How did I, an Onmyoji, become the Lord of Yokai?

It's been six years...

Filled with excitement and nervousness, he returned to his house—the front door of the Shimizu family home.

Looking at the tightly closed door, the black-haired boy took a deep breath, and then pushed the door open.

The cries filled with longing echoed in the front courtyard.

"Sister, I'm back!"

The sound traveled from the front yard to the house, and Shimizu Mio, who was having tea with Enmusubi in the courtyard, heard it immediately.

Having not heard her brother's voice for nearly three months, she was momentarily stunned, and then joy appeared on her face.

She put down her teacup and hurried to the entrance hall—clear water and morning sun came into her view.

"Welcome back, Chaoyang."

Shimizu Mio walked happily to him, about to say something, but suddenly strong arms embraced her body, and her brother's warm and familiar scent enveloped her.

Then, a voice filled with tenderness and nostalgia echoed in her ears.

"I'm back, sister."

Shimizu Asahi's sudden action startled Shimizu Mio. Since her younger brother grew up and the difference between boys and girls became apparent, he had never hugged her so intimately. Although she missed her brother's embrace, as the older sister, she needed to be strong and independent. Therefore, she had never said anything like "hug her."

This time, Shimizu Asahi took the initiative to hug her. Although she felt sweet and happy, she was also subconsciously worried that something had happened.

Otherwise, why would her younger brother suddenly hug her?

However, upon hearing that gentle and longing voice, her worries vanished.

Little brother, you're thinking about your sister...

Even though he's grown up, he'll always be my brother. He couldn't help but miss his sister after being away from her for just a short while...

But... they've really grown up. Before, she was always the one holding Qing Shui Chao Yang, embracing him, but now, it's him holding her...

A tender feeling rose in Shimizu Mio's heart. She gently hugged her younger brother and whispered, "Yes, welcome back."

She gently inhaled her brother's scent, feeling his warmth, and felt a sense of pride and joy in her heart.

No matter how many other men are out there trying to steal her away, none of them can replace her position in her younger brother's heart.

In the entryway, the three of them, including Ibuki, looked at the siblings who were tightly embracing each other, their brows furrowing slightly, their expressions showing a hint of jealousy.

He didn't seem this excited when he saw them.

Although Shimizu Mio has not yet realized her own feelings, it is undeniable that she is the most important person in Shimizu Asahi's heart. Even though Reiko and Yoko are his lawfully wedded wives, they cannot shake her position in his heart.

They already knew this.

However, no matter how clear they were about it, they couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

It would be unpleasant for anyone to see their beloved embracing another woman who also loves them.

But no matter how unhappy they are, they can only remain silent. Speaking up at this point is not a wise choice.

The tender moment between the siblings didn't last long. It wasn't that Shimizu Asahi was satisfied, but rather that Shimizu Mio felt a little embarrassed.

When the two of them are alone, she doesn't mind how her brother treats her, but now that there are 'outsiders' around, she feels a little shy.

After releasing Shimizu Asahi, Shimizu Mio blushed slightly, but still said gently, "You must be tired after being away for so long. Go and rest for a while. I'll go prepare lunch and hot water now."

"Yes, thank you, sister."

After receiving a thank you from her younger brother, the black-haired girl happily squinted her eyes, and then she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

However, as she left, she glanced triumphantly at the three people in the entryway.

Did you see the cat that stole fish? My little brother is mine! Chapter 413 Some gods are still alive, but she is already dead (The Goddess of Fate)

"Oh my gosh..."

The provocative gaze made Ibuki laugh.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of smugness flashing across her face.

Hehehe...Mio, although you are the master's older sister and have the highest status in his heart, an older sister is always an older sister. No matter how high the initial favorability is, it is impossible to cross the line between siblings.

Even if you were interested, the master wouldn't even consider it.

Just as a normal person wouldn't lay a hand on their sister-in-law, Shimizu Asahi naturally wouldn't lay a hand on Mio, who is both his mother and sister.

and......

'I'm the third one...'

Ibuki suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. What kind of expression would Mio have when she heard about her master's marriage?

What will her expression be when she finds out she didn't even make it into the top three?

Hehehe... It'll definitely be very interesting.

As Ibuki indulged in his wicked imagining of that scenario, Ari clenched her fists, preparing to intensify her attack.

During the month she spent on the ship, she and Ibuki were mutually restrained and entangled, missing many opportunities to improve Shimizu Asahi's favorability. Now, stimulated by Shimizu Mio, she couldn't help but think of taking a desperate gamble.

On the ship, there was nothing one could do, but at home, it was a different story.

