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

"So that means...you are actually my follower?"

This possibility delighted the simple-minded goddess who had been making harsh remarks and was distressed about the loss of her divine power. She quickly dispersed her divine power and said with a smile, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were my believer, so I said some inappropriate things. Please don't mind."

"Oh right, actually I'm usually very reliable, I just didn't want to do anything just now, so I did it on purpose... Hehehe..."

"Since you're my follower, you must be a good person. We're all good people, so let's not fight."

The spirits chattered away, without a trace of awkwardness or nervousness, as if they were old friends.

The half-demon boy quietly stopped in his tracks. He didn't quite understand what was going on with the sudden change in the God of Fate, but in any case, the killing intent that had filled his eyes gradually subsided, and the thick blood aura disappeared.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, a trace of clarity emerging from the depths of his eyes.

It was as if I had suddenly realized something.

'What am I doing...'

His pale yellow eyes gazed intently at the girl before him, and then a warm smile reappeared.

"I'm sorry I startled you. My name is Kidomaru, and I'm a half-human, half-demon who lives here. May I ask who you are...?"

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Enmusubi, I am a deity, and also the being you worship!"

Interrupted by Kidomaru, Enmusubi introduced herself. However, as she spoke, she straightened her head and puffed out her chest, adopting a proud and arrogant demeanor. Her cute and honest face practically screamed, "I am the god you worship, come and worship me!"

"The God of Bonds...a deity?"

"So that's how you saw through my identity?"

As she laughed with her eyes narrowed, she didn't notice the thoughtful look that flashed in the eyes of Kidomaru, who had turned back into a human.

He carried a protective amulet given to him by Kamo no Tadayuki, which completely suppressed his ghostly aura and demonic power. As long as he did not intentionally reveal it, no one would be able to see through it.

Unless, that person's strength far surpasses that of Kamo no Tadayuki.

But that's impossible. Kamo no Tadayuki is the strongest person; there can't be anyone stronger than him among humans.

Abe Masatsugu may be able to match him, but he could never defeat him.

Therefore, his identity was kept very secret.

However... no matter how powerful a human's Yin-Yang techniques are, they cannot deceive the eyes of the gods. Even such a god can easily see through his identity.

"The God of Marriage... is he the deity who governs marriage? I was rude just now, Your Excellency. As an apology, may I invite you for a cup of tea? It's in my house."

P.S.: The official Tong Yuan CP (Tong Yuan CP) has been released! In the new flower gift event, the red rope of the Goddess of Fate has become the shackles of Kidomaru, and Kidomaru has also actively grabbed the red rope of the Goddess of Fate. These two will definitely be together in the future. (I'll take this sweetness!)

PS: Infinite Adventure Guild

Synopsis: This is a new book by Tie Tou Jiang (my wife), the author who was criticized by the editor for exploiting loopholes to post erotic pictures.

The main genre is crossover anime + infinite flow adventure + interspersed slice-of-life + harem.

PS: The Hunting Journey Begins in Arknights

Synopsis: A fake hunter, with a delicate cane and a weak pistol, he can only move cautiously and stealthily when dealing with large beasts.

A true hunter wields an explosive hammer that smashes skulls, a chainsaw that crushes flesh and bone, a cannon that blasts through everything, and a Gatling gun that has evolved with the times. His firepower is unmatched, crushing everything in his path.

Hunter, who transmigrates to Bloodborne and becomes a member of the Powder Keg Gang, is told that to resolve the Night of the Hunt and return home, he must first go to other worlds to break the blockade of Yharnam.

"Damn it, let's go! Men should do men..."

Grab a Gatling gun and a blasting hammer, and light a cigar.

"...The things that need to be done!"

[First Ceremony Tombstone]

【The Cursed Terra (First Look), In-Depth 1】

[Awakening Location: Northern Ursus Plains]

[Curse: Weapon restriction, only extendable canes and hunter pistols are allowed]

Grass! (A type of plant)

Chapter 424 The Red Rope for Suppressing Nature (Section 427)

"Tea? Sure, sure!"

Exhausted after a long afternoon of arguing with Kidomaru, Enmusubi was too tired to move. So when Kidomaru suggested having tea and resting, she couldn't help but beam with excitement, nodding expectantly and happily like a chick pecking at rice.

However, as she nodded, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to be the god worshipped by Kidomaru. Wasn't it too embarrassing to act like this in front of a believer? So she coughed softly and tried her best to put on a dignified appearance.

"Ahem... I was also at fault for what happened just now, so you don't need to worry about it, and you can skip the tea... But, as a deity, I must do my best to respond to the requests of believers, so, well, I'll have to take my leave then."

