Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

I returned from the Imperial Palace safely last night. Although Hikigaya was disrespectful to the Crown Princess, fortunately, Her Highness was magnanimous and did not hold it against him.

Your Highness's heart is as clear and broad as the sky, but the more so, the more I feel sorry for your unfortunate experience.

In fact, although my debut work has been completed, my ambition is to write a modern "The Tale of Genji" that is no less than the ancient Murasaki Shikibu's, and live up to the name of Murasaki Shikibu.

Although a person who is just like a light source has been sought for a long time, there are so many stupid men in the world, how can they be worthy of the word "glory".

Especially that guy Hikigaya, who is obviously the niece's fiancé, and is entangled with his sister. He almost offended His Highness yesterday. He is really a termite.

But, this kind of romantic nature is really, really... I was really worrying too much. How could his appearance compare with that of Young Master Guanghua?

However, the way he dressed up as a virgin today really made me feel amazing.

But if we compare him to Genji, then my niece is Murasaki no Kamiya. However, Genji's favorite is Murasaki no Kamiya's mother's sister, Fujitsubo-no-Miya.

Isn't that right?

No, I was overthinking it, absolutely!

Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, today’s diary must not be seen by anyone else.

Chapter 12: Mother Recognition Meeting

In front of the spacious courtyard of Murasaki Shikibu's residence, the sun was rising, bringing vitality to all things. There was still a little dew on the wooden corridor in the early morning, but it was only illuminated by the bright sunshine for a moment before disappearing without a trace.

The mistress of the mansion, Fujiwara Kaori, was sitting in the corridor at some point, watching the young people doing morning exercises in the courtyard. They had just returned from school last night, and because of the arson investigation, Hachiman and Kiyoyuki were still staying here.

Murasaki Shikibu suddenly realized that now that her daughter was studying abroad, this lonely house had become more full of life.

For example, every morning, you can see Hachiman doing morning exercises for two hours without fail, and his morning exercises are not running or something, but practicing swordsmanship and double swords.

Murasaki Shikibu was knowledgeable and talented, especially fond of miscellaneous studies. She also had some knowledge of cold weapons and recognized that this was a short weapon called butterfly double swords.

The sword is 33 cm long, with a short and thick blade and a swastika-shaped guard. The two swords form a pair, also known as the Gasshou sword.

The young man in thin sportswear was seen mechanically repeating the knife-wielding action with his hands, just as he had done half an hour ago and an hour ago.

In this boring movement, Murasaki Shikibu actually felt a kind of precise and smooth beauty.

At this moment, she was holding a sketchbook and a pencil in her hands, sketching the dynamic back of the young man between movement and stillness. Gradually, she became fascinated by looking at him.

She was so absorbed in her concentration that she didn't notice how much time had passed. Suddenly, someone blew gently into her ear. Her reflexes, which had been slow for half a world, finally took effect. She couldn't help but stand up and screamed in her lovely voice.

The young man heard Murasaki Shikibu's screams and thought that it was the people from the Sonsei sect who found his location and came to attack him. Subconsciously, he ran over like a cheetah with two short swords held in reverse. The gassho-shaped swords forged with fine steel emitted a cold light in the sunlight, and he covered the distance of more than ten meters in an instant.

The knife falls, the eyes are fixed, the hands stop, and the wind stops.

It's like pressing the pause button suddenly after fast-forwarding.

The unsharpened blade split the air, and the aftermath caused the woman's hair to flutter slowly.

"If you have the guts, just chop it off." Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki stood beside Murasaki Shikibu and glared at Hachiman in a spoiled manner.

Hachiman smiled and said, "I don't have the guts. I don't have the guts."

Then he ran back timidly and continued swinging the knife.

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki, who had changed into a shirt, jeans, and then into a JK outfit, finally changed into her usual tomesode kimono, which formed a sharp contrast with her sister who was wearing a purple and black OL suit.

First she was frightened by her sister's blow, and then she was shocked by the young man's thunderous momentum. Murasaki Shikibu, who was still in a daze, finally recovered her breath and saw her sister looking at the picture book in her hand with a smile on her face.

"How can this pursuit of artistic beauty be considered voyeurism?" Murasaki Shikibu explained with some stammering.

