continued speaking slowly and deliberately, his gentle voice and handsome face quite alluring to middle-aged women. "I don't know what the meaning of my life is all these years. I haven't accomplished many things, and I don't have many friends... Oh, Ibaraki-dōji is one."

Mrs. Kasahara suddenly asked, "You haven't been born in the forty years since Ibaraki died. There are rumors that you went to seek revenge on your enemies?"

“Yes.” Shuten looked at Fujiwara Izaya.

Fujiwara Izaya was taken aback.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked innocently. "I wasn't even born forty years ago, there's absolutely no way I could have done it."

Shuten-dōji smiled and said, "It's your dad."

"?"

Fujiwara Izaya was dumbfounded.

Father, how could you betray your son like this... First you sold him to the Great God, then you found him the strongest enemy in the world. Aren't you afraid he'll be betrayed and killed?

Mrs. Kasahara clenched her fists: "You're here for revenge?"

Tamamo-no-Mae, drunk, straightened up and looked towards Shuten-dōji, muttering, "Beat him, beat him to death..."

"Take a nap, I'll take care of things here." Fujiwara Izaya pulled her back into his arms.

"I'll... I'll beat you to death..." Tamamo-no-Mae mumbled incoherently, her eyes narrowing as she transformed into another pure white fox, snoring loudly in his arms.

Today's series of events had utterly exhausted her, both physically and mentally. Completely worn out, she fell asleep and, instead of maintaining her human form, transformed directly into a fox.

Shuten-dōji took a sip of his drink and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, if I'm going to take revenge, I'll only come after my father. I wouldn't do something like bullying someone who can't beat me."

"Have you seen my father in the last ten years or so?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.

Shuten-dōji nodded slowly: "He beat me up several times."

"Where is he?"

"Another world."

Fujiwara Izaya pondered the meaning of those words.

The other world refers to a parallel world, right? No wonder even someone as powerful as Amaterasu said she couldn't find him; it turns out she took her whole family and hid in another dimension.

Mrs. Kasahara pondered for a moment, then asked, "What is the purpose of your visit today?"

"Ah, no particular purpose..." Shuten yawned, somewhat bored. "The fox clan found me, saying they wanted to rescue their queen. I'm somewhat acquainted with this fox, and since she's beautiful, I thought I'd lend a hand. If I could also manage to seduce her while I'm at it..."

Mrs. Kasahara felt a little absurd for a moment.

"Alright, she's mine now." Fujiwara Izaya hugged the fox in his arms a little tighter.

This fox now shares a body and memories with Chestnut... If he wants to keep Chestnut by his side, the Queen will have to suffer a bit.

Shuten-dōji sighed regretfully.

However, his regret vanished in an instant, and he smiled gently again.

The handsome young monk was so deceptive that Fujiwara Izaya was certain he was being kept by several wealthy women who mistook him for an ordinary person.

"How do you plan to end this situation today?" Mrs. Kasahara asked.

"You can discuss it yourselves. I only have one request: the treatment that the Tengu and the fox receive must be the same for my Oni clan. Otherwise, I'll come back and cause another ruckus." Shuten-dōji yawned as if he was sleepy, stood up and stretched. "Let's go, let's go find some new women in other worlds."

“Wait a minute,” Fujiwara Izaya called out to him, “Could you take me to see my father?”

Shuten shook his head: "The way I travel through the world was taught to me by your father. He doesn't want to see me, so how can I find him? Every time he comes to see me, it's because he's been bullied by his wife and wants to beat me up to vent his anger..."