Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Yukino's strange appearance reminded Haruno of her childhood self.

Those lowered pupils were filled with doubt and tension, or rather, overflowing with longing!

My sister loves her current husband very much.

Expressing one's thoughts about one's husband at that moment is almost like confessing one's love to one's husband from afar in front of relatives.

It was indeed very embarrassing.

Yang could only admire his sister's strong willpower.

This awkward little sister of mine has never been so embarrassed that she fainted!

I don't know why... but I really want to laugh!

Hee hee hee!

Although the mother felt strange, she knew that her second daughter was indeed living a happy life, and she felt only comfort.

At the same time, we continued to reflect on some of the shortcomings of the relief efforts.

Since it's definitely the husband's responsibility, then of course I should help him fill in any gaps or omissions.

She didn't find it particularly hard.

We are now living in a house that is well insulated from the wind and kept warm, and we have no worries about food, clothing and other necessities.

She feels more comfortable being able to think about things and even indirectly participate in decision-making.

at the same time!

Officials from the Prosecution Agency had already begun acting on the orders of Betō Kōsaka Kyōsuke.

Ayanokoji and Hikigaya are responsible for notifying certain non-human organizations.

Although for most nobles, non-humans, outcasts, and commoners all belong to the "outcast" category.

But in reality, the differences are quite significant.

Like most non-humans, they basically don't have a single piece of intact clothing.

Ordinary commoners and commoners are usually well-dressed and not too shabby.

Therefore, the impression it gives people is naturally different.

At present, Ayanokouji and Hikigaya are trying to tell these non-humans, who are generally slovenly and do all sorts of dirty work, where they can get relief.

"In reality, it's just some porridge that won't fill you up. If you go to the suburbs, you're likely to expend more energy."

Ayanokouji slowly expressed his opinion.

They already knew that the food provided for the relief was just a spoonful of porridge.

He knew that such a thing was a drop in the ocean for a hungry person.

Hikigaya said, "Perhaps. But if not, even more people would not survive."

"No, it's too cold outside, and the relief points set up in the suburbs are too far away. It seems like a losing proposition."

"Sigh... I'm talking to you."

Hikigaya stared speechlessly at Ayanokouji's serious face, unsure of what to say.

Hannya, who was following behind Hikigaya without saying a word, smiled softly.

"Kiyotaka, the most important thing for a person to live is hope."

"..."

Ayanokouji remained silent, pondered for a moment, and immediately understood.

Hachiman sighed, relieved that he didn't need to explain himself this time.

He discovered that Ayanokouji was truly utterly clueless about human nature.

Subconsciously, we consider things rationally, thus neglecting human psychology.

However, Ayanokouji is also very perceptive when it comes to certain criminal matters.

They are often able to immediately discern the malicious intentions of certain bandits and thieves...

This truly left Hikigaya with mixed feelings.

Soon after, the three went to the location of a non-human organization with only about a hundred members to deliver a message.

During the process, Ayanokouji actually discovered a few people who were somewhat familiar to him.

—It seems to be a classmate, but I've probably forgotten their name.

I have been in this world for more than two hundred days.

Having experienced many things, Ayanokouji's memories of the past have gradually become blurred.

His brief time on campus, compared to his life of constant retreats, work, and killing, left little impression.

When he first transmigrated, some classmates were jealous of his inconspicuous Taoist priest and wanted to cause trouble.

Adding to that the incident involving Haruki Yamauchi a while back...

Ayanokouji would never have any feelings for classmates or alumni.

They think they can build a relationship with someone who is as useless as a burden, based on some insignificant connection?

Ayanokouji really couldn't understand what kind of thought process those people had.

A person must have value.

If you don't even have any value to be exploited, then you should be sensible.

Yes, Ayanokouji was also very impressed with those classmates from Hachiman.

If he were in Hachiman's shoes, he would have already killed him.

After the group finished giving their instructions, they were about to leave.

Hachiman suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Ayanokouji and Hannya, who had been keeping an eye on Hikigaya's situation, immediately noticed what was going on.

—Hachiman was looking at a tall, thin man.

“Ah-hachi,” Ayanokouji said calmly.

Hikigaya heard the call, snapped out of his daze, looked away, and continued walking.

With a bitter feeling in his heart, he said, "General Swordsman, let's take our leave for now."

The group then departed.

But things didn't end so quickly.

The leader of the non-human group – Long Yuanxiang.

He took the man who had made Hachiman stop in his tracks and questioned him privately.

"He's from the modern era too, isn't he, Yoshiaki?"

"...just someone who's always in my group during PE class."

"I see. Looks like you're a lonely guy."

Long Yuanxiang smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

He had a hunch.

There will be opportunities to meet again in the future, so there's no need to drive away the tools that allow us to stay connected.

As for doing more?

Long Yuanxiang doesn't have the guts right now.

If you have to bow and bend over to even speak, what right do you have to have equal communication?

He was already quite surprised that they came to deliver the message.

Day 249 of crossing

Mao Shi.

Snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky.

As he watched the transparent sky gradually being buried by snow, Kyosuke Kosaka mentally controlled the snow to melt away.

Then, I continued to lie there and enjoy the falling snow.

"a……"

A soft, childish voice rang in my ears.

Kyosuke Kosaka turned his head to look at Kagura, whose little face was flushed.

"what happened?"

While asking questions, he patted Kagura's back.

The soft texture of his skin almost made Kyosuke Kousaka lose his composure.

It was just a superficial attempt.