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"..."

"Mr. Abe, what kind of look is that?" Tamamo-no-Mae asked, looking somewhat worried. "Is there something I did wrong?"

"No."

Ian shook his head.

"I only vaguely remember you saying that you didn't like serving people, but you were planning to come and help."

"But now it seems that you are not ignorant about this matter."

"And just now, you seemed quite happy."

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae rested her cheeks on her hands, her lips slightly upturned.

"Mr. Abe, you are wrong."

"It's not that I don't like serving people... it's just that I haven't met anyone worthy of doing so."

"And now—"

The fox demon looked at the great Yin-Yang Master before her.

"Mr. Abe is my only benefactor."

"Therefore, I believe you deserve to be served like this."

"Please enjoy these dishes, which are the result of my hard work, Mr. Abe."

"..."

Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Ian hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse her kindness.

He began to taste the dishes.

I have to say is.

Tamamo-no-Mae's hand skills were just as formidable as she described.

Ian couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Xiaoyu, your cooking skills are really good."

"of course."

Tamamo-no-Mae looked very proud.

"I have put in a lot of effort for today's dinner."

"correct."

The virtuous fox spirit got up and picked up the wine jar from the side.

"The bottle of wine that Mr. Abe brought earlier hasn't been opened yet."

"Today's words—"

Tamamo-no-Mae placed the sake jar on the table and then sat down next to Ian.

"Mr. Abe."

"Would you like to have a few drinks with me?"

139. Tamamo-no-Mae's "Spiritual" Wine (4,000-word chapter)

"..."

Ian looked at Tamamo, who had naturally sat down next to him, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say those words aloud; he just stared at the fox demon in front of him.

Tamamo-no-Mae is not slow-witted—or rather, that kind of slowness is no longer necessary.

She took all of this as the tacit approval of the Grand Onmyoji.

"Shall I pour you some wine?"

Tamamo-no-Mae announced her actions in a cheerful tone, lifting the cloth covering the spout of the sake bottle.

Instantly, a faint fragrance filled the room.

The beautiful fox spirit poured the wine into a white glass, then held it with both hands and raised it to Ian.

"Mr. Abe, would you like a drink?"

However, this was something Tamamo-no-Mae didn't expect.

When faced with the glass of wine that was placed in front of him, Ian did not drink it all in one gulp.

He reached out and gently pushed it back to Tamamo-no-Mae's lips.

"Xiaoyu, you've had a tough time."

"You should drink this glass of wine first."

“Eh, this…”

Looking at the wine glass that had been returned to her, Tamamo-no-Mae looked somewhat troubled.

"how?"

Ian looked at the fox demon in front of him, his tone filled with doubt.

"Xiaoyu, can't you drink this?"

"Or... is there something wrong with this drink?"

"Migu!"

"That's not true!"

Tamamo-no-Mae shook her head repeatedly, but her throat kept moving.

"I will drink it now."

There's a reason why Tamamo-no-Mae is so hesitant.

This is not just any ordinary wine—it's wine with added "ingredients".

That was a secret ingredient made by the fox spirit.

She was certain that the great Onmyoji in front of her would definitely have some uncontrollable thoughts after drinking this kind of wine.

The reason for doing so is quite simple.

Tamamo-no-Mae was worried.

Even though she already knew that the other person was doing this for her own ulterior motives, the relationship was incredibly fragile for her now.

What if he doesn't want his mirror anymore?

Or what if something happened along the way that made him feel it wasn't worth it?

This wasn't the first time she had witnessed such a relationship crumble.

and so--

In order to prevent things from going in the direction she didn't want, she had to do something more to strengthen the relationship.

For example, wines with added "ingredients" like this.

She knew more or less what the other person would do after drinking such a thing.

Compared to the retired emperor who had put her in a prison cart, Tamamo-no-Mae would naturally prefer this great Onmyoji who was truly risking his life to seek protection for her.

but--

All of this is based on the premise that the other party drinks the alcohol!

And now, it's me drinking...

Gurgling.

Under the watchful eye of the great Onmyoji, Tamamo-no-Mae drank the laced sake.

Fortunately.

If it's just one cup, I shouldn't feel any pressure.

Tamamo-no-Mae gently wiped the wine off her pink lips and looked at him with a smile.

"Mr. Abe, this wine is really good."

"Let me fill your cup."

"and many more."

Ian stopped Tamamo-no-Mae from pouring the sake.

"Xiaoyu, can you have another drink?"

"One more, just one more drink?"

Tamamo-no-Mae panicked when she felt her body temperature rising slightly.

"Mr. Abe, why is that?"

"because--"

Ian looked at Tamamo-no-Mae, whose face was flushed.

"Xiaoyu, you look beautiful when you drink. I want to watch you a little longer."

"..."

An unassailable reason.

Gurgling.

Tamamo-no-Mae drank another cup of wine.

This time, she felt her head become heavier, as if a square brick was swaying inside it.