Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

She just walked away for a while (big boo)!

When I came back, I actually saw this guy holding two swords and pointing them at Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. That would have been fine, but this shameless villain even wanted to offend Her Royal Highness Raikou. For a moment, I actually thought that he was someone who could rival Master Guanghua (Light Source Style). How blind I was.

After kicking him down, she still wasn't satisfied and kept ravaging him with her beautiful legs in stockings.

"You bastard, didn't I tell you that even if you were discovered, as long as you explained it clearly, Raikou-dono would understand? Why did you fight?"

When she saw the mess in the Buddhist temple, it was not difficult for her to imagine how fierce the fight that had just taken place here was.

What if the honorable Lord Raikou gets his skin scratched?

Ah, this guy has thick skin and tough flesh, so it’s okay for him to be stabbed twice, as long as he doesn’t die.

Hachiman was originally quite happy being stepped on, but when he heard Murasaki Shikibu's question, he took the opportunity to grab her raised foot and gently raised his head. Under the purple-black lolita skirt, a deep darkness extended through the black stockings. The young man poked hard at the Yongquan point on the sole of her foot.

Murasaki Shikibu's feet were hit hard, as if she had eaten a mouthful of mustard. A tingling sensation on her scalp rushed straight to her head. She clamped her legs together and fell to the ground, glaring at the young man hatefully with eyes that seemed to be filled with tears.

"Calm down. I am just showing my learned skills to Mother."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Murasaki Shikibu propped herself up and stood up, took off the coat from Hachiman and put it on the Crown Princess.

"Your Highness, I'm really sorry about what happened tonight. I didn't expect him to be so offensive..." Murasaki Shikibu explained while gently supporting Harimitsu.

"Sister Xiangzi, you are really confused. How could you hide it from me and do such a despicable thing? Who do you think I am?" Minamoto no Raikou just stood up. He was not angry with the young man. Instead, he blamed Murasaki Shikibu with some disappointment.

"??? Your Highness, what are you talking about?" Murasaki Shikibu suddenly felt confused.

It was as if the violent cow demon had never existed, and Minamoto no Raikou slowly turned back into the gentle and noble woman.

"Even if I really wanted to have a child, how could I do such a shady thing with a man I didn't know in such a covert way? Sister Xiangzi, I am so disappointed in you."

Minamoto no Raikou's eyes turned red with sadness.

Ah... Murasaki Shikibu's brain froze for three seconds before she realized that from Minamoto no Raikou's perspective, she was just a "madam" who brought a strange man to her residence in order to fulfill the Crown Princess' wish to have a child.

“Ahhhh, seriously, what the hell is going on here!”

For a moment, Murasaki Shikibu didn't know how to explain it and her head was exploded.

"You're still laughing. It's all your fault."

Seeing Hachiman putting the two swords back into the leggings backpack under his calves and still couldn't stop laughing, she couldn't help but complain, but while complaining, she couldn't help laughing herself.

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While Murasaki Shikibu was bandaging Minamoto no Raikou's wound, she finally explained to her the purpose of bringing Hachiman into the palace. The gentle Crown Princess let out a soft "ah" and felt that her imagination was too big and she had gone astray. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She was too ashamed to look at the young man again.

"Wuwuwu.....Sister Xiangzi, come in with me and look through the ancient books."

As if she couldn't stand the young man's playful gaze, she pretended to be dignified and calm, and pulled Xiangzi into the study room.

Hachiman returned to the stream with great interest, and replayed the fight in coordination with his steps. Such a hearty fight was rare even for Hachiman. Although Minamoto no Raikou's movements became more wild after adding the rage buff, the basic tone still followed the sword principles, which was the muscle memory acquired through years of practice.

When he came to his senses, he was already covered in sweat. He simply took off his dusty women's clothes and, imitating Minamoto no Raikou, used a wooden bucket to collect stream water to wash the sweat and dust off his body. Just when he was feeling refreshed, someone handed him a towel, and Hachiman took it subconsciously.

"Thank you..."

But when he turned around, he found that Minamoto no Raikou was standing behind him, his eyes full of loving thought, "This little thing is quite cute."