"I haven't said anything yet." Qingxue said with a smile.

You didn't say anything, but that look was very embarrassing. Murasaki Shikibu was sulking in her heart, but when she saw her sister looking at the young man's back with a look full of interest, she suddenly felt a little envious.

"Is he great?"

When Murasaki Shikibu was a court lady in the palace, she also saw the palace police practicing with the cross stick, but her practice was nothing like the sharpness that Hachiman just showed.

"I don't know." Qingxue said lightly.

"You don't know? Don't you live together?" Murasaki Shikibu was a little surprised.

Qingxue smiled and said, "I really don't know if he is very powerful or not. I just bandaged his wounds without telling Xueno when he came back at night. He never told me anything else, so how would I know."

However, every time he came back with his two swords at night, there would be new wounds on his body and blood on the swords.

"Do you still remember the silent man named Takai Takeya in the Fujiwara family? Hachiman-kun was trained by him personally."

Qingxue once curiously asked Uncle Wu about Hachiman's aptitude. The silent man said that no matter how good his aptitude was, it was useless because his bones had already been shaped.

Just when Qingxue was feeling a little disappointed, Uncle Wu added, but as long as he was cruel enough to himself, that was enough.

And the fact is, Qingxue saw with her own eyes the young man practicing martial arts non-stop even in the heavy snow during the dog days of summer. He did so almost every day for the past five years as long as he lived in Yukishita's house.

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After finishing his morning exercise, Hachiman came out of the shower. He was too busy running for councillor. He clearly felt that his skills had declined during the last rainy night raid. He remembered Uncle Wu's words "If you don't practice for one day, you will be slow, and if you don't practice for two days, you will lose half of your skills" and couldn't help but be alert.

Thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities to fight with the Zunxing Sect during his time in Tokyo, he quickly packed up his kung fu.

Even though the Zunxing cultists casually used firearms when they raided the school and kidnapped Yukino five years ago, they were the most extreme among the cultists and they were not fools. Using too many firearms would eventually attract police crackdown. Of course, the same was true for Hachiman, as using firearms would make it easy for others to catch them.

Therefore, five years ago, when Uncle Wu asked him, in addition to firearms, he also practiced a cold weapon that he could carry with him. Compared with pistols that are difficult to pass security checks, this is also an advantage of practicing with a sword.

But when they arrived at the dining table, Qingxue brought out breakfast. Hachiman felt a little angry when he saw Murasaki Shikibu eating breakfast peacefully.

Murasaki Shikibu raised her head and saw Hachiman's unfriendly gaze. She looked a little apologetic and then tried to argue.

"I never said that I am proficient in Buddhism. I am good at Yin Yang Taoism and Shintoism. I have not studied Buddhism. However, the image of the Bodhisattva of the North Star Myoken, in addition to its relationship with the main god of Ame-no-Mikado in Shintoism, also requires the study of the evolution of the images of the heavenly gods in Buddhism and the image of the Zhenwu Emperor in Taoism. I can do the former, but I need help with the latter. I am not lying to you."

"But it's too much for you to ask someone for help to find the Imperial Palace." Hachiman said unhappily.

“What can I do? The only person I know who is well versed in Buddhism is Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess.” The otaku girl didn’t feel ashamed at all.

This is where Murasaki Shikibu let her father down. It's not that she didn't want to help, but she had to go to the Imperial Palace to ask for advice from the current Crown Princess, the future Empress, which was outrageous.

"Weren't you kicked out of the palace by the Crown Princess because you had a conflict with Sei Shonagon?" Qingxue sat down and asked deliberately.

Murasaki Shikibu said with disdain, "You know what? Your Highness did this to protect me and to show others. Those people are now trying to get Prince Akimi's son to be adopted by the Oejong. Naturally, they don't like Your Highness the Crown Princess. Because I am close to Your Highness, they immediately pushed Sei Shonagon out to compete with me. Your Highness didn't want me to be in danger, so he asked me to resign and go home."

As we all know, due to an accident that happened fifteen years ago, the current crown prince is lying in bed like a vegetable. However, as the current emperor is getting older, the calls to adopt the second prince's son as the eldest son in order to continue the royal bloodline are becoming increasingly louder.

