I'm having fun in Tokyo

My husband probably wasn't talking about what I was thinking.

My husband told me yesterday that Mitsuko disappeared after arriving in Tokyo.

Now he says that wanting to understand her probably just means trying to catch her.

Yeah, thinking about it this way makes me less angry.

I wasn't jealous just now; I was just concerned about my husband.

Yes, that's right, that's exactly it.

She thought about it, smiled, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Honey, why do you need to know about her?"

Morikawa Yu blinked again.

Something feels off.

Why do I feel a chill down my spine when my wife smiles so gently and sweetly?

"Of course, it's to make it easier to catch her."

Morikawa Yu cleared her throat.

"She's on the run and we can't find her, and she's such a suspect."

"We must find her as soon as possible and figure out what she wants to do."

Feiyue nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew it! My husband may be a bit of a womanizer, but he's not without principles.

"My lord, about Mitsuko."

"I know her neither a lot nor a little."

"But mainly because she's so annoying."

"Annoying?"

Morikawa Yu was slightly startled.

He reflected on the big fox's actions, and they seemed quite annoying.

"Yes, it's annoying."

"When I first met her, she was about the same as me, both powerful monsters who stood on their own."

“Sometimes she would come to see me, accompanied by a large demon from her own clan, and it was very noisy.”

"But it got much better later."

"She and that great demon of the same clan left the mountains and went to Kyoto."

"But it's funny, she and her clansman were wandering around Kyoto, helping each other cover their identities, and she even got taken advantage of by him."

"You got a good deal?"

"Ah."

Feiyue smiled.

“At that time, Mitsuko was disguised as a man. In order to show her different status, she claimed that her mother was a white fox.”

"Her relative, Tamamo-no-Mae, is also a white fox. She deliberately revealed her demon form in front of others, claiming to be her mother, hahahaha..."

Morikawa Yu blinked, completely missing the joke, but for his wife's sake, he still chuckled along.

Shinjue kept her hands propped up, staring at Morikawa Yu's face.

Tch~ Master's smile is so fake.

Chapter 165 Techniques for Appeasing Your Wife (A Long Chapter of 7,000 Words)

She pursed her lips and her cat ears twitched.

Can't Lady Feiyue tell that this is just a perfunctory smile?

I really want to expose my owner's fake smile.

She turned her head and glanced at Feiyue, only to see a faint warning look in her eyes, as if Feiyue could see right through her thoughts.

very scary.

Xinjue shrank back and snuggled closer to Senchuan Yu's arms.

I knew it! How could Lady Himezuki not see it?

However, both the master and Lady Hiiyue were trying to save face for each other, pretending not to notice.

Things between husband and wife are so complicated.

I think I'll just stick to being a maid who warms the bed.

Morikawa Yu scratched Xinjue's chin to help her find a more comfortable position, and also adjusted her own posture.

He looked at Feiyue again.

He hadn't thought about it much when he was laughing, but now that he thought about it, there seemed to be a legendary Onmyoji whose mother was a white fox and who was active in Kyoto. His background was mysterious, and his name was Abe no Seimei.

Could the other person be Mitsuko in disguise?

However, the white fox who was Seimei's mother in history was named Kuzunoha, not Tamamo-no-Mae.

"What was the name of the person the big fox was impersonating?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"His name seems to be... Abe no Seimei."

After recalling for a moment, Fei Yue finally spoke, taking another sip of tea at the same time.

Morikawa Yu was stunned for a moment, her feelings were a bit complicated.

No way, he actually guessed right.

Abe no Seimei was a great Onmyōji (yin-yang master) during the Heian period of Japan and a master of Onmyōdō. His life was filled with various legends and anecdotes, the most famous of which is the legend of defeating the great yokai Tamamo-no-Mae.

It's so strange that now Hiizuki is telling him that Abe no Seimei is Mitsuko and that Tamamo-no-Mae is her relative.

The legend of defeating Tamamo-no-Mae is actually a play staged by two large foxes.

