Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heianjing

I especially like the romance of the Heian era.

But in this very tense period, it is too ignorant to talk about romance, elegance and pomp.

At this time, it is better to encourage your husband to digest and absorb the military books that he saw in the past.

"If you read a story and know the content in advance, the excitement will be reduced by half." Er Nai said.

She has no interest in history.

The problem is that there is no entertainment in this ancient world without reading.

Therefore, she slowly read historical novels like "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" with gusto.

"Knowing in advance, it will be quite bad."

"It's not good."

Sanjiu and Kirisu Mafuyu spoke one after another.

Kosaka Kyosuke, who was "attacked by a group", smiled helplessly, he didn't say anything.

Sishi, used the morning food.

Kyosuke Takasaka led Chitanda Eru and Shizuko to the location of Shichijo Avenue, Yoshihime quietly followed at the end.

The destination is a manor that he owns.

On the way, Kosaka Kyosuke, who saw that Shizuko was in a bad mood, took the initiative to speak.

"Concerned about your brother?"

"...Yes, Kyosuke-sama."

Seeing Kosaka Kyosuke looking over, Shizuko didn't hide her thoughts.

The main reason is that Kyosuke Kosaka is an onmyoji, which gives her a powerful and mysterious feeling, and her personality is also gentle and gentle.

It's too contemptuous to open your eyes and tell lies that you don't even believe.

Kyosuke Takasaka smiled and said:

"Since your brother made this decision, he must have his own considerations. Besides, the people around me don't die so easily."

"...Thank you, Kyosuke-sama."

Jingzi quickly thanked.

The so-called consolation cannot solve the problem, it depends on who said it!

His master Kyosuke Kosaka actually gave himself a guarantee by saying this.

In this regard, she has no other emotions except gratitude and touch.

Even devotion is no problem!

But even though he looks good, he has the lowest appearance in the mansion, and his figure is average.

"Oh?"

There was a sound that sounded like a gasp and a deliberate exhalation.

Kyosuke Kosaka, who was talking to Shizuko, looked forward.

A tall and strong middle-aged man with beard came walking in a hurry.

"It's easy for you."

"Why, Master Baochang, what is your business?"

"Give this woman to me, how about canceling our affairs?"

Yasumasa Fujiwara, the man, holds a gorgeous folding fan and points it at Eru Chitanda.

Chitanda Eru immediately looked bewildered, as if she still didn't understand the situation.

Shizuko's eyes widened!

Kyosuke Kosaka still smiled, but admired the folding fan stretched out in front of him with great interest.

The folding fan is hollowed out all over the body, and the incense is curling up.

There is a fan pendant under the tail of the fan, which is composed of a green transparent eagle head made of a piece of beautiful jade and a bunch of black silk threads.

"The fan is very beautiful." Kyosuke Kosaka answered irrelevantly.

Fujiwara Yasumasa frowned: "You don't want to?"

He is not only the Tango Mamoru of the fifth official rank, but also the person who inherits most of the resources of the Nan family.

Now I take the initiative to ask for a peasant girl general to repair the previous conflicts for the sake of the general trend!

Afterwards, we can also work together to eradicate all the monsters and evil spirits around Kyoto!

Is this person so ignorant?

"The maid has been with me for a long time, and it's really hard to give up. Why don't I invite Mr. Baochang to drink and enjoy the flowers together as an apology."

Kyosuke Kosaka declined politely.

It is unwise to anger officials of the same class because of a peasant girl.

Just refuse to provoke people politely.

After all, he never thought about reconciliation.

As Kosaka Kyousuke expected, Fujiwara Yasumasa, who did not expect to be rejected for asking for a maid, finally became angry.

"Kyosuke—don't look down on people!"

Anger was churning in his chest, Fujiwara Yasumasa pointed his fan at Kosaka Kyosuke.

The originally rough and wild face is like a raging lion when it is twisted in anger!

The surrounding air also seemed to flow rapidly under a roar, as if boiling!

Kyosuke Takasaka took out a simple and delicate fan from his sleeve with a chuckle, and unfolded it gently.

on the fan.The faint light ink halos out a dark cloud, and there is a round that is about to come out, and the seemingly invisible moon hides in the dark cloud, as if trying to break free but can't break free.

"If you are proud of someone and live together day and night, how can you find a city like a wall in the sea."

There was a sudden breeze blowing.

The cool breeze dissipated the heat that was approaching noon, and the whispering sighs that seemed to be talking to themselves seemed to blow with the breeze~

"……what are you doing?"

Yasumasa Fujiwara, who was furious, kept staring at Kyosuke Kosaka with his eyes wide open.

Holding a folding fan in one hand, his other hand has already touched the sharp blade at his waist, as if he could swing a blow that would kill a life immediately at any time.

"It turns out that I didn't convey it."

Kyosuke Takasaka smiled embarrassedly at Yasomasa Fujiwara.

Before Fujiwara Yasuchang could reply, a voice came from behind him.

"He doesn't understand—what a touching and sincere love story it is."

The romantic young man in a soft white shirt walked forward with a look of wonder and surprise.

He casually put on a regular dress outside, and the unruly attire with no belts looked like he had just left home.

In fact it is.

Behind the young man were followed by elegant-looking young masters dressed as aristocrats.

At this moment, they all fell into a delicate state.

Or meditate, or whisper, or close your eyes and ponder something——

"Concise but so sincere, what admirable affection."

"Finding someone you like and spending time with her is tantamount to snatching priceless treasures from the sea."

"Maybe I should go find..."

Some people seem to have lowered their heads and gently wiped their tears with their sleeves because they recalled something.

Kosaka Kyosuke silently nodded to Fujiwara Yukinari who was coming.

The simple and elegant folding fan that was about to be unfolded lightly touched a tightly closed bunch of gorgeous folding fans, and the lightly raised eyes slowly focused on the tall and strong bearded man in front of him.

He smiled, and spoke in a leisurely voice.

"Lord Baochang, would you like to compete with me for a tune without tune?"

35. Overpowering others/hypocrisy? / possessive

35. Overpowering others/hypocrisy? / possessive

...willing to compete with me for a boring tune?

Yasumasa Fujiwara widened his eyes angrily.

The magnetic voice kept echoing in my ears, getting louder and louder, as if it had reached the depths of my mind.

It was as if the words that were forcibly pinching his ears to make him listen did not arouse the slightest fear in him, but instead had an uncontrollable anger churning wildly in his chest!

The backlog of anger is like a volcano about to erupt!

"Well..."

There is a faint voice like Shen Lei resounding in the thick throat.

There was a strong wind howling suddenly!

"Baochang!"

Fujiwara Xingcheng held the clothes that were about to be blown off, and suddenly gave a cold drink with a serious expression.

There was a rare cold look on the handsome and suave face.

The other young masters who slowly regained their senses due to the sudden change in the environment and the sound of cold drinking turned to look at the source of the sound.