Can Osakabehime Handle It?

On the 101st floor, Yuan Shikai was wolfing down food in Osakabehime's chambers.

Enma-tei's food was every bit as delicious as he'd hoped. Of all the food he'd ever eaten, it ranked second.

First place belonged to the food created by Alexandre Dumas's Noble Phantasm, Endless Tales of Wandering Cuisine.

One was made by hand, while the other had the power of a Noble Phantasm behind it. They weren't really comparable.

He ate while watching Aoko and her two companions. It felt like having dinner in front of the TV.

Nurarihyon and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons reminded him of an anime he'd once seen.

Only when Aoko and the others entered their guest room did interference cut off the crystal ball's image, bringing his day of spying to an end.

Yuan Shikai said, "That hit the spot! Great food, a hot spring, and a show. What a full day."

He had barely finished speaking when he noticed that Osakabehime had changed into a translucent blue nightgown. Even her underwear was faintly visible beneath it.

Mole was no less daring. Her pink, translucent nightgown revealed at least as much as Osakabehime's.

Were monsters always this bold with their sleepwear? Humans really were conservative by comparison!

He immediately checked the crystal ball, hoping to find Tamamo-no-Mae and see whether she wore the same kind.

But no matter how he searched, he couldn't find her. It was bedtime, so she was probably asleep in an Enma-tei guest room, just like Aoko and the others.

He searched for every other monster he knew, one by one, and couldn't find a single one. Apparently they were all in Enma-tei's guest rooms.

That damned anti-peeping barrier. Sooner or later, I'm going to tear the whole thing down.

When Osakabehime emerged after changing, she