Bang! A muffled explosion like thunder interrupted Tamamo no Mae's malicious daydreaming.
"Meowg!" The Fox Spirit, brutally blown away, let out an involuntary cry of grief and looked resentfully at the figure beside her.
Her seductive eyes seemed filled with unspeakable grievance. "I was only thinking of you, darling. Fine if you don't appreciate it, but why bully me...?"
Faced with this pitiful peerless beauty, Samael expressionlessly raised his hand again.
Bang bang bang bang!
His arm delivered a barrage of heavy blows, leaving afterimages in the air. The wooden fish being "struck" was practically throwing off sparks.
"Ah, ow, ow! Stop, stop, please!" Realizing that playing pitiful was useless, the cunning Fox Spirit accepted reality.
She covered her smoking head with both hands, squatted on the ground, and tearfully begged the cruel authority for mercy. "It hurts~! Tamamo wants to go home..."
Seeing that this troublemaking dead fox was still putting on airs, Samael sneered darkly. "Go home? Nasu Plain or Ama-no-Iwato? Want me to send you there?"
As he spoke, he pulled out his prized treasure—the Fate Tablet.
Smack!
Tamamo no Mae, who had been crouching on the ground, sprang up with lightning speed and pressed down Samael's raised hand.
Going to Nasu Plain meant becoming the Sessho-seki, while choosing Ama-no-Iwato meant being locked in The Black Room. She was not an idiot; naturally, she knew the right answer.
Tamamo no Mae's face took on a trace of coy reproach and bashfulness, her golden eyes brimming with affection. "Anywhere you are, darling, is my home. How could I bear to leave you?"
At the same time, the proud softness beneath her kimono affectionately rubbed against the man's arm beside her.
The nine tails behind her, their fierce aura previously towering to the heavens, withdrew their divine might and