Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"Try to wear long sleeves from now on."

Hikaru Kamiki felt utterly helpless about the bizarre, illegible marks on his arm.

I genuinely wanted to cooperate with the other party.

But the monster had no trust in him at all and still forcibly left the mark.

It's really annoying.

It's clear that this person doesn't see themselves as a servant.

In Hagoromo Gitsune's eyes, this guy was just a pawn that could be discarded at any time.

But Hikaru Kamiki believed that he still had some value to that yokai.

Although it was just his wishful thinking.

Or perhaps you're just deceiving yourself and haven't accepted the truth.

After tidying up the messy room, Hikaru Kamiki carefully checked to make sure that the neighbors hadn't discovered what had happened.

It would be troublesome if people found out that Shinki Hikaru lived in this place.

Obsessive fans are far more powerful than anti-fans.

Hikaru Kamiki plopped down on the sofa and began to ponder his next goal.

Two photos were placed on the coffee table in the living room.

"Let's find these two."

Looking at the two beautiful young girls in the photo, Hikaru Kamiki's expression was extremely gloomy.

"Sakurajima Mai, Hoshino Ai."

The girl's bright smile in the photo contrasts sharply with Hikaru Kamiki's gloomy expression in the living room.

After leaving Hikari Kamiki's house, Hagoromo Gitsune appeared in a dilapidated shrine in the mountains.

Although it is dilapidated, one can still vaguely see its former glory.

Perhaps many years ago this temple was also a popular place of worship, with countless believers coming to offer incense and pray every day.

But times have changed, and it has now become a deserted ruin.

Humans have always spent a great deal of effort building various structures in different places to provide spiritual sustenance.

Then forget about it and dismantle it as trash.

If the gods enshrined in shrines had their own consciousness, they might lament their fate.

Walking along the overgrown path, Hagoromo Gitsune's figure gradually changed.

The once magnificent kimono vanished without a trace, like morning mist.

Instead, they wore a set of clothes similar to a high school girl's uniform.

Long, black hair cascaded down her back.

Hagoromo Gitsune should be an extremely alluring yokai.

But at this moment, Hagoromo Gitsune actually looks somewhat immature.

"It's really troublesome."

Looking at the dilapidated shrine, Hagoromo Gitsune uttered this sentiment.

He had originally gone to great lengths to acquire this body with the intention of killing Nura Rihan.

This happened unexpectedly.

I inexplicably found myself in a strange world.

I inexplicably found myself in a city I didn't know.

It wouldn't be accurate to say I'm not familiar with it.

Hagoromo Gitsune could barely recognize that this city was Kyoto, her former stronghold where she had been entrenched for many years.

But the changes are too great.

She was almost unrecognizable.

And why isn't there a single monster here?!

Where is this place?

Kyoto!

This place has been home to the most monsters since ancient times.

Hagoromo Gitsune has been here for so long, yet she hasn't seen a single yokai.

What exactly is going on?

Hagoromo Gitsune considered many possibilities.

First, there are no monsters in this world.

Second, all the monsters have gone into hiding.

Third, all the monsters were killed.

But no matter which possibility it was, it all seemed unbelievable to Hagoromo Gitsune.

The first possibility is very small, but not impossible.

The second possibility is somewhat likely, but not very high.

The third type...

Hagoromo Gitsune preferred to believe that she was under a spell and was still asleep.

This is just unbelievable.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Shaking his head, Hagoromo Gitsune decided to put these things aside for the time being.

Apart from the first scenario, the latter two scenarios are actually things she doesn't really want to see.

Because this means she will most likely need to hide as well.

Otherwise, it might be gone.

But if there were no monsters in this world, there probably wouldn't be any Onmyoji.

I might be able to rule the world.

Anyway, humans are a very weak species.

What use are those so-called technologies to monsters?

Wouldn't ruling over humanity be a piece of cake then?

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

The country bumpkin monster, who had never seen the world, thought so.

After a brief period of excitement, Hagoromo Gitsune fell into sadness again.

"Seimei, my child."

Ultimately, Hagoromo Gitsune's goal is to revive her child.

But now she finds herself in this unfamiliar world.

He has no one he can trust.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

We can only take it one step at a time.

Thinking of this, Hagoromo Gitsune's expression became even more sorrowful.

Look back to the other side.

At this moment, in the Kyoto base, a gentle young man with a worried expression was sitting uneasily, looking at the person in front of him.

"Excuse me, where exactly is this place...?"

"I'm so anxious," Yukito asked.

He only remembered that his mood had gradually recovered somewhat after being comforted by his friend.

I no longer feel panicked like before.

But suddenly my consciousness began to blur, and when I came to my senses I was already in this place.

There was a slightly glaring incandescent light in the enclosed space.

The pale light made people feel slightly uncomfortable, and even the light itself seemed to carry a scorching temperature.

"Ah, sorry."

A voice came from the other side, and then the incandescent light bulb went out.

The light in the room softened instantly.

Yukito Tsukishiro was also able to see the face of the person sitting opposite him.

Previously, due to the lighting and angle, the face of the person opposite him was completely hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly in his line of sight.

Looking closely now, I realize that the person opposite me doesn't seem to be much older than me.

He's at most in his early twenties.

If my age is real.

Thinking of this, Yukito Tsukishiro's expression darkened.

It's clear that she was thinking about some unhappy memories.

Yukito Tsukishiro felt only confusion and unease about his own existence.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself."

Clearing his throat, Luo Zhen began his self-introduction again.

Outside the room, Sakura Kinomoto watched Ryouma's calm expression and his self-introduction on the screen, which, despite lacking any outward emotion, inexplicably exuded a sense of oppression. (From the girl's perspective)

There seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.

I've decided. From now on, I'll declare my identity as coolly as Senior Luo Zhen.

I am Sakura Kinomoto, an investigator from the Human Rights Protection Agency. Please cooperate with my investigation.

Is this too short? Should we add a few more sentences?

Add a few words?

But isn't that a bit too much?

Sakura Kinomoto is caught in her own troubles.

Chapter 1164 What does Clow Reed's mess have to do with me, Eriol Hiiragi?

A young girl's heart is always filled with poetry...

To be precise, when people are young, they tend to subconsciously idealize things.

To maintain a positive image of the other person in your mind.

For example, when I was very young, I always thought my parents were amazing and omnipotent.

This impression is often shattered as one grows older.

Children will eventually realize that their parents are just ordinary people, not omnipotent superheroes.

They simply tried their best to fulfill their child's wishes.

"So, what's my situation now?"

With his hands clenched nervously, Yukito Tsukishiro's face was filled with unease.

Suddenly losing consciousness and then coming back to find myself in this kind of place.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have started shouting or been too scared to speak.