"I didn't expect Xiao Ba to be such a righteous person who serves his country and his people. He is very well behaved."

The Crown Princess, who had changed into a lavender dress, gently touched his head.

Hachiman's face was full of black lines. Why don't you call me Lao Ba? Is it your interest to help people change their nicknames casually?

And this sudden intimacy seemed to cover up the series of misunderstandings just now.

It is full of self-deception: "You beat me because I am a child, I won't bother with you."

"Did the investigation reveal anything?"

Seeing the young man asking, Minamoto no Raikou's face gradually became serious and he nodded slightly.

After hearing this, Hachiman hurriedly put on his clothes, but it was really troublesome to put on women's clothes. In the end, the Crown Princess smiled and helped him to pack up.

Well, this personality change is indeed like schizophrenia. Looking at the skilled and gentle Minamoto no Raikou, Hachiman felt a strange feeling in his heart.

After finishing the cleaning, she came to the study and saw a piece of paper that looked like a map spread out on the nanmu desk with a lacquered phoenix pattern. Murasaki Shikibu picked up the brush and looked at the young man.

"Is this... a map of Tokyo?" Hachiman asked.

Murasaki Shikibu nodded: "Just now, the Crown Princess and I confirmed my guess, you see..."

Then, under the glow of the luminous candle, the beauty took up her pen and gently drew three small circles on the map.

"Where were the three animation crew arson incidents?" Hachiman asked in a low voice.

The three arson cases occurred in Nerima Ward, Setagaya Ward and Shinjuku Ward.

Murasaki Shikibu just shook her head and then circled three circles on the map.

"In fact, it's not just these three arson cases. Before I entered the palace, I searched the Internet for information. In the past ten years, there have been three similar arson cases, but the time intervals are different. Moreover, they were all set by publishing houses or bookstores instead of animation production teams. Therefore, the police did not handle the cases together."

Hachiman looked at the six circles on the Tokyo map. The three extra circles, Adachi Ward, Kita Ward, and Itabashi Ward, spanned the entire northwest area of ​​Tokyo.

"But how can you be sure that the three arson cases in the past ten years were committed by the Zunxing Sect?" the young man asked doubtfully.

Murasaki Shikibu did not answer, but connected the locations of the six arson cases with a curved line.

The young man frowned slightly. This spoon-shaped line seemed...somewhere he had seen it before.

In an instant, a star map in the sky appeared in Hachiman's mind.

"Big Dipper?"

He suddenly looked up and looked at Murasaki Shikibu. From Adachi Ward in the north to Shinjuku Ward at the corner, Adachi, Kita Ward, Itabashi, Nerima, Setagaya to Shinjuku, just correspond to the Big Dipper's Yaoguang, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianquan, Tianji and Tianxuan.

"Remember what I told you? The Bodhisattva of the North Star is a combination of the images of the Taoist Emperor Ziwei and Dou Mu Yuanjun. He is in charge of the Big Dipper. The word Beichen refers to the worship of the stars. Then, the last Tianshu (Tanlang Star), according to the Big Dipper map, should be here."

Murasaki Shikibu gently outlined the last constellation, Chiyoda District.

No...Yaman looked carefully and found that the last star of Tianshu was exactly where he was now.

Imperial residence.

Chapter 20: The Identity of the Star King

The Imperial Palace was the site of the arson attack by the Zunxing Cult.

Does this count as eating the melon and then ending up eating it on your own head?

The police are now targeting animation-related studios or companies. Who would have thought that they would target the center of Tokyo?

No, who would have thought they would dare to target the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.

However, Minamoto no Raikou took the brush with some surprise and pointed at the six dots.

"Let's not talk about the Imperial Palace for now. Why are the six locations where the Zunxing Cult set fire exactly the same as publishing houses or animation production teams? And they happen to be connected to the shape of the Big Dipper."

Hachiman shook his head: "The logic is reversed. It's not that these companies happen to be on Beidou, but that someone funded these companies to set up companies on Beidou."