Abe no Seimei was right next to me?

"What about Tamamo-no-Mae?"

Morikawa Yu couldn't help but ask again.

Like Mitsuko, Tamamo-no-Mae is a nine-tailed fox spirit, as famous as Abe no Seimei in Japanese legends. Later, she was even more far-fetchedly associated with China and India, spreading her story far and wide.

Could that big white fox still be alive?

He stared intently at Feiyue, only to see her shake her head.

"died."

died?

Morikawa Yu's eyes widened, even more astonished than when he learned that Mitsuko was the historical Abe no Seimei.

Wasn't Tamamo-no-Mae a member of Mitsuko's clan? And they helped each other conceal their identities, so how could she have died?

"How did she die?" he asked.

"Killed by Mitsuko, and all her demonic power was refined."

"Because Tamamo-no-Mae took advantage of her?"

Morikawa Yu asked back instinctively.

Feiyue rolled her eyes at him and sighed softly.

"You know, even though I also dislike Mitsuko, she's not that petty."

"Then why?"

Morikawa Yu was a little confused.

Feiyue shook her head.

"That's all stuff from the past, why are you asking about it?"

"Because that big fox has now disappeared, and may be plotting something, we need to learn more about her in order to catch her."

"So I want to know."

Feiyue put down her teacup and stared straight at him.

"In this case."

She gently patted her thighs and then slightly lifted her skirt, revealing the part above her knees.

"Then I'll tell you about it."

Morikawa Yu was stunned for a moment.

Is he preparing a lap pillow for himself?

Talking about the past gets you a lap pillow perk?

My wife treats me so well?

He couldn't help but think of the lap pillow that Feiyue had given him last time, and he felt a little tempted.

Xinjue was still pressed against his chest when she suddenly felt empty in front of her and fell directly onto the back of the sofa.

Her cat tail stood up straight. She looked up in confusion and realized that Morikawa Yu had stood up at some point and was already in front of Himeko.

Feiyue moved to the side, making room for him to lie down.

Morikawa Yu cleared her throat, lay down on the sofa, rested her face on Feiyue's lap, and let out a long sigh.

Even though I already used it last time, I still want to enjoy it again.

The smooth and soft feel is simply amazing.

He opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white skin of her thighs and the slightly upturned hem of her skirt. His heart raced a little. He rubbed his face against hers, and his nose was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

"Husband, be serious."

Feiyue leaned down, gave him a slightly reproachful look, and gently rubbed the back of his neck.

"I've never seen you like this before."

That's because you usually give me a terrible impression.

Morikawa Yu answered in her mind without saying it aloud.

When he sees Himezuki, he thinks of her identity as the Great Youkai of the Hitsuki Age, and the image of her easily destroying cities and skyscrapers as if she were shoving blocks, before he realizes, "Ah, this is my wife."

In this situation, any thoughts, whether appropriate or inappropriate, will be halved.

Feiyue also sighed.

She rubbed the back of Morikawa Yu's neck, but instead of continuing her scolding, she whispered, "Please relax, my husband."

Morikawa Yu was a little confused, but she listened to her words and cleared her mind.

A slight drowsiness washed over him, and he yawned. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised by what he saw.

The living room is gone, replaced by a long, narrow corridor, outside which is a simple, clean courtyard with a touch of ancient charm.

The sunlight outside was no longer that of the morning, but that of the approaching dusk.

As half the sun sank below the horizon, the courtyard, bathed in its afterglow, became exceptionally dark, exuding a chilling, eerie atmosphere.

He tried to get up, only to realize that he was standing in the corridor, facing the courtyard.

He hesitated for a moment, then looked around the courtyard and saw people walking and talking inside. They were a man and a woman wearing kimonos, but the style was a bit strange.

He could only recognize it as a kimono by intuition, but he couldn't identify what kind of kimono it was.

Suddenly, Morikawa Yu frowned.

He saw a huge figure walk past outside the courtyard.