"But this precious little brother will belong to Yu-chan and Hisukatsuki from now on..."

She looked up at him, as if she was somewhat reluctant to part.

"Little brother, you won't kick me out, will you? After we get married, will you let me live in the old house? I actually wanted to buy you a new house myself, but Yu-chan's is even better..."

"What are you thinking about, sister?" Morikawa Yu chuckled and reached out a hand to gently flick her sister's forehead. "I wouldn't bear to leave you, sister."

"Besides, sister, aren't you a 'brother-bound spirit'? Are you going to live alone in the old house as a 'ground-bound spirit'?"

The older sister paused for a moment, looked at him, her eyes flickering.

She wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she didn't say anything. In the end, she pretended that nothing was wrong, covered her forehead, and pouted: "Hmph... my little brother has become bad. He's even bullying his older sister now."

"No way! Is this what you call bullying?" Morikawa Yu spread her arms wide, looking like she was saying, "Since you say I'm bullying you, then I'm going to really 'bully' you properly."

But seeing his sister's fearless and even somewhat expectant expression, he decided to change the subject.

"Sister, isn't this place too big? Doesn't it feel empty to live here?"

"It's good to be older, there are so many people in the family."

My sister counted on her fingers, “Mrs. Kazumi, Chi-chan, Kokoro, Nishino, Asaka-san, Miyako-san, you, me, Hisui, and Maki-san and Sakurai-chan who will be staying at our house tonight.”

"This three-story villa has seven master bedrooms."

"Mrs. Kazumi and Chi-chan sleep together, Shin-kaku and Nishino sleep together, Asaka and Mi-chan sleep together, and I, Hii-tsuki, Maki-san, and Sakurai-chan each have a room. It's just enough room for everyone."

Morikawa Yu silently counted in her mind and realized something was wrong: "Why are there so many in the master bedroom? And have I been excluded?"

The older sister sighed and rolled her eyes at him: "Silly little brother, from now on you're the master of the house, you can sleep with whoever you want."

"Huh?" Morikawa Yu realized what was happening and then noticed the ambiguity in her sister's words.

The older sister also noticed something was wrong and blushed: "Wait, I didn't mean for you to sleep with Lady Kazumi and Chi-chan. They're just staying here temporarily. What you're doing is too strange."

"Besides, I can't either. Even if I didn't mind, Hiizuki and the others wouldn't accept it..."

The more she explained, the more off it seemed, so she finally changed the subject, just like he had done earlier: "By the way, little brother, you've never mentioned moving houses. Are you planning to have us all live in the old-style detached house in your family home?"

"Is this some strange idea to satisfy the desire to sleep together in the same bed?"

"Alas......!?"

"Of course not!" Morikawa Yu immediately shook his head.

How could he bear to let his younger sisters and older sisters squeeze together? He had already made preparations to move.

His original idea was to move directly to the dojo, since the dojo was quite large with more than a dozen empty rooms, though there were very few master bedrooms, as those rooms were for the dojo students and not suitable for his home.

"Then I'm relieved." The older sister breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a small figure flew down from the sky and landed right next to the two people standing in the courtyard; it was Asaka.

She looked speechless: "Seriously, humans, do you really take this long to look at a new house?"

"Lady Ryoko is already urging you."

"Let's go to the shrine quickly."

Chapter 372 Blessings and Wedding Night (Part 2)

"Mmm." Morikawa Yu nodded.

Asaka pushed his waist: "Stop humming, go quickly, leave this to me."

"I summoned some household gods and their messengers yesterday and asked them to tidy up your new house."

The older sister also composed herself: "Let's go, little brother, let's go to the shrine. It's time for your wedding."

Morikawa Yu nodded.

I followed my sister outside.

The two left the manor, locked the gate, started the car, and drove off.

After a half-hour drive, my sister arrived at Asada Shrine.

The parking lot outside the shrine was already full of vehicles, and there were police officers patrolling back and forth. Further out on the road, there were many vans, with a number of yakuza in black suits sitting inside.

The two sides ignored each other, clearly separated, but it was obvious that both had imposed martial law around the area in preparation for the wedding.

My sister slowed down her driving.

Looking over, Morikawa Yu noticed that the outermost van from the Yakuza had completely blocked the surrounding streets.

He frowned, and then saw a rather tall, imposing figure waving his hand on the main road leading to the shrine. Several vans immediately started moving and made way for him.

The older sister continued driving further in, asking curiously about the yakuza members, "Are these yakuza? Are they all your underlings? Little brother, you didn't become a yakuza boss, did you?"

"No." Morikawa Yu shook her head in denial.

Ultimately, those in the yakuza are just low-class people.

Even the most powerful yakuza are nothing more than the black gloves of powerful families like the Sakurai and Uesugi clans; how could they possibly be qualified to compare with him?

Rather, one of his underlings was the so-called yakuza boss in his sister's memory.

He looked at the person waving from afar and recognized him. Sure enough, it was his underling who was a powerful figure in the underworld, and he looked very happy.

Damn it, Takashi Nagayama, how dare you laugh?

I suspect you're the one who leaked the photos of me backstage at the concert. I'll settle the score with you later.

He waved his hand casually.

The older sister blinked, but didn't ask any further questions.

She wasn't interested in that, so she focused on driving, leaving the main road and heading towards the parking lot.

Upon seeing the sister's license plate number, the police cars used by the Metropolitan Police Department to block the parking lot made way, and only after the sister's car entered the parking lot did they block the road again.