Well, why say again?

"I just resigned and went home. I was not banned from entering and leaving the Imperial Palace. Moreover, I have a inherited title and can visit Your Highness in the palace at any time." Murasaki Shikibu explained proudly.

"Why don't you just go?" Hachiman said.

"No, after I came back last night, I also checked some ancient books and found that this matter is not simple and may even endanger the safety of the Imperial Palace. So I want you to go with me to meet the Crown Princess to explain the whole story." Murasaki Shikibu gently pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said seriously.

"Wait, you must know that men cannot enter the Imperial Palace at will. I say, you don't want to..."

Suddenly, Hachiman had a bad feeling in his heart.

Murasaki Shikibu's eyes curved up, and those little fox-like eyes were so similar. She reached out and touched Hachiman's head: "You have to call me mother today."

Chapter 13: Filial piety deteriorates

Inside Murasaki Shikibu's daughter's bedroom, Hachiman couldn't help but twitch his mouth in front of the dressing mirror.

"Hey, don't move your mouth. I won't be responsible if you scratch your eyebrows and bleed when you trim them later."

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki couldn't help but complain. Just now in the corridor, Murasaki Shikibu suggested that Hachiman pretend to be her daughter to enter the palace. Immediately, Kiyoyuki's eyes lit up. The sisters who were originally at odds with each other worked together and vowed to dress the young man up as a stunning beauty.

MMP.........

Qingxue had just cleaned his face with a wet tissue and picked up the liquid foundation. She couldn't help but complain, "In fact, I've noticed that you have a good foundation. If you didn't torture yourself all day, you would look very good when you dress up."

Hachiman really wanted to pull her cheek: "You are talking like a human being. If this matter is exposed in the media tomorrow, I will take you and jump off the Tokyo Tower."

[Exciting news! New generation hopeful councillor Hikigaya Hachiman actually has a hobby of cross-dressing, the inside story is actually......]

[Is it the degeneration of human nature or the distortion of morality? Behind the congressman's love of women's clothing lies the uneasy reality of Japan's declining birthrate! ]

"Hehe, don't worry, I will dress you up to the point that Yukino won't be able to recognize you even if she stands in front of me." Qingxue said with pride in her skills.

Ning is the master of photoshop who is the leader of the four great kings of evil magic in Asia?

"Hey, sister, do you think this green dress looks better, or this red brocade Tang dress is more dignified?"

"The cyan one is more elegant. Are you planning to make him wear five layers of coats? Isn't that too exaggerated?"

"It's not a big deal to dress up properly, and you can hide it by having a flat chest. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll burst out laughing if I walk with two cantaloupes on my head."

You're laughing so happily now, okay? Hachiman seriously suspected that this damn woman deliberately made up an excuse to let him enter the palace with her, just to see him make a fool of himself.

However, he was indeed worried about letting Murasaki Shikibu convey the information of the Sonsei Sect, fearing that something might be missed.

The two of them were discussing how to deal with the young man. Hachiman sat in front of the dressing table, looking at this plain and elegant but lacking life in the room, and in front of the dressing table, there was a solo photo of a girl living abroad.

"It's decided. You'll wear this Tang robe with pine hat pattern embroidered with silver thread on the outside, and this skirt with wave pattern on the bottom."

After a long discussion, the two sisters finally issued a death sentence to the young man.

Hachiman looked at himself in the mirror, who was getting fairer and fairer. After looking at himself for a long time, the man in the mirror seemed to say, "You can't beat me in terms of beauty."

The young man's face turned black instantly, and he was so embarrassed.

He resisted the urge to tie up and beat the two women, and complained, "I don't care what you decide, but I at least want to know your daughter's name. Otherwise, if someone really asks, I'll be dumbfounded if I say it's Hikigaya Hachiko."

Murasaki Shikibu patted her head lightly. She was so engrossed in the discussion that she forgot about this question for a moment.

"My husband's family is from the Kanto Kasumigaoka family. My daughter is called Kasumigaoka Utaha. Well, she wasn't very filial since she was a child, so I sent her abroad to be disciplined by her grandparents."

How could I tolerate that the novels my daughter wrote when she was a child were even more popular than mine?

Physical blockade!