Murasaki Shikibu was stunned: "You are talking about the previous leader of the Sonsei Sect. This has spanned more than ten years. What exactly does he want to do?"

In fact, the young man had no doubt that the man had started planning everything more than ten years ago. It was just that he lacked the relevant religious knowledge and was not like Murasaki Shikibu and the others who were able to outline the relationship between the Big Dipper and the arson site.

Hachiman said calmly, "He wants to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth. The arson of the Big Dipper is a ritual he performed to allow the Bodhisattva Myoken to descend to the human world, so that believers will know that their gods are not illusory things, but real miracles."

"......Is that guy a fanatic?" Murasaki Shikibu was not particularly surprised. In this country where 80% of the population are Christians, coupled with the extreme national character, the relationship between the political circles itself and new religions is inseparable. Even now, many cabinet ministers and members of parliament are supported by new religions.

But Hachiman shook his head: "No, Yukino's father is an ambitious man, an extreme realist. He doesn't even believe in God, but he needs 'God' to fulfill his ambitions. Do you think the people in power within the religion are really happy for their God to return to the world?"

Hachiman's question was very hurtful, but Murasaki Shikibu understood what he meant.

Only dead heroes can be praised.

For an organization that believes in divinity, a god crucified on the cross is the best symbol.

The church leaders absolutely do not want God to snatch the right to interpret miracles from them.

"If that's the case, why did the former leader of the Zunxing Sect implement this 'calling the gods' ritual?" Minamoto no Raikou asked.

Hachiman pursed his lips, a long-lost murderous intent appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he calmed down: "Because the god finally summoned by this ritual is one that he can completely control. He is the one who resides in his ideal 'vessel', and then, he is placed on the altar like a puppet, admired by thousands of people."

A girl of pure and flawless beauty, a character so cold that it inspires awe, and a stern and upright heart.

She is simply a girl who does not seem to belong to this mortal world.

It is the most ideal vessel cultivated by that man.

Then, he can use this unparalleled miracle to fulfill his ambitions. Not only can he become a member of parliament, governor, cabinet minister, and prime minister, but he can also create the third largest party and break the existing political landscape. Yawata doesn't even know where his ambitions will end.

Coming from a local family and restricted by class issues, Yukino's father had the idea of ​​using a new religion to realize his own ambitions. His thoughts were truly terrifying.

However, all of this came to an abrupt end, wiped out by Hachiman himself five years ago.

"If it was Yukino's father who controlled the Zunxing Cult, he would not have gone to the extent of setting fire to the Imperial Palace. But now the Zunxing Cult has lost control. One of the top leaders is Yasui Kotetsu, a complete fundamentalist lunatic. He truly believes that the God Summoning Ceremony can summon gods."

Although Hachiman still doesn't know who the current Zunxingwang is, Yasui Kotetsu, who serves as the deputy leader, has fought him several times in the past five years but has not been able to catch him.

According to Yang No's investigation, that guy was a top student selected from an orphanage by Xue's father when he was young and brainwashed and trained. He firmly believed that Beidou would come to this world to save the world.

It can even be said that because of the existence of this group of people, the Zunxing Sect is more crazy and more dangerous than it was in the hands of Father Xue.

He had no doubt that they would rush in and burn down the Imperial Palace. So what if they were descendants of Amaterasu Omikami? They were nothing more than the descendants of a false god and heretics.

"But..." Minamoto no Raikou interrupted Hachiman's thoughts when he was deep in thought.

"What's wrong?" Hachiman asked

"Just now I checked the records in the Dharani Collection Sutra and the Great Dharani Mantra Sutra of the Seven Buddhas and Eight Bodhisattvas. It seems that the current Zunxing Sect's ritual of breaking the vow to summon the Northern Dipper to appear is not praying to the Wonderful Vision Bodhisattva, but to the main deity of the Wonderful Vision Bodhisattva, the Marichi Goddess."

The young man was puzzled: "What's the difference?"

To him, it didn't matter whether those guys were fantasizing about the Bodhisattva Myōken or the goddess Marichi, it was all the same.