"Hehe, Your Majesty, please follow me."

Kidomaru easily saw through Enmusubi's actions. He smiled with narrowed eyes. Although his killing intent had been completely suppressed, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Unaware of what Kidomaru was thinking, Enmusubi walked into the house with him without any warning.

In the room where guests were being received, Kidomaru brewed a pot of tea for Enmusubi and prepared some pastries.

Looking at the steaming tea and snacks, Hanhan Shen subconsciously swallowed, his eyes filled with a simple and honest joy.

Although she lost some of her divine power, she encountered a believer... and even received tea and snacks prepared for her by the believer... It was worth using her divine power!

Being treated like royalty is a different concept from eating and drinking for free at a friend's house. The former is earned through one's own efforts, while the latter is about being lazy and parasitic. Although it may be easier and more enjoyable later, what you earn through your own efforts is always better than what you get for free.

Today really is my lucky day!

The God of Fate thought to himself with delight.

"My Lord, please use it."

Kidomaru gently gestured with his hand as he placed the teacup in front of Enmusubi.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Trying hard to suppress her joy, Enmusubi took a sip of her tea, and then her eyes lit up.

A delicate fragrance mingled with the tea and flowed into her mouth, like a gentle breeze blowing from the mountains or the clear, tinkling sound of a spring in the forest. In that instant, she felt a comfort and warmth she had never experienced before.

"This tea tastes even better than the one brewed by Mio!"

Unbeknownst to her, Yuanjie Shen drank two more sips of tea, and under the onslaught of the tea, the dignified demeanor she had tried so hard to maintain vanished in an instant.

"Wow...it's so delicious...I never expected your tea to be so good. You're amazing, Kidomaru!"

"As long as the deity is pleased."

"Speaking of which, the deity just said that the red string around my neck belongs to the deity?"

Kidomaru responded with a light laugh, and then, as if casually, he lifted the red string around his neck.

"Uh-huh."

"The red string around your neck is mine."

"This is a red thread of destiny; no one in the world but me could create such a red thread."

The Goddess of Fate proudly held her head high and said this with a hint of smugness. However, after speaking, she looked at the boy with some curiosity, "However, you are carrying my red string, but you don't know its origin?"

“My husband tied this red string on me when I was young. He said it would protect me, so I’ve worn it ever since.”

Recalling Kamo no Tadayuki's calm yet resolute face, a hint of tenderness flashed in Kidomaru's eyes, but he quickly composed himself.

"Your husband tied it for you...?"

Having said that, the Goddess of Fate seemed to realize something as well. In other words, the half-demon boy before her was not actually her follower!?

This is awkward.

I thought he was one of my followers, so I was just pretending, but it turns out he isn't!?

So embarrassing, so embarrassing...

The tea suddenly doesn't smell good anymore.

The Goddess of Fate, though slightly flustered, didn't show it. Having wandered for so long, she already knew how to handle this situation.

As long as you don't show it, no one will know you're embarrassed.

and so.

Stay calm, and absolutely do not show it.

Taking a few deep breaths, Enmusubi calmed his emotions.

She laughed, feigning composure, and said, "So, your teacher is one of my followers?"

"I don't know, the teacher never said what his beliefs were."

"Eh...Is that so? But since he has my red thread, he must believe in me. Do he and his wife have a very good and loving relationship?"

"My husband loved his wife very much, but she passed away when I was still young."

"Oh, this..."

As Kidomaru uttered his last words, Enmusubi stood frozen in place, unsure of what to say.

She was somewhat distressed that she had asked such a question; wasn't the situation now even more awkward than before?

"Um... I'm sorry, I didn't know, so... I'm sorry for bringing up something that upset you."

This time, the God of Fate spoke very carefully, afraid that he might say something wrong again.

"My Lord, please don't worry about it. It's been a long time since then, and you won't have those feelings anymore."

"Compared to this, what use is the red rope from the gods?"

"Hmm...actually, it's pretty much what you think. The red string represents people's longing for each other. It's formed by the bond between two people. Therefore, this red string allows them to sense each other's presence and connect their hearts."

“At certain times, for example, when one person is in danger, another person will sense it and rush to their rescue.”

"However, there's something slightly strange about your red string."

The God of Fate looked at his red rope with a curious expression.

“This red string was tied on by your husband, so it originally belonged to your husband. In other words, it should have been the red string of your teacher and his wife. If your teacher’s wife has passed away, then the red string should have lost its power. Why does this red string still have the power of fate?”

"And... the longing on the other end of the red string is directed towards you."

"How strange..."