Perhaps because the moon was beautiful tonight and the wind was gentle too, Mo Yi did not treat her as he usually did. Normally, he would have reached out to wipe the spot that was still damp, then remarked, "So dirty."
In a teasing tone, Mo Yi joked:
"After a few more times, it should go back to normal."
"What nonsense are you—"
Then Mo Yi felt the same spot get pecked again, followed by Madam Kishin's increasingly trembling voice.
"At most, just like this—"
"If we keep going... it would be unfair to Little Night."
Mo Yi: "..."
Hearing Little Night's name at a time like this, Mo Yi could not help thinking of a certain pink-haired woman who had been cuckolded by more than forty female friends.
Madam Kishin did no more than hold Mo Yi a little tighter, as if she wanted to pass her warmth onto him so he would not catch cold on a night like this.
Of course, this was fine. If she went any further, Mo Yi would not know how to refuse her.
Considering the uncertainties of the future, Mo Yi naturally hesitated.
The next day, in the hot spring in Mo Yi's backyard.
Tsukuyomi and Kishin leaned against the edge of the hot spring pool. Since Fujiwara no Mokou was absent, neither of them had much to say. They simply enjoyed this peaceful moment in silence.
Since Fujiwara no Fusahito had formally proposed, Fujiwara no Mokou had come to see Tsukuyomi less often. She was ultimately too embarrassed, and only came reluctantly after being urged by her father, Fujiwara no Fusahito.
Feeling the warmth spread through her entire body, Madam Kishin languidly leaned against the side of the pool. Her mind could not help recalling the embarrassing—and sweet—memory from last