Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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But Tsuki no Kami is clearly inferior to Yukinoshita.

When Yukino asked him to leave, she kissed him to lower his guard.

And what about the Moon Chaser?

You want something for nothing?

"Wait a minute, a convoy is coming."

Just as he was being pushed to the door, Kyosuke Kosaka hurriedly said.

"Liar! Liar! Big liar! I won't have rabbits for you—"

"real."

"Well……"

Finally calming down, the Moon Chaser stood at the doorway gazing into the distance.

Sure enough, a convoy of cars was seen slowly approaching in the rain.

It's very likely we'll need to seek shelter from the rain.

The rain is quite heavy, and many people are braving it...

"Shall I help with the hospitality?" Kyosuke Kosaka said.

The Moon Chaser hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then planned to hide himself on the statue.

Suddenly, she turned around and said:

"I won't give birth to your rabbits!"

Kousaka Kyosuke made two indistinct "oohs" in response.

He couldn't help but wonder about the possibility that the Moon Goddess might give birth to a rabbit.

However, isn't it too immoral to make the Moon Chaser, a woman who looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, give birth to a rabbit?

Kyosuke Kosaka's thoughts drifted.

Until the convoy got closer and closer.

He cast a "cognitive impairment" spell on himself, transforming into an Onmyoji dressed in a standard hunting robe.

He stepped forward and remained silent.

"Sir Onmyoji, would you allow us to take shelter from the rain for a while?"

A man in his thirties with medium-length hair spoke up.

Kousaka Kyosuke snorted lightly.

Soon, the people in the carriages of the convoy were helped off the train one after another.

Among them were two women dressed in a yutsu-style outfit and wearing a shijo hat.

Kyosuke Kosaka pointed to the private cubicle in the shrine and then fell silent.

"Judging from the direction, it seems to have come from the Kyoto Port area."

"But probably not many people from over there will come to Kyoto..."

Calmly playing his role of not smiling, Kyosuke Kosaka stood quietly at the door.

He simply said "Do as you please" and then ignored everything else.

The group of people seemed to know what was good for them.

The servants were seated outside the door.

Each household member entering the shrine had muddy shoes, which they all scraped off at the elderly owner's instruction before entering.

At least it prevented the shrine from becoming so dirty.

"...Onmyoji Master." The middle-aged man who had spoken first approached slowly and asked respectfully.

Kyosuke Kosaka asked, "What is it?"

"May I pay my respects to the deity?"

“Yes, there is a handwashing station inside the hall. I will take you there to wash away the filth.”

"My parents, brother, sister and others also came to pay their respects."

"Anything is OK."

Kyosuke Kosaka nodded slightly.

Indeed, a cool and aloof approach is better than a persistent sales pitch.

The PUA tactics, similar to "hunger marketing," are not without merit.

Kousaka Kyosuke, deep in thought, led the group of people who were about to make their pilgrimage to the shrine's temizu-sha (purification basin).

He didn't even glance at the two women.

He simply spoke casually about the deities enshrined in the shrine while a group of people were washing their hands.

"She works very hard, harder than anyone else, and at the same time, she likes any ordinary person who is trying to live a good life."

"Don't lie to her; she doesn't like people like that."

The person in charge of the convoy, an elderly man, suddenly asked:

"What merits did the deity have, and what blessings did he bestow?"

Kousaka Kyosuke answered:

"She did nothing extraordinary. She simply listened to the wishes of the people and quietly dealt with disasters, protecting the land and water around her."

"Blessings? They only protect people and agriculture. The Moon God is a deity who can control moonlight, and moonlight plays a significant role in the growth of crops..."

The middle-aged man who had been talking to Kousaka Kyosuke fell silent.

So this Onmyoji wasn't indifferent after all?

Instead, they are indifferent to those who do not believe in the gods of shrines.

It seems that we can start from this angle.

"No wonder there were no monsters along the way; perhaps they were exorcised by this Onmyoji or this deity."

"Perhaps we can get to know this Onmyoji by talking about gods..."

His principle was to utilize everyone he could!

She then secretly glanced at her impatient eldest brother and her disdainful second brother.

He just sneered to himself.

If it were a genuine Onmyoji player, this level of facial expression control would definitely be noticed!

The eldest and second eldest brothers had no idea that this was a sign of displeasure.

"Alright, please go and pay your respects to the statue. I won't force you if you don't want to."

"My apologies, I apologize for your two unfilial sons."

"……what?"

"what?"

The two middle-aged men exclaimed in surprise, staring at the father in astonishment.

Kyosuke Kosaka smiled at the elderly person in charge.

"No need for that, go and pay your respects."

"Thank you. Huang Guang and Qing Long, you don't need to go and pay your respects!"

"...Ah, Father?"

"Father?"

Kyosuke Kosaka shook his head secretly and led the way.

He knew it.

Even if you bring two fake believers to the Moon Chaser, the Moon Chaser won't be happy.

They led the people to the statue.

Kyosuke Kosaka bowed and prepared to leave.

"Onmyoji, my lord."

"What's the matter?"

Upon hearing the elderly person in charge speak, Kyosuke Kosaka cut to the chase and asked the question.

"I am going to serve as an assistant officer in the Outer Guard Office. I wonder if things will go smoothly."

"..." Kosaka Kyousuke was silent.

This old man probably doesn't know that the Outer Guard Office and the Office of the Inspector of Illegal Activities are currently helping to clean up the mess left by someone who established a secluded place.

After a moment's consideration, Kousaka Kyosuke replied, "Let's go to the new capital later; there's still a lot of foul air there."