I'm having fun in Tokyo

She stood up, clearly in a good mood: "In that case, I'll head back now."

Morikawa Yu: "Mm."

He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to try to persuade him to stay, saying there was no need to leave in such a hurry.

Ms. Maki suddenly turned around again.

"Morikawa, you promised me the wedding, but what about Emi?"

Morikawa Yu: "Emi?"

Yes, I see.

Just now, Emi tried to gank me and Maki-sensei, but Maki-sensei retaliated.

Now that she has finished discussing the wedding with Maki-sensei, Emi is still completely unaware.

This is indeed not a good thing.

Morikawa Yu: "If it's Emi, I'll talk to her."

Ms. Maki: "Just talking isn't necessarily useful. What I can accept, she might not accept."

Morikawa Yu: "Then what should we do?"

"What else can you do? It's up to you, of course."

Ms. Maki walked to the door and picked up the handbag by the door.

Inside were clothes she had just bought that day, including a specially chosen "winning lingerie" item, but she hadn't used it.

But at least I didn't gain nothing.

These things might work better on the wedding night.

After thinking for a moment, Ms. Maki turned around and said, "Morikawa, it's up to you regarding Emi's situation."

"Also, after the wedding, what would you like me to call you?"

"Husband, darling, or is it still Dana-sama?"

She smiled again, then opened the door and walked outside. Under Morikawa Yu's gaze, she swiped the lock on room number "9104" and entered her room.

Morikawa Yuya got out of bed, moved around, and closed the door to his room.

He had just closed the door when he suddenly noticed a sound coming from Emi's room next door.

Morikawa Yu's heart suddenly jumped.

However, Emi came out of the room but did not knock on his door. Instead, she called out to Maki-sensei.

Ms. Maki opened the door for Emi after a while, and then he heard Emi enter Ms. Maki's room and lock the door.

He pricked up his ears.

With his current hearing, he could hear everything, even the slightest rustling through several walls, and he could hear Emi and Maki's conversation clearly.

However, as if he sensed something, he turned his head back.

He looked at the floor-to-ceiling window in his room, where the curtains were not drawn, and he could clearly see a figure floating in the night outside.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, they probably would have a heart attack on the spot.

But he has experienced many ups and downs, so he is not easily intimidated.

He gazed at the figure outside and recognized its identity.

Daitamaru.

Why is she here?

Daitama waved to him, landed on the balcony, stood in front of the French windows, and knocked on the glass.

Morikawa Yu frowned slightly, walked over, and opened the French windows.

She strode in, then suddenly sniffed the air: "Tsk, the smell of photinia."

"The hammer's heather." Morikawa Yu rolled her eyes at her: "I didn't do that kind of thing."

"Really?" Otamaru clearly didn't believe it.

"You actually managed to hold back?"

"What's there to be unable to resist? Don't underestimate me, you demon clansman."

Actually, I really couldn't help it.

If it weren't for the fact that Fei Yue was terrifying, he would have lost his virginity today.

But it's not a bad deal now, as I've confirmed my relationship with Maki-sensei.

There are three brides at the wedding, and there might not be enough for them all to go around.

And that doesn't even include the drawing.

"Alright then, I'll assume you can really hold back." Daitamaru shrugged.

She could tell that the man in front of her was indeed a virgin, and she didn't know how he could endure it.

Humans, such a short-lived species, shouldn't have that kind of patience.

She glanced at Morikawa Yu, then looked at the door over there.

"Human, I never thought that even after leaving Tokyo and leaving Lady Mitsuko, you would still be surrounded by women."

"Women will only dull your sword, Greatsword Master."

“Yes, and then?” Morikawa Yu looked at her.

Chapter 337 Do beautiful girls take off their shoes casually?

"And then, I want to advise you not to become rusty with the knife in your hand."

"Huh?" Morikawa Yu raised his eyebrows.

"You came to see me in the middle of the night just to tell me, 'Don't forget how to use your knife'?"

"So your next line is, 'Go and kill that woman who just said she wanted to be your bride. A true swordsman doesn't need women,'"

“I didn’t say that, and I never thought that way.” Otamaru shook his head.

"I can tell you really like that woman, and she likes you too. You two get along very well and are about to get married."

"I wouldn't say something so stupid, and I wouldn't even use such a lame way to provoke someone."

"Of course I know you won't."

Morikawa Yu shrugged: "I was just joking."

He pointed to the sofa and table: "Shall we sit down and talk?"

Strange to say.

Even though he had only fought Otamaru once and they were enemies, he felt that they got along very well.

Of course, this is from his perspective.

From Ootamaru's perspective, she was defeated by herself, put to play by the shrine maiden for a long time, and then tied up by Ryoko at the Kyoto shrine, giving herself a lot of "fan service".

The big fox also tricked her, making her run back to Ise only to be kicked out again, like a homeless, defeated dog.

On the plane back to Tokyo, she was kicked off by herself again.

To be fair, if he had encountered such a thing, he would never have been able to let it go.

But Ootamaru didn't seem to care.

It’s weird.

Is it because of the demon race that they are so carefree?

Or is he just numbing himself in order to take revenge?

Sen Chuanyu, on guard, sat down on the sofa in the center of the room.

Otamaru sat down across the table from him.

She stretched casually, as if she were at home, and took off her shoes and socks, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her bare white feet.

Morikawa Yu's gaze fell on her beautiful feet, and he frowned.

Daitamaru glanced down at her own translucent toes and raised an eyebrow: "What? Worried I have smelly feet?"

"Well, I am a demon, and this human body is also formed from demonic power, so I don't have smelly feet like you humans, so don't worry."

Even if you don't have smelly feet, it's still very impolite to take off your shoes casually, okay?

Morikawa Yu sighed.

However, her words made him realize a problem.

In the past, people said that beautiful girls are also human, and they also need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, which can shatter people's dreams. But monster girls are different; they don't have these flaws at all.

Just as he was thinking this, he noticed that Daiyu Maru stretched out her fair and slender legs and two bare feet on the table, yawning.

That wretched demon clansman.

No, personality flaws are still flaws.

Although her feet are really beautiful, this is really going too far.

Morikawa Yu took back what she had just thought and tried her best not to look at her beautiful feet: "Did you come to see me for something?"

Daitamaru shook his head: "No."

Morikawa Yu: "What are you doing here?"

He had just met Otamaru in the afternoon and chatted for a few minutes, and now, only half a day later, she had approached him again.

This made him a little strange.

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong? Are all humans this heartless? Can't we just simply connect and show our affection?"

"To connect on a deeper level, what kind of connection do we have between us?"

Morikawa Yu frowned.

If she came seeking revenge or using underhanded tactics to eliminate him before the competition, that would be understandable.

But to say it's for connecting with others is really strange.

Otamaru shrugged: "Don't look at me like that. I really want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you and get to know each other better, since I'm going to be fighting you tomorrow."

"If I win, that's fine; I can go straight back to the Divine Palace."

"If I lose, I'll really be homeless, and I might even have to ask you to take me in."

"Don't even think about it, I won't take you in."

Morikawa Yu coldly refused.

"Eh? You've already kept Ibuki and the others as your shikigami, you can't possibly refuse a beautiful demon king like me, can you?"

Ootamaru clearly knew about the shikigami contract he had signed with Ibaraki and the others, and asked with a half-smile.

Morikawa Yu didn't bother to answer her question, but instead frowned and asked, "What do you mean by saying that if you win, you can go back to the Shrine, but if you lose, you'll be homeless?"

"The literal meaning." Otamaru withdrew his foot, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and held his knees.

She was slender enough to sit comfortably.

“My mistress, the priestess, thinks I’m useless because I can’t sever my divinity, so she gave me an ultimatum.”

"Because you participated in this Kui Xing Flag competition, she wanted me to participate as well."

“If I can win the match against you, and more importantly, sever my divinity, then I will still be a member of the shrine, and still the demon king who serves the priestess.”

"If I lose to you, then I'm a useless piece of trash."

“My master will no longer care about me, and Wei Meng will no longer help me. I will become an unwanted monster, wandering around, and may even be attacked and killed by some god.”

"In this situation, I have no choice but to come and rely on you."

"I am a demon king just like Ibaraki and the others. I was once a demon god of Mount Ise. I suppose you wouldn't refuse, would you?"

"The truth?" Morikawa Yu frowned.