Even Minamoto no Raikou was a little confused: "No, I need to continue looking up ancient books on this. Marichi means "light" or "mirage". If it is Marichi, the summoning ceremony must have two people to deify her, because Marichi is a two-faced being, a guardian bodhisattva with both the auspicious goddess's appearance and the wrathful appearance."

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In a building slightly out of the city in Adachi Ward, a remote area in Tokyo, the exterior of the building has become old due to years of wear and tear. It is a product of mistakes left over from the economic bubble, just like this place.

However, the interior of the building has been renovated and is quite bright and clean. After all, no believer comes here to become a human bomb. Let them know that believing in the Star King can make them happy and eliminate disasters and difficulties is the strategy for developing the church.

A sturdy man in his thirties in a suit was walking in the corridor. When the believers in white robes saw him, they would stop, twist their thumbs and index fingers together, and face their palms outwards in the mudra of Wonderful Vision Bodhisattva.

The man just nodded, without slowing down his pace, until he stopped in front of a door guarded by a security guard. He gently took off his glasses, blew on them with his mouth, and wiped them clean with a handkerchief.

"How is the Master?" the man asked.

The guard first made a Dharma seal, then said, "Two hours ago, the leader said she wanted to meditate, and instructed us not to disturb her unless it was necessary."

The man - Yasui Totsu, the deputy leader of Zunxing Sect, frowned slightly and opened the door without permission. The guard did not dare to stop him.

But just as he opened the door, he saw a tall woman standing behind the door: "Tianxuan, get out of the way, I want to see Lord Zunxingwang."

Yasui Kotetsu gave the order, and the woman named "Tianxuan" of the Big Dipper remained silent and made way.

It's not that she doesn't speak, but that she can't speak.

Yasui Kotetsu and Tianxuan are both disciples trained by that man from the orphanage, but they have different responsibilities.

Yasui Kotetsu is a so-called militant faction. When believers need to use violence, he is the one who carries the flag.

Tianxuan was sent to take care of King Zunxing's life, and as a result his throat was burned and he could not speak.

Yasui Kotetsu came to the inner room, a room with only tatami, where the Sonsei King that Hachiman had "dreamed of" was.

And King Zunxing is playing Switch.

"Damn it, how can a little brat like Lex be surrounded by girls? Do you deserve it? Flare is mine, and Little Green is mine too. Everyone just treat them as giant beasts."

Perhaps Hachiman never dreamed that the Zunxing King he had been looking for was a young woman of similar age.

She was wearing knee-length denim hot pants and a dazzling and eye-catching printed shirt. Her ten green fingers were painted with blue and black nail polish, just like the fashionable girls that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Seeing someone coming in, she quickly hid the switch, and was relieved when she saw that it was Kotetsu and Tianxuan.

"What? It's Xiaohu. You scared me. Do you want some potato chips?" She handed over an opened bag of potato chips.

Yasui Kotetsu ignored the potato chips handed to him by the woman, and instead half-knelt on the ground to greet her.

"Lord Star King, the God-summoning ritual is about to be completed. At this moment, you should clear your superfluous thoughts through meditation and wait for the Dark Lady to come, instead of being obsessed with worldly things."

"How can this be called a vulgar thing? This is the master of the world, Xiaohu." King Zunxing retorted with a laugh.

However, Yasui Kotetsu ignored him and continued, "The preparations for attacking the Imperial Palace are about to be completed. The soldiers selected are all those with firm faith in the church, and the weapons have been arranged by the prince. It's a pity that there are no firearms, but they are enough to deal with the useless police in the Imperial Palace. Although they are just stupid and ambitious people, the God-summoning ceremony is important at this moment, so it doesn't hurt to use them. The police station has also arranged comrades to pass on the message."

Seeing that Yasui Kotetsu was still serious, King Zunxing didn't mind. He ate potato chips and taught him, "Xiaohu, I've told you many times that there are no gods in this world. The happiness of the people does not depend on saviors or gods or emperors, but on the efforts of their own hands. There are also many believers who are unwilling to get involved in extreme rituals. Their original intention of joining Zunxing was not to die for their faith."