When there are only two people, their eyes will always be on each other, and all their vigilance will be directed at each other. However, when another person appears, this balance will be broken. The three will restrain each other and be wary of each other. However, one person's energy is very limited. When being wary of one person, one may inadvertently miss another.

Those who were overlooked will then have the opportunity to act.

Among these three forces, Ibuki and Mio are the most powerful, and their attention will be more focused on each other. As the weakest party, Ari will have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Feeling confident about the plan, she couldn't help but smile.

Standing to the side, Qing Nufang took in the expressions of the two women. She guessed more or less what they were thinking, but she did not say anything.

This war, regardless of who wins or loses, is irrelevant to her. As long as it doesn't interfere with her plans, she won't care...

With differing opinions, the three followed Shimizu Asahi to the lobby of the room.

They sat down casually and started making tea, intending to have a drink and rest. Qing Shui Chao Yang, on the other hand, was still getting used to his home.

Time not only created a rift between him and Heian-kyo, but also distanced him from his home.

Although the body is behaving in a habitual way, it will take some time for the brain to clearly recognize the home.

However, just as they sat down and before they could even brew some tea, the door to the room in the hall was suddenly pulled open, and a somewhat naive-looking girl with long black hair, dressed in a red and white robe, walked in curiously.

Seeing the girl suddenly appear, Shimizu Asahi and the others looked puzzled, but before they could speak, the somewhat naive girl took the initiative to speak.

She looked at Shimizu Asahi with great curiosity and asked, "You're Mio's younger brother, Asahi?"

"Um...yes, it's me. Um, may I ask who you are...?"

"Me?" The girl blinked, then proudly raised her head, put her hands on her hips, and shouted, "Hmm, I'm called the God of Fate, the deity in charge of marriage and destiny!"

"The really, really amazing kind!"

"The deity who governs marriage and fate... the god of destiny?"

Shimizu Asahi paused for a moment, then his brain worked quickly, and he found the legend of the God of Marriage.

"You are... the God of Fate?"

A surprised and curious voice rang out, and Shimizu Asahi's eyes widened.

A deity has come to my home?

"That's right, Your Majesty!"

Although the God of Fate wanted to display divine majesty, all Shimizu Asahi and the others saw was his naivety and cuteness.

The black-haired boy, who always maintained the proper respect for gods and all things, couldn't help but smile.

He made room for the God of Fate and then said, "God of Fate, please sit down first."

Would you like some tea?

"Yes, yes."

Upon hearing about tea, the Goddess of Fate immediately beamed with joy. She sat down in the spot facing the clear water and the rising sun, a happy expression on her face.

Shimizu Asahi smiled silently. He quickly brewed tea and poured a cup for Enmusubi, then asked with a puzzled look, "Speaking of which, what brings Enmusubi-sama here?"

"Did you just happen to be passing by?"

"No, I'm here to witness the happy ending of the couple who made their vows of marriage in my shrine three hundred years ago."

"One of the children has the same name as you, Shimizu Asahi."

“If that child weren’t still alive, I would have thought you were his reincarnation.”

When the topic of Shimizu Asahi came up, Enmusubi became interested. While drinking tea, she told the love story of a human boy and a mermaid princess.

From acquaintance to friendship, from separation to reunion, she recounted everything, whether she knew it or not, in a reasoned and organized manner.

However, Shimizu Asahi, one of the protagonists of the story, slowly revealed a hint of embarrassment.

Their worship of the gods was no different, so it's not surprising that she could recount everything she witnessed. However, why was he completely unaware of the fact that humans and demons were irreconcilable and forced to separate, and the struggle for a hundred years to reunite?

Is this really his story?

Shimizu Asahi glanced at the three girls beside him. Although Aonofusa's gaze changed slightly, she remained calm. Ari had the same expression as him, her gaze somewhat awkward, while Ibuki smiled, as if the funny look on the face of the Goddess of Fate when she learned the truth had already appeared in her mind.

Clearly, the girls had all guessed that the story was made up by the God of Marriage.

With a proud look on her face, the Goddess of Fate recounted the story she had imagined. Then, she took a sip of tea and said smugly, "How about it? Isn't this story good? A love that spans three hundred years. This is the longest love I've ever seen."

"I really hope they can stay happy like this forever."

"...Yes, definitely."

The black-haired boy's gaze shifted slightly, a hint of tenderness welling up from the depths of his eyes.

Perhaps most of the stories told by the God of Fate are false, but he hopes this one is true.

"..."

No, not just hope, it's certain.

He and Reiko will definitely stay together until the end!

The sudden change in the boy's words and atmosphere caught the attention of the Goddess of Fate. She looked at him with a hint of curiosity, but soon her eyes lit up.