A mother who is a novelist and abandons her daughter to a foreign country just because she is not as popular as she used to be is a scumbag.

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The Neon Imperial Palace is located in Chiyoda Ward, which can basically be said to be the gathering place of the country's powerful and wealthy. The Imperial Palace, covering an area of ​​112 million square meters, occupies 12% of the area of ​​Chiyoda Ward. Next to the Imperial Palace is the famous cherry blossom viewing spot Chidorigafuchi.

Although Murasaki Shikibu's mansion looks lonely and old, it is located in Chiyoda Ward, where every inch of land is valuable and it has a courtyard. These damn feudal aristocrats.

After driving for about twenty minutes, Murasaki Shikibu and Hachiman got off near Hibiya Station and walked across Kitanomaru Park to the Imperial Palace Outer Gardens. Since this matter could not be made public, Murasaki Shikibu came with her "daughter" on the eve of nightfall, hoping that the dim view could cover up Hachiman's flaws.

It was really thoughtful, and Hachiman was so angry that his teeth were itching.

However, if we put this trivial matter aside, the scenery near the Imperial Palace is indeed nice. The bluestone palace with a gray and white base tone has a simple and solemn feel. The flowers, plants, fish, birds and lush pines and cypresses on both sides of the river make the city tower seem to be in the forest.

The Outer Gardens, East Gardens and Kitanomaru Park of the Imperial Palace are open to the public, so they welcome many tourists every day. However, the further you go, the fewer people there are on the Nijubashi Bridge before crossing the moat. The long-standing moss makes the Nijubashi Bridge look like a green coat, and there are imperial police standing guard on the bridge. Tourists cannot pass through the bridge.

Murasaki Shikibu saw Hachiman looking at the nearby scenery with great interest, so she asked, "You are from Chiba, have you never been to the Imperial Palace?"

Hachiman thought for a moment and said, "When I was a child, my parents brought me and my sister Komachi here once. But my parents were so busy taking pictures of Komachi that they almost lost me."

Murasaki Shikibu was a little "angry": "What irresponsible parents, if they don't like you, they should just not give birth to you."

It also saves people from suffering.

Damn, you still take the opportunity to talk bad now.

If it weren't for her current attire, Hachiman couldn't help but want to give her the middle finger.

After thinking about it, even though his parents were unreliable, he still had to explain: "Actually, it's not their fault. After all, at that time..."

Before he could finish his words, a haughty male voice was heard in front of the Double Bridge.

"Isn't this Mrs. Murasaki Shikibu? She unexpectedly came to the palace at this time. She has a really good relationship with the Crown Princess."

"Good evening, Prince Akimi." Murasaki Shikibu said with a slightly disdainful tone.

Hachiman raised his head slightly, and in the dim sunset, he saw a middle-aged man with a black and white beard. His elegant appearance could not hide his arrogance.

Murasaki Shikibu had already given him a quick refresher on the names and appearances of the main royal family members before coming. The man in front of him was most likely Prince Akimi Nibun, the father of the next emperor and the younger brother of the current prince.

Naturally, she was not on the same page as Murasaki Shikibu, who belonged to the "Crown Princess Party".

Prince Akimi turned away from Murasaki Shikibu's mature and seductive figure and looked at the "young beauty" next to him.

Prince Qiu Jian's eyes gradually became sharp: "This is......"

Hachiman couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Due to the previous arrest of the arsonist, his social media exposure should be quite high. It would not be surprising if the royal family members who paid attention to politics recognized him.

"What a beauty this is." Then Hachiman realized that he had overthought.

The moment he opened his mouth he started talking like a pervert.

There was a strange light of fish flashing in Prince Akimi's eyes. The shy beauty in front of him was wearing a three-layer coat that was a little too dignified, but it could not hide her unique tall figure. Her long black hair seemed to be falling to the ground, her delicate cheeks were a little nervous, and her quiet and gloomy eyes (dead fish eyes) revealed an unreasonable timidity.

"This is my daughter, Kasumigaoka Utaha. I just came back from abroad, so I brought her here to meet the Crown Princess."

"Oh, I remember that the late Vice Minister of Kasumigaoka had a daughter who lived abroad for a long time, but I didn't expect her to be such a unique beauty."