I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

"'Number One Man in Japan'? You're not 'Number One Man in Japan' at all."

She paused deliberately at this point, then flashed a big smile:

"In my eyes, you have been the number one man in the world for a long time!"

The next moment, she tilted her head back, searching for Qing Deng's lips—

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A long night...

A night too difficult to describe...

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Chapter 1002 The Ferocious Tenshōin! The Mito Campaign Begins! [4500]

tired……

Sleepy……

Exhausted...

sleepy……

Qingdeng slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches their eye is the ceiling, which they are not yet used to.

—Am I asleep...?

He had no memory of when he fell asleep or how long he slept.

Influenced by the boiling emotions, a large part of my memory before going to sleep became particularly blurry.

The only thing he remembered was that he "fell asleep from exhaustion"—he fell asleep because he was so tired.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep.

He hadn't experienced such a deep and fragrant sleep in a long time.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he felt his fatigue suddenly intensify, and his weight seemed to have increased by dozens of kilograms.

My limbs ached, my head was throbbing... especially my lower back, which was experiencing waves of strange numbness.

Despite having the "Iron Waist +6" talent, he was still exhausted to this extent... It's easy to imagine how crazy his conflict with Tenshōin must have been.

—What about Yu Yi...?

Qing Deng vaguely remembered that he and Tian Zhangyuan fell asleep at the same time.

Tenshōin, who was also exhausted and fell asleep, should have been lying next to him.

However, at this moment, there was nothing beside him.

He turned his gaze blankly, searching for the beautiful woman's figure.

The room, neither too big nor too small, had absolutely no space to hide anyone, and there wasn't even any furniture.

The only thing worth noting was a set of soaking wet bedding in the corner.

This bedding set is unusually wet.

Upon closer inspection, a small puddle of water could be vaguely seen below, wetting the tatami mat.

Qingdeng suddenly remembered—before falling asleep, he mustered his last bit of strength to change into a dry set of bedding, which was the very set he was sleeping on now.

Tenshōin had anticipated this situation, so he specially prepared two sets of bedding.

My gaze swept across every corner of the room, but I couldn't see Tenshōin anywhere... She must have gone out.

Qingdeng touched her blanket; it was still warm.

This means she had only been gone a short time.

—What time is it now?

Qingdeng picked up the pocket watch next to the bedside and opened the cover—it was just past 4 a.m.

When he embraced Yongtianzhangyuan, he paid special attention to the time, which was around 8 p.m.

That is to say, 8 hours have passed.

As soon as night fell, he and Tianzhangyuan hurriedly completed their simple wedding ceremony, and then rushed straight to bed.

Because there wasn't even time to eat dinner, there was plenty of time.

Although it's supposed to be 8 hours, the actual sleep time is only a little over 3 hours.

The other 5 hours... how should I put it... indescribable 5 hours.

Tenshōin single-handedly dragged Aoto along for 5 hours, achieving a "number" that Sanako, Kinoshita Mai, and Souji had never accomplished.

Qingdeng has come to understand the deeper meaning of the proverb "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger".

What's more, this "wolf" is a "fierce wolf" with desires that have been suppressed for 29 years.

While those scenes from before bedtime are certainly worth reminiscing about, now is not the time to do that.

His most pressing concern right now is naturally the whereabouts of the Tensho Institute.

He climbed out of bed, got dressed, grabbed his ever-present sword, and went straight out of the room.

Because it was "cleared out" by Tenshōin, there were no lights inside the shrine.

He didn't know the shrine's internal layout, so he could only walk out the way he came.

The deep corridor stretched forward, seemingly without end.

No matter where you go or how long you walk, all that awaits you is profound darkness.

Unbeknownst to him, he arrived at the place where he and Tenshōin held their wedding, the Shinto.

At that moment, finally, colors other than "darkness" appeared in his field of vision—

A touch of white.

A touch of pure white.

Tianzhangyuan stood in the center of the shrine, dressed neatly, his hands clasped in front of him, gazing at the shrine.

The dress she was wearing was that pure white Shiromuku.

However, she wasn't wearing a white cotton hat or socks.

Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her back, revealing a pair of bare, delicate white feet.

She truly cherished this dress, regarding it as a treasure.

Before meeting Qingdeng, she solemnly took off her clothes, folded them neatly, and did not allow even the slightest stain to stick to them.

—What is Yu Yi doing?

Instead of sleeping in bed in the middle of the night, he came to a secluded shrine... This strange behavior puzzled and intrigued Qing Deng.

Driven by curiosity, he did not immediately step forward, but quietly hid behind a pillar, cleverly concealing his figure and secretly observing the other party's every move.

Suddenly, there was movement in Tianzhang Courtyard—

She moved with faltering, seemingly injured steps, stumbling and shuffling to the front of the shrine.

Snapped!

Snapped!

With two crisp claps, she closed her eyes, bowed her head, and clasped her hands together—the standard posture for making a wish to the gods.

"The Tenshōin-dono, respectfully and respectfully worships the Inari Daimyojin of the Inari Shrine, from the third rank of the Respectful and Chaste Elder Sister."

She gave her full name and respectfully introduced herself to the deity.

Then, she stated her wish directly:

"Please protect the source, the apricot tree, the green tangerine, and the bright sunshine."

The sudden roll call... and the fact that it was a full name, which is only used in very formal occasions, startled Qing Deng.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that Tenshōin had told him right after the wedding that this shrine was very efficacious.

In addition, he also remembered the "little trick"—that when making a wish at this shrine, simply speaking out your wish would greatly increase the success rate.

The continuous stream of Tenshōin's voice pulled his consciousness back to reality.

He held his breath and listened intently—

"Inari Daimyojin, I am very sorry."

"As you have seen tonight, I... have done something very immoral."

“As the chief minister of the shogunate, I have violated the established norms.”

“As a nun, I broke the precepts.”

"It's all because I... fell in love with someone I shouldn't have."

"My actions were really selfish."

"Such outrageous behavior will greatly damage the prestige of the shogunate."

"Moreover, it will also cause him great harm."

"Now he has reached the pinnacle of his career and has a bright future ahead of him."

"However, no matter how high his position or how strong his power, it cannot absolve him of the crime of 'having an affair with the Ōmikami'."

"If the outside world finds out what happened tonight, he will bear an indelible stain on his reputation for eternity."