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"..."

After hearing Nero's words, Ian immediately understood that she did not fail to understand what Mordred meant by "secretary", but just wanted to find an excuse to come to him.

"Nero, your request... seems a little excessive."

“Not everyone likes to do this, right?”

"Hmm!"

Nero's eyes remained on Ian.

"If you don't like it, you don't have the qualifications to be a secretary."

"Teacher, even someone like Yu would change his personality that loves luxury things just for you."

"Well... if I want to be your secretary, shouldn't I give up something?"

"Otherwise... I absolutely don't approve of such a person becoming the teacher's closest secretary!"

Although at first glance, it sounds like a joke.

But Ian sensed the seriousness in Nero's words—

Perhaps, if someone really couldn't do such a thing, this young Roman emperor might really use the primordial fire (Aestus estus) to do something?

"Nero, this isn't a good idea..."

"Hmm, this is my bottom line."

"but--"

"Teacher, what you said does make sense, so..."

Nero puffed out his chest.

In this position, the two people are in an excellent visual line.

"I think that I can perform the opening show for everyone first."

"In this case……"

Nero blinked her eyes. Her every move was full of cuteness and mischief, but she seemed to be unaware of it.

"No one will be embarrassed, right?"

"Nero, wouldn't that make you the embarrassed one?"

"Being..."

"What's so embarrassing?"

Nero tilted his head back.

"Teacher, I am very confident about my figure——"

"Besides..."

"Shouldn't it be something to be thankful for being so intimate with the teacher in front of other people?"

"..."

"Let's just assume that for now."

"Don't hesitate, be sure—"

Nero, who was still being used as a musical instrument by Ian, exhaled slightly.

"Teacher, let's just decide it like this—"

"Yu, I want to hear you play one more song now."

"..."

"it is good."

Nero's symphony sounded in the theater again. For the Roman emperor, this seemed to be something worth doing again and again.

night.

Nero didn't pester Ian to come back to his room with him.

According to the Roman emperor, she still had some projects to "supervise".

Ian didn't stop her.

She has the freedom to do her own thing.

but--

When Ian returned to his room after a long absence, he saw someone he didn't expect.

To be precise, it should be a monster.

That's right.

Tamamonomae just appeared at the door of her room.

But she was carrying a large basket of things in her hands, and it looked like she was going into the room to do something important.

Ian hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"Xiaoyu——"

"Migu?"

Tamamonomae turned around and saw Ian.

The moment their eyes met, she became quite attached, and even the big tail behind her began to shake gently.

"Master...you're back."

"Well, I'm back."

Ian quickly walked to Tamamonomae's side and picked up the basket for her.

"Xiaoyu, what is this?"

"This one……"

Tamamonomae showed a rare embarrassed expression.

But after a moment's hesitation, she told the truth very honestly.

"Master——"

"These are the ritual props I prepared... Although I cannot go to the singularity with you, Master, I still hope to do something for you."

"Xiaoyu..."

Seeing Tamamonomae in front of him, who was neither fighting nor competing but just silently protecting him like a concubine, Ian was naturally deeply moved.

"I see--"

"Then tonight is the time for me to repay these rituals."

"Master..."

"Don't call me Master."

Ian touched Tamamonomae's head.

"Tonight is a night for the two of us."

"..."

Tamamonomae's face turned slightly red, but she didn't show any shyness.

"I understand..."

"Please allow me to dance for Master Abe on this beautiful night."

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

Ever since——

In Ian's room, the candles that Tamamonomae originally used for prayer rituals have now become the most wonderful props to create the atmosphere.

In the swaying, dim light, the fox demon danced lightly.

That was the most beautiful dance of the Heian period. Just looking at it made people feel as if they were in a trance and returned to the era when cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

No.

Simply returning may not be enough to describe it.

It was probably a means of turning the entire room into the stage of Heian-kyo.

And on top of this, Tamamonomae added a bit of charm that would only be dedicated to him.

The kimono on the fox demon began to spin along with the unknown music she was humming.

brush-

Something was thrown into the air.

Ian's gaze subconsciously followed upwards, and then returned to Tamamonomae's body.

At that moment, the dance ended.

Tamamonomae walked with a dignified pace, step by step in Ian's sight, and finally knelt on the things she had thrown.

She placed her hands in front of her, as if she was sitting down to pray.

"I'm sorry to show my ugliness—"

"..."

"Xiaoyu, you still make me relax as always."

Ian stood up.

"Thanks a lot."

"Now, look up—"

"Yes."

Tamamonomae raised her head, and then in the dim candlelight, she saw everything in front of her clearly.

At that moment, the fox demon saw something as terrifying as a night ghost.

Her face flushed slightly, and she felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

"Thank you, Master Abe."

Tamamonomae spoke politely and then smiled happily.

late at night.

Tamamonomae leaned against Ian very gently, rubbing her head gently against his arm.

With that kind of charming look, it is no exaggeration to say that she was completely conquered by the man next to her.

However, if you really want to calculate it, conquering is probably not an appropriate description - it should be said that it is the performance that occurs when you love someone from the bottom of your heart and get enough response from the other person.

"Abe-sama, I wonder if my inner self makes you happy..."

"Xiaoyu's inner self has always been perfect—"

"It's a paradise where once you step into it, you won't want to return."

"Migu..."

Tamamonomae narrowed her eyes slightly.

It was obvious that she was very satisfied with the answer, which was why she acted like a spoiled child.

"Then I'm relieved—"

"What about Xiaoyu? How does Xiaoyu feel?"

"It was a little rough tonight."

"Just right, Abe-sama." Tamamonomae looked up at the man. "I, your humble servant, feel the ultimate joy in life."

"I almost lost my last bit of sanity."

"Ah That's good."