He and his sister got out of the car and saw Inspector Kurokawa and Assistant Inspector Fujii, familiar faces from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Inspector Fujii's shoulder insignia have been changed to Inspector, indicating that he has been promoted recently.

He waved to the two of them and took his sister's hand as they walked toward the shrine's approach.

After passing through the approach to the temple, you will reach the torii gate.

A black-haired, red-eyed girl leaned against the torii gate and waved to him: "Human, it's been a long time."

"Ootamaru? What are you doing here?" Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow: "What brings you here?"

The girl waiting under the torii gate was none other than Ōtamaru.

I participated in the Kui Xing Qi competition with him a while ago. After the competition, he returned to Ise. I never expected to see him here now.

"I heard you were having a wedding, so I came to see you."

Daitamaru straightened up and came to his side: "You helped me out a while ago, and the God Lord was very happy that I could go back. I also think you're a good guy, and we can be friends."

"Now that you're having your wedding, of course I have to come and see, and also give you a congratulatory gift."

"What about the gift?" Morikawa Yu looked at Daimamaru and saw that her hands were empty, which did not seem like she had brought a gift.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Otamaru casually reached to her waist, where three katana appeared.

"Didn't you want my Datonglian?"

"How about I give you Datonglian?"

"Really?" Morikawa Yu frowned. "Isn't Ootori Ren your beloved?"

"You're really giving it to me?"

Otamaru nodded, then suddenly showed a look of heartache: "Never mind, I still can't bear to part with it, so I'll give you this instead."

She casually took a book from her amulet and handed it to Morikawa Yu.

Morikawa Yu took the book: "What is this?"

"The art of transforming spirits into human form."

"It can transform your beloved sword into a divine artifact, fighting alongside you."

"It was originally sent to me by the God."

"But even Datong doesn't want human bodies, so it's never been used."

"Good stuff." Morikawa Yu's eyes lit up, and he stuffed the book into the Goshuincho in his arms.

Daiyu Maru's expression was strange: "The God Lord said you would like this, and it was true."

"Because it's useful." Morikawa Yu waved her hand and continued to hold her sister's hand as they walked into the shrine.

Daitamaru followed, waving to his sister again.

"Hello, Morikawa-neechan."

The older sister nodded and smiled softly.

Although she didn't know Ootamaru's identity, she still treated her younger brother's friends with kindness.

Upon entering the plaza in front of the worship hall, Morikawa Yu paused for a moment.

There were quite a few people standing in the square.

There are three shikigami demon kings he befriended in Kyoto, as well as people from the Fujiwara and Tokugawa families, Lady Kazumi and Sen-chan, members and the head of the Sakurai family, Emi's grandfather Sakurai Seigen, Maki-sensei's father, the Metropolitan Police Department's Superintendent of Police, and Hojo Takehiro.

Many more people were watching him at that moment.

Daimama patted him on the shoulder: "Don't say I didn't warn you, everyone's waiting for you."

"I was just ostracized by them, so I could only wait for you at the torii gate and give you my congratulatory gift."

Morikawa Yu shrugged: "Even if you say this now, it doesn't change the fact that you didn't remind me."

He wasn't intimidated and walked forward.

The older sister stood there, watching his retreating figure together with Daimama.

"Mr. Morikawa."

Keisuke Fujiwara came forward first, holding Harumi's hand beside him.

After marrying Keisuke Fujiwara, Harumi Abe changed her name and is now known as Harumi Fujiwara.

"Keisuke-san."

Morikawa Yuya called out, looking at Fujiwara Keisuke and Fujiwara Harumi: "When did you arrive in Tokyo? You didn't even tell me, so I could have welcomed you."

Keisuke Fujiwara immediately shook his head: "How could I dare to let you come to greet me?"

"You saved me, Haruhiko and Harumi. You even attended my and Harumi's wedding last time. I'm so happy to be able to attend your wedding now."

"In addition, my elder brother asked me to convey his blessings to you. No matter what, the Fujiwara family will always follow you and Princess Mitsuko."

"Please be tolerant of her willfulness, Lady House Goddess, as she is by your and Princess Mitsuko's side."

"Of course." Morikawa Yuya just smiled and shook hands with Fujiwara Keisuke and Fujiwara Harumi.

"Yay, Mr. Morikawa."

After shaking hands with the two, a girl jumped over first, made dog ear shapes with her hands above her head, and beckoned: "Do you remember me?"

Morikawa Yu nodded: "Of course I remember, it's jasmine sauce."

"Huh? Mr. Morikawa recognized me so easily? I thought I'd have to show you your autograph on my arm for you to recognize me."

Tokugawa Mako looked pleasantly surprised and very happy.

"How could that be? Of course I remember such a cute child as Jasmine Sauce."

Morikawa Yu looked at Tokugawa Maka's side: "By the way, didn't Shino come?"

Tokugawa Maka shook her head: "No, she was kept at home by Shiori-san, who said she was going to train her to be the next chief affairs officer or something, so she couldn't come."

Morikawa Yu nodded: "I see."

It seems that Fujiwara Shiori, this lazy young lady, wants to quit and is therefore preparing to groom her younger sister as a successor.

Tokugawa Maka, still looking curious, said, "Mr. Morikawa, I heard from my father that you have many brides this time. Besides the shrine maiden, there seem to be human girls as well."

"Isn't Your Highness angry?"

Